Chapter 35 (2/2)

”Teacher, can I have one like this?” Anakin's eyes were shining and looked forward to Chen ang. As soon as he saw the silver plate, he was attracted by it. It was flexible and fast, light and agile. Such an aircraft firmly attracted his eyes. Anakin felt that there was no better aircraft on Tatooine.

”Unfortunately, Anakin, you are not suitable for it yet.” Chen ang shook his head. Limited by the materials, the aircraft has reached the best level, but it is still not perfect.

”Why?” Anakin lowered his head in frustration, disappointed in his eyes.

Chen ang raised his hand to put away the silver disc and handed him a small optical brain. ”The aircraft lacks a protective cover. Driving it will be strongly stimulated by the wind. At the sound speed, the strong wind is enough to suffocate you. This is the information about the aircraft. I hope you can go back and design your own aircraft.”

Reaching for the black handle before he got up, Chen Ang's face was slightly dignified, and even hesitated. He hesitated for a moment, and finally picked up two handles and stood solemnly in front of him.

Seeing Chen ang like this, Anakin couldn't help taking back his reluctant heart for the silver disc. He looked at the two handles curiously. Chen ang pressed the lower part of the handle and bared. At the end of the handle, near the metal wire, a light blade suddenly appeared.

”Lightsaber!” Anakin couldn't help exclaiming. This special weapon of the Jedi warrior is famous in the whole galaxy. It can be said that this fluorescent long sword has brought strong pressure to the careerists in the universe. It frightens those stupid dark forces and is deeply loved by ordinary people.

Every child grew up in the legend of Jedi. Their dream is to have their own lightsaber.

”This is not a lightsaber.” although Anakin looked forward to it, Chen ang broke his fantasy. ”This is just a modified fusion cutter.”

Fusion cutter is a common tool in maintenance workshops all over the galaxy. This hand-held cutting torch uses high-energy plasma beam to cut solid materials such as high-density metal and plastic resistance. It is a very dangerous tool, but the limited cutting beam length makes it impossible for this daily tool to be used as an effective battlefield weapon.

However, the cutter in Chen Ang's hand is different. The cutting beam of nearly 50 cm can effectively kill the enemy. It is held in Chen Ang's hand. The invincible high-energy beam will be a terrible killing weapon. Chen ang, who has excellent martial arts, is already very good at killing people.

In his hands, this weapon will exert amazing lethality. Chen ang even customized a set of practical sword techniques for it, and has sent back its extremely powerful lethality.

The beating light blade, with its powerful and extremely terrible lethality, shook Chen Ang's wrist slightly, and a light flower bloomed in front of him, pointing, picking, wiping, stabbing. The smart light blade was like a silver star, flashing close to Chen Ang's body, beautiful, dazzling, dangerous and terrible. The wandering light beam turned into a light shadow.

Under the heavy, it was dazzling, a suffocating cold murderous spirit, hidden in the gorgeous light, like a silver needle stabbing Anakin's body, staring at the dangerous sword.

Sure enough, he was born the son of the force. Seeing Anakin's instinctive vigilance, Chen ang keenly felt the danger under this beauty and couldn't help but praise that this excellent quality was a born soldier. You know, Chen Ang's mood is calm and the murderous spirit in his sword technique is very hidden.

Anakin could feel the grandeur under the tranquility. This quality could be called a natural swordsman. Chen ang threw a handle and the light blade swung in Chen Ang's hand. ”Starting tomorrow, you will learn swordsmanship with me! This high-frequency ion blade is your sword.”

Before Anakin answered, Chen ang turned and left.

”Teacher, where are you going?”

”Go pick up the garbage. If you have a new guy, it's time to give the sand people some color to see!” Chen Ang's voice is filled with coldness. He has endured for a long time for those wasteland robbers who often harass. These wolf like races on the wasteland attack the residents out of the city unscrupulously.

It's time to tell them whose territory this is.

PS: I feel much better. If I make up for yesterday's shift, I should have another shift tonight. Well, the premise is that I don't feel dizzy.

These chapters are written in a daze. If you are dissatisfied, please leave a message in the book review area. I see if you can modify it.