The red mist spread, and the ghosts howled.

The walls were torn apart, and fragments of mechs and defenses were scattered everywhere.

Human corpses, alien corpses mixed together, green and red blood entangled.

Above the pile of corpses, stood a figure carrying a knife.

His armor was in tatters, and his body and knife were stained with green blood.

He looked up to the sky and roared three times,

A tragic sound,

A desolation,

A ...... Wrath!

Then he slashed out.

This knife shattered the red mist and smashed the ghosts of the alien races in it.

It also made Ling An, who had been watching here, lose all perception in an instant.

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Sitting up suddenly, Ling An was shocked.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

This kind of dream again?

Ling An looked at his hands.

He realized something was wrong with him.

I have had such a dream three times. And every time, it's related to the Martian scene.

That's right, the current Ling An is very sure that this is definitely a Martian battlefield.

But he had never been to the battlefield of Mars, and everything he even dreamed of was not something he had ever seen.

Comb it carefully.

The first dream, a huge presence like a mountain, a destroyed city wall and a rout of human warriors......

In the second dream, a man allowed himself to flee while he and some other human warriors were killed by a being......

The third dream is the dream that Ling An has today.

The man, standing on top of the corpse of the alien race, slashed through countless alien races with one sword.

What the hell is going on?

Ling An had an impulse - immediately contact Instructor Xiang Yi and General Zhou Yang to report his abnormality.

But what is the reason for this? Why do you have these dreams?

While pondering, Ling An suddenly noticed something that surprised him.

The man in the dream, the kind of momentum displayed on his body, the knife that cut through the alien race, cut off the red mist......

It's 'potential'!

Ling An was very sure that although this kind of power was much stronger than Xiang Yi's, it was definitely the same kind of thing!

Force!

Ling An still couldn't tell what it was at the moment, but there was a feeling in the dark that he seemed to have grabbed something, but more was lost from his palm.

But Ling An was already satisfied, although it was only a trace of understanding, but it also solved a lot of doubts in his heart.

potential, presumably a kind of spiritual power.

Can't be too greedy.

Ling An let out a long breath and rolled out of bed.

It was just dawning outside, Ling An packed himself, came out of the dormitory, and ran to the training ground.

It was still too early at this time, and if it weren't for that dream that made it difficult for Ling An to fall asleep again, he wouldn't have been willing to get up so early.

In the training camp, the trainer's Tianxun bracelet must detect the door of the personal room by 6 o'clock every morning. And at this moment, it is only four o'clock in the morning.

Ling An first ran ten kilometers.

In this process, there are also a very small number of training soldiers who get up relatively early.

Diligence and hard work are essential qualities for these training soldiers.

Running and running, a person slowly chased behind him.

"Morning, 002."

Ye Zixu looked very energetic.

"Did you feel the instructor's knife yesterday?" Ye Zixu asked.

"Sort of, what about you?" Ling An said.

"A little." Ye Zixu sighed.

Ling An was a little surprised.

It was because of that inexplicable dream that I was able to feel the power of a little 'potential', why did Ye Zixu rely on?

Wait, he's from the Combat Skill Family, maybe he's already in contact with these.

For that dream, Ling An decided to keep it a secret for the time being, and he himself couldn't say why.

As everyone knows, Ye Zixu was even more surprised in his heart.

Others don't know, but he, Ye Zixu, knows it clearly.

That's "potential"!

It is the sign of a strong human being.

And this emblem is the emblem of an A-class warrior.

The power of "potential" is very magical and very powerful, and ordinary people have not reached that point, and they can't appreciate it at all.

Ye Zixu himself also asked himself that before the A-level, there was absolutely no way to grasp the "potential", at most, he only understood a little and prepared for the A-level in the future.

As for why he can only have the opportunity to appreciate the "potential" when he reaches the A level, he is not clear.

"After today's training, I'll teach you Youbu and Stacking Punch." Surprise is surprise, but Ye Zixu is not out of shape.

"Well, thank you."

Without further ado, after both of them had completed the laps and warmed up, they trained in the gravity room for some time.

After that, it was time to go to dinner and attend the instructor's class.

It's not every day that you have to face virtual space training.

As warriors, in addition to training, they also learn to understand their enemies.

At this moment, the instructor of the mantis battalion stood on the podium, and in front of him were more than 3,000 guerrilla trainers.

"Little cubs, do you see it clearly? This is the raider. The praying mantis camp instructor pointed to the virtual image.

The sharp forelimbs like a sickle, the dark red carapace, and even the haughty demeanor are vividly simulated.

The above is the raider that Ling An had fought before.

"The previous introduction was very undetailed, in fact, if you didn't really feel it, I'm afraid you wouldn't realize the horror of this alien monster."

Ling An below nodded.

There is still an element of luck in fighting against the raiders. The raider was supposed to be waiting for himself to go up and mend the knife, but fortunately he and Ladybug 067 were cautious enough to kill it with a high-explosive grenade.

The praying mantis camp instructor recounted in detail how terrifying the creature was.

