Thank you Uncle Long for the casual reward of two yuan-you said it yourself......

Thank you for the click of other friends to recommend collections, upload new books, and continue to ask for support......

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

The height advantage of 1.8 meters against 1.35 meters cannot be converted into an actual victory in many cases, but only when Ren Quan aimed at the overhead muzzle that the opponent had just shown, there was finally a good opportunity with the shortest distance and the most correct direction.

And sure enough, as someone guessed instantly, his right fist finally didn't meet the shield that extended half a meter this time.

But because of this, Ren Quan's posture at this moment is a little awkward-

The enemy is 1.35 meters, and when he bows his head with his chest in a normal fighting posture, the right punch theoretically cannot attack the enemy. But with the addition of a half-meter shield, if he can't hit it at a height of about 1.8 meters, there is nothing wrong with him continuing to use the common protective stance while attacking.

However, assuming that the opponent's shield is all-round, then he must leave a margin of half a meter at the farthest distance from the destroyer, otherwise it will be a pure shame to mix garlic directly.

In this way, although the protection near the enemy's gun muzzle is gone, and Ren Quan's right fist can continue to swing and attack, the distance under his feet is still there, and even then he is afraid that he will have to lie on the shield with his whole body, and his right fist may hit the destroyer's gun......

A silent knee blow to the left leg.

It's a pity that the invisible shield on the other side has really been maintained.

Although it seems to have shrunk to about thirty centimeters from the shell, which can be used as a power transfer to prepare for the shell, the problem of Ren Quan's attack posture still cannot be satisfactorily solved.

The deliberate reloading sound from inside the destroyer continued, sounding like a taunt at someone.

Under normal circumstances, the one on Ren Quan's side should choose a dodge posture, after all, the other party has cleverly used the height difference and the shape of the shield to create a situation that seems to be unsustainable for him, but-

"Bluff!"

At the same time as his left leg landed, Ren Quan did not avoid it, and blasted out his right fist again, and the target was still in the direction of the muzzle!

The reloading sound of the demonstration means that even if the destroyer launches this round of attacks, it will not adopt the situation of energy weapons, so as long as Ren Quan's fist is near the muzzle of the gun, and the upcoming fire is not a pure solid bullet, the result of firing the cannon can only be a lose-lose situation.

(And if the punch is too low, the result that the fuse is not triggered, it is equivalent to someone being struck purely by a piece of supersonic iron.) ）

Next, sure enough, there was no roar of the destroyer's main guns.

It's just that Ren Quan's choice fell into the other party's calculations from the beginning, and the destroyer body, which had not moved before, suddenly left the ground at this moment, as if it was a rapid jumping action.

A small clash of fists appeared in the training room, and quickly spread and echoed in the empty room.

Although not a minute came, from the moment the destroyer landed, a proposal was made to "end the sparring".

Of course, Ren Quan agreed without hesitation.

There's no way, if there's anything more depressing than throwing a fist at a well-protected turtle, it's that this turtle is iron-clad.

Although in the countless tempering sessions so far, someone's fists will not cause any damage to themselves even if they really swing at the alloy wall with all their might, but after all, it is still too stupid to fight steel with flesh and blood.

The confrontation just now could basically be regarded as a draw, because although he had calculated the details of the shield retraction, it was also a chance that the destroyer deliberately provided him to experience "the strength between his current physical body and the shell of others".

On the whole, the world where Ren Quan was originally located was within the scope of normal common sense.

That is to say, even if the destroyer removes the shield and lets him fight, it is likely that the flesh and blood will fly on his side.

"Aren't you a little disappointed?"

"I should have asked you this question, right?"

After the above simple exchange, the two parties tacitly agreed not to continue to struggle with the exercise itself just now. So Ren Quan then walked to the side of the dressing machine, prepared two more sets of clothes for himself, and then, under the guidance and guidance of the destroyer, went through several walls, well, invisible movable doors, into a certain bathroom to clean up himself.

Although the battle time just now was not even one round, the physical consumption of the normal human side was obviously not small, and it was not strange for Ren Quan, who had been retired for five years, to sweat profusely.

By the time he walked out of the bathroom door refreshed, it was clear that the destroyer had been waiting for a long time. "Next, we're going to go to the library you're most interested in."

"Is my A-level clearance still there?" Someone asked a question that seemed unrelated to the current situation.

Another sliding door closed behind the two of them, and the destroyer didn't make any gesture of turning its body, still moving forward normally, "It's still there, and it's not that different from the scan results." ”

"So next, what we are going to check is the so-called general outline of martial arts?" The smile on the corner of Ren Quan's mouth was not very natural, but there was no obvious willingness to object.

"If you volunteer, biochemical modification, or mechanical principles, and so on, are also open at any time."

"I thought that from the very beginning, nanomachinery or something would have done all these steps."

"It's not impossible if you're too low-level, or if you only have an e-win in the exercise just now."

"What the hell is E-win? Are you deliberately using the rules of ship C to mock me? How stupid do I have to be to sink myself in that ordinary practice just now? ”

"Hehe, who knows?"

"Huh."

The atmosphere was originally quite harmonious, but after the above few-for-tat sentences, there seemed to be a slight murmur.

However, soon the reference room arrived, and the corresponding arguments naturally did not exist in adult social interactions.

Although Ren Quan had always suspected that the destroyer was just taking him back and forth, for example, after going around a few more times, in fact, the duty room was the practice room, and the bathroom was the data room. But when the real data room was placed in front of him, he finally had to admit that he really had too much heart.

Although the huge computer query system and virtual display screen that appeared directly behind the door did not occupy much space, that is, ten meters square at most, but looking at the past with his habitual environment, behind the whole system of modern or future technology, there are rows of traditional bookshelves.

And although it doesn't look real from a distance, those bookshelves seem to be quite full. The whole feeling for Ren Quan is like returning to the library with a fairly old history during the military academy period.

The destroyer unsurprisingly stopped in front of the giant virtual display, "Regarding the basic problem of your body, I think everyone should know in their hearts, so the next thing to be carried out is indeed basic training." ”

"Where to start? Ordinary standing piles to train strength? Because the other party has been quite open and honest so far, Ren Quan's question this time really didn't carry any irony in it.

"No, it's the Enhanced Impact."

"Uh...... Wouldn't it be a little too jumpy? ”