Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy - Chapter 458

Chapter 458: Chapter 233 Do I even need to ask?

With a long sigh, Mu Fan took off his helmet and still maintained that indecent posture, lying on the floor, next to him, several neatly stacked boxes of takeout meals.

*Gurgle~*

Although he hadn’t gone through any training, Mu Fan’s mind was filled with thoughts of his next move; he didn’t want to budge.

Six Forms, Six Forms!

Which one should he learn first?

There couldn’t be any conflict between the first two Forms, and eventually, they needed to complement each other, mastering one before cultivating the next.

As he pondered, Mu Fan absent-mindedly stared at the ceiling, then involuntarily reached out, grabbed a box of fried rice, and opened it.

Ahh~~~

He poured the fried rice into his mouth and chewed with big bites, his cheeks puffing up high.

Six different body postures continuously rolled through his mind.

Soft Body?

He’d eliminate that one first; his combat style had never been like that. Moreover, the training required continuous practice of dislocating each bone volitionally, which before mastery, might not only be unhelpful to his Fighting Skill but could cause some side effects.

Cutting?

This one was worth considering, forming a pre-emptive response to the opponent’s attacks, although it seemed to offer no increase in strength. He decided to observe it as a primary option.

Charging Step?

The explosive power of the legs, that nearly ghostly speed was like a scaled-down version of the Blessed Relief state speed, minus the godlike near-instant teleportation ability, but otherwise perfect; speed is power!

Alright, one eliminated, one common option, one advanced option.

Ahh~~~

Mu Fan once again opened his mouth, expressionlessly staring at the ceiling, and unknowingly reached for another box of fried rice, dumping it into his mouth.

His mouth was now close to bursting like a balloon.

…

It was already nine o’clock at night, and more than half of the members of the Swordsmanship Club had left. However, Bing Su, as the highest-ranking officer at the moment, especially with Lu Qingxue and Youshi Wang not around, still needed to stay a little longer.

Besides, that strange figure, how come after entering, it seemed like he never came out again?

Just now, when Wan’er left the arena, did she see that weird person?

“Susu, even the club president said you have a talent for swordsmanship; can you help me look at this sword-wielding posture and angle?”

“Susu?”

Bing Su appeared to be focusing on chopping at the wooden dummy, but the inquiry from the cute girl nearby just breezed past her like a gust of wind.

“I’m going to get angry!” the cute girl Xixi said, puffing with irritation.

It was only then that Bing Su reacted, her face beaming with enthusiasm, as she once again scooped the other girl into a hug, gently touching her earlobe and looking at the red ear, saying cheerily, “What would you like to ask your senior sister?”

“Can you check if this sword-wielding posture is correct?”

“The posture is quite good, but your little arms and legs lack the explosive strength of your sister here; you clearly can’t maintain a firm grip on the sword. I recommend that you eat more high-protein foods and develop properly, like…”

Bing Su intentionally gave a mischievous glance toward the lower flat area beneath the chin of the short cute girl.

“Susu, you’re too mean! I’m not talking to you anymore.”

The cute girl huffed off with her wooden sword to one side.

Hehe~ Bing Su made a face and then plunged the practice sword into the wooden dummy with satisfaction, clapping her hands.

Ultimately unable to suppress her curiosity, she glanced at the diligent sword-swinging cute girl Xixi in the dojo, secretly chuckled, and then stepped towards the depths of the corridor.

By this time, most of the Combat Rooms should be empty.

But she had been outside all along and never saw that boy carrying a big bunch of takeout boxes.

Hm?

Why does the first Combat Room show that it’s occupied?

The president and vice president aren’t here, and several ministers are busy with their other club affairs. It seems that only she had signed up for the Swordsmanship Club, so she had time to be here.

Sigh, looks like her four youthful years at the academy will be devoted to the Swordsmanship Club without regret.

Qingxue Senior Sister had given her access to the first Combat Room, mainly for helping out occasionally; there couldn’t be a problem with the management system, right?

Really, how could the academy’s equipment have this kind of issue?

Stepping forward with her straight legs and a ponytail, the beautiful woman showed a hint of helplessness on her face as she pressed her palm print.

The door opened…

Mu Fan was still pondering, too lazy to get up for some water, so he just endeavored to swallow that huge mouthful of fried rice and then nonchalantly grabbed another box, his mouth agape.

