Ultimate Devouring Evolution

Tachibana Ukyo said: "What you learned before was only the first move of sword drawing: Iai. Now, I will teach you the essentials of the remaining two moves."

After hearing this, Zhang Fan quickly calmed down and listened quietly.

"The second move of the sword drawing technique: Yan Hui. Essentials: draw the sword quickly. This move can only be used when the sword is drawn and the cut is done. When jumping backwards, use the sword to draw..."

Tachibana Ukyo demonstrated while talking.

At the same time, some details about Yan Fan were poured into Zhang Fan's mind.

His understanding of Yan Fan reached the level of Tachibana Ukyo in an instant.

"The third trick of the knife drawing technique: fine snow. Essentials: draw the knife faster. Use the limit speed to chop six times in an instant..."

Tachibana Ukyo was talking and demonstrating again.

At the same time, the essentials and details of Xixue's movements were also poured into Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan's understanding of Xixue reached the level of Tachibana Ukyo in an instant.

The more he knew about sword drawing, the more Zhang Fan felt ignorant.

When he drew his sword to kill Xiaocheng before, he still felt that he was very powerful;

But now that he understands all the swords and cuts, he feels that he is still far, far away.

After finishing the explanation and demonstration, Tachibana Ukyo said: "When you have mastered the first move, you can practice the second move, Yanhui. When the second move is perfect, you can practice the third move, Xixue. These moves must be Practice hard. As long as you practice all of them to great success, with these three tricks, you will be able to run rampant in the world."

"Yes!"

Zhang Fan's blood boiled with enthusiasm.

I have learned a peerless magic skill.

"However," Tachibana Ukyo changed the subject, "The future achievements will depend on your efforts."

"The disciple will definitely practice hard and master the knife drawing skill as soon as possible!"

Zhang Fan made a vow.

After so long, he finally regarded Tachibana Ukyo as his master for the first time.

Tachibana Ukyo nodded, and said, "Your talent is the only existence I've ever seen that can match Miyamoto. I hope you will not disappoint this talent."

After speaking, Tachibana Ukyo's body slowly turned into light spots and dissipated into the air.

Zhang Fan's consciousness finally returned to reality.

He didn't take off the goggles right away.

Thinking back to Tachibana Ukyo's words, he secretly clenched his fists.

Regardless of whether I can return to my previous life, I must practice hard in the future.

It took a long time before he took off the goggles.

In the room, another plate of meat was delivered at unknown time.

On the white screen, there are four large characters: lunch time

There are two lines of small characters below: countdown 2 hours 23 minutes 28 seconds

Warm reminder: Please replenish your physical fitness as much as possible before the big fight

Zhang Fan sneered, and kicked the plate out from the gap below.

No matter what the circumstances, it is impossible for him to eat human* flesh.

Look at those clones again.

They were chewing the meat with mouth full of blood with relish, drinking the blood on the plate, while looking at Zhang Fan from time to time and sneering.

In their view, Zhang Fan was just meat on the chopping board, waiting for them to slaughter.

Among other things, Zhang Fan is an outlier when it comes to not eating meat.

It is human nature to weed out the aliens.

So it can be said that now Zhang Fan and that friendly clone have become the public enemies of more than 20 other clones.

And judging from Zhang Fan's situation when he was learning martial arts, he fell down countless times, obviously weaker than that friendly clone.

As such, he became the number one target for all other clone hunts.

In the room ten meters to his right.

The clone drank the blood off the plate and licked it clean.

Finally, he smashed the plate against the wall and cursed: "I only give a small piece of meat each time.

It's so frustrating! "

Another clone said coldly: "What's the hurry, the chaos will start soon, and there will be meat to eat then."

While speaking, his eyes glanced at Zhang Fan.

Obviously, in his eyes, Zhang Fan has become his food.

"He is the closest to me, and none of you should rob me."

The plate-throwing clone glanced at the other clones with a protective gaze.

"Hey, whoever grabs it at that time will own it."

"That's right, whoever grabs it will own it."

"To be fair, how about sharing him and eating them?"

"This proposal is good, I agree!"

...

Zhang Fan two months ago never dreamed that one day he would become food in the eyes of others.

However, Zhang Fan glanced at the Shadow Blade in his left hand: "Want to eat me?" You have to have this ability!

At this time, the friendly clone said to Zhang Fan: "When the countdown is over, don't come out, try to hold on. I'll come and help you. Together, we will be able to defeat them!"

Zhang Fan glanced at the clone and said nothing.

At that time, both of them will become the priority targets of other clones.

Those clones probably wouldn't let the two of them get close.

Time passed by, and all the clones had their own thoughts.

From time to time they say a few words or threats, or words of inducement.

Zhang Fan was too lazy to intrigue with them, so he simply closed his eyes, thinking about drawing his sword over and over again in his mind.

Gradually, as it got closer to the time of the chaos, the entire hall became quieter.

No one has spoken anymore.

"Di——the countdown to the chaos, one minute."

The sound from the room made Zhang Fan open his eyes.

He glanced at the other clones.

I saw most of the clones set their eyes on him.

Their eyes are fiery, like diners who see a waiter approaching with their plates.

"Beep—the countdown to the chaos, thirty seconds."

Some of the clones became nervous, while others were even more excited.

They looked at Zhang Fan even more fieryly.

The friendly clone reminded Zhang Fan: "Don't be nervous, be calm. The more calm you are, the greater your chance of survival."

Zhang Fan just nodded slightly, on the surface, there was no disturbance.

No one should try to read any emotion from his face.

He didn't seem nervous at all, let alone excited.

However, this is actually the preparatory action before drawing the knife.

"The countdown to the chaos is ten seconds."

"Nine……"

"Eight……"

"seven……"

Following the sound, many people's palms were already sweating.

But Zhang Fan was still sitting there cross-legged, looking calm.

"three……"

"two……"

"one!"

Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi -

With a soft sound, the doors of the cylindrical rooms opened to both sides.

The whole world seemed to stand still for a few seconds suddenly.

Everyone was motionless.

A few seconds later, the clone closest to Zhang Fan suddenly let out a roar, and rushed towards Zhang Fan's room with an ax in hand.

Ten meters away, within a second.

"Boy, die for me—"

However, the clone rushed to the door of the room and just picked up the hatchet.

Suddenly, his body was still, motionless.

After a while, his head was strangely separated from his neck and slid to the ground.