"Beard, do you have any equipment that can check military exploits?"

Ma Shao's eyes lit up, and he turned around and asked. ㄟ．

The young man known as the bearded man was the master who practiced the Dragon Claw Skill, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything, turned his hand and took out a bracelet and put it on his wrist.

The next moment, a screen suddenly flew out of the bracelet, and behind the rows of names and avatars, their respective military exploits were recorded from high to low.

"Mo Fan, military merit value, zero?"

Ma Shao leaned up and glanced at it, his brows furrowed.

Just kidding, there was such a big commotion in the practice room, and even the soundproofing equipment failed, such a master, the military merit value is actually zero, how is this possible?

Not to mention Ma Shao, even Han Mingxi was confused when he saw it.

"Impossible, this Mo Fan just had a discussion with the eaves listening to the wind, his gossip palm is clearly far beyond the eaves listening to the wind, and even the eaves listening to the wind has a little military merit, how can this Mo Fan not even have a little military merit?"

is also a gossip palm, the eaves listen to the wind is almost small, since Mo Fan is far better than the eaves listening to the wind, and every time he can stop at a critical time, it seems to be free.

This level of gossip is normal to say that it is Xiaocheng, and it is not impossible to become a big cheng, but Mo Fan's military merits are zero, which is too strange, Han Mingxi is puzzled.

"Hmph, what's impossible? It's hard to guarantee that he didn't come in with a family heirloom martial art, and wanted to use the family heirloom martial arts to compete with the grandmaster projection in the practice room. ”

The young man who practiced Hongquan clasped his hands, pursed his lips disdainfully, and found a reason very angrily.

Ma Shao raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.

Han Mingxi's face changed, and he frowned and looked at this Hongquan boy.

Although the words of this Hongquan kid are not good, I have to say that they are not completely unreasonable.

In the military department, there are also many people who don't believe in the martial arts here at all, and they disdain to learn, and only specialize in family martial arts.

Among these people, many people don't even care about the practice room, but some of them have always tried to use the grandmaster projection in the practice room as a sparring partner, hoping to use the martial arts attainments of these grandmaster projections to hone their family martial arts and make their strength go further.

The family martial arts are cultivated since childhood, and they are not the same thing as the martial arts popularized in the army, so naturally they cannot be counted as military merits.

If this Mo Fan is really practicing a family heirloom martial art similar to Baguazhang, no matter how powerful his family heirloom martial arts is, his military merits will definitely always be zero.

But Han Mingxi had already said very clearly just now, this Mo Fan's gossip palm attainments are quite good, and he is still above the eaves to listen to the wind, and even the eaves to listen to the wind have military merits, how can Mo Fan have no military merits?

When the Hongquan kid said this, he was clearly questioning his eyesight, saying that he couldn't even tell if Mo Fan was using Baguazhang.

"It's a pity, I thought our Wasteland Legion had another genius. ”

"Forget it, let's go back. ”

A flash of disappointment flashed in Ma Shao's eyes, and he shook his head with interest, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the red light on the practice room went out, the door opened, and a figure walked out of it.

"Hey, why are there so many people?"

Mo Fan just exhaled, wiped a handful of cold sweat, and looked up and was startled.

The people who live on this level are all genius recruits, and there are only seven people in total, which is good, counting himself, there are six people standing here.

looked at Han Mingxi and noticed the other party's eyes, and Mo Fan suddenly understood.

"It seems that this is a bad person. ”

Han Mingxi's secret gesture naturally reminded him to deal with it carefully.

But Mo Fan was secretly glad first, fortunately, he had just entered the practice room in time.

Looking at this state of affairs, if he was a few steps late, I am afraid that he would have to deal with these troubles first, and then he would have a chance to enter the practice room.

Although he is not afraid of trouble, the longer the perception and experience of a night, the longer it drags on, the more details will be forgotten, and the worse the effect will be.

"I've run out, you feel free. ”

Leaving these words, Mo Fan decisively turned around and left.

Just kidding, knowing that there was trouble, he wouldn't stay and entangle with these people.

However, when he left, Han Mingxi was a little anxious.

Come on, this is a horse sustenance!

Ma Shao didn't even speak, Mo Fan actually dropped his words and was about to leave, can you stop being so joking?

"Stop, boy, your name is Mo Fan, right? Let me introduce first, my name is Hu Que, and I practice dragon claw skills, what about you?"

The young man who was called the bearded man before spoke first and blocked in front of Mo Fan.

"What do you mean? You all know my name is Mo Fan, what else do you need to introduce?"

"Also, come on, I'm busy, please get out of the way. ”

Mo Fan rolled his eyes angrily and urged the other party to give way.

These people knew at a glance that they were young and vigorous, and they were likely to do it if they couldn't say a few words.

The easiest thing he could think of was to leave and let these people fight on their own, he wasn't interested in it at all.

The point is, he has been out for a long time, and his sister Xiaoyu is alone in the house, and he doesn't know how boring it is, he has to hurry back to accompany his sister, who has the leisure time to stay and deal with these strange guys?

"That's enough! Mo Fan, don't pretend to be confused with us. ”

"We know who you are, but we don't know what kind of martial arts you practice, as well as your origin and origin, and how you came to the military department, we don't know anything about this. As a talented recruit on the same floor, don't you think you should introduce yourself first?"

The Hong Fist Kid followed up and spoke, and his tone was quite unkind.

"Please, there are a total of five martial arts to choose from in this practice room, in addition to Baguazhang, what other martial arts do you think I can practice?"

"As for the rest of the news, do you know that it has anything to do with me, and why should I tell you?"

If this person speaks well and his tone is a little polite, Mo Fan doesn't mind explaining a few more words, anyway, it won't delay much time.

But the other party's tone was too impulsive, as if someone owed him, Mo Fan naturally didn't bother to be polite.

After a few simple explanations, he subconsciously slashed away from the Dragon Claw Gong Hu Que that was blocking in front of him, and continued to walk out.

But with this subconscious move, Hu Que's eyes lit up first, his hands turned into claws, and he met it without hesitation, but then, Hu Que was directly dumbfounded.

I didn't see Mo Fan make such a move, and his movements were not necessarily fast, but this hand preferred to skillfully cut Hu Que's dragon claw hand, and easily pushed Hu Que away several steps.

Mo Fan didn't care so much, after pushing away Hu Que, he decisively quickened his pace and left this corridor in the blink of an eye.

The Hongquan kid with a bad tone didn't want to stop him, but the situation just now was too weird, he didn't react for a while, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Fan was already gone.

End of chapter