"Damn, who is Wansheng? So powerful, it's said that it's just a two-star perfect magic weapon, he can break into 15! What's the trick? "
"I think he must have some great talent awakening, or spiritual talent awakening, otherwise he would not have been able to beat the core disciples of Samsung."
"Kong song is one of the geniuses of the core disciples of our mercenary regiment. It is said that his talent is natural brute force, and his strength is 10% greater. His intelligence and brain are rated as strong and so on. His combat skills are also two levels. Can he lose? Damn it
Mibo and Mila also looked at the ranking in the competition field, Mila Du said: "my father didn't let us go to see brother Lei Feng, worried about affecting his rest, brother Lei Feng is really powerful, the elite group can break into the top 15, those are Samsung's perfect, two-tier magic martial arts of combat skills, it's amazing."
Mibo also sighed: "yes, ah Sheng is really amazing. We also have to work hard to get into the trials. I'm not sure we can still meet ah Sheng. " Mila nodded and said, "Well! We can do it. Come on! To catch up with brother Lei Feng
On the fourth day of the competition, Wan Sheng came to the competition. This time, his opponent was a very mature young man, with long black hair tied behind his head. He was handsome and elegant, dressed in a white robe. He felt like a scholar swordsman from ancient times. His name was Du Zhen. There is a strange energy in this man, which is similar to Peng Hao, and there is no weapon in his hand.
Du Zhen also looked at Wan Sheng, silver armour, silver gun, short hair, smart appearance, sharp and deep eyes, the whole person standing there straight, as if it was a sharp long gun, let people feel a cold air, this is the momentum of a master of gunnery.
"It's amazing that the magic warrior of the two stars has been able to go so far. I've heard your name mentioned by others. Today, it's worthy of your reputation. It's a pity that you can only stop here." Du Zhen shook his long hair: "but you can lose in my hand, I've never met an opponent in the three-star magic martial arts."
Wan Sheng maximized his ability of sensing and said quietly, "are you a spiritual genius?" Du Zhen burst out laughing: "I have some insight! Come on, let me see what strength you have to get to now! "
Du Zhen's side suddenly appeared three 20 cm long strange shaped flying knives. The three flying knives were shining blue and fighting. They were flying in the shape of Pinzi. There was a crackling sound in the air. I felt that what was flying was not a knife, but a plane! Wan Sheng sensed that each Throwing Knife contained 300 tons of power. His face was dignified, and his fighting skills broke out immediately. With the long gun moving continuously, he swung away the three throwing knives and wanted to rush to his opponent.
However, if the three throwing knives are remotely controlled, they are fired from different directions, just like three tracking missiles. Wan Sheng kept dancing his long gun to swing away the Throwing Knife, and then slowly approached his opponent. Du Zhen's fighting experience seems to be very rich. He immediately understands what Wan Sheng is going to do and always keeps a certain distance from him.
After playing for a few minutes, although Wan Sheng's defense is tight, he still can't touch his opponent's clothes. He finally knows why his opponent says that there is no opponent under four stars. This kind of play is just a trick. If the speed and strength are not very different, long-range attack must be a big advantage.
Wan Sheng broke out with the highest speed several times, but he was still drifting away by his opponent. He had no way to do it. He was also tired of dealing with three throwing knives. These three throwing knives were equivalent to three magic weapons of Samsung's perfect combat skills. They were constantly attacking himself. There was no chance of winning this battle.
"No wonder mental talent is rated as a very strong talent by intelligent brain. It's a bit abnormal indeed. Peng Hao's idiot really has talent potential." Wan Sheng thought in his heart that if he was Samsung's perfect magic martial arts, he could still work hard. Unfortunately, he was not. This game has been lost.
However, he didn't admit defeat. Instead, he closed his eyes, waved his long gun, and began to understand the dual and one-tier skills of shooting. He waved three blue gun lines with his long gun, and kept fighting with three throwing knives.
Du Zhen also tried his best to control the three throwing knives. He found that no matter from what angle and direction and speed to the extreme, he could still be accurately swung away by his opponent, and his strength was just right. It can be said that his defense was tight. This man's shooting skill was superb. If it wasn't for the cultivation of the two stars, he would have won more mysterious.
Wan Sheng wanted to use the regular force to break the throwing knives, but these throwing knives were fleeting, and the speed was as fast as his own. He could only hit a few shots at most, and the force was not enough to break the throwing knives of this material.
After ten minutes of fierce fighting, Wan Sheng exhausted his fighting spirit, was pierced by three knives, and lost the game. However, under the high pressure, his shooting skills improved a lot, and he should not be far away from the tenth line. As long as he can understand another layer of fighting skills, he can win the game.
Du Zhen looked at Wansheng's disappeared phantom, and said: "this is a strong enemy of mine in the future!"
