Star Chart’s Edge

Chapter 136: I'll make you super awesome!

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Since entering the dormant warehouse, Fang Mobei and Heilong have been isolated from the world. For them, sleeping for more than three hundred years is like a long and dreamless sleep. After waking up, their heads are still a little groggy. It even caused an indirect memory shortage.

There was no major mental or sensory discomfort, but they were extremely uncomfortable physically. After all, they had been sleeping for more than three hundred years. When they woke up, they felt that their bodies were like tractors without any maintenance. , although the muscles are still the same muscles, they feel a little sticky or stiff when moving.

This is also the reason why Fang Mobei and Heilong didn't kill people at the beginning. They needed to allow their bodies to undergo a process of readjustment. The strength at the beginning should not be too great, and the explosive power of the muscles should also increase step by step. incrementally.

Although the strength of the muscles and bones is there, you have to adapt to it bit by bit to avoid embarrassment such as soft tissue strain due to sudden overexertion.

"Black Dragon, after more than three hundred years of dormancy, has your body become rusty?" Fang Mobei said after breaking the neck of the third black warrior, he looked at Black Dragon.

Black warriors have not reached the strength of C-level physical practitioners. They only borrow external forces to enhance their combat effectiveness. Their explosive power and strength are increased through mechanical devices, and their physical strength and agility are only slightly stronger than ordinary people. .

"Your uncle, Fang Mobei, can I compete with you? If you can fight against Joseph, it means that your strength has reached the level of a B-level physical practitioner," Black Dragon pouted.

It's not that the Black Dragon doesn't want to deal with the ghost wolf and Ito in front of him as soon as possible, but that its own functions have not fully recovered, not to mention that the black samurai who wields two swords in front of him is really difficult to deal with. Although the overall strength is not good, he has two swords in one hand. He is obviously a practicing master.

But for the practitioners who are successful in everything, every move is very methodical. After all, it has been around for thousands of years. To say that the skills are miraculous is to brag, but to say that they are useless is also nonsense.

For ordinary C-level taijutsu practitioners, the last thing they want to encounter is an expert like Ghost Wolf. Exquisite moves can often make up for their own shortcomings and minimize the gap in human body strength.

Just like when Fang Mobei was at the Hogg base, it was the same reason that Fang Mobei was able to entangle Joseph with Bai Yu. At that time, the spear that Bai Yu transformed into, with Fang Mobei's energy, not only relieved Joseph's strength to the maximum extent, but also could Bring some threat to Joseph with exquisite moves.

I have to admire how the ancients applied the principle of leverage in marksmanship, such as leveraging force, moving a thousand pounds with four ounces, etc. For Joseph who did not know the reason, it caused Joseph a lot of losses.

Fang Weiss watched his grandfather kill three black warriors in a row. While cheering, he also admired his airborne grandfather. It turned out that his ancestors had such powerful people.

"Unfilial descendants only care about applause. Did you see a silver-white stick in the dormant warehouse?" Sai Hu said from the side.

"I saw it..."

"Go and throw that silver-white stick to your grandpa"

"What is this stick used for?" Fang Weiss quietly walked to the dormitory and picked up the short stick and asked, "This texture and shape are really artistic."

"Don't touch it, this is your grandfather's personal weapon," Sai Hu reminded.

"Grandpa Zu's weapon must be very powerful." As he said this, Fang Weiss threw the silver-white short stick towards Fang Mobei and shouted, "Grandpa Zu, take the stick!"

"Pa" Wesley reached out and took the silver-white short stick firmly in his hand. Looking at the short stick, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Panjin weapons... a big deal"

Fang Weiss:!!!∑(?Д?ノ)ノ

Fang Mobei: (??_?)

As the leader of the Black Warriors, Wesley certainly has extraordinary knowledge. The Panjin weapon is a weapon from the Tiangong military era and is extremely rare on the Tiangong. He has only seen a dagger in Lord Sanze's collection, and It's just mixed with a little gold.

Fang Mobei frowned. How could Xiao Xiaoran get his hands on the relics left by his mother? After easily dodging the slashes of a black warrior, he jumped towards Wesley. He was so fast that he almost fell in the blink of an eye. Came to Wesley.

When Wesley saw Fang Mobei suddenly appearing in front of him, he wanted to step back from the corner of his eyes, but Fang Mobei didn't give him a chance to dodge. He reached out with his right hand and snatched Bai Yu away from Wesley's hand.

If it was just to grab Bai Yu, it would be simple. Fang Mobei had no intention of letting go of this good opportunity. As Wesley retreated, Fang Mobei leaned forward and grasped Bai Yu with his right hand. Bai Yu's A half-meter long blade immediately shot out and slashed towards Wesley's neck.

Wesley had no time to be surprised by Fang Mobei's speed. He instinctively wanted to dodge to the right, but his speed could not keep up with Bai Yu's attack.

Like cutting tofu with a sharp blade, Wesley's left arm was cut off at the root. Wesley groaned in pain, but it did not affect his next actions. The pistol raised in his right hand fired two bangs at Fang Mobei's face.

