When Wu Xingyun returned home in a small aircraft, it was already dark. Wu Xingyun found that the rotation time of the source star coincided with the cosmic time abnormally. He looked down at his watch. The cosmic time: April 6, 2015, 19:00 in the Milky Way calendar.
He asked the worker who sent him to park the spaceship in a special parking lot in the city, and then drove home by himself.
There were very few people in Wu Xingyun's city. While looking at the rapidly reversing street scene outside the car window, he began to think about the new tasks assigned by his superiors.
Every once in a while, send back a video that can express your happy married life.
What kind of video can prove that he and Ye Suikong are relatively close
After arriving home, Wu Xingyun hadn't figured it out yet, he wanted to ask Ye Suicong's opinion, but when he entered the small building, he found that Ye Suicong hadn't come back yet.
Wu Xingyun walked to his room, opened the drawer, turned on the desk lamp, and began to think about this problem.
He sketches on paper.
How can we show the intimacy of both parties
Ye Suikong participated in the construction of his own base? Sit together at a meeting? Passing confidential documents to each other
Wu Xingyun wrote down these items and crossed them out. Some of these items involved the content of the confidentiality manual and could not be shared with Ye Suikong.
Perhaps, arrange a program where the two of you watch a soap opera together
Wu Xingyun crossed it out again, watching soap operas for nothing is a waste of time.
Wu Xingyun pondered for a while, should I take a video of the two getting up
But he immediately thought that although he lived in this small building, he and Ye Suicong didn't live in the same room, and the other party's perception was keen, so it seemed difficult to sneak into the other party's bedside to take videos.
Then, Wu Xingyun deleted all the things he thought about in daily life, such as bathing together, going to the bathroom together, sleeping together, and waking up together, because in the past three months, the two of them seldom did these things together. . He seldom even eats together, and Ye Suikong hardly needs food. He seems to have a very clever way to keep his energy replenished.
He smudged a few sheets of paper, and the last project he kept was: read and study together.
Wu Xingyun threw the pen on the altered paper with some annoyance, and began to feel that this task was more difficult.
He put away his drafts and put them in another drawer, then opened the door and walked out. According to the usual practice, it was time for him to practice at night.
Wu Xingyun took off his uniform and changed into a casual military uniform, then went downstairs, holding a gun, shouting slogans to himself, first ran for five kilometers, and then shot a round at the shooting range he created a few days ago. Fired the gun, and then reviewed a set of fighting punches. Seeing that the time was almost up, I walked back sweating profusely.
When he went back, he found that Ye Suicong still hadn't come back, so he went to take a bath first, and while taking a bath, he thought, if Ye Suicong didn't come back later, should he go to him? After all, the president said that he hopes to have a video sent back today.
Wu Xingyun rubbed all the foam on his head while thinking about this matter. Just as he was turning on the faucet to rinse off the shampoo, he heard the door knocking, it was Ye Suicong who had returned.
He heard Ye Suicong's footsteps going straight up the stairs, as if he was about to go out again after returning to his room to pick up something, so he opened the shower room and shouted at Ye Suicong: "Hey, don't be too busy Go out, I have something to discuss with you later."
Ye Suikong's footsteps stopped, Wu Xingyun hurriedly rushed himself, and came out wearing clean clothes and slippers. The room was relatively large, and there were many more. Wu Xingyun searched around and found Ye Suikong in his room, leaning against his desk, holding a stack of manuscript papers, and looking at them one by one.
Wu Xingyun was a little displeased, and said while walking towards Yeshakong, "Why do you enter other people's rooms casually and rummage through things?"
As he said that, he wanted to snatch the draft from Ye Suikong's hand, but Ye Suikong's nerve reaction speed far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he dodged the snatching by the soldiers with a flash of his hand.
Ye Suikong looked up and down at the newly washed soldier in front of him. There were still drops of water on his hair, and his dark skin was a little red from being steamed by hot water. The air was filled with the smell of shampoo. Although his T-shirt was He was neatly dressed, but it could be seen that he was not serious when wiping his body, and the water left on his arms soaked his T-shirt.
Ye Suikong's mood inexplicably improved at this moment. Although there was no smile on his face, there was a hint of ridicule in his tone: "Didn't you say you won't be back tonight?"
