MTL - The Police Called Me For The Filing, Revealing Me, A Master-Chapter 2 Fly cards, success!

  Chapter 2 Flying cards, success!

  The card clearly hit the cucumber, and the corners of the paper easily cut into half of it, causing the whole rope to start shaking.

  Success!

  Su Yun watched this scene, and slowly exhaled a foul breath.

  After five days, from being completely ignorant of power-generating skills to now being able to easily cut into cucumbers with a card is already unbelievable to others.

  But for Su Yun, all of this seemed to be a matter of course.

but…

not enough!

  Although the feeling just now made Su Yun obviously feel that he has become stronger, but he has an intuition.

  The power he can cause is far more than that, and he will become stronger.

  He seemed to be able to vaguely see a special road slowly opening in front of his eyes.

  Glanced at the live broadcast room, perhaps because the card can really cut cucumbers, the number of live broadcasters began to increase significantly at this time, from the previous dozen people to thirty directly.

   Not much, but a good start.

   "The anchor is pretending to be cute?"

   "Is this cut?"

   "It's boring, what's the point of cutting cucumbers."

   "It's gone."

The scattered bullet screens obviously became more and more. Su Yun was not angry when he saw this, and said with a smile: "Everyone, I feel a little bit. The power of poker seems to be more than that. Give me a little time, I want to see See how sharp poker cards can be."

   "How sharper can it be?"

   "Anchor, I will give you a reward if you can cut a cucumber."

   "The anchor is gone, do you still think you are a master of martial arts?"

   "..."

  Seeing the barrage, Su Yun smiled faintly without explaining.

   "Today's live broadcast ends here, we will continue tomorrow."

  【You have closed the live broadcast room, the duration of this live broadcast: 3 hours. 】

  【Number of viewers: 37】

  …

  Another five days passed, and now it is the tenth day.

  Su Yun's progress in these five days is not obvious, he seems to be stuck in a kind of bottleneck.

   Now that his poker cards can easily cut cucumbers, Su Yun took out a joke card and flicked it with his fingers.

  Whiz!

  The cards spun wildly in the air, hitting the center of the cucumber like a blade, and the corners were easily cut in, scoring three points in the melon.

   This is the power of skill.

   "I don't need to rely on the strength of my arm, just relying on the explosive power of my fingertips, I can easily achieve the full blow five days ago."

  Su Yun looked at the flying cards and fell into deep thought.

  It might seem like a lot to do, but…

  He takes out a card again, this time with all his strength.

   Whoosh—!

  The cards were shot out at an even more astonishing speed. This time, half of the cards were almost completely submerged in the cucumber, but the whole cucumber still couldn't be cut.

   "Even if I use all my strength, I can only increase some power. This is far from what I expected... What is the problem?"

  Su Yun fell into some bottlenecks, but he was not in a hurry.

  Because, as the number of times he uses playing cards increases, he gradually feels that playing cards are already handy for him.

  It was like an extended arm, as if the moment he picked up a playing card, he could feel how far the card could fly and how powerful it was.

   "Perhaps, it's because I'm too obsessed with new cards."

  Su Yun threw out the last card, looked at the poker all over the floor, and suddenly paused.

  In the past few days, he has been adhering to the principle of using the new and not the old. After using up a deck of cards, he will not use it a second time, because the used cards will become soft and their power will be greatly reduced.

But Su Yun ignored one point. Although the harder new cards are powerful enough and can fly better trajectories, he is no longer the novice ten days ago. progress.

   And soft cards may be the new direction.

   "You can give it a try."

  Thinking of this, Su Yun collected ten decks of cards.

   "Everyone, starting tomorrow, I will come up with some new tricks." After saying this to the live broadcast room, Su Yun closed the live broadcast room.

   Checking the number of people, there are quite a few viewers today, reaching 60 people. Although it is not enough to watch compared to those serious anchors, Su Yun found that he has 10 more followers.

   These are serious fans, even if there are not many, it is enough to make Su Yun happy.

  After turning off the live broadcast, Su Yun will take out an old card and put it in his hand to look at it.

