This is an ancient legend in the Hans family.
According to legend, a certain ancestor of Hans was also an outstanding wizard. During the training process, he accidentally got separated from his teammates and unfortunately encountered a powerful demon in the forest.
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The ancestors of Hans who fled. Soon he fell into a desperate situation of physical exhaustion. Seeing the sickle-like tail of the monster sweeping towards him, the scarred ancestor Hans knew that the sharp tail could definitely cut him in half. This time, I'm really going to die.
Ancestor Hans with a desperate look on his face. He watched helplessly as the sharp tail of the monster swept towards him, but he could not move at all. His pupils dilated violently, and time seemed to slow down in his eyes.
The sharp tail was less than half a meter away from his neck. At this moment, Hans' ancestor had a flash of inspiration. This was an indescribable inspiration, just like countless people over the past thousands of years. Even though he was hit by an apple, only Newton understood the law of universal gravitation.
The world in his mind, which was originally filled with gray death due to despair, suddenly erupted into boundless white light because of this epiphany at the moment of death.
That's right, partial body teleportation. So that's it.
At this moment, ancestor Hans realized a brand new world.
With a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, he clasped his hands together, his two index fingers and middle fingers coming together to form a thorn shape, and a blazing flame ignited on them. Then, aiming at the big butt that the monster was protruding from, his fingers suddenly disappeared.
Flame bursting fingers!
In the forest, a fierce scream from the monster suddenly echoed high.
"Fire Explosion Finger!".
Facing Ricken's big butt that was constantly swaying coquettishly towards him right in front of him, Hans raised his eyebrows, and his palms instantly closed into a thorn shape, turning into blazing flame fingers, and then disappeared from where they were.
The next moment, over the grassland, Ricken's screams that made people tighten their anus reverberated high.
"Oh oh oh, here it comes, Boss Hans's trick."
With Ricken's screams covering his smoking butt with both hands as a relaxing atmosphere, everyone applauded to express their excitement.
I looked at Ricken who was rolling on the ground caressing his anus, and at Hans who was still holding his hands together like a thorn, and then blowing gently to extinguish the burning flames like a dashing gunman, I really Yes, I don’t know what to say at this time.
Things you can complain about and things you can't complain about. It's all too much.
"Oh? Brother Alsace probably hasn't seen it yet. That's fine, let me explain.
See me looking dumbfounded. Hans coldly flicked Master Kuan's sleeves and was about to come over to explain, but I looked at him with disgust and took a few steps back.
Please respect yourself and wash the smell off your fingers first.
Although the others clapped and applauded, they also looked the same as me.
With a smile, Hans squatted far away, took out water to wash his hands, and explained triumphantly.
"Brother Alsace, you saw the trick just now, right? It's a secret secret that our Hans family has never passed down. It's about local teleportation."
Oh, so it turns out there is such technical content in it? Sorry, I only saw the moment when you two merged. I really didn’t pay attention to the others.
After Hans's confusing explanation of professional terminology, I finally managed to understand what partial body teleportation was. To put it simply, let your limbs teleport out.
This technique sounded pretty cool, but after Hans explained it later, I realized that it was actually not very useful.
In short, this technique is to shorten your shooting time to zero, and you can instantly pass your weapon into the opponent's body, and change it to another world. This technique is undoubtedly very terrifying, but unfortunately this is a dark world. Those monsters will not die because of your seemingly sharp sword.
Only mages can teleport. Therefore, only mages can do partial body teleportation, and mages' physical attacks, I don't need to explain this.
Even ignoring the shortcomings of physical attack power. This technique still has a lot of limitations. For example, the local teleportation distance is limited to the place where the limbs are maximally extended. In other words, you cannot let the teleportation part detach from the body and attack an enemy several meters away, forcibly. If so, the part that teleports out may disappear from this world forever.
It turns out that there is still such a restriction. I originally wanted Hans to teleport his head out to take a look.
