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Unsurprisingly, everyone is dumbfounded. This fuck is the legendary powerful D-Rank assault soldier?

Don't tease me!

The entire training ground is embarrassing. This is too embarrassing. The cannon fodder E-rank program soldiers recruited every week seem to be much stronger than this Mr. Mu.

"cough cough!"

Mu Shaoan climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Although embarrassed, he smiled brilliantly. Now it’s good, we’re done with each other. You can finally eat a big meal for free, right?

And then again, the comparisons this time seemed unreliable, but in fact it gave him a rough estimate.

Yes, he could see that TEDA's feet had just exploded at a high level with full strength, otherwise it would be impossible to knock him 120 health points at once.

But this is not important, TEDA's endurance and power attribute should have reached the full value, which is 50 points.

Even his basic free kick skills are almost reaching 150 points.

But so what? The difference in strength between the two sides turned out to be not as huge as he imagined.

If you are in good condition and you are in good condition, Mu Shaoan can resist at least 20 attacks from this guy, and then simply surrender.

And if it is a life-and-death fight, as long as it is not a close fight at the beginning, then Mu Shaoan guarantees that this Teda can be turned into a corpse within three seconds.

If he has no other life-saving method.

This is really not a joke.

Mu Shaoan can throw at least three wooden spears at the moment when Teda rushed over. The closer the distance, the more unavoidable Teda will be. Not to mention that he has a heavy blow skill. There is a spear of the sky.

By the way, does Teda have the ability to force Mu Shaoan to the point of a life-and-death battle?

Then when the time comes, he will get worse, because Mu Shaoan can also burn spirit strength and output instantly.

Think about it, brother TEDA, do you ask yourself a world king-level boss that can't be killed by an anti-aircraft gun?

"Ashamed, ashamed, let everyone laugh." Mu Shaoan smiled and looked at Xiong Chabayev, who was also still in a daze, "Your Excellency, the backyard training ground of the Sleeping Giant Hotel is free Training, oh, I mean there is no compensation for damage to the equipment?"

"Uh, of course, all for free, I have something else, you guys are busy haha!" This sturdy man Wiping a cold sweat, forced a smile turned his head and left. It is estimated that the depression in my heart can no longer be said. How can I say that, people may lose eyes, horses may stumble. Fortunately, only a three-week short-term contract was signed, otherwise Uncle, I'm going to lose my old face.

"hehe, I remember that I still had something in the afternoon, that, my little brother, let's have a chance to drink together ah ha ha." Another person slipped away with an excuse.

"Hey, I also remember that there are very important things, so go together!"

A lot of people shuaa~ left.

"I’m fine, but I want to sleep late in the afternoon. Well, I think it’s more meaningful." Teda stretched too, not looking at Mu Shaoan, and shook it. Sanhuang, arrogantly left. In an instant, only Mu Shaoan, the commander Sharp, and the deputy commander Kester were left in this huge backyard training ground. The expressions of the two of them seemed to be seeing one. A ghost, and a male ghost in Guoben.

fuck This is too bad!

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"peng"

The moment the felling axe fell, the thick log section was split straight.

It is already around three or four in the afternoon. After experiencing the previous farce, Mu Shaoan has returned to the sawmill in Goerdor, because he still has more than 800 pieces of wood that have not been cut. Woolen cloth.

But at this time, he was already filling his stomach very shamelessly. He was full of strength and refreshed, but no one came to him to discuss it.

And Mu Shaoan bet that his previous eating and drinking must have disgusted those guys.

There is no doubt that his deeds at this moment must have become everyone's laughing stock and despised target in the small Ximu Town.

But will he care?

If he has time to think about this, he might as well think about the future training direction. Obviously, he will not want to completely control the sky spear in a short time, so he has to temporarily abandon this plan, maybe he can strengthen the knife Shield training.

Today is the second day, and there are five days to go. It is the beginning of a new round of anti-virus missions. Oh, of course, in Ximu Town, this kind of anti-virus mission is called service.

So he still has a lot to do.

For the whole night, Mu Shaoan was chopping logs methodically in the sawmill. He no longer pursues speed and efficiency, and he does not consider the reward of the cheating two pieces of brown bread, let alone his own. Jokes.

Mu Shaoan has many shortcomings, but he has another advantage called focus.

Yes, no matter what, he can get in quickly.

Gradually, his thoughts became clear, and this state was like the feeling of a knife falling when he was cutting a wooden spear in the past.