Through his narration, Ling An learned that the most terrifying thing about this creature was actually their hidden ability.

This is like the top assassin of mankind, if you don't make a move, it will be almost a must-kill, at least a C-level warrior will be able to react when the raider strikes.

Otherwise, it can only be detected with a single instrument with many limitations.

The day's classes ended quickly, and Ling An and Ye Zixu had dinner and came to the guerrilla training hall.

Log in to the virtual space.

Opening his eyes, Ling An saw Ye Zixu not far away.

"It's better for you to pick a place." Ye Zixu said.

In fact, the best way to teach combat skills is in battle, or even in life and death battles.

In the past, when there was no consciousness to fully dive into technology, those who mastered powerful combat skills, except for private diligent training, were usually experienced in a hundred battles.

And now, with this technology, the Honorable soldiers can simulate the situation of life-and-death combat as much as possible under safe conditions.

This is extremely important.

Sure enough, science and technology are the primary productive forces.

Ling An sighed in his heart while choosing the Martian environment simulation.

For some reason, he loved the somewhat desolate environment of Mars.

These rocks, these gravels, although they are not as vibrant as the earth, but they make Ling An feel inexplicably kind.

"Are you ready?" Ye Zixu looked at Ling An.

At this time, neither of them had any weapons, but they were covered with armed armor.

"Come on."

Ling An didn't feel unhappy at all because he was going to be beaten next, and was even a little excited.

Ye Zixu nodded slightly, and then his steps moved, and the strange pace made Ling An suddenly have an illusion of his position.

Ghostwalk.

Ling An shook his head and looked again, Ye Zixu had already come to him.

A punch comes out.

Stacked punches.

Ling An immediately raised his fist and faced it.

Rumble!

Without any suspense, Ling An was blown away.

"Think about it, the reason why combat skills are combat skills is not something that can be learned by imitation of movements." Ye Zixu played the role of a mentor at this time, and said to Ling An seriously.

On the ground, Ling An rubbed his chest, and between frowning, his right arm was repaired and intact.

That's the benefit of virtual space.

But it's really terrifying, after crushing his right fist, he can still let his entire arm collapse, and even the battle armor can't stop it, so he can only slow down the impact slightly.

But what made Ling An's eyes solemn was that he didn't understand.

In fact, before he really came into contact with this kind of combat technique used by Ye Zixu, Ling An didn't think that any combat technique was exclusive.

Because his understanding of combat skills is all about the imitation of movements.

Just as humans can learn from a raider to slash a storm, even though it requires quite a lot of physical control, the principle is not difficult to understand.

But now, Ling An was confused and suspicious.

Before, he just meant that he didn't see clearly, but he felt that as long as he could see Ye Zixu's movements clearly, he could find the trick.

But the reality is a splash, and he slapped Ling An in the ear.

No, it's two ears.

Whether it was Youbu or Stacking Punch, he didn't understand it.

"Come again!" Ling An was more energetic

Class got off early today, and there was time.

A minute later.

"Come again!"

……

"Come again!"

……

"Come again!"

Ye Zixu frowned and withdrew his hand.

"002, you can't do this."

Ling An had just gotten up from the ground, and he still didn't believe it.

He had already understood the movements of Youbu, although he still did not understand the mystery, but at least, the movements were understood.

But the punch ......

This combat skill made Ling An even more crazy.

Because no matter how you look at it, it's an ordinary punch! Not even the muscles trembled.

At this time, in Ling Anxin, the trouble caused to him by the stacking fist was no less than the situation!

"Again."

Ling An just repeated.

Ye Zixu shook his head.

"002, you're not thinking the right way."

Ling An looked at him with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

"Skill, what really matters, is not movement. The action is just an aid, just a stance, and what really matters is the way the power runs. ”

Originally, Ye Zixu wanted Ling An to realize this by himself.

But it seems that he thinks too much, even if he has a high opinion of Ling An, this kind of requirement is beyond ordinary people.

Also, if you haven't been exposed to real combat skills, how can you imagine the different ways of operation of power?

"Come again!"

Looking at Ling An's stubborn expression, Ye Zixu sighed secretly.

Who knows, this time Ling An actually took the initiative to attack.

What he stepped on was a ghostly step.

But it's just a façade.

Watching Ling An punch him, Ye Zixu felt that he had to give him some advice.

With some regret in his heart, Ye Zixu's fist and Ling An's fist were confronted.

There was no doubt that Ling An was once again repulsed.

But Ye Zixu's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

This punch gave him a different feeling!

Although it is the same posture, Ye Zixu is very clear about the difference.

A person, if all the strength of the whole body adds up to ten, then ordinary people can exert the power of three through fists at most.

This is due to the body's protection from overload. But it's also because ordinary people can only know the simplest way to use power.

And combat skills, through a unique way of power operation, can make this power play to five, six, or even seven.

As for the attack that exerts its full power...... Even if there is, it means that the body has reached its limit.

But just now with Ling An's punch, Ye Zixu felt that it was half stronger than his previous all-out blow.

His power has changed from three to four and five!