Chapter 255 Battle Breath
Seeing Alan's panicked appearance, Windsor Bello shook his head with his forehead: "This is not okay, little Alan. We have been together for more than a year, and I haven't taken down that little girl yet. Wait..."
Windsor Bello suddenly smirked: "Could it be, my little Ellen hasn't really become a man yet? Tsk tsk tsk, that's not okay. Of those boys in Babylon, who hasn't tasted women at the age of twelve or thirteen. You actually, haha...hahahaha..."
Seeing his teacher couldn't help laughing, Allen blushed, gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, you're going too far!"
"How could it be? This is also a way for me to care about my students." Windsor Bello couldn't help laughing again, and finally put his hand on Allen, and said, "Shall I help you find a way, Take Her Royal Highness Lucy in these few days?"
"Thank you for being sensitive!"
Windsor Bello shook his head and said: "You kid, you are not very old, and you speak old-fashioned. You are really similar to Mr. Horn. Okay, let's continue to do our homework. Let me think about it, starting from training you to lock your opponents. Get up."
She backed away, crossed her hips, and looked at Allen without any posture.
Allen asked, "What am I going to do?"
"Attack me with all your strength." A mischievous smile escaped from the corner of Windsor Bello's mouth, and a hint of coquettishness flashed in his eyes: "As long as you can touch me, no matter what it is, even if it's just a piece of clothing, the teacher will I will reward you well. You can do whatever you want."
Allen smiled bitterly, knowing that she was teasing herself again. Without answering, Allen rushed towards Windsor Bello, speaking with his actions.
"Boring boy!" Windsor Bellow snorted, and when Alan passed the heavy knife forward, he slid sideways briskly, making Alan's heavy knife miss.
The sound of Allen's knife sounded in the training ground, as well as Windsor Bello's guidance from time to time. Marshal Greedy Wolf finally got serious and kept pointing out Allen's shortcomings in the battle. From time to time, he counterattacked, hitting Allen's flaws. Her counterattack was fast and ruthless, but her strength was very precise. Let Allen only hurt but not hurt. After coming down a few times, Allen beat her a lot, but he was still able to move with the knife.
A few hours later, Allen finally couldn't move. Windsor Bello squeezed out all of Yuanli's physical strength, but she never even touched a piece of her clothes. On the other hand, Windsor Bello didn't even sweat a drop, which made Allen both angry and helpless.
Allen leaned against a piece of training equipment to rest, and Windsor Bello sat on it, with long legs dangling beside him. The beautiful curves wrapped under the black stockings made Allen distressed and happy, after all, not everyone could get so close to Windsor Bello like him.
Above the head, Windsor Bello's voice sounded: "Your attack is strong and powerful, but every time you strike, you can't keep up. You have to explode with all your strength for the next strike. In this case, it's fine if the opponent is on the same level as you. If the opponent's source The force is deeper than yours, and your battery life will be greatly reduced."
Allen's attention immediately focused on Windsor Bello's guidance, and he humbly asked, "Then what should I do?"
"Breathe." Windsor Bello jumped down, pressed his chest lightly with one hand, and took a long breath. As a result, the waves on his chest almost made Allen lose his concentration: "A person's breathing, one in and one out, is natural. When you breathe, have you ever thought about doing this movement deliberately?"
She asked herself and answered: "No. Because this action has become a part of our life movement, and so is the battle. The source force screams when attacking, and the remaining energy rewinds when closing. Repeating this way, nature is endless. Although the source force will still be lost , but your battery life will be greatly improved. The most important thing is that one attack and one retraction, one exhalation and one inhalation, coincident with the law, in order to be invulnerable!"
Thunder rang in Allen's mind, and Windsor Bello's words were a great reminder to him. He even thought of how to directly apply the so-called "combat breath" theory of the Marshal to the flame flash. Thinking of the previous two actions to block Kamu in the holy site, he was forced to use the flame flash continuously. It is conceivable that such consumption is so great, after three or four knives, Alan's source power has been consumed by more than half.
If we can do what Windsor Bello said, take out the knife and close the knife, breathe like a human, naturally retain energy, and combine with the new power, can the number of bursts of the flame flash be added? If this can be achieved, then Flame Breath Flash will be able to transform into a brand new powerful combat technique.
Seeing the gleam in Alan's eyes, you can tell that he has realized something. Windsor Bello nodded with satisfaction. She is not too stupid a student!
"Okay, let's stop here for today, and come here to find me at the same time tomorrow."
Allen nodded, she can get her advice, every minute is precious, why not?
On the second night, when Allen arrived, Windsor Bello had arrived early in the morning. When I saw Allen, I immediately asked, "I heard that you also have an origin device?"
Allen nodded in acknowledgment.
"Fine, close the door and... show me."