Ahh~~~

Buzz, the metal door with a wood grain structure slowly opened, revealing a pair of straight jade legs first, followed by a perfect body curve, and finally a pair of curious eyes.

“No sound, so there’s definitely no one here. Why is the light still on? Hmm…”

Bing Su’s murmured voice trailed off.

Mu Fan’s body didn’t move; he thought it was that temperamental and gentle-looking senior sister. Just let her come; he wasn’t going to get up before he finished thinking anyway.

But as he was about to continue eating his fried rice, he inadvertently caught sight of a pair of straight, jade-like legs, which were even more accentuated by the tight pants and looked elegantly slender.

Just as good as Nuonuo’s, huh.

Mu Fan had just been through the double ravaging of Mohandas in Battle Net and the spirit world, and his mind was not quite right.

Wait a second, the gentle senior sister just now was not dressed like this.

But the fried rice was already sliding out of the lunchbox…

Mu Fan resembled a paralyzed patient, awkwardly stretching his chin in a desperate attempt to catch the falling rice.

Their gazes met just like that.

“Ah!!!!”

Bing Su stared blankly at Mu Fan lying on the ground for three seconds, but then a loud scream echoed through the battle room after those three seconds passed.

Hearing this soul-piercing scream, Mu Fan was also startled enough to make his hand tremble.

The fried rice slid from the palming hands held mid-air.

It looked like it was going to smash into his face!

Mu Fan’s left hand slapped the floor with a bang, his lying body instantly lifted off the ground, then his legs turned vertical at ninety degrees, swiftly rotating around his left hand as the pivot in a beautiful spin!

His mouth wide open, he didn’t let a single grain fall, catching all the scattered fried rice and then, with a grunt, bit down on the lunchbox, steadying his body with one hand on the ground.

A perfect Thomas spin…and eat!

Bing Su suddenly covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes widened, then unbelievably pointed at Mu Fan.

“You were the delivery guy just now!”

What a mess, Mu Fan watched the excited senior sister with a strange expression, sitting cross-legged.

With one hand he set down the lunchbox, and with the other hand propped on his cheek, he immediately entered a daze.

Where was I in my thoughts just now?

Right, analyze the remaining three forms.

Choking is a frontal strong attack skill, more of a move-oriented force technique. Having the Positive Ion Charge and Stone Breaking Fist, I don’t urgently need this kind of strong attack technique.

Steel?

Good stuff! Mu Fan felt envious the moment he saw it. Aside from restricted movement, that exaggerated body hardening like real steel might turn out to have surprisingly strong practical effects in battle. This way, my endurance could continue to increase greatly, similar to the state during Blessed Relief.

A priority consideration!

Beng Finger?

Like a hot knife through butter, that’s no longer just powerful, it’s terrifying. Especially when I think about how that “scalpel” pierced right through my heart, the mere thought makes my back tingle.

And there are many more derivative skills for this kind of secret technique. I only know the one under Blood-colored Vision, the Hand Stabbing, a priority consideration!

Seeing this new honor member completely ignoring her, even if you’re impressive, even if you’re an honor member, you’re still a freshman!

How can you have such an attitude towards a senior sister, and it seems like you’re spacing out?!

You’re spacing out when you see me?

Am I so invisible to you?

Bing Su was livid, walking up to Mu Fan and looking down at him from her superior height.

Sigh~

Now there are three priority choices, not only do I have to pick the first one, but I also have to prioritize which one to pair with.

This indecisiveness made Mu Fan, who didn’t like to think about these things, look lost, staring ahead without focusing.

Until a pair of straight, slender jade-like legs appeared in front of Mu Fan.

Hmm, her skin doesn’t seem as white as Nuonuo’s…

Mu Fan blankly raised his eyes.

“Junior, how can you be so unreasonable!”

Only then did Mu Fan’s confused mind start to clear a bit. He looked up dumbly at Rose with an expression of tempered fury, but his thoughts hadn’t shifted from his previous considerations. His hands squished his face into a bun shape, and out of nowhere, he blurted out a question:

“If I could only choose one, then between speed, offense, defense, which should I choose?”

Huh?

Bing Su was stunned for a moment, and then haughtily lifted her little face.

Testing the senior, is that even a question!