   “It’s a lot softer, but not enough. It’s challenging to get a little softer.”

  Su Yun murmured, and kneaded several decks of cards back and forth for a while, until obvious white marks appeared on the paper, and the decks of cards had completely softened.

   Done!

the eleventh day.

  Su Yun took this soft card and tried to throw a knife, but as he expected, the trajectory of the entire deck of soft cards in the air was uncertain, making it difficult to hit the target.

  But Su Yun was no longer a newcomer at the beginning, and quickly adapted.

   Compared with using hard cards, soft cards are more of a test of skill!

   This kind of card is difficult to fly, and you can feel obvious resistance when throwing it out. This is because the plane of the soft card is no longer smooth, and the air cannot circulate smoothly.

  He needs to find the only support point among the soft cards, using fingers, wrists, and arms as precision crossbows. As long as there is a slight negligence, the flight of the soft cards will fail.

  In order to avoid this situation, Su Yun needs to use the shaking of his wrist at the moment of flying the cards to forcibly straighten the soft cards, so as to achieve the purpose of making the soft cards fly quickly.

  Whiz! blow! blow!

   In the air, I don’t know how many times I failed to fly cards, but there are also a few successes.

  Until the fifty-fourth card, he has been able to easily slice the cucumber with soft cards.

  When the broadcast was down, the number of people in the live broadcast room decreased, and only fifty people watched it.

   Fifteenth day.

  Su Yun's soft cards have gradually become sharper, just like he used hard cards, even this kind of soft cards can gradually cut into cucumbers.

Compared with before, his control over the muscles of the whole body became more obvious. It was a special feeling. Su Yun could feel that the muscles of his entire arm were being precisely controlled by him when flying cards. He could easily Controlling my own hands, from every bone to every muscle, everything seems to become more than capable.

  Day 20...

  Day 25...

  Thirtieth day!

   At this time, there were around 100 people in the live broadcast room.

  Su Yun didn't know how many times he had repeated the cards, and he was even a little numb.

   The cards became more fragile during each flight, and they were recycled by Su Yun again and again. In the past fifteen days, he has not changed the cards once, and the difficulty has more than doubled.

   But, what's wrong?

   "What's wrong?"

  Su Yun looked at the soft card and easily cut the cucumber, but he didn't have the slightest joy.

  To be honest, if he used the hard card now, it would be a breeze to cut off the whole cucumber.

  But Su Yun didn't do that.

  Because he had a premonition that he might break through!

  It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

   "Just relying on the strength of the arm, it is almost impossible to make the power of the playing cards break through the limit. But...why do I have a weird feeling?"

  Su Yun stood on the spot, holding an old card that was full of wrinkles and already pale, trying to mobilize the muscles of his arm to throw it out.

  whiz—

  While his wrist trembled, the cards flew away like arrows, concentrating the cucumbers.

  The whole sling is crumbling.

   "No, that's not it!"

  At this moment, Su Yun suddenly realized something.

  Thirty days of tempering, thirty days of thinking, I don't know how many cards to fly.

  Day after day, the extremely boring training made Su Yun gradually enter a special state.

  He can feel that the pores of his whole body are breathing, his limbs, waist, from muscles to meridians, to cells... the power of each place seems to be linked to form a unique whole.

   How does that feel?

  Su Yun couldn't explain it, and he didn't know it clearly, but he just vaguely noticed that this feeling was very strange and rare.

  He subconsciously took out the last poker card, which was older and more damaged than the previous one, and the card surface was already tattered.

  But he didn't hesitate at all, all the strength in his body was suddenly concentrated at this moment.

  A vague sense of aura climbs from the soles of the feet, down to the waist, and then to the arms. Finally, the strength of the whole body suddenly emerges at this moment, and is transmitted from the fingers to the small card.

  The card was thrown out by Su Yun, like a streamer, instantly cut the remaining half of the cucumber, and then—

  Boom!

  The wooden stake made a muffled sound.

  Everyone in the live broadcast room saw the card that was deeply embedded in the stake.

  (end of this chapter)