"it's here?"
"right here!"
Allen shrugged, although it seemed a bit sloppy to display the source device in the training hall, but Windsor Bello agreed, and he had no objection. After closing the door of the training hall, Alan wiped his hand, and the devil's praise fell into his hand. Propelled by the source force, Allen sent out a will to the source device, and the demon's praise immediately rose red, and the light entangled into a light cocoon. The light cocoon continued to grow, and the sense of cold killing that filled the space was like an ancient beast showing its majesty, which made Windsor Bello's whole body feel cold.
The light cocoon shattered, and the second-order form of the Destroyer Sniper appeared in Alan's hands. But this time the Anthem of Destruction seemed to be a little different. When the heavy gun appeared, the lines on its body lit up automatically, followed by a voice whispering in Alan's mind: "The blood of the strong, kill her, donate her blood give me!"
The whispering sound kept repeating, at first it was as low as the wind in the valley. A moment later, it filled Alan's heart and shook his soul, like a demon from the abyss of purgatory, roaring at him!
Allen struggled against the will that suddenly emerged from the Anthem of Destruction, and at this moment, Windsor Bello suddenly stepped forward. Pressing the heavy gun with one hand, he suddenly shouted: "Shut up! You chattering guy, it's so noisy!"
When Windsor Bello yelled decisively, awe-inspiring power naturally appeared on his body. In Allen's eyes, the ceiling of the training hall quietly disappeared, and a vast and far-reaching endless void appeared above Windsor Bello's head! In the void, a huge and formidable aura was mighty, like the sky river falling down, suppressing it domineeringly and arrogantly. At this time, the destroying heavy sniper was born with a violent killing spirit, and went upstream.
The two auras collided heavily in Alan's perception. The killing spirit of the destructive sniper was shocked immediately, and then it was firmly suppressed by the power of Windsor Bellow. The infinite void above her head was as if the heavens and the earth were crushing Bengban, making Allen's soul scream for it. Under the suppression of this absolute power, the murderous intent and will to destroy the hymn all retreated into the source device.
At this time, Windsor Bello's momentum slowly withdrew.
Allen sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted, looking at Windsor Bello conspicuously.
If there is a third person in the training hall, it must be inexplicable. On the surface, Windsor Bello only yelled at the Anthem of Destruction, and suppressed the murderous aura of the source device. But in fact, it is a confrontation between two momentums. Among them, Allen was directly exposed to the natural trend of Windsor Bello.
Her posture is full of domineering arrogance that walks alone and breaks nothing. This and Alan's falling star that month, and the shattering trend of everything turning to ashes, each has its own advantages. The difference is that Windsor Bello has already become popular, while Allen is still in the stage of raising momentum. Even so, Windsor Bello suppressed the will of the source device by herself, and her strength was already worthy of the word "horror".
The two auras clashed in the training hall, but it affected the entire base. But for ordinary soldiers, it means that the whole body is cold. With their strength, they are not qualified to feel the horror of these two auras. However, those school-level officers, as well as Gao Lei, all felt that the base was shaken like two storms, which shocked their minds and made their blood chaotic. The stronger the strength, the deeper the impact.
The other school officers were only pale, but Gao Lei coughed out a small mouthful of blood uncontrollably, startling the adjutant next to him.
"Colonel, what are you..." the adjutant asked hurriedly.
Gao Lei waved his hands and said with a wry smile, "It's nothing, it doesn't matter."
He looked solemnly in the direction of the training hall through the window. Of the two auras just now, one of them he recognized as Windsor Bello, and the other was very similar to when Allen killed General Daomo that day. He was thinking about it, and he didn't know what happened to the teacher and the student in the training hall.
Allen sat for nearly ten minutes before he could stand up again. Windsor Bello looked at the heavy weapon in his hand and said: "It's not surprising that the source device has will. Those who can drive the source device are all top powerhouses in their era. In the process of using the source device, they will also use their own Part of the emotion is injected into the source device, so that the latecomers can feel some fragments of will. But yours is really special..."
"Its will is definitely not a remnant of the previous master, but has an independent will. Just now it wanted to eat me, what a daring guy."
"Free will?"
"Well, to have independent will means to have the so-called soul. The soul of the source device is probably called the device soul. It's really rare. As far as I know, among all the source devices known so far, only the one in the hands of Orfascist the Great Dawn Nova also possesses a weapon soul. Of course, now you have more."
"Alan, you have to remember that the source device has a device soul, which shows that it is old enough and powerful. However, such source devices are often the most dangerous. You must continue to grow stronger to be able to suppress it. If you can't suppress it If you hold its artifact soul, you will become a slave of the origin artifact. At that time, the origin artifact will become the host, and you will become a puppet dominated by it!" Windsor Bello said seriously.
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