After Wansheng lost the game, he went back to the hotel and took Yang Hecheng to leave by car. Yang Hecheng saw that the other side didn't say a word, thought he was still depressed about losing the game, and comforted him: "brother, it's OK to lose. How about you, a two-star perfect magic weapon, who has entered the top 15 of the elite rankings? This achievement has broken the historical record."
Wan Sheng has been thinking about his war skills. He has long forgotten whether he will win or lose. This time, as long as he doesn't disgrace Mi Cai, he will finish the task. The important thing is not to rank, but to improve himself. There are many strong players in the world, so we should work harder. He said with a smile: "I don't think about the competition. I'm thinking about going to haze area to practice. When I get back, you can help me prepare some necessities. I'm going to haze area to practice martial arts!"
"Are you going to haze again? That's crazy. OK, I'll get ready for you right away. " Yang Hecheng thinks that Wansheng's martial arts practice is a little crazy, which makes people unable to reason. There is only a line between genius and madman. Wan Sheng felt his head and grinned: "ha ha, if you don't advance, you will retreat. You don't understand."
They were riding on the road at a high speed when suddenly a man with silver light came down from the sky and stood in front of them. Yang he stepped on the brake. He wanted to stretch out his head and scold wildly, but he thought it was wrong. How could this man fly? When you think of something, shut up and look at the man in the way with reverence.
Wan Sheng is two eyes stare round looking at the person, blurted out: "senior?" It was Shen Mo who saved Wan Sheng and others from the haze tide last time. Shen Mo looked at Wan Sheng with a smile and waved: "little guy, come out, I have something to tell you."
Wan Sheng immediately gets out of the car and respectfully comes to Shen Mo's side. This is respect for the strong and also respect for the human strong. Without them, there would be no human. Shen Mo looked at Wan Sheng as if he were a student to a teacher. He said with a smile, "don't be so restrained. I'm just a warrior. I'm here to remind you not to join the mercenary regiment and any core disciples from now on."
"Well?" Wan Sheng was puzzled: "what do you mean, master?" Shen Mo looked at the distance with both hands on his back and said quietly: "I paid attention to your situation this time. I guess many people will start to pay attention to you, so I came to remind you. You have to work hard. Huaxia elite martial arts college is nothing. In a few years, the world elite martial arts college will recruit students. That's where you really go. "
"World elite martial arts academy?" Wan Sheng heard about such an institution for the first time. What kind of place is it? Is it a place where the world's warriors gather? Isn't it that the bases on all continents have long been unable to communicate with each other?
Shen Mo continued: "don't ask too much. Will I harm you?" Wan Sheng touched his head and said with a grin: "how can that be possible? I need a finger to help me. It's just that the core disciple is the dream of Every warrior. It's said that there are many excellent treatments that can help me practice..."
Shen Mo face smoked for a while, Piao Wan Sheng one eye: "are you very short of money?" Wan Sheng saw that his opponent's face was not very good, and Chan Chan said: "it's a little lacking... The things in the wuzhe alliance mall are very expensive..." Shen Mo snorted: "you little slicker, don't give me any more nonsense, and you should take a long view. I've found a better place for you. As long as you can enter the world elite wuzhe alliance, you don't have to think about money any more."
Wan Sheng found that the other party was not really angry. He put down his heart and said with a rogue look: "where is a better place to go? Then I'll live to that time. " Shen Mo sneered: "you don't look like a warrior. You look like a businessman. You talked about the terms with me."
Wan Sheng quickly waved his hand and said, "I dare not. I just want to know how I can help me with such a strong strength and high status when I meet my elder by chance? Am I handsome? " Wan Sheng is telling the truth. The border guard is the mainstay of the human warrior, the absolute strongman! Otherwise, how to guard the border!
Shen Mo didn't expect that the little guy was very careful and mature. He gave Wan Sheng a white look, looked into the distance and sighed: "I'm not helping you, I just want to help myself. When human beings come to this stage, they talk about helping you and helping everyone. I just want to add a few more amazing talents to recover my hometown and the earth. "
"But my talent is defective, and I may fail to live up to the good intentions of my predecessors." Wan Sheng was very sincere when he saw the sadness in each other's eyes. It seems that every powerful warrior has a story. Shen Mo nodded and said: "your spiritual talent is indeed flawed, but your gunshot talent is unmatched. I want to use your gunshot talent to help more people and cultivate more talents to fight for mankind."
"I see!" Wan Sheng's eyes on Shen Mo changed from admiration to reverence, not because of his super strength, but because of his own responsibility to save the world. The greatness of personality is the real temperament.
Shen Mo turned to look at Wan Sheng's serious expression, nodded and said, "well, who let me take a fancy to you, boy? It's a pity that I'm not a gun learner, or I want to accept you as an apprentice. This is my special signal bomb. There is only one. Take it with you. If you encounter irresistible danger, crush it and I will arrive in the shortest time. "