Wu Xingyun stepped forward, tidied up Yeshakong's messy desktop, and said, "The contact time is shorter than I thought. Besides, I have received a new mission, so I have to come back. What about you? You can't say it gone?"
Ye Suicong said: "I forgot something, I came back to get it." As he said, he wanted to sit on the bed, but Wu Xingyun stopped him.
Wu Xingyun pulled out the chair and said, "Usually don't sit on the bed, sit on the chair."
Ye Suikong didn't care much. He sat on the chair and raised his eyebrows: "Usually you let me be the bench, why did you suddenly become so good today? Do you want to ask me for something?" He raised his eyebrows as he spoke. The stack of papers in hand.
Wu Xingyun himself found a bench from under the bed, sat on it, and said, "Well... there is something I really need to discuss with you, and I can't make it clear for a while, let's go to the conference room on the third floor to discuss it."
Ye Suikong laughed loudly: "I used to be the only one in this house, but now it's the two of us. It's still the conference room on the third floor. No one has entered it for hundreds of years! Let's talk about it here. Wait, let me Let's see what kind of mess you wrote..."
Ye Suikong could easily make out the writings that were not completely blacked out.
"Dining with Ye Suikong... attending a meeting... spreading out together... um... taking a bath together? Together... getting up?" Ye Suikong read one by one, and paused in the middle of the reading, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, With a hint of ridicule in his eyes, he looked at Wu Xingyun, who was much shorter than him because he was sitting on the bench. The guy's eyes were extremely bright, and he was staring at him without blinking, as if he was expecting something.
Ye Suikong said: "These proposals are very good, why did you cross them out?"
As he said, he leaned back slightly and leaned on the back of the chair: "This is yours, is it your honeymoon plan?"
Wu Xingyun quickly shook his head and said, "No, it's... well, I crossed it out because I thought you probably wouldn't agree, and it's not necessary. The thing is like this..."
Wu Xingyun quickly explained the ins and outs of the whole matter. In the end, he was afraid that Ye Suikong would not agree, and added: "Actually, I thought about it. This kind of propaganda is also beneficial to the mutants. After all, you You also really want to maintain peace, don’t you? The situation on both sides is stable, which is the best... "
Ye Suikong remained silent, Wu Xingyun said: "If you don't object, then I'll start filming. The leader asked me to send back a video tonight, and I won't disturb you for a long time." He said Said, while taking out the small video camera brought back from the base from the cabinet, and extended an invitation to Ye Suikong: "We can go to the balcony first and shoot a video of reading together."
Ye Suikong curled his lips: "What's so good about reading?"
Wu Xingyun pondered: "Then... eat? But you seldom eat..." Before he finished his sentence, he was hugged horizontally by Ye Suikong who stood up, and the tip of Ye Suikong's nose moved towards Wu Xingyun's face: " Idiot! To show that you and I have a good relationship, it is natural... a bed photo!"
After finishing speaking, Ye Suikong ignored Wu Xingyun's objection and half-carried him into his bedroom.
This is also the place where Wu Xingyun lived on the day of his wedding. After that, Wu Xingyun never came in. When he was dragged in again tonight, he was taken aback.
All the mattresses and quilts are still bright red, there is still the word "囍" on the wall, and the photos taken on the wedding day hang above the bed, nothing has changed.
The moment Wu Xingyun was stunned at the door, Ye Suikong pushed behind him, and Wu Xingyun fell down on the big and soft bed.
Ye Suikong immediately pressed up, snatched the small video camera from Wu Xingyun's hand, pressed the camera button, put it on the bedside, and started pulling the buttons of his shirt.
Wu Xingyun was terrified, and explained in a crying voice: "That kind of video cannot be filmed. The federal government has strict controls on the pornography industry. I will be punished!"
Ye Suikong couldn't hold back, and laughed loudly. He grabbed the arm of the soldier who was trying to run away, pulled him back to the bed, and held him in his arms, with an extremely gentle voice: "Don't worry, I don't want my man Be seen by the whole universe! It's just a little more intimate, and I will never let you show off... "
Wu Xingyun groaned, and he gave up his resistance a little nervously. Ye Suikong lowered his head and kissed his short, thick hair. Wu Xingyun's movements became even more rigid, almost comparable to a zombie.
