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Chapter 29 The Real Soldier

Chapter 29 The Real Elite

Fang Jie was not in the mood to discuss the problem of how many times a month with the dog. He found a quiet place to sit down and carefully recall what Mu Xiaoyao said before. He always felt that he had understood something vaguely, but what Mu Xiaoyao said sounded very pale but always seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. Fang Jie actually knew what this layer of fog was, because he could not see the essence of practice.

The people in front of the Hongxiuzhao were also parking the car to cook, and they never greeted Fang Jie and the other two. However, the old lame man occasionally came to visit Mu Xiaoyao for a while, and Mu Xiaoyao always looked like he ignored it. Since the northwest burning in the old lame man's wine gourd decreased at an astonishing speed, even the old lame man rarely came again.

Whenever Mu Xiaoyao ignores the old lame man, Fang Jie gets angry and really wants to slap Mu Xiaoyao in the butt a few times. In Fang Jie's opinion, this is the same as the rich people don't understand the hardships of poor people, and they really deserve to be beaten.

He cannot practice, but Mu Xiaoyao is able to practice and has great talent. There is also a master who is probably a ninth-grade strong man who is rushing to teach her, but she is not very happy... This is the difference, which sometimes makes Fang Jie sigh and speechless when he thinks about it.

It will hurt.

Fang Jie thought of this key point.

He had never felt the tear-like pain of the meridians in his body being widened, but he could imagine that feeling from his mind. He sat on the grass slope, with soft dry grass behind him, closed his eyes and imagined... As a person who had descended into this world, Fang Jie read many magical online novels in his previous life. The descriptions of practice in his mind were strange, but in short, it was a very exciting and exciting thing.

But why in this world, pain will accompany your practice throughout your life?

The Qihai has internal strength, which penetrates the limbs and bones...

He closed his eyes and began to fantasize about the appearance of Qihai. It is difficult to imagine a specific form that exists in the words. For example, the Qihai that exists in everyone's dantian is afraid that the old doctor who practices medicine all his life will not dare to say that he knows what it looks like.

The Qi Sea is invisible and the internal strength is invisible, but this invisible thing can make the tangible body stronger. Once the Qi Sea can wander among the limbs and bones, eventually changing the meridians and tempering flesh and blood, it is not difficult for people to be strong enough to crack tigers and leopards with bare hands. It is said that when Luo Yao, the general of the left vanguard of the Great Sui Dynasty, attacked Yongzhou in the 15th year, he forced the last three eighth-grade practitioners of the Shang Dynasty royal family into meat paste.

It also includes a talisman master at the eighth grade.

The talisman master at the eighth grade is an absolute strong man that is rare in the whole world. It is said that if the talisman practice exceeds the eighth grade, it can already affect the outcome of a small-scale war. In fact, the talisman master at the eighth grade was guarding the gate of the Yongzhou Imperial City alone, blocking the attack of hundreds of elite Great Sui soldiers. Hundreds of elite warriors attacked many times without rushing in.

A talisman turned into fire, and the dozen or so Great Sui soldiers who rushed over were burned to ashes in an instant.

The strong shield in the hands of the Great Sui soldiers who raised their shields and crushed them forward were smashed to pieces. The sharp steel knife in their hands was even burned red and could not be held.

A talisman fossil, dozens of city bricks suddenly changed their shape, turned into sharp stone thorns and flew out, stabbing more than a dozen Great Sui soldiers who had lost their shields to death.

An eighth-grade talisman master was guarding the city gate, and hundreds of well-trained soldiers from the Great Sui Mansion could not get close. The army immediately rushed to send two generals with seventh-grade cultivation. The two joined forces but failed to resist the three talismans. One was smashed into meat paste by a huge rock, and the other was burned into a ball of coke by fire.

It was precisely because of this talisman master who guarded the last city gate that the emperor of Shang took the opportunity to escape from the other side of the palace city. Although... his final fate was still strangled to death by Luo Yao's orders.

Just as he learned that the emperor had left the city and the Talisman was about to withdraw, General Luo Yao arrived.

