Chapter 100: What about people? What about people? (2/2)
Xiao Xiao is building his muscles in the room, and he has two hours left.
”Creak!”
Just at this moment, the door of another shaping room opened, Ye Xingchen, who was bruised and blushed, slipped out, and then panted with a big mouth.
家伙 Since the guy ’s room has collapsed, he has been practicing in the training room, no less than Xiao Sin.
Let's not even say that the progress that has been made is very great. The originally weak body was much stronger.
As for the realm, the breakthrough from Kaimai section to Kaimai section three, the burst of power has reached about 800 pounds.
Normally, according to Ye Xingchen's physical qualifications, it is good to hit 400 pounds. It is also the reason that Yi Jing Jing, Tai Xuan Zhen Jing, Shaping Room, and the first plastic body Dan are able to produce 400 more.
Xun Jun often laughs and can see that he has changed a lot during this time, so he laughs: ”Do you still feel aggrieved by joining the Iron Skeleton?”
”...” Ye Xingchen was silent.
The former man, he must have been regretful to regenerate his emperor Wudi, and was forced to join the Ironbone faction. Now it is—yes, true incense.
”brush!”
Xun Jun often laughed into the molding room, and after two hours of molding, Xiao Xieji was swinging the test machine again and again, the power above kept changing.
Three thousand pounds.
3,200 catties ...
”嘭!”
The last punch came out, and the strength was fixed at five thousand pounds.
I have no clue. It is incredible that the physical training alone will bring the power to the level of the third-grade warrior.
I just, Xiao Xinji didn't rejoice in the slightest, but dropped his arms in frustration.
Xi Jun often laughed and said, ”What are you thinking?”
”Head, I ...” Xiao sin paused, bitterly: ”Cultivation during this time, the physical body has reached its limit, it is difficult to make a big improvement.”
Xun Jun often laughed: ”The real strength of a warrior is not only physical, but also many aspects, such as weapons and equipment.”
”Come with this seat.”
He brought Xiao Xie to Houshan, called out the QBU-88 sniper rifle and put it on the ground, and said, ”Try to fire a shot.”
”Can I?” Xiao Guiji said suddenly.
Xi Jun often laughed: ”If your physical body can control ~~ this sniper rifle is yours.”
The system reminded: ”Although a disciple can use a sniper rifle, only the host can trigger the magic to change the function of the eight times scope.”
”So fucking?” Jun Chang smiled and frowned.
他 In his thoughts, Xiao Sin could not open his veins and condense his spiritual power, so he was trained to be a sniper. After all, he is physically strong and should be able to withstand recoil.
Now it ’s better. The eighth-time lock, self-sight, and perspective functions of the magic change cannot be triggered by the disciple. How can he let him do everything?
”Hoo!”
Xiao Xiao had a sigh of relief, walked to the 88-type sniper rifle, and obviously had to try.
Xun Jun often laughed and instructed him on his rifle, rifle, and close to the eightfold realm, and explained range, rate of fire, and wind speed for him, and said, ”Did you understand?”
”understood.”
”A few hundred feet in front of that little stone, broken.”
During the conversation, Jun Chang laughed away from the distance, for fear that the recoil caused by the shooting could implicate himself.
”Brush!” Xiao Xie had fallen down, held the gun with one hand, the end of the handle against the shoulder, one eye leaned against the lens, and after a few proofreadings, he immediately pulled the trigger.
”嘭 ————”
The muzzle spit fire, like a streamer's streamer blasting away, hitting a small stone more than 500 meters with precision, and shattering it.
”So accurate?”
Xi Jun often laughed and widened his eyes.
When he retracted his gaze and looked at Xiao Xinji, he found that the gun was in, and the dirt on the tripod was hollow, but the guy disappeared out of thin air!
”where is the guy?”
”The palm ... the palm ...” On the tree more than ten meters behind him, Xiao Xin had collapsed on it, spraying white foam in his mouth, and said weakly: ”Brother ... disciple is here ...”