In order to avoid the bullets fired by Wesley, Fang Mobei could only dodge backwards, but at such a close distance, his skills could not match the speed of the bullets.

After dodging two bullets, the third bullet hit Fang Mobei's left shoulder. He frowned and looked at his left shoulder where he was hit. Due to the strength of his muscles, the bullet did not penetrate deep.

"You won't lose if you trade your left shoulder injury for a mechanical arm," Wesley said with a sinister smile.

His entire left arm was a mechanical limb. Although it hurt a little when it was cut, it did not make him lose his fighting ability. He could just replace it with a new one after he returned.

But Fang Mobei's injury was real. Although it did not affect his life, it would more or less affect his arm movements.

"Oh, really?" Fang Mobei said with a smile. His left shoulder muscles squirmed rapidly, squeezing out the bullet that was not very deep and falling to the ground.

"I thought only experimental subjects would have such abilities, but it turns out that people with abilities can also have such functions," Wesley said with a gloomy look on his face.

"It's just a routine operation," Fang Mobei said with a smile. Now that Bai Yu is in hand, his combat effectiveness will increase by one or two levels. He is confident that he can deal with these black warriors as soon as possible in the next battle.

"The warm-up is over, and your nightmare will come next." Fang Mobei grinned.

"No matter how I look at it, I feel that my grandpa is the biggest villain." Fang Weiss looked helplessly at Sai Hu beside him, "I always feel a little panicked."

"Don't panic, your grandpa is poisoned by tigers and is unfilial to his descendants," Saihu said soothingly.

"Tangle him!" For the first time, fear arose in Wesley's heart. The source of fear was Fang Mobei. His only thought now was to get out alive and tell Master Sangze about the situation here. Maybe the Skull and Bones Society would have a good life. it's over.

Wesley gave an order, and the remaining two black warriors rushed towards Fang Mobei desperately. Wesley took advantage of this gap and hurriedly ran towards the gate.

in order to make myself

If he can get out alive, he no longer cares about the other black warriors. For him, the other black warriors will eventually become cannon fodder.

At this time, Chuansen and Modi were guarding the door of the gate. They had long planned to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but the gate could not be opened for a while, not to mention that there were two rebel elites, Alice and Nick, involved.

"It seems that Wesley is going to run away." Modi was the first to notice Wesley running towards them, and he couldn't help but remind Chuansen beside him.

From the moment he started to the present, Chuansen has been thinking and analyzing the situation in front of him. From the very beginning, Wesley's side had an absolute advantage to when Wesley left the other black warrior companions and prepared to run away.

The scale of victory was tilting towards the rebels, and this result was exactly what he wanted to see.

When Chuansen saw Wesley running toward him, he had already made up his mind, "We can't let Wesley come over!" With that said, Chuansen pointed his gun at Wesley.

"Are you crazy?" Modi was shocked when he saw Chuansen's actions.

"He can even abandon the black warriors he brought out. What do you think he will do to us?" Chuansen said solemnly.

"But..." Modi was still a little flustered and hesitant. After all, Wesley's power had a profound impact on Modi.

Just as Chuansen and Modi were arguing, a staggering figure immediately blocked Wesley's path.

"You trash, you want to block my way?" Wesley said viciously. Now he wants to escape, and now someone blocks his way, so he can only kill the gods and Buddhas.

"I...I said I was forced, do you believe it?" Fang Weiss said with a sad and aggrieved face. At this time, his entire right arm was covered with a layer of metallic luster, like a mechanical arm.

"How could the beautiful and lovely Shu Shu have such a cowardly and unfilial descendant like you?" Sai Hu said dissatisfiedly. At this time, Sai Hu had already covered Fang Weiss's entire right arm.

"A group of gods are fighting, I want to return to the mortal world!" Fang Weiss said aggrievedly.

"Noisy!" Wesley did not give Fang Weiss time to express his emotions. After his left arm was cut off, only his right arm remained. He raised his hand and shot Fang Weiss twice.

Fang Weiss was about to dodge, but Sai Hu controlled his right arm to lift up. Sai Hu immediately transformed a chest shield on Fang Weiss's chest, which withstood Wesley's two shots.

Immediately afterwards, the right fist was swung towards Wesley's face. Wesley ducked and twisted his waist, and pushed a knee towards Fang Weisi's abdomen. Fang Weisi bowed his waist and slapped Wesley's knee with his left hand. Go up, take advantage of the force and take two steps back.

Wesley frowned and looked at Fang Weiss, only to see that Fang Weiss's whole body was connected together by lines glowing with metallic luster. It was obvious that these lines were controlling the body of this untouchable.

Fang Weiss, on the other hand, looked at his body in disbelief. He knew that all of this was thanks to Sai Hu. Every move he made just now was out of his control. It should also be Sai Hu's doing. .

"Is it so magical?" Fang Weiss said in disbelief.

"Unfilial descendants, relax your body and give it to me. I will make you super powerful!" Sai Hu said.

"Boss Saihu, you are really a treasure!"

"I don't want to be a treasure"

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want to be the most handsome boy in the artificial intelligence world!"