Unconsciously, even the heavy wood axe became lighter.

The log segments are split, and the whole process is monotonous, boring, mechanical, boring, and boring.

But in Mu Shaoan's eyes, it is a comprehensive manifestation of precision, strength, speed, coordination, and balance.

So he started to like the feeling of splitting wood. This is not a joke, and he is not a fool.

Because he discovered that such a seemingly rough and simple job actually hides many unexpected skills, such as the strength of the waist, the standing position of the feet, and the raising of the felling axe with both hands. The small details of exhaling or inhaling at that moment, and even mobilizing the whole body's strength, fiercely cut a slash, it feels like standing between the high waves, never returning heroic and resolute!

It can be as fast as it needs to be, and as heavy as it is, the logging axe in this brief moment is no longer a logging axe, and the log section is not a log section.

A light sound of "chao", and then followed by the felling axe fiercely into the stump that was used as a cutting board at the bottom.

The cut of the log section was extremely smooth, and it even slugged for a few seconds before dumping it out.

Mu Shaoan gently put out a breath, his eyes flashed with inexplicable brilliance.

He was completely random just now with this hack, and his head was empty, but such a hack was like a magical pen.

He mobilized the power of his whole body, there is no doubt about that.

There is no doubt that he has caused at least 500+ damage this time.

However, he only consumed 20 burst points.

Is this a bug?

Of course not, but Mu Shaoan has a higher level of control over his own power.

There was no surprise, no stagnation, he erected the log section again as usual, as if nothing had happened.

The four fields are quiet and silent, the starlight in the sky is gloomy, there is gurgling water in the distance, and the breeze is blowing nearby.

His breathing became more stable, the strength of holding the felling axe in both hands was no more or less, and the movements of the upper body and the lower body became more coordinated.

When the axe is raised high, and then falls quickly and steadily, a light sound of "chaps", in this quiet night, there will be no waves.

The only change is that the split of the log segment is more flattened, which is beyond the normal logical range, because the ordinary person always uses an axe to cut out such a flat fracture.

Of course, this kind of change will never be noticed. After all, it's just some wood that has been chopped. What if it is flattened?

The mist of night gradually dissipated, and when a ray of dawn shone from the lofty mountains in the east, Mu Shaoan was shocked and the night had passed.

He forgot how many logs he chopped and how many times his burst value was emptied, but it didn't seem to matter anymore.

He called gu gu in his stomach, but he didn't feel too tired, even his spirit strength was unexpectedly active.

So in such a quiet morning, his mood is also particularly happy, the beauty of life blooms at this moment, without the slightest dust.

Slightly smiled, throwing away the felling axe, Mu Shaoan first went to the stream east of Ximu Town and took a happily bath, which was formed by the melting of snow on Snow Mountain. Although it was in the midsummer season, it was still cold, so when he jumped out of the half-deep stream, he couldn't help shouting out! The whole lungs and every sweat pore in the body are cheering.

When Mu Shaoan returned to the Sleeping Giant Hotel in good spirits, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the mess, food wrecks, and empty wine bottles everywhere. It seems that Ximu Town last night The members of the hunting group had a very hilarious night.

No one Xiong Chabayev can be seen on the counter.

Mu Shaoan couldn't help but slander himself secretly. It seems that this guy is really not a data NPC, but like a normal person, he has to eat, sleep, and belch.

Wandering around in the hotel, I didn’t find the back kitchen. No matter the chef, I didn’t even see the ingredients. These guys, there really is a kind of wine that is currently drunk and that the Ming Dynasty is drunk. The prodigal spirit of the flat boat.

Of course, Mu Shaoan also guessed maliciously that this might be to prevent him as a liar and a villain.

When he returned to the free guest room that should have belonged to him, he heard the thunder-like snoring inside, as well as the strong smell of smelly feet with full 3rd-layer changes. .

This is simply a biochemical attack.

Shaking his head helplessly, Mu Shaoan turned around and fled in embarrassment. It seems that his free guest treatment has been lost.

It is estimated that if it were not for the unchangeable contract, those guys would have copied guys and blasted him out of Ximu Town.

Walking out of the Sleeping Giant Hotel, he could only return to the sawmill in Gordo. Although there seemed to be twenty or thirty houses in Ximu Town, he did not want to rush in.

So he just randomly found a spot in the sawmill, endured the hunger in his belly and fell asleep.