After Chen Sinan, Zhao Dongxi and Yu Yitian rolled back to the armory with injuries, Chen Sinan couldn't bear the anger of being beaten. He ran directly to the heavy armor camp to find his cousin Cao Qinggong and cry.
Cao Qinggong is one of the deputy commanders of the heavy armor battalion, and he is also a leader of the younger generation in the barbarian-suppressing army. There is a saying that "wherever the Qingyi sword passes, all the barbarian generals will bow down", which shows how powerful Cao Qinggong is.
Cao Qinggong is only about 28 years old. He has the strength of a senior general and is one of the young marshal candidates. His father is a lieutenant general in the Suppressing Barbarian Army. It is for this reason that Chen Sinan can be in the arsenal. Such a lucrative job is what he relies on to be arrogant and domineering.
Cao Qinggong was dressed in green clothes, with a jade face like a crown, a slender figure, and a scholarly and elegant look. He was an image that was extremely popular among boudoir women.
Chen Sinan cried and cried: "Cousin, look at my cousin's face. He was beaten into a pig's head. You must avenge this revenge for me. Those three damn recruits actually took my hand in the soldier's pit." The incomplete royal soldier who was found threatened to kill me. If we hadn't still had some fighting strength, I'm afraid he would have died there. Cousin, you must make the decision for me."
After hearing the cry of his cousin Chen Sinan, Cao Qinggong just said lightly: "Can the new recruits of the Death Army make you suffer? And the incomplete king soldiers are not fake? You threw them out of the soldier pit. Some of the junk items were picked up by others who died in battle, where did they really get lost?"
How could Cao Qinggong not understand his cousin's virtue? Eight out of ten of his words were false, but who said that Chen Sinan was his aunt's son? Follow him and do whatever you want.
"It's absolutely true. There were a few guys from the Death Legion who tried to take the opportunity to snatch weapons, but they were directly killed. The incomplete royal soldiers were so powerful!" Chen Sinan said seriously.
"Who owns the weapons in the military pit? This is a military rule!" Cao Qinggong sighed softly with his eyes narrowed.
Chen Simon said anxiously: "But just let them bully me?"
"Okay, I will have people follow up on this matter later. If possible, I will capture them and let you vent your anger, but this will not happen again!" Cao Qinggong said.
"This is my good cousin!" Chen Sinan responded with satisfaction.
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In addition to Cao Qinggong's concern about this matter, many people in the Death Legion are also interested in Shouhou's broken stick, among which the tenth-ranked "Stick Demon Hongwu Duan" is the most interested.
Hongwu Duan is known as the stick demon. He has practiced a high-level soldier-level stick technique to a perfect stage. Even ordinary general skills cannot suppress him. He is extremely obsessed with stick skills. How could he not be jealous when Gu was born
The Stick Demon is a tall, thin man with a pointed face. He wears a hood and has a feminine look in his eyes. He carries a seven-foot-long stick on his back and has more than 300 people under his command. He usually carries these three sticks. More than a hundred people went to charge and kill the enemy. Not long ago, he was seriously injured by the enemy while trying to kill a barbarian general, so he has been recuperating in the camp and has not gone out to fight again.
Now, he had received the news about the broken stick, and some of his men were killed fighting for the broken stick. He had reason to seek justice.
"Does this good-for-nothing Li Dazui have a few subordinates? Those who became his subordinates are all dead!" The stick demon muttered while biting a piece of weed.
Stick Yaojiao did not immediately set off to take people to find trouble for Li Dazui and the others. He would do it after everyone left the camp.
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At night, Yang Wu, Shouhou and Xu Xiaoqiang all meditated and practiced near Li Dazui. They knew that Li Dazui had a vicious reputation and no one dared to provoke him easily.
Yang Wu got two more weapons from Xiaohei, one was a half-length whip, and the other was an inconspicuous iron sword.
The whip was very beautifully made, but unfortunately after half of it was broken, it was no longer possible to use the power of the whip, so it was abandoned.
The iron sword is ordinary, just like an ordinary weapon. It has no aura or momentum. The blade is also very slow, as if it has not been completely opened, and there are no other fancy carvings. Anyone who looks at it is confused. There is no desire to accept it.
Xiao Hei gave him these two weapons. He was very confused in his heart, but he did not throw them away. He had already seen Xiao Hei's spirituality, and these weapons should still have some use.
Yang Wu used his long whip as a belt and tied it directly around his waist. He said with great satisfaction: "Xiao Hei, do you think he is handsome? After I get rid of my prison slave status and regain my title, I don't know how many girls will be there for me." I'm so impressed, I'll find you a beautiful little bitch to be your wife when the time comes."
Xiao Hei rolled his eyes at Yang Wu, as if to say: "You're shameless."
Yang Wu ignored Xiao Hei's eyes. He grabbed the ordinary iron sword, swung it a few times and said, "Other than being heavier, this iron sword doesn't seem to have much power, but Xiao Hei, you got it, I believe it must be If there is no other use for it, I will carry it behind my back, and I will practice a swordsmanship later and let it force the edge of the epee!"
