In fact, in the later stage of the warrior-level space, the positioning of martial artists has begun to be a little awkward.

For example, foreign martial artists are not as good as fighters in attack power, and their ability to resist pressure is not as good as that of fighters, so they can only rely on their staying power to barely maintain their position as a second-tier MT.

Although the martial artists of the inner family have dexterous body skills and are not weak in attack ability, they lack protection and cannot serve as MT, lack stealth ability, and cannot act as scouts, although their attack power is not weak, but their fragile armor makes them unable to cope with the melee.

Fighting alone, the inner martial artist can fight with any powerful professional by relying on his dexterous body skills, but ...... In the mission, there is a chance to go it alone.

Although it is great to cultivate both inside and outside, it is an advantage that can only be obtained by putting more time and effort into it than others.

The positioning of a second-rate fighter made Bai Qi completely nobody in this team.

Bai Qi doesn't care about this positioning, if he wants, he can impress everyone in any battle, and this status is also convenient for him to break away at any time without causing a backlash from others.

In fact, Bai Qi is not optimistic about this team, as the saying goes, three stinkers top one Zhuge Liang, and three Zhuge Liang become stinkers, the smarter people are, the more difficult it is to cooperate, and there are just too many smart people in this team.

Paladins, dark knights, and red-haired mages are all likely to have been regimental commanders in the non-commissioned barracks, and most of the others are arrogant.

Bai Qi sat in the corner, looking at the active and somewhat excessive team in front of him without saying a word, with an imperceptible sneer on his face.

Are monks really so unbearable?

If the monks are really such a wastewood, then how did the Xiuzhen Alliance become a powerful force that can keep along, or even surpass, the Alliance of the Gods and the Arcane Empire?

Why this lieutenant space. Among the most famous powerhouses, the proportion of monks would be so high?

In fact, compared to Western professions, the monk is the most liberal profession, not even a profession, but a series of professions.

At least within the monks, they are divided into three lines: Tao, Buddha, and Demon. Moreover, each line is divided into countless sects, and even there are many different exercises in the same sect, so how can the trained monks be the same.

Of all the professions, monks have the widest choice of skills.

Mage, Priest, Warrior...... These professions, once selected, are basically determined the spell skills that can be learned, at most they are just learning a few more rare spells, and they do not have much impact on the skill system of the entire profession.

For Western professionals. The quality of the qualification will only affect the speed of advancement, under the same professional level, the best qualified mage and the worst qualified mage are not obviously painless, and it is even possible that the best qualified mage cannot beat the worst qualified mage.

But monks are different.

Every monk will be faced with many kinds of exercises, and monks with different qualifications and talents will not practice the same exercises at all. It's even about the same qualifications, but because of the different combinations of intelligence and perceptual talents. They will also choose different exercises, and even monks with exactly the same qualifications, just because of their different personalities, they will choose different exercises.

This also leads to very large individual differences among monks, and monks with good talent will not only cultivate faster than monks with poor talents, but may also be more powerful than them. Of course, it is also possible that on the contrary, some monks with poor qualifications know that they have little hope of advancement, so they take the sword sideways, and choose powerful exercises that are difficult to enter.

These people looked at Bai Qi with the eyes of ordinary monks, and they were doomed to not be able to draw the right conclusions.

When Bai Qi and the others walked out of the tavern. The plaza outside was still quiet, and in the windows of several nearby buildings, there were faint people watching the tavern they were in.

Bai Qi glanced at a row of large holes in the brick wall of a tall building on the northeast side of the square, and couldn't help but grin.

The large holes were apparently caused by electromagnetic rifle fire.

According to the data settings of the system, the power of the submachine gun is between 30 and 50, and the power of the electromagnetic rifle sold in the lieutenant space is mostly more than 300, that is, nearly ten times the power of the submachine gun.

Apparently the natives were terrified by the power of the electromagnetic guns.

In the end, there were a total of fourteen space warriors left, basically the same as Bai Qi, either just promoted, or not long after being promoted, they were all elites in the sergeant-level space, and the arrogance cultivated in the sergeant-level space has not yet subsided, and those who used to be the head of the regiment all hope to build a team again and continue to be the boss.

The blonde knight is named Sophiroth, the dark knight is named Banya, and the red-haired mage is named Oselan.

The strength announced by these three people is also the strongest among all of them, of course, it is not excluded that among the others, there are people who pretend to be pigs and eat tigers like Bai Qi.

Fourteen people stepped onto hoverbikes and galloped out of the town, towards the town of Turin.

Before stepping onto the motorcycle, Bai Qi glanced sideways at the building that had been damaged by an electromagnetic gun, and on the second floor of the building, in a room, a middle-aged man in uniform and a mustache was squatting under the window, looking at them with a probing brain.

This mustache is the sheriff of the town, and the person with the magical aura that Bai Qi found.

But in the end, Bai Qi didn't do anything, although he was very curious about this planet that was very similar to the actual Earth of Nineteen in the movie, and he was also a little curious about why this wild planet had a magical inheritance, but this did not make him ignore the task.

The three had just left the town when a long whistle sounded behind them, and a train was coming from the west.

Bai Qi looked back, and his near-superhuman eyesight allowed him to see that among the simple wagons of the train sat a dense crowd of warriors.

The warriors wore beautiful sky-blue uniforms and carried old-fashioned rifles on their backs......

Apparently, the indigenous countries of the planet are finally responding.

The speed of the floating motorcycle is naturally not comparable to that of the old steam train, and the train is quickly thrown away.

Although they had tried to avoid the route that the large army had swept before, they still had little to gain along the way, only to encounter more and more traces of battle.

It seems that the previous large army may also choose to disperse in order to increase the harvest.

It wasn't until they approached the edge of Turin City that they finally came across a horde of demons.

It was a village on the outskirts of the city, with a country house and a church at its core, surrounded by more than thirty ordinary houses, and on the outskirts of the village was a large area of manicured farmland.

When Bai Qi and the others passed through this village, they saw a scene that was unforgettable. (To be continued.) )