Ye Suikong said: "Be happy, do you want to discredit the federal government and let everyone know that you were forced?"
Wu Xingyun could only show a stiff smile.
The video went back and forth, and it was unsatisfactory after several shots. It was either similar to a pornographic film, or it was too rigid. Once, the tent set up by the night broken sky was shot, which was too indecent.
In the end, Ye Suikong and Wu Xingyun were sitting together in the study room, both dressed neatly and reading the same book together, Ye Suikong's head was very close to Wu Xingyun's, both of them had smiles on their faces, the background The music is an ancient song - "Auld Lang Syne".
This night was a good start for the mission, at least Wu Xingyun thought so. After he had been busy for most of the night and sent this video to the contact station, he returned to his room. Wu Xingyun lay on the bed and thought about it Ye Suikong's promise: Don't worry, I will cooperate with you and complete your task.
"This is a good start... I hope... everything will go well!" Wu Xingyun thought silently, and soon fell asleep.
The next morning, Ye Suicong didn't act on his own as usual, but was waiting for Wu Xingyun to wake up, and after Wu Xingyun had breakfast, Ye Suicong took him to set off to visit the residents. Another mutant in the city.
I heard that this mutant is called David Peng. He was a photographer before the Great Nirvana. He made movies for a certain famous director. His shooting is much better than Wu Xingyun's amateur level.
The two didn't find him at David Peng's house, so they went to the base to get a small aircraft to search around the world.
Three hours later, they looked for a dense beam of light on the other side of the source star.
Swish! Swish! Wu Xingyun was still far away, and he saw the red light beams in the distant desert. Those red light beams are as dense as a spider web, constantly spreading outward, and the visual killing range is at least 50,000 meters.
Wu Xingyun is very familiar with that kind of red light beam. The training of junior soldiers he once trained to cross the optical network was composed of this kind of light beam.
When Wu Xingyun was on the battlefield for the first time, he had seen the power of this kind of beam. It was more terrifying than conventional laser weapons. The combat uniforms of ordinary soldiers could not resist it at all, and they would be burned if they touched it.
Wu Xingyun was able to pass through these optical networks relatively easily before, but now, when he saw these optical networks again during the non-war period, he felt that these optical networks were denser, and the speed of change was faster. Longer and more terrifying than those encountered by the Federation.
Wu Xingyun asked: "Is that your new weapon? It looks like it has been upgraded again."
The corner of Ye Suikong's mouth hooked slightly: "That's David Peng practicing martial arts."
Wu Xingyun was surprised from ear to ear. Although he has been trained to fight against mutants since he joined the army, people born in the same batch as Wu Xingyun, most of the time their opponents are ordinary people who have joined the Night Demon Army. He rarely There are times when you really face mutants.
"He has practiced the Nine Layer Thunder Saber. These red beams are not new laser weapons, but his saber light." Ye Suikong explained patiently from the side, he liked to see Wu Xingyun's expression very intuitively, this Xiaobing is not very good at hiding his thoughts, his emotions are basically written on his face.
Wu Xingyun said: "Then... It seems that we can't get close. Combat uniforms are required to travel through this kind of optical network... Oops, I didn't bring a combat uniform either."
As he spoke, he parked the aircraft on the ground.
After the aircraft landed on the ground, although the surrounding area was still wild, those beams could no longer be seen. It was not because David Peng stopped practicing, but because of the spherical tangent, those beams occasionally flew high above Wu Xingyun's head.
Ye Suikong didn't care much, he sat cross-legged, and a moment later, a blue translucent wall appeared in front of him.
Wu Xingyun hurriedly took out his data tester, and found that there was a strong electromagnetic wave activity centered on the broken night sky.
After a while, the red light beams that occasionally flew by disappeared, and Ye Suicong stood up, patted the dust on his body, and said, "He knows I'm coming, let's go, we need to hurry up."
The two entered the aircraft again, started the aircraft, and flew towards a huge whirlpool in the center of the desert.
Five minutes later, Wu Xingyun could clearly see the photographer standing in the center of the whirlpool.
The man didn't look like an artist at all. He was wearing black shorts, his upper body was naked, his muscles were tangled, and he was holding a scarlet giant knife in his hand, standing just like that in the Gobi desert.