Feeling Luo Yao's cold and harsh murderous intent, Master Talisman did not dare to keep it at all. The first talisman turned into a lightning spear, five in front and behind, stabbed Luo Yao's chest with a speed that was almost impossible to find in the naked eye. The second talisman turned into two thousand-pound huge rocks, and suddenly appeared on the left and right of Luo Yao, closing like two heavy doors. The third talisman turned into a fire wall, and the raging fire burned in front of Master Talisman blocked his figure. Master Talisman immediately turned around and fled after making these three talismans.

Luo Yao's eyes kept looking at the figure that was vaguely visible behind the fire wall and slowly walked forward.

Two huge rocks came, and Luo Yao did not dodge or dodge. The huge rock hit him hard, and then... the huge rock shattered and turned into gravel on the ground. The hard stone did not leave any scars on Luo Yao's body. The second talisman turned into lightning came in an instant, and Luo Yao still did not dodge or dodge, and even his forward steps did not pause for a moment, his pace was still steady, and the distance he took seemed to have calculated, astonishingly consistent.

Lightning hit Luo Yao's chest, and after a violent flash, the light gradually dissipated.

Luo Yao was still moving forward, but his upper body was burned by lightning. In the sun, the bronze skin was shining with a cold and metallic luster.

The rocks shattered and lightning fell.

Luo Yao made a move and punched through the firewall.

Then he turned around and left without even saying a word.

After the fire wall was dissipated, the Great Sui soldiers who rushed over searched at the city gate for a long time but did not find the eighth-grade talisman master. It was not until after rushing into the city gate that everyone was surprised to find that the talisman master's body was embedded in the stone steps in front of the palace hall. From the city gate to the stone steps that climbed the hall, there was at least fifty meters away.

I don’t know if the talisman master ran these fifty meters and was smashed into the stone steps in the air by punching, or if he was punching away by punching the fifty meters and embedded into the stone steps.

Fang Jie heard this story when he was exiled to Dali City, Nanyan. Every time he recalled Luo Yao's domineering punch appeared in his mind, he felt difficult to calm down. Although Fang Jie's opinion, this story had been passed down for fifteen years, it must have been much more exaggerated than the actual situation at that time, it did not affect Luo Yao's determination to become a target in Fang Jie's heart.

Luo Yao cannot practice, nor can he.

The energy is invisible and the body is tangible.

I can't feel the air...

Fang Jie slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sky... Then he simply stopped thinking about it. The human body is a powerful weapon.

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Just as Fang Jie told her to give up on the decision to practice Qihai, a slender hand holding a jade cup suddenly stopped in the second carriage in front of Hongxiuzhao, and couldn't help but look in the direction where Fang Jie was. Her eyes could not penetrate the carriage, but seemed to see something.

She put down the jade cup and looked at the aunt who was resting with her beautiful eyes.

Aunt Xi smiled slightly and shook her head: "It's okay to have Mr. Luo here."

The jade hand holding the jade cup slowly raised, and the jade cup touched the two red lips: "This time... it seems that Mr. Luo can't handle it either."

Aunt Xi was stunned, got up, and flipped out an exquisite rosewood box in the carriage, opened it and took out something from it.

"I won't use it for ten years, I don't know if it can be used."

Her tone was a little bleak, as if it had evoked some memories.

It was also at this moment that Mu Xiaoyao, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly sat up suddenly. Her face changed and she jumped down from the carriage. In just a trance, she had already appeared beside Fang Jie.

Fang Jie was stunned when he saw Mu Xiaowa getting off the carriage, and smiled and said, "What, in addition to being able to sense the strength of a master, you can also sense that a strong and determined person like me has made another extraordinary determination? Is it because of my determination that the air around me has changed and formed a powerful aura?"

"Go to Hongxiuzhao."

Mu Xiaoyao ignored Fang Jieluo's self-deprecating words and his expression became particularly solemn: "Go now!"

At some point, the big dog also came out of the grass. He stood beside Mu Xiaoxiao and looked southward. The two eyebrows that were not thick were almost entangled together.

"The murderous aura is too strong... we can't stop it at all."

