I Can Do This Move Too

"What is that?" Mu Fan naturally knew nothing about the PO Battle Network.

"The PO Battle Network is the most hot-blooded and fun place! How could you not know that? Are you from the countryside?" When the fatty saw Mu Fan nod, he gave up immediately. He patiently explained, "Do you know about the PO Cross-Star System Group? No, forget it. Pretend I didn't say anything. It is just a virtual network. You can do all kinds of battles in it, from character combat to mecha combat, in addition to casual communication."

"virtual network?" Mu Fan tilted his head when he heard the word. "Is it related to the photon computer?"

"Yeah, you don't know that. I thought you bought the optical supercomputer to enter the PO Battle Network. You can enter the Battle Network through the optical supercomputer and perform some basic functions and low-level combat, but you are not recommended for higher-end combat. After all, it is not a virtual cabin, and there is no body's neuron docking. The attributes of all the characters that the optical supercomputer enters are the same—they are all of the lowest level, only your reaction speed and consciousness are different. If you really use the optical supercomputer to fight with the people in the virtual cabin, you will only be abused." Fatty was excited when he talked about the PO Battle Network. He sat on the edge of the training ground and started giving pointers to the pure white rookie, Mu Fan. It was rare to have such a humble and studious brother asking for advice. This feeling—was too comfortable.

"I need a photon computer, but I don't know about the Battle Network you mentioned," answered Mu Fan earnestly.

"It's okay. You don't know. You'll know when I bring you in!"

"Sorry, I want to earn money. I don't have more time to play."

"Earn money?" When the fatty heard this term, which was quite far away from him, he was suddenly stunned. "Earn money! Sure, go and fight. Whether it is human combat or mecha combat, many people watch it. We are in the Galaxy Federation's Fourth District Battle Network. Although we cannot compare to the first three districts, the number of people is not something you can imagine. If you fight brilliantly, you can sell your video. You can earn ten thousand gold a day, even if it is half a star coin per person! What's more, the price of videos of those masters fighting is far more than normal people can pay! so you can easily earn money yourself with cool moves...there are lots of peoples willing to pay."

"Ten thousand taels of gold per day… Ten thousand taels of gold per day…" Mu Fan did not hear anything else, but the words kept ringing in his mind like the morning bell and evening drum.

"Wake up, wake up. Come, brother will show you first. There is no immersive cabin and no headless processor. However, there is a Skylink that you can take a look at. There are experts in it. Let me tell you! Don't be dazzled!" When the fatty thought of the PO Battle Network, his palms felt itchy, and he was not in the mood to practice. He directly dragged Mu Fan to the door where the Skylink was.

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The two of them sat on the floor in front of the changing room and squeezed their heads in one direction.

"Skylink?" This was the first time Mu Fan had seen such a thing, which was obviously an advanced product. It was the size of a palm, and there were a few shiny buttons inlaid on the silvery-white body of the machine. There was a three-dimensional imaging device in the middle. After Fatty pressed the button to activate the Skylink, a square foot image was formed in the middle. At this time, Fatty's fingers tapped in the air with familiarity, and he entered the forum of the PO Battle Network. The interstellar delay in the forum would not affect the players that much. everyone could watch the video of the experts in the other war zones.

The fatty first tapped on the Lotus Flower Fall, the fantasy series, and showed it to Mu Fan. He thought that such cool moves that couldn't be imagined would definitely shock this country bumpkin.

Sure enough, when he tilted his head, he saw Mu Fan's eyes staring straight at the mecha in the video. The expression on his face when he let out the light was like a hungry ghost seeing meat.

In a man's heart, who had not dreamed of piloting a steel beast in space? Who had not had the desire to pilot a mecha and fight to his heart's content on the battlefield? Mu Fan stared at the video without blinking. That dazzling action impressed him! No wonder he was an expert—this fatty could actually use such a powerful skills! Poor Mu Fan did not know that Fatty was using a special skill that did not exist in reality to fool him.

"How is it? Isn't it cool?" said the fatty proudly, as if the red and white mecha in the video was him. When he saw Mu Fan nod affirmatively, he closed the video and prepared to open another video for Mu Fan to see.

Mu Fan was obviously not satisfied with the video of the Fantasy Technique. He frowned when he saw Fatty turn it off.

"Come and see this. Mecha is a little distant for you, after all. I'll show you something familiar. Come and see the combat between the masters!" Fatty's face heated up. Although he played the Fantasy Department, he loved to watch real-life combat. This was a field he could only come into contact with in his dreams.