There are some fist-sized stones in the distance, but around him, there are no longer any boulders, not even sand, just some fine dust, presumably because his knife light is terrible, and the sand is also covered by this continuous The light of the knife was divided into fine powder.
Wu Xingyun parked the aircraft in the desert a kilometer away, walked off the aircraft with Ye Suikong, and then saw David Peng galloping towards him with a big knife in the distance.
When they got close, Wu Xingyun saw that Peng Dawei's face was full of flesh, with a scar on his face extending from his forehead to his chest. His appearance was hideous and terrifying. He was extremely tall and tall, a head taller than Ye Suikong. He ran When I was breathing, the lumpy muscles swelled up one after another, and there were blue veins beating on them.
David Peng quickly ran up to the two of them, first bowed to Ye Suikong, and then called out respectfully: "Good morning, leader!"
Ye Suikong's attitude was very casual, he didn't return the salute, nor did he say hello to him, but pulled Wu Xingyun who was beside him, his voice was relatively indifferent: "Sister-in-law!"
David Peng was taken aback for a moment, then immediately bowed: "Hello, sister-in-law!"
Wu Xingyun muttered in a low voice: "I... am a man..."
Ye Suikong and Peng Dawei could clearly hear even the muttering in a low voice. Peng Dawei immediately changed his words and bowed again: "I'm sorry... then... let me call you Brother Wu."
Wu Xingyun felt very awkward when he saw the big man who was two heads taller than him bowing to him and shouting "Brother Wu" one after another. Especially after seeing the huge red handle in David Peng's hand, this feeling became even stronger.
I don't know how many comrades in arms died under the light of this knife, and countless warships of the Federation were also torn apart by this knife.
The Federation always thought that this kind of optical network was the Federation's technology stolen by mutants and modified, but until this time, Wu Xingyun was the first person alive to know that this kind of optical network was Daoguang.
Although Wu Xingyun didn't back away, there was unavoidably a trace of fear in his heart—he wasn't wearing a combat uniform.
Ye Suikong looked back at Wu Xingyun, and felt very keenly that Wu Xingyun didn't like the weapon in Peng Dawei's hands, so he said to Peng Dawei: "Throw away the things in your hand, don't practice martial arts again in these two days!"
David Peng immediately threw the knife in his hand thousands of meters away. The knife slashed across the air, and the trajectory of the blade's movement drew a red arc of light. The surrounding air was burned by this arc of light and slightly distorted.
David Peng lost half of his saber, and only heard the second half of Ye Suikong's words. He was a little puzzled, and said, "Why? I just broke through the sixth level of the Nine-Layer Thunder Saber, and practicing now is the reason why I can soar. When the skills..."
Ye Suikong glanced at David Peng casually, and David Peng immediately shut up: "Everything is up to you, sir."
Ye Suikong nodded and said: "I recently wanted to take some videos with Xingyun as a souvenir, but I couldn't find a suitable photographer. On this star, there is no one more suitable than you. You take one day a week Come to shoot, and arrange the rest of the time as you like."
After finishing speaking, Ye Suikong looked around, his voice was still very calm: "I remember I once said that to practice martial arts, go to a special place for practicing martial arts, and no one is allowed to practice martial arts in the wild, so as not to make a mess here. Wait You will go to Liu Meng to receive the punishment yourself, don't let me do it myself."
Ye Suikong spoke in a very calm voice and didn't seem angry, but David Peng was already sweating on his forehead, and he nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, sir, I won't dare to violate the rules again, I will definitely help you take pictures... And Brother Wu... both shot very well."
Ye Suikong hummed, and after giving Peng Dawei a few more instructions, he and Wu Xingyun returned to the spaceship again. Before leaving, he threw Wu Xingyun's timer to Peng Dawei: "After three days, at seven o'clock in the morning, clean up and come to my house. be late."
On the way back, Wu Xingyun couldn't help asking: "I heard... that when you are at your best, you can even burst out the energy of a gamma ray burst... Is it true? Are you stronger than that David Peng just now? "
Ye Suikong didn't answer this question, but turned to look at Wu Xingyun.
Wu Xingyun felt that something was wrong, he saw Ye Suikong's dark eyes with a trace of sullenness.