Fang Jie then saw that the big dog had already worn the pair of gloves with steel thorns on his hand. The red silk, who had never known where Mu Xiaoyao was hidden, was now wrapped around Mu Xiaoyao's waist.

"I don't feel like there are particularly strong people."

Mu Xiaoyao looked at the big dog and said in confusion.

"This is the second time in so many years, I have smelled such a strong murderous aura. I really can't imagine how much blood is on my hands and how many lives will be stained by the person who will appear in front of me in a while. My waist... I'm not afraid of you making fun of it. My legs are trembling now. Otherwise, we will retreat to the side of Hongxiuzhao? That old lame man's perverted strength may still be able to stop it... If it can't be stopped, we will run away immediately."

"good!"

Mu Xiaoyao didn't say a word, and turned around and swept backwards with Fang Jie's belt.

When the three of them rushed to the Hongxiuzhao camp about a hundred meters away, they found that the old lame man was standing outside the team. He was holding the huge unreasonable wine gourd in his hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Fang Jie didn't feel any shame about being carried over with his belt, and naturally stood behind the old lame man.

After standing up, I thought about it, and took a few steps back and stood behind a carriage.

The old lame man snorted coldly, full of disdain.

"How is it, can you feel it?"

He asked Mu Xiaoyao.

"One sixth grade, twelve fourth grades, and the rest are no more than the second grade, most of them are first grade."

The old lame man nodded, but his face did not become relaxed at all.

Fang Jie couldn't help asking: "Since most of them are first and second grade people, why are you so tempted to face a great enemy?"

Mu Xiaoyao stared at the distance and gently spit out a few words from his mouth: "More than five hundred people."

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Fang Jie has never seen the magnificent scenes of hundreds of men appearing together. The scenes of hundreds of people gathering together in the last life when I watched the young and dandy boys in my previous life were enough to make people feel satisfied. Especially when everyone was wearing the same clothes, even if only dozens of people gathered together, they looked quite imposing.

In Fan Gu, he is a qualified scout.

Fan Gu had the eight hundred border troops, and Fang Jie liked to do the most was to find a place to sit down during the border troops training and look at the neatly arranged border troops training. The number of eight hundred is not much, but when you see the eight hundred border troops wearing unified number clothes in uniform training, you will truly understand the power of the number gathered together.

In the third year of Fangu, Fang Jie still felt that the 800-Border Army gathered was very cool. The border army of the Great Sui Dynasty was very powerful, and there were two thousand cavalry in Nirvana City on the side of Langru Mountain. This shows how much attention the people of the Mongol Empire attached to the border army of the Great Sui Dynasty.

Fang Jie is not an unsavvy person, at least the 800 border troops often see him.

But when the five hundred people Mu Xiaoyao said just now appeared in front of Fang Jie, he still opened his mouth involuntarily.

If the 800-sided army in Fangucheng was the most elite army Fang Jie had ever seen in this life, then the 500 soldiers who came stepping on the dust and smoke gave Fang Jie a new understanding of the word "elite". It was not cavalry, but infantry. It was precisely because it was not cavalry that Fang Jie's shock became unparalleled from the first sight.

Five hundred infantrymen, the dust and smoke that stepped out was like a cavalry passing through the border, and a black line in the yellow sand was surging like a wave...

Five hundred infantrymen ran as fast as galloping horses! The wave arrived in front of them as soon as they saw the black line appear.

The five hundred infantry suddenly stopped, but the formation was not messy! They ran at such a fast speed, and after a command, the soldiers immediately stopped. The square formation was still square formation, and the distance between the soldiers did not even change much.

Move like thunder, quiet as heavy mountains.

A heavy square formation composed of five hundred people stopped, and the dust smoke swung forward. When the dust smoke dissipated, the true appearance of the black-armored soldiers was revealed. There was no war drum, no trumpet, and even no one spoke, so quiet that people seemed to hear their heartbeat.

I did not see the golden embroidered dragon battle flag, but such elite soldiers in the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty naturally could not come from elsewhere.

Fang Jie looked at the soldiers and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
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