Chapter 7 Static Control

The next morning.

When Fang Yuan entered the classroom, he found that several classmates were peeking at him while talking in a low voice.

This is obviously talking about himself.

Fang Yuan felt a little strange, and when he touched his face, he didn't find anything like rice sticking on his face.

After sitting down, the fat man "Beef Balls" who was sitting at the front table turned his head and said with a smile: "Fang Yuan, I heard that you went to the martial arts gym to be a sparring partner. Did you get beaten badly?"

This fat man's name is Niu Dazhi, and because he looks like a meatball, he is nicknamed "beef ball".

When I was in the martial arts hall yesterday, I met a classmate in my class.

It's not surprising that this has been spread.

Fang Yuan didn't want to hide it, and it wasn't a shameful thing, so he replied casually: "Yes. I'm a substitute in the martial arts hall, but I'm not a sparring coach, but a fighting coach."

A few students gathered around and asked in a frenzy, "Are you so short of money? You still need to work part-time as a sandbag. How much can you earn by being beaten for an hour?"

"I'm a substitute, I don't have money to take it, and I don't give it to me if I have money."

Fang Yuan suddenly realized that he was working by himself, why wasn't his salary paid to him?

Of course, I just thought about it, and didn't really care about it.

The students are still chattering.

Fang Yuan was speechless about these gossip creatures, looked at the beef balls, and said, "You have so much meat, you must be able to resist, or I will introduce you to the martial arts hall as a 'sandbag'. You should be able to earn a lot of pocket money."

The beef balls turned black.

Fang Yuan's anger increased slightly.

...

When school was over in the afternoon, Han Youwei did not appear.

Fang Yuan originally thought that she would invite him to practice again.

Even if he didn't show up, it was too much to always refuse invitations from beautiful women.

After school, Fang Yuan continued to go to the Thunder Martial Arts Hall as a substitute.

After entering the martial arts hall and changing into the martial arts uniform, I started to move the barbell and organize the equipment of the martial arts hall.

Although it is said that it is a substitute class, but after school every day, I only work for four hours, and the working time is actually not enough.

However, the Thunder Martial Arts Academy was opened by Fang Yuan's father's old comrade-in-arms, so he didn't care about it.

The owner of the martial arts hall doesn't care, it doesn't mean that Fang Yuan can feel at ease, so he can do as much work as he can.

When there is no sparring work, helping to carry and carry it is all about exercising strength.

Just as Fang Yuan was carrying the barbell, Manager Liu of the martial arts hall came over, waved his workbook and said, "Fang Yuan, hurry up and put on the armor, it's your turn to play."

The one waving is obviously a workbook, but it has the momentum of waving a checkbook.

Fang Yuan looked around and asked strangely, "Uncle Zhou and the others haven't played yet, so it's my turn?"

After all, Fang Yuan is here to replace the class, and he is definitely not skilled in the business.

Therefore, Manager Liu will try to arrange other martial arts coaches to play, and only let Fang Yuan play when other fighting coaches are too busy.

Manager Liu explained: "No, this guest wants you by name."

"I see. Then I'm going to put on the armor."

Fang Yuan said and ran quickly to the equipment room, thinking as he ran, could it be that he has only been on duty for a few days, and there are repeat customers?

When he got to the martial arts platform, Fang Yuan realized what was going on.

"why you?"

Han Youwei was wearing a capable martial arts uniform, her hair was combed into a ponytail and tied behind her head, she smiled and said, "No way, I want to practice with you, but I am always rejected, so I can only come to the martial arts hall."

"Sorry, it's not that I don't want to practice with you, I really don't have time." Fang Yuan explained.

"It doesn't matter, we are practicing together. It is indeed you who has been helping me improve my martial arts. I will always be embarrassed to ask you for help. If it is the work of the martial arts hall, then I will not have any psychological burden."

In fact, when Han Youwei heard from her classmates that Fang Yuan was working as a sparring partner in the martial arts hall in the morning, not only did she not feel anything wrong, but she was very happy.

Because Fang Yuan's extraordinary insight was indeed very helpful to her cultivation.

"Then let's get started. The training program in the martial arts hall is charged by time." Fang Yuan grinned.

"Okay, this is the first time I have come to the martial arts hall, and I still don't understand the rules of the martial arts hall. Please tell me first." Seeing Fang Yuan wearing armor, Han Youwei felt that there must be a reason.

Fang Yuan pointed to the armor he was wearing on his limbs and waist, and explained: "Under normal circumstances, you can attack the part where I wear armor, you can attack at will, if you get injured, it's mine. The part without armor is a position that cannot be attacked. According to the rules of the martial arts hall, if you hurt these places, you will have to pay for medical expenses."

After a pause, Fang Yuan added: "However, we actually practiced each other in school. You can do whatever you want, you don't have to be bound by these rules."

"Okay, I see. Then I'll start."

Han Youwei said, took an offensive stance, flew a side spin kick, and swept towards Fang Yuan's chest.

Fang Yuan slid away and said, "This kick is fifteen centimeters lower, don't care about the rules of the martial arts hall, just hit my forehead with a side spin kick."

"OK."

Han Youwei agreed and kicked out with the second kick, aiming at Fang Yuan's head.

Fang Yuan used the sliding step to dodge again while leaning back, and then saw a Bai Shengsheng's foot swept over the door, and the strong wind blew up the bangs.

Han Youwei's offensive is very fierce, mainly focusing on legwork.

The two long legs swept back and forth, and the action was simply picturesque.

Fang Yuan practiced sliding while analyzing Han Youwei's martial arts, giving his own analysis and suggestions.

After a dozen rounds.

Han Youwei asked suspiciously, "Why didn't you fight back?"