Gradually, that sullenness turned into regret: "If there wasn't a ghost lock soldier who was very good at lurking and shot me, we mutants would have won the battle."
Wu Xingyun bowed his head, he was very worried that Ye Suikong would turn over old scores at this time, and he would inevitably die with honor.
Although sacrifice is very honorable, Wu Xingyun doesn't really want to be honorable in this situation.
Ye Suikong's lips slowly approached Wu Xingyun's ear, and he breathed out warm breath on his neck: "But if that's the case, you won't marry me. So, this ending is not bad..."
Wu Xingyun inexplicably felt his heart beating faster, and he silently thought: A guy like Ye Suikong, who must take revenge, will definitely catch himself after he completely occupies the Federation. At that time, when he saw that he looked like his old lover, maybe he would make himself into a confinement or something, it was even worse, but the current situation is better.
Seeing Wu Xingyun's embarrassment, Ye Suikong was in an unusually good mood. He laughed softly, and put his hand on Wu Xingyun's shoulder who was flying the spaceship: "Actually, I think the most intimate thing between the two is the bridal chamber. You Has the leader instructed you to please me in bed to maintain the relationship between the two parties?"
Wu Xingyun's whole person began to feel bad, he gave Ye Suicong a vicious look, Ye Suicong laughed loudly, and seemed to be in a happier mood.
At night, Ye Suikong didn't go about his own business as usual, but changed into a sportswear to run with Wu Xingyun and watch him shoot.
Wu Xingyun was sweating profusely, while Ye Suikong was very relaxed. Only after seeing Wu Xingyun's precise marksmanship in the night did he sigh: "The shooting is very good!"
Wu Xingyun hummed: "I am a ghost lock soldier, and my shooting performance and latent ability rank high in the entire army."
Ye Suikong smiled, and he handed the water glass he had prepared to Wu Xingyun: "Be tired, drink some water."
Wu Xingyun drank all the water in one gulp, and then continued to practice. Ye Suikong was watching from the sidelines, gunshots continued all around, and even though there was only one soldier in combat uniform, he was still training harshly.
Soon, Wu Xingyun's shooting training also ended, and he began to enter the training of pounce and fighting.
In the training place, Wu Xingyun chose an empty lawn, and he could only play some routines. He was usually alone, but now that Ye Suikong was watching beside him, Wu Xingyun felt uncomfortable all over.
Especially after Ye Suikong questioned this method, Wu Xingyun felt even more uncomfortable.
"What's the point of the federal army training these? Can you still fight with me one-on-one?"
This sentence greatly disturbed Wu Xingyun, and Wu Xingyun also began to feel that this training was meaningless, and the movements became worse and worse, and he couldn't bear to look directly at him.
Ye Suikong looked at the hard-working but futile little soldier under the street lamp in his spare time, and suddenly asked, "Do you want me to teach you two tricks?"
"Ah?" Wu Xingyun stopped his increasingly deteriorating boxing routine and said, "You... teach me? No matter how hard I try, I can't be as good as you. I can smash bricks at most with one palm, you... I've heard them say that you can tear apart a battleship with your bare hands..."
Ye Suikong smiled helplessly: "Who spread these rumors? Even if I have the power, it's not necessary. It's faster to chop with a knife."
Wu Xingyun let out a groan, and he glanced at Ye Suikong timidly. The man in front of him was indeed a little taller than himself, he looked a little better, and there was nothing special about him.
Wu Xingyun said: "They all said that the previous interstellar marshal was suffocated to death after you tore apart the battleship while sitting in the command ship..."
Ye Suikong stroked his forehead helplessly: "What a mess of rumors, I remember that your federation has a battle report, isn't he sentenced to exile in the marginal galaxy because he was unfavorable in the battle and suspected of colluding with me, and finally the spaceship died in a meteorite rain? "
Wu Xingyun hummed in a low voice, stopped talking, and stood on the ground a little helplessly.
Ye Suikong stepped forward and stood beside him: "War is not a child's play, killing is a common thing... I have killed many people in the Federation, even most of them are soldiers like you, and they have nothing. You know how to join the army, and after a short training, you will be put into a cruel battlefield..." When he said this, Ye Suikong saw that Wu Xingyun's eye circles were a little red, and the eyes of the person in front of him were filled with anger, and his fists were clenched involuntarily .