Finally, Yang Wu picked up the three-pronged gun that was about to break, and moved it directly on the spot, performing the Heavy Rain Spear Technique.
As Yang Wu's movements progressed, he felt that the three-pronged gun in his hand seemed to be integrated with him, and he was quite comfortable in using it.
This feeling was something he had never experienced before, whether at home or in the mountain prison. It was as if this weapon was tailor-made for him, and it was very suitable.
Not only that, he also found that there was a trace of rays of light floating in the cracks of the three-pronged gun. This ray of light had little to do with his profound energy, because he did not use the mysterious energy to practice his moves, he was just practicing his moves and his mind.
There are four stages of combat skills, namely subtlety, proficiency, great achievement and perfection, but there is also an artistic conception that goes beyond the scope of combat skills, and this artistic conception is called "gun intention", "sword intention", "sword intention"...
The artistic conception is a very mysterious realm, which can be called a transcendent realm. As long as the soldiers are in hand, even the most ordinary combat skills can exert unimaginable power as long as there is a transcendent artistic conception.
Now, Yang Wu has not reached that point, but he is looking for it, and this three-pronged gun allows him to vaguely capture that "meaning" feeling. This has a lot to do with the three-pronged gun being handy.
If you can't play with the soldiers in your hand, it will not only affect the performance of your combat skills, but also make it impossible to comprehend the transcendent artistic conception.
Yang Wu stopped for a moment and caressed the three-pronged gun, and said to himself regretfully: "This three-pronged gun is really suitable for me to use, but why is it so damaged?"
Yang Wu didn't think much about it. The situation now is much better than when he was in the mountain prison. The most important thing now is to continue practicing and increase his strength.
The next day, Yang Wu saw that Li Dazui set off to kill Barbarian without asking, and Shouhou and Xu Xiaoqiang still needed time to recover from their injuries, so he greeted them and went to the Battle Skill Monument together.
The Combat Skill Monument is a combat skill prescribed to all soldiers by the Suppressing Barbarian Army. There are seven combat skills in total. Each combat skill has a different level. It is said that there is also a combat skill left by the Death War King, which can only There are very few people who understand.
This combat skills monument is different from the military pit. The military pit is a real pit, while the combat skills monument is a treasure. It is placed in the middle of the entire military camp for everyone to refer to and understand.
Yang Wu, Shou Hou and Xu Xiaoqiang are not afraid of being retaliated by others. Anyway, they have already beaten Li Dazui's name. If someone comes to trouble them, they must first think about whether they can withstand Li Dazui's revenge.
In the military camp, there are a mountain of military orders and military regulations. Except for the Death Legion, there are no such rules, but other military camps have these rules. Absolutely no one dares to cause trouble in front of the battle skill monument. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!
No one dares to do anything openly, unless they are on the territory of the Death Army.
Therefore, when Yang Wu, Shouhou and Xu Xiaoqiang appeared in front of the combat skill monument, those who secretly wanted to snatch the broken stick from Shouhou did not dare to do it. They just secretly noted their appearance and looked for them later. Chance.
"There are at least eight waves of people who are eyeing us along the way!" Yang Wu said softly to Shouhou and Xu Xiaoqiang.
"Brother, it's okay. Broken Stick has recognized me as his master. They can't take it away." Thin Monkey said with a smile.
"That's good!" Yang Wu nodded with satisfaction.
Xu Xiaoqiang felt a little uncomfortable: "Soldiers are just external objects. Only strength is the basis for reliance. Today I will definitely learn combat skills and improve my combat power."
"I know you are jealous!" Thin Monkey said to Xu Xiaoqiang sideways.
"Fart, it's just a broken stick, what should I be jealous of?" Xu Xiaoqiang retorted.
"You are just jealous!" Shouhou said again.
Xu Xiaoqiang had nothing to say. He vowed to master a combat skill today and suppress the thin monkey's arrogant appearance.
There were many people surrounding the combat skills monument, and everyone came here to learn about combat skills.
There are seven combat skill monuments here, each about two feet high and five feet wide. They stand here respectively. They are exposed to wind and rain every day and have been polished to a smooth and dazzling appearance.
"There are so many people!" Yang Wu couldn't help but sigh.
"Of course, I heard that there are skills left by the Death War King here. Whoever can understand them can kill a path to death like the Death War King!" Xu Xiaoqiang said from the sidelines.
"The lonely stone tablet over there seems to be the combat skills left by the Death War King." Thin Monkey pointed at an inconspicuous stone tablet in one direction and said.
In fact, he didn't know if it was about that, or if he was deliberately trying to pick it up with Xu Xiaoqiang.
"It's a joke. How can no one understand the combat skills left by the Death War King? I'm afraid it's just a military skill, so no one cares about it." Xu Xiaoqiang responded.
Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, a passing soldier said: "You are wrong, that is really the battle skill monument left by the Death War King."
Xu Xiaoqiang was completely dumbfounded at this time.
Shouhou didn't laugh because he guessed correctly. Just like Yang Wu, his head was full of question marks.
"Why is there no one in front of the Death War King's combat skill monument that understands it?"