Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Enlistment Order Is Lost

Earth. Doom Base.

Liu Wuyao woke up from the "fatigue release machine", but the bed was not pulled back, and he was still in the machine.

"Xiao Yao, now give you TS time travel injections, you will sleep for ten minutes, but you will feel that you have slept for ten hours, which can regulate your mental state very well. You ready? Susan asked.

"Sister Susan, come on."

"Will you be scared?"

"I'll go, what's there to be afraid of with an injection."

"That's good!" Susan pressed the operating system.

An opening opens on the left side of the machine, and an instrument arm emerges from it, and at the top of the arm is a metal titanium syringe.

"Squeak! Click! "Four bonding metal bands appeared on all four sides of the bed. Liu Wuyao was taken aback, what is this for.

He thought the needle was in his arm, but he didn't expect it......

"Huh? How do you go here, I ............" Liu Wuyao's voice gradually decreased, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The elongated syringe is entered through the nostrils, then into the TS area of the cerebral cortex, and finally injected directly on it, this direct fixation is better than any injection, it is faster, but it is still quite painful when injected.

Liu Wuyao's consciousness began to relax.

Through the monitoring of the EEG, Liu Wuyao's mental band slowly moved from high to low frequency, which is a sign of a relaxed mental state.

Ten minutes passed quickly, Liu Wuyao woke up from his sleep, the bed slowly pulled out, he stretched, in a sense he hadn't slept for a long time.

"How does it feel?" Susan asked.

"In addition to the way of injection, it is a bit unbearable, I feel very smooth, my spirit is empty all of a sudden, blue sky and white clouds, sunshine and sea, everything is really released." Liu Wuyao smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

"We should thank you." Susan kissed Liu Wuyao's forehead, and then said, "It's hard for you to fight on the front line alone." ”

Susan is a gentle woman, her smile can soothe the pain of the past, and the faint fragrance on her body, like a spiritual spring gushing out of the cracks, gives Liu Wuyao the motivation to move forward.

Armory room.

Liu Wuyao asked Li Fei why he didn't use the ordinary long sword to practice, but to use the "Ying Ying Sword". This sword, which weighs more than thirty catties, is a little clumsy to use.

The answer given by Li Fei was a smile......

"Today I'm going to officially teach you the Ethereal Sword Technique." Li Fei is colorful.

Liu Wuyao was a little excited in his heart, after suffering so much, he could finally practice real swordsmanship.

Li Fei said: "You have to watch it carefully." ”

Today, Li Fei was holding a normal long sword.

"I'll take a closer look."

"The first form of the ethereal swordsmanship, run speechless." Li Fei began to draw his sword. His robe with the long sword is chic and elegant, the swordsmanship flickers left and right, up and down, sometimes like a white snake spitting letters, weird and cold, sometimes like a dragon shuttling, walking on all sides, sometimes light as a swallow, a sword rises, sometimes suddenly like lightning, and the fallen leaves collapse. It is really a silver light in the courtyard, and thousands of miles have swallowed the blood of the Huns.

But all this is not the point, the point is that he did not have a sword style when he came out of the sword, that is to say, when he swung the sword, he did not make a sound.

The jargon is that there is no pressure on the wind. No matter how sharp and thin-edged the sword is, it will also be resisted by the air during the violent slash, and the wind pressure will always be generated. But Li Fei's swordsmanship just now didn't make any sound.

"Brother Fei......" Liu Wuyao was finally a person who had practiced swords for a while, so he sighed greatly, "Why did you make the sword not make a sound, your lightning split, how could you not make a sound at all, is your sword different?" ”

"It's my people who are different." Li Fei said coolly, "There are two essences of this move, the first point is that the sword is erratic, so that the opponent cannot judge according to common sense; The second point is that there is no sword wind when the sword is out. A master who wields a sword. It is often possible to predict the opponent's attack through the sword wind, so as to defend or defeat the enemy. But the move of Run Wuyan is not something that ordinary swordsmen can predict or defend. ”

"Brother Fei, this move is awesome." Liu Wuyao exclaimed.

"Alright, it's time for you to try."

Liu Wuyao was stunned for a moment, he just watched it again, and it was not a video recorder, how could he learn it.

"Brother Fei, you demonstrate again."

Li Fei was helpless, slowed down the speed of the sword, and demonstrated it again.

Previously, Liu Wuyao had received basic training in sword wielding, such as the posture of holding the sword, the posture of the sword, and various sword paths, such as: splitting, chopping, cutting, stabbing, pushing, picking, swinging, and so on.

After Li Fei's demonstration, Liu Wuyao was still stunned and didn't understand.

"Do you really want to split your head and see what's in it?" Li Fei said half-jokingly.

I'm not a weapon prodigy, so I'll be able to learn it.

Li Fei demonstrated again, and after he was done, he taught Liu Wuyao the action of decomposition.

Liu Wuyao was holding an ordinary long sword at this time.

"Remember that the feeling of the wrist is like this......" Li Fei corrected and instructed Liu Wuyao behind his back, "When the sword is drawn, it should be divided into four ways, up and down, left and right. ”

After practicing for more than three hours, Liu Wuyao finally copied the first style so-so.

"Alright, you can practice on your own." Li Fei began to do his daily homework.

Every time Li Fei teaches a point, he will conduct physical training.

I remember when I was a child, Shaolin's "one-finger Zen" was widely reported by the media, and "one-finger Zen" was endowed with a symbol of strength.

Now Li Fei ......

Li Fei stood upside down, his left hand was on his back, and his right index finger was poking the ground, which was not counting, "Kuafu" fell from the sky and was caught by Li Fei's legs, so as to increase the weight.

One, two, three...... Li Fei started doing upright push-ups. Usually he does 300 finger changes, ring finger, middle finger, thumb, little finger.

The most incredible thing is the little thumb, how can he withstand the weight of Li Fei's whole family's "praise father".

"Don't look at me! Practice your own swords! Li Fei reprimanded.

"Yes, Phineas."

"With the Ying Ying Sword!"

Liu Wuyao collapsed again, he had just learned the skin of the move, didn't using the Ying Ying Sword increase the difficulty?

Helplessly, Liu Wuyao raised the "Yingying Sword" of more than thirty catties.

"The action is wrong, the body method, the footwork, and the tacit understanding is a little more tacit." Li Fei, who was standing upside down, was not idle.

"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Wuyao pouted with a bitter gourd face and responded.

Will Bellus. Ellen House. There are three days left before the first physical fitness test of the cavalry cadet team.

Liu Wuyao came back from a tiring day, and he would say goodbye to Beckham in a few days, and he also bothered Liu Wuyao about meeting Ellen in the cavalry trainee team in the future.

When I entered the door, I saw Ellen sitting in the center of the living room, and there was something wrong with her.

He looked worried.

Looks like something is going on.

Liu Wuyao turned around, and walked through a small bush from the front yard to the main house at the back.

Halfway through, Liu Wuyao turned back, no matter what, he couldn't help but ask.

"Ellen, what's wrong with you?" Liu Wuyao asked with concern.

Ellen looked up at Liu Wuyao, his face full of sorrow.

"What the hell is going on?" Liu Wuyao asked again.

"Enlistment order lost!"

"Huh?"