Fatty opened the real combat section in the forum and clicked on it. Without even turning his head, he said to Mu Fan, "Basically, all mecha masters know a certain level of combat skills. If you don't know any combat skills, you would not be able to operate a mecha at all. Of course, there are also many gods with outstanding combat skills but poor driving skills. However, this kind of action is definitely a reference. Come, come, look at this. It is an expert from the Galaxy Federation, Diabolic Right Leg. A new video has been released."

"I heard that this Dark Right Leg is a combat expert from the military. He is a diamond 5-star in the combat zone. However, he is not very active in the mecha zone. He is probably a marine. This guy's movements have always been known as difficult and gorgeous. The opponent this time is a diamond 3-star challenger!" The fatty clicked on it excitedly and mumbled, "Payment, 20 star dollars. Buy it. I'll show you."

Mu Fan did not feel anything when he heard this, but when he heard about the payment, his heart ached. Twenty star dollars was gone just like that.

The scene in the video was in an enclosed martial arts arena. The camera angle was taken from an omniscient view from the top. The guy on the left, dressed in a white martial arts suit with a shadow mask, had a system sign that he had a dark right foot. His figure was well-proportioned, and he stood there without making any unnecessary movements, like an ice-cold human-shaped weapon. As if to match his name, his right trouser leg was covered in complicated dark patterns from the bottom of his knees. One could tell who he was even without looking at his name.

The man on the right had his fists wrapped around the cloth, and his lower body was firmly planted. His face was also blurred, but it was not hard to see that he was staring at his opponent and did not dare to do anything.

When the countdown reached zero, the challenger took the initiative to attack first. His right fist seemed slow, but it was actually fast. He punched straight at the throat of the dark right foot. The beautiful afterimage made Fatty not have time to cry out in surprise. Then, under the slow motion camera of the Battle Network system, he suddenly changed directions from the middle to the collar bone. His fist skills were indeed sophisticated! This instant, which normal people could not see clearly, proved the elegant demeanor of a diamond-level combat expert.

Mu Fan narrowed his eyes and stared at the Dark Right Leg in the video. His fist brushed past his left arm. Then, in an instant, the movement of the Dark Right Leg turned into an iron-blooded and violent right leg. He raised his swift knee and directly met the left fist of the challenger, Concealment. Then, when the opponent retreated to defend, he leaned forward and withdrew his fist. His left elbow pressed against the other fist.

In just a few seconds, both sides had fought more than ten times. Both sides had consumed half of their stamina due to the system's numerical damage. When their stamina was depleted, they failed.

After another hurried exchange of blows, the dark right foot took a small step back to steady itself. It raised its right foot. "It's going to use a big move! It's going to use a big move! Quickly look, quickly look, what is it this time?" The fatty's eyes widened, and he kept smashing his fist against his palm.

Mu Fan's eyes were still narrowed as he stared at the video, but his face was expressionless.

The opponent clearly noticed that something was wrong. He glanced at his right leg, which was raised, and the dark patterns on the bottom of his pants seemed to flow. However, just as the challenger's eyes rolled slightly, the raised right leg moved. It bounced out at a speed that the opponent could not react to. He kicked away his left fist, which was still in midair, and then caught up with his left leg to hold the opponent's right fist. Suddenly, he drew back his right leg and forcefully turned his body. Fatty could almost hear his muscles moving with a squeak. Then, as if it was daytime, a black bolt of lightning flashed, and he flew into the air with his legs. He withdrew his left foot, and his right leg twisted in the air, forming a huge semi-circle black shadow. Bang! A loud sound was heard. The black lightning came to an abrupt stop after hitting his head. The challenger, who did not have time to retract his fist, directly exploded into mist. His stamina was gone!

"Ah!! This is too exciting! Is this a f*cking human action?! Did you see that?! Half-Moon Breeze!! Half-Moon Breeze!!" Fatty was about to scream. His eyes were still on the Skylink, but he couldn't help shaking Mu Fan, who was beside him.

But the fatty quickly noticed that something was wrong. Mu Fan did not scream or praise as he had imagined. He did not even make a sound. Was he stunned? The fatty couldn't help but turn to look at Mu Fan.

His facial expression was as stiff as when he first saw him. Mu Fan was also turning his head to look at him, as if asking what was wrong.

"Did you see the video just now?" Fatty thought Mu Fan was a little angry because he had not seen it.

"I did," was the short answer.

"What does that feel like? Why is there no reaction?" Fatty frowned.

Mu Fan looked at the fatty with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, then looked at the fixed image at the end of the Skylink. His lips moved.

"This action… I should be able to do it too."