Ye Suikong reached out, grabbed Wu Xingyun's fist, pulled his fingers away, held his hand in his hand, and said calmly, "But the Federation has also killed many of us. We mutants are infertile, unable to reproduce. , From nearly 100,000 people at the beginning, to now, the number of mutants in the entire galaxy is less than 1,000. We have lived together for thousands of years, and we all know each other. Many of them are hundreds or thousands of years old Old friends, for every death, there will be one less. The Federation has tens of millions of people, and everyone has family friends. But we only have war and killing, and nothing else."
Wu Xingyun pulled his hand out of Ye Suikong's, and stared at Ye Suikong: "I won't sympathize with you!"
Ye Suikong smiled: "I'm not saying this to win your sympathy. Besides, to be honest, your sympathy is of no use to me at all."
Wu Xingyun pursed his lips tightly. He felt that the man in front of him, behind his usual lazy smile, had a heart that he didn't want to know at all.
Ye Suikong stretched out his hand again and took Wu Xingyun's hand: "I said this just to tell you that it is meaningless to talk about kindness, integrity, blood, cruelty, etc. in war, just like you, you just now Those tricks are not for strengthening the body, but for killing, have you thought about these when you are practicing killing skills?"
Wu Xingyun didn't speak anymore, and Ye Suikong's voice was a little low; "Don't mention the things about the war, okay? In your heart, those things may be just legends, history, and textbooks. But in my heart, they are my memories , some... very unpleasant memories."
Wu Xingyun hummed lightly, and he decided not to discuss these topics with Ye Suikong in the future, although this decision was a bit self-deceiving; as a soldier, although he was not afraid of death and sacrifice, he didn't like killing and war.
Ye Suikong slowly raised Wu Xingyun's hand, brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly: "I don't want to fight anymore, especially with you by my side, I just hope that I can live like this , live in peace forever, and live peacefully. It doesn’t matter if there is no future, no hope, as long as you are by my side is enough.”
At this moment, Wu Xingyun's heart seemed to be knocked down by something, and he looked at the man in front of him with some confusion. This man almost made everyone tremble, and his name was enough to make people shudder. Ye Suikong, who was wearing casual clothes, had gentle eyes and a low-pitched tone of voice, every word he said could penetrate Wu Xingyun's heart.
"But...but I won't be with you forever. I will die earlier than you..." Wu Xingyun felt that he had to remind the person in front of him. The eternity of the other party and the eternity of oneself will not have the same meaning.
Ye Suikong nodded: "Yes, I will... still live, always live..." When he said this, he slowly let go of Wu Xingyun's hand, put his hands in his trouser pockets, turned and left , the figure was pulled out by the street lamp for a long shadow, looking extremely lonely.
Wu Xingyun was also standing under the streetlight, looking at the back that was getting further and further away, he felt that there were some things he shouldn't have said.
Regardless of whether Ye Suikong's words just now were true or not, Wu Xingyun believed it, because at that moment, Wu Xingyun felt that he could feel the other party's mood, and he believed that those words were Ye Suikong's sincere words, and they might never There will be a day of peace that both sides look forward to, but at least Ye Suikong once thought about it this way, and thought about it sincerely.
Wu Xingyun immediately ran towards the lonely figure, and then stopped beside him. Ye Suikong turned his head and smiled at him.
Wu Xingyun didn't say anything, and he was actually not very good at talking, so he returned a smile to Ye Suikong.
Then Ye Suikong stretched out his hand, put his arms around Wu Xingyun's shoulder, and patted on it: "You didn't choose a good place to practice martial arts. I'll take you to a good place. You will definitely like it there."
Wu Xingyun nodded: "Okay."
Half an hour later, the two stopped in a huge stadium in the city center.
Different from other gymnasiums, the central square here is enclosed in six directions, and the surrounding walls are filled with faint blue light, showing a translucent appearance.
Ye Suikong and Wu Xingyun stood in the center of the square. The square was two kilometers in diameter, and it was extremely wide.
Ye Suikong said: "This is where we usually practice martial arts. The surrounding walls are infused with my own energy. The defense is very strong. Except for me, no one else on this planet can destroy it. Here, you Without any interference, you can completely calm down and experience the essence of martial arts."
