He swallowed, realizing that his body was already limp, and he was completely leaning on the railing to support his body.

But Ding Ze's next words made his body stiffen again.

"Impressed?"

...

Barracks Division.

Shan Chao and Shan Yong sat separately, and Panjiang stood behind Shan Yong.

In front of the two of them, there was a cup of fragrant tea, and the tea was steaming lightly.

The difference is that Shan Chao's face is plain and kind, Shan Yong's face is cold and angry, and the same is true of Panjiang behind him.

After a long time, Shan Yong's face became colder, his skin was a little red, and his mouth was rough.

It was as if the air around them was a little hot and sticky.

Panjiang's face was a little pale, and he moved two or three steps back. Shan Chao's face was still flat, looking at Shan Yong, he smiled and shook his head.

His breath is still warm and comfortable, completely different from Shan Yong.

As for the middle of the two, it is even more like ice and fire, if ordinary people stand here, they will definitely feel squeezed, dizzy and nauseous, and if their physique is poor, they may faint directly.

Finally, Shan Yong snorted coldly, and with the strength of his palm, the sandalwood handrail exploded instantly, and the sawdust splashed up.

He stood up suddenly, his skin slightly reddened, and many fine cracks spread from the soles of his feet in all directions.

Boom!

Shan Yong slapped at the tabletop, and the marble table top cracked instantly, and a lot of gravel flew out, and some of it flew towards Shan Chao's side at great speed.

At this speed, with this strength, if it hits the human body, it will definitely be shot through.

But Shan Chao still sat still, watching the small gravel in the air continue to expand in his pupils, he shook his head with a smile, and raised his palm to slowly fank it.

He's very light and soft, but he's very powerful.

With the fanning of the palm, a soft wind appeared, and the gravel instantly changed direction under the soft wind, and shot towards the side at a faster speed.

I saw that these broken stones were instantly embedded in the wall, a finger deep!

Shan Yong looked at the few small holes in the wall, his pupils shrank, his fists clenched tightly, and he stared at Shan Chao.

In the end, he snorted coldly, "I didn't expect that at this juncture, the strength of Shan Chao's junior brother could go further." ”

His voice was cold, and he turned to leave.

Shan Chao shook his head, picked up the teacup, and slowly took a sip of fragrant tea.

After Fang Cai's series of actions, the tea did not leak at all, only rippled in circles.

The tea on Shan Yong's table spilled a little, but there was still a lot left in the cup.

Shan Chao sighed, stared at Shan Yong's back, squinted, and a ray of essence radiated in his eyes.

He said slowly, "Some time ago, I went back to the sect. ”

Shan Yong paused, and his raised right foot was suspended in the air.

He put down his right foot, turned around and stared at Shan Chao with a frown, waiting for his next step.

"The master is old, even if he often exercises, his body is still not as good as day by day, but he always wants you to go up the mountain to visit him. Shan Chao gently blew the tea and took a sip.

Speaking of the master, Shan Yong's gloomy face finally eased by three points, but then he frowned fiercely and said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, why are you going back at this time?"

Shan Chao didn't care, his face was still peaceful.

"Pu's arithmetic has increased a lot, and I ask him to calculate the eighty-year-old calamity in your mouth. ”

"Don't worry..."Shan Chao took a sip of tea and gently placed it on the table.

I have to say that they are both army commanders, one is still the chief, and the two are from the same sect, but their temperaments and temperaments are really worlds apart.

To see Shan Yong's red eyes and the appearance of wanting to do something, Shan Chao smiled.

A chip found on the cover of a fingernail then pops out between his fingers.

The chip was blue, and while it crossed the air, some blue arcs flashed faintly.

Seeing that the chip fell between the two of them, and Shan Chao's still indifferent smile, Shan Yong frowned and took a few steps back.

There was a gate not far behind him, and he could leave it after a few steps back.

Even if the two of them went out of the sect together, he always had a kind of wariness towards Shan Chao, as if he was wary of anyone.

I saw that the chip on the ground cracked on all sides, and several blue fluorescent rays radiated.

These rays constantly intersect, weave, and fluctuate, eventually forming a fluorescent framework two meters long and wide.