"Uh, I forgot to mention that by default, the coach of the martial arts hall cannot fight back unless the guests have special requests." Fang Yuan replied.

"I see. Then I ask you to fight back now."

"Okay, the customer is God." Fang Yuan grinned.

The two fought again, you come and I go.

Fang Yuan still focused on defense, and occasionally counterattacked, forcing Han Youwei to spare some strength for defense.

After half an hour of practice.

Fang Yuan found a circle of light on his attribute panel, and after a closer look, he found that the sliding step was upgraded, and it became: sliding step Lv.2 (0100).

Afterwards, Fang Yuan tested his sliding steps and found that the reaction speed and dodge speed were both increased by about 20%.

When looking at the attribute panel, I unexpectedly found that the anger point began to rise again.

+3, +3 jump, has jumped several times.

Where did this anger come from?

Could it be that Han Youwei is really hot?

Fang Yuan leaned closer to Han Youwei, looked at her expression, and saw that she was only panting slightly during vigorous exercise, but was not angry.

Just so close, just now the anger point was +3, +3 jumps, and immediately became +5, +5 jumps.

In the blink of an eye, the anger point has risen to 182 points.

Fang Yuan wanted to see who contributed so many anger points to him.

So I looked around, and then I saw a person standing under the martial arts platform, staring at himself and Han Youwei, and this person's eyes almost spewed out fire.

Of course Fang Yuan recognized this person, because this person was Li William.

When he saw Li William, Fang Yuan also saw a faint energy gushing out of Li William and into his body.

This indistinct energy is a bit like a flame, very faint, and you can't see it if you don't look carefully.

Obviously, the anger point came from Li William.

It seems that he has really become a demon that devours anger!

"Do you want to rest for a while?" Fang Yuan asked when he saw Han Youwei gasping for breath.

Han Youwei shook her head and said, "I can't go back too late, so I have to hurry up. I want to test it out. Can you help me with my newly absorbed star slot characteristics?"

"You have the final say tonight." Fang Yuan laughed.

"Then let's start."

Han Youwei said and attacked again.

But this time, she no longer uses the leg technique, but fights in close quarters and uses throwing techniques.

She grabbed Fang Yuan's arm, then jumped up, stretched her legs forward, clamped Fang Yuan's neck with her legs, rotated her body, used a triangular twist, and threw Fang Yuan to the ground.

This move is to use the power of the thigh to strangle the opponent.

If you shoot with all your strength, you can twist your opponent's neck with your legs.

Of course, this move involves using your thighs to clamp your opponent's neck, so don't be too subtle.

And Han Youwei's figure is really good, when she made this move, her movements were as graceful as a mermaid jumping around.

Fang Yuan's neck was pinched, and he was about to fight back and get out of trouble.

Just then.

Han Youwei whispered: "Static control."

sizzle...

A string of electric currents poured into the cochlea, Fang Yuan felt paralyzed, unable to respond, and was directly thrown to the ground by Han Youwei.

The two of them fell to the ground in a wonderful posture.

After a while, Fang Yuan's paralysis recovered.

Just when she was about to break free from Han Youwei's legs, she suddenly found that her anger point was racing at extreme speed, jumping +10, +10.

Although I don't know what the anger point is for, it should be good for me.

So, Fang Yuan continued to pretend to be paralyzed, lying there, letting his anger point continue to rage.

In a few seconds, the anger point jumped +10 more than a dozen times, and finally stopped when it reached 412 points.

Seeing Fang Yuan lying still, Han Youwei was worried that her hand was too heavy, so she quickly helped him up and asked, "Are you alright?"

Fang Yuan sat up and replied, "I'm fine."

"It scared me to death, I thought I was too heavy and twisted your neck." Han Youwei exhaled.

"How can I be so crispy?" Fang Yuan joked.

Han Youwei was more concerned about her new abilities, so she asked, "How about the static control I used just now? Have you analyzed the data?"

Fang Yuan took the workbook hanging next to the martial arts platform, turned it over to the back, and put it on the ground to start writing and drawing.

"The moment you shot just now, an electric current was released and poured into my body. My body was paralyzed in 0.3 seconds, and I couldn't move my whole body, and I could still hear a sound of electric current in my ears. ."

The two sat cross-legged on the martial arts platform, Fang Yuan began to explain, and Han Youwei listened carefully, nodding as she listened.

"If I guessed correctly, your static control ability should be released only after physical contact, right?" Fang Yuan asked.

Han Youwei nodded and replied, "Yes, physical contact is required."

"After the electric current entered my body, my body was paralyzed for 2.1 seconds..." Fang Yuan wrote this data in the notebook.

Han Youwei frowned, showing a puzzled expression, and asked, "Is it only 2.1 seconds? You seemed to be lying on the ground for a long time just now."

"Cough cough..."

Fang Yuan coughed twice and changed the subject: "It's not important, you need to trust my judgment, the paralysis time is 2.1 seconds. However, I don't know if this paralysis time is affected by the target's attributes. If you can control the static electricity By showing it on the body surface, I may be able to give more accurate data."

Han Youwei didn't hesitate, she raised her hand directly, and a ball of static electricity condensed in her palm.

Fang Yuan guided the star power into his eyes, trying to observe the static electricity.

Soon, a property box appeared on the static electricity.

[Static control: The super-energy characteristic of the electric eel from the rift, through body contact, can inject electric current into the target's body, paralyzing the target's body. The paralysis effect depends on the spirit attribute and star power level of both parties. ]

"It turns out that this characteristic is related to spiritual attributes and star power level." Fang Yuan directly concluded.

After discussing the effects of "static control".

Han Youwei looked up at the clock on the wall, got up quickly and said, "It's half past eight, I have to go home, thank you today, see you tomorrow."

Fang Yuan waved goodbye to her and watched her leave the martial arts hall.