Wu Xingyun scratched his head: "What martial arts?"
Ye Suikong smiled: "To do everything, you need to be calm. Concentration is the most important skill. When you are shooting, you are very focused, but when you are practicing those pounces and fighting, you are much worse. Although the movements are very standard, they have no soul. Your training is completely composed of boring and fearless. It is all supported by will, and you can't experience the fun at all. I feel tired watching it from the sidelines. I just wanted to teach you."
Wu Xingyun immediately expressed that he was willing to accept criticism. He knew very well that the most important reason why Ye Suicong was able to become the leader of the mutants and was called a night demon was that he had extraordinary force and was invincible. In the initial stage of the battle between the two sides, Ye Suikong didn't know any strategy and military knowledge, and won the victory entirely by personal bravery. In terms of martial arts fighting, he can be said to be the first person in the galaxy.
But everyone believes that the reason why Ye Suicong is so powerful is entirely because of his body mutation. Hearing what he said today, Wu Xingyun felt that what those people said was not entirely true. Ye Suikong is very powerful, not only Not only because he is a mutant, but probably more because of his understanding and understanding of Wu.
"Actually, I have never been very optimistic about the Federation's military training. Do you know why?" Ye Suikong pulled Wu Xingyun and sat in the empty square, looking very patient.
Wu Xingyun listened attentively.
"Because their training is not to strengthen the human body at all, it is just to train a large number of cheap soldiers in a short period of time, and use human sea tactics to fight us on the battlefield. I have studied that after the soldiers of the Federation retire, most of them There will be all kinds of physical problems, and there are a lot of veterans, even if they are not injured, they will not be able to fight in their 40s, right?"
Wu Xingyun had to admit that the Federation's research on Yeshakukong was relatively in-depth, and Yeshakukong also had an equally in-depth understanding of the Federation.
As expected, the person who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy.
In the following time, Ye Suikong was teaching Wu Xingyun how to punch, how to be lucky, and how to better display the power of his moves.
In the empty square, a blue halo slowly flowed, and the light blue light illuminated the two of them.
Sometimes Ye Suikong would act as a human sandbag for Wu Xingyun to practice. The two sometimes quarreled and sometimes laughed, but most of the time, it was the sound of clapping.
I don't know how long it took, but Wu Xingyun finally successfully completed a set of martial arts commonly used in the army.
Usually he would only feel tired, but today, in addition to being physically tired, he also felt refreshed physically and mentally.
Ye Suikong handed Wu Xingyun's jacket to him, and said, "Let's go, it's getting late, go back and rest. Don't forget that you have to record a video for the Federation tomorrow."
Wu Xingyun put on his own clothes, followed Ye Suikong and walked out, saying as he walked, "What you just said to me and what you taught me, can I...can you report it to the Federation?"
Ye Suikong didn't care much: "Whatever you want, anyway, the Federation will not adopt your suggestion." Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something interesting, and laughed again.
Wu Xingyun was a little puzzled. He asked Ye Suicong what he was laughing at, but Ye Suicong just laughed and didn't answer the question. Not only that, Ye Suicong laughed louder and louder, and finally there was an irreversible trend.
Ye Suikong just laughed like this all the way, until the two returned to the small building, he was still smiling.
Wu Xingyun couldn't bear it any longer. He asked through the glass door while taking a shower, "You've been laughing, why are you laughing? You can't just laugh like this all night, right?"
Ye Suikong suppressed a smile: "I was thinking, you have to report everything to the federation, if we do that in the future, will you stop halfway and say 'um... ah... I want... ah... write A report... um... don't... how to write a thick and long... ah...'."
With a bang, the door of the shower room was pulled open. Wearing a wet T-shirt and staring at the foam on his head, Wu Xingyun came to Ye Suicong who was smiling happily, and punched Ye Suicong with a serious expression. There was soap on his face and fists.
The laughter finally stopped.
Wu Xingyun returned to the shower room to continue taking a bath, the water was rushing, he felt the happiest thing today was that the punch just now was firm and ruthless, and the speed of the punch was almost perfect. It seems that under the guidance of Ye Suikong, His martial arts have indeed improved.