Extremely fantastical.

But these three people are all as usual, after all, this kind of 3D stereoscopic technology has long been used in life, and it is very common.

So they don't make too much of a fuss either.

Above this frame, a white-haired old man stood straight.

This looks white hair, white eyebrows, white beard, white clothes, straight body, and these wrinkles on the face.

But there is no trace of the old atmosphere on his body.

This person is the Pu worship in Shan Chao's mouth.

He held a palm-sized dark green turtle shell in his hand, and on that shell, there were many fantasy runes.

These runes are intricately complex, densely covered with the entire shell of the soft-shelled turtle, and you will definitely feel dazzled when you stare at it for a long time.

I saw Pu worship's eyes slightly closed, and the white eyebrows that were finger long slowly floated up.

The chest-length long white beard and the white robe are even more windless.

Looking at it from a distance, I feel that this person must be a master of the world like a fairy wind and crane bones.

Shan Chao was still smiling, indifferently looking at the stereoscopic projection in front of him.

Shan Yong also opened his eyes wide, staring at the figure of the white-robed old man, clenching his fists tightly without blinking his eyes.

...

He grew up in the Dream Sword Sect since he was a child, and his talent in martial arts against the sky was displayed, and almost all the exercises in the sect were revealed.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he will be able to match some of the older generation of sect disciples.

In today's high-tech era, there are very few people who can practice martial arts in seclusion, and his martial arts talent is extremely high, so he has naturally been valued by the sect, let alone cultivated on a large scale.

Therefore, he also knows a lot of sect secrets, as well as the strength of each worship.

Just like this Pu offering, a body of arithmetic can be called the first in the world.

There are already few people in the arithmetic sect, and it is rare to be able to practice them to such a realm.

And Pu is a rare genius in this century.

When Shan Yong was young, Pu was only in his forties, and when he was young and strong, his hair was almost white.

He also asked Pu Xian, but Pu Xian always looked at the sky with a melancholy face, and then sighed deeply and said indifferently, there are too many leaked heavenly opportunities, this is the price.

At that time, Shan Yong still didn't believe this statement, but he was worshiped by the sect, and the people who supported the sect didn't put it on his face even if he didn't believe it.

Pu worshipped didn't speak, glanced at Shan Yong, and shook his head helplessly.

At that time, he just wanted Pu to worship and pretend to be a ghost, and he didn't care, he still practiced martial arts every day.

Until the outbreak of war, the countries jointly attacked China because of China's fertile land.

Shan Yong, a young and hot-blooded guy, naturally could not close the sect with the sect at this critical juncture, he insisted on going down the mountain to guard the territory.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the sect master no longer persuaded him, and only handed him a Tang knife wrapped in linen.

And Pu enshrined a hexagram for him, and the result was good.

should have been happy, but Pu worshipped only his brows, and then said how many people Shan Yong had killed and how many injuries he had suffered in this war.

In the end, he deliberately emphasized that if Shan Yong met a short old man in the chaos of war, he was also extremely good at arithmetic, and he must be kind to him, and he must not be rude.

Pu offered repeated instructions, but Shan Yong shook his hand indifferently, stepped on the sunset, carried the Tang knife on his back, and went down the mountain.

At first, he killed many enemies and suffered some injuries, but he avoided all of them, but he never reached the number Pu Worship said.

Moreover, the short old man in his mouth also did not appear.

Shan Yong smiled disdainfully, obviously, he also took Pu's arithmetic skills as a joke.

Years passed.

The war was coming to an end, and Shan Yong's sackcloth was worn and dried, covered with dried blood.

There are his own, and there are enemies.

During this time, he joined the army, and the army's proprietary counting device was implanted in his body.

For every enemy he killed, he added a number to his general file in the army.

By this time, he had killed nearly 200,000 enemy troops, including war robots.

He has also been injured nearly 100 times.

Even if it can't reach the accuracy of Pu Offering, it is not less than three or five.

As for the short old man, he has not yet appeared.

Even so, he did not believe in the arithmetic of Pu's worship at all, but he did not believe it completely.