Of course, teleport your hand or the weapon in your hand directly into the opponent's body to cause damage. It is also impossible to do it. This is the same reason that a mage cannot use teleportation to embed himself into a wall.
Therefore, to put it bluntly, this teleportation technique can only be used like Hans did just now, combined with his terrifying flame bursting fingers, to make a surprise attack on Ricken who got too close because he was too carried away.
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Of course, it is actually very good to use it to make three hands. For example, the moment you pass by the opponent, you can teleport your palms to the opponent's pocket. However, is it necessary for a mage to do such a dirty thing?
However, I can learn it. It seems that other professions can use wizard teleportation skills. I am the only one. If I use my own skills, such as the double flame fist, to use this kind of local teleportation technique. The enemy will have no way to hide.
However, this kind of thing can only be done once, and two different skills can be used at the same time, and the partial teleportation of the body is an advanced skill, not to mention the double attack, if the skill level is also divided into levels like equipment. Heavy attack is definitely a skill that surpasses the artifact level, and as the simplest double attack among heavy attacks, it is also a dark gold level skill at least.
I want to tie these two different types together. Even the skills of different professions are integrated and displayed at the same time. Do you think I am a hairless genius like Tarasha?
Besides, if you want to use the teleportation technique on part of your body, you must master the teleportation technique, which means that I must hold a magic technique with teleportation skills. Of course, remember other parts of the equipment, and some equipment also come with teleportation skills. , but these equipment are all top-notch, and they have no chance of being where I am now. I can only obtain teleportation skills through the weapon-specific magic staff.
The attack power of the magic skill is extremely low. It is really not worth it for me to give up the attack power of the weapon in order to use this useless skill.
Of course, it’s great if you can learn it. Having so many skills is not overwhelming. Maybe when will I develop practical skills?
That's it. When you get back, you can ask Hans for advice. Now is not the time.
"As for why it's not the right time," this is a good question, "please" Turn to the key person of this technique, my Fried Chicken Leg Paladin, Shili Kensui. "Hello, hello, you dead fly, how dare you do it again and again. Again Three did such an obscene and shameless thing,"
It turns out this is not the first time. Brother Ricken, you... have worked hard.
Ricken covered his anus with one hand and pointed at Hans with the other hand tremblingly. He was so angry that his neat white hair almost stood up straight, taking on the shape of a mutant Super Saiyan.
"Oops, I'm sorry, I just saw an old hen wandering around in front of me, so I stabbed it. I didn't expect that it turned out to be our Mr. Rotten Flesh's butt. Hahahaha, it's really disrespectful, but I have to blame it. Your butts are so close and look so much like chicken butts.”
Hans rubbed the back of his head and said with an obviously silly smile.
By the way, according to Hans' superficial understanding, he poked the old hen after seeing the butt? Is he that interested in the old hen's ass? Can I continue to complain?
"Ah ah ah, you bastard, I must teach you a lesson today!"
Ricken, who clearly heard the ridicule in Hans' words, raised his eyebrows into an inverted figure and stared at Hans fiercely.
"Really? It's not certain who teaches whom."
Hans flipped the burger head coquettishly, and the smell of gunpowder was revealed in his words.
Seeing that the two of them were about to get into a fight, I quickly smoothed things over. Now we are still in the wild, and the battle has ended. Everyone's physical strength is almost exhausted. Who wants to be dragged down by you two guys? I don't care whether you die in the ring when we go back. Please settle down now.
The other team members obviously didn't want to be in such a state of exhaustion. There was still a fight, and they all stepped forward to dissuade them, and the two restaurant rivals were pulled down each other. However, it was obviously Ricken who was hit by Hans's ancestral flame bursting finger and suffered a big loss, so his angry eyes This place is filled with the meaning that I will definitely find it back in the future and you will remember it for me.
The remaining equipment was quickly divided among us, followed by the KFC team. As the price of choosing the golden necklace, some compensation was given to me and the Hanbag team.
