Trainee Fang Mingwei reported. With a loud voice, Fang Mingwei shouted loudly.

Opposite him was a big man with a dark face, who was looking at him coldly at the moment.

Although Fang Mingwei was sure that he and this big man had never lived in life, he could faintly see the trace of annoyance and hostility in the other party's eyes.

"Listen, I don't care who your backstage is, but since you're in my training camp, you have to show your real skills if you want to pass the test."

"Yes, instructor."

Seeing Fang Mingwei's loud answer like an ordinary soldier, the black man's face relaxed a little, and said, "My name is Lu Dezong, and I have been your personal instructor in the past few months. When you can meet the requirements of the Sharp Knife Force, you can graduate from me. If you can't reach it, either you just keep practicing, or you just get out, understand? ”

"Understood."

"Okay, now, give me the first test and let me see what you're capable of." Lu Dezong yelled, led him to a large sports field with a strange shape, pointed to a running track, and shouted, "Now, give me a lap." ”

Fang Mingwei was slightly stunned, and then ran up, but after a while, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

It turned out that this large sports field turned out to be a gravity room, and as gravity increased, the difficulty of running laps increased significantly.

However, Fang Mingwei was not afraid, but showed a meaningful smile. Running laps in the gravity chamber reminded him of the hard training he had at the Earth Alliance's capital planet. It's just that now his physical ability has reached the peak of the tenth level, and under this degree of gravity oppression, his heart has instead swelled with good memories and infinite fighting spirit.

In a happy state, you are often able to perform at a high level. Just like at this moment, Fang Mingwei didn't feel tired at all, as if the more he ran, the easier he became, without the slightest pressure.

Outside the gravity room, Lu Dezong was amazed. When General Xu specially assigned him, the chief instructor of the Sharp Knife Force, to train Fang Mingwei, he still thought that Fang Mingwei was a disciple of a certain family who wanted to infiltrate the Sharp Knife Troops to earn fame and merit, so he made up his mind that he must strictly control it.

It's just that I didn't expect that the gravity room running circle, which has always been talked about by the children of the family, has lost its role in getting off the horse.

When he saw the smile on Fang Mingwei's face and his relaxed pace, he immediately understood that this little test could not stump this person at all.

Sure enough, half an hour later, Fang Mingwei had successfully reached the passing line.

"Stop."

Fang Mingwei stopped obediently, and looked at the runway with regret, although his body was very tired, he still had the ability to continue running.

"Not bad." Lu Dezong's face looked a little better, and said: "Running laps, especially in the gravity room, is the most able test of people's will. You're qualified. ”

"Thank you, instructor."

"However, if you want to join the Sharp Knife Force, it is not enough to rely on will, you must thoroughly master the skills of all Marine Units, otherwise you will be eliminated as