I thought for a while and asked the KFC team to give out the number of diamonds they thought was appropriate as compensation. As for the two rival teams, KFC and Hanbage. How to solve this compensation, I really don't want to know.
After an interlude between Ricken and Hans, the spoils sharing meeting finally came to a successful conclusion, and it also announced the successful conclusion of this operation. Ricken, the temporary captain, could finally die... ahem, he retired after having accomplished his mission. .
The next thing seems to be the theme, the celebration of successful actions. but. Except for the war-filled expressions of Hans and Ricken, I detected a hint of danger in the faces of everyone else.
No matter how tired you are. Why are you not interested in the upcoming celebration, and don't show helpless or even fearful expressions? Hey, who can tell me what kind of storm these two idiots Ricken and Hans are brewing?
"It's finally here, the much-anticipated celebration."
Ricken crossed his arms, his burly body like a mountain, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, looking down at Hans from a condescending angle.
"Yes. This time" I will completely defeat you. "
Hans, who had been frozen for thousands of years, was not moved by Rickon's momentum at all. He stretched out his fingers from his broad sleeves and pointed straight at Rickon and said, if the other party turned into a mountain, then he would be a drill, one who could stop the mountain. Drill bit for piercing.
Two powerful auras that refused to give in to each other broke out from the two of them. The fierce collision made people imagine that Ricken was like a roaring green dragon coiled behind him, while Hans stood beside him. A roaring white tiger.
What is going on with this vulgar scene that seems to be entering the final battle of the final chapter? What does it mean to be in the spotlight? I'm not interested at all when I see this scene, you bastard! !
Huh? By the way, when did the two of them put on chef aprons?
After I finish complaining. Only then did we discover the fighting duo. He had already put on an apron specially designed for cooks. On top of his head, he also wore a straight, high-legged white stick that only French bakers would wear.
Is it my imagination? When were the two simple stoves next to them built?
While I was in a daze, the two of them were already on their own stoves, tinkering with each other.
What happened to the momentum just now that was no less than a confrontation between a hundred thousand troops? What kind of divine unfolding is this? Isn't it just like saying that you want to fight monsters but end up going to the river to fish? Do you think you can catch the angel that easily, you bastards?
Forget it, I'm too lazy to complain about these two guys. It feels like these two living treasures are together, but the content of the complaints is simply more than that of Feini's fake girl. This makes me feel uncomfortable.
After taking a look at the others, I found that all of them had dull expressions, looking at the scene in front of them blankly. They must have been used to it, no, they must have been numb.
"what on earth is it?"
I patted the paladin Baal who was relatively eloquent and asked in a low voice.
"The continued battle between two restaurant heirs." Paladin Baal said in a tone without any emotion. He replied stiffly.
"Does it taste bad?"
Seeing his expression, I couldn't help but doubt the cooking skills of the two of them. Although he is the heir to the restaurant. But there is no requirement that they must have good skills. Thinking of the two people, Mr. Carrion and the Dead Fly, calling each other, really made me feel uneasy.
Well, if I have to say it, I should say it's delicious. "
As a result, I got this answer from the mouth of Paladin Baal. If this was a juvenile comic, no one would read this kind of cliché setting that is completely beyond people's imagination.
"Then why does everyone look unhappy?" I became even more curious.
"You will know later. Brother Alsace, I would like to advise you not to come forward and attract their attention later."
After replying with such a piece of advice that I couldn't understand, he shut up and stopped talking.
Then, the divine unfolding finally began.
"finished!!"
The one who let out an angry roar was our KFC Mr. Ricken. After carefully picking up everything in the pot onto the plate with his chopsticks, he raised the plate in his hand high.
I had something to do at work, and I was constantly interrupted at night, so I couldn't calm down to type, so I only had 4,000 updates. Fortunately, tomorrow is Sunday, so 7,000 updates shouldn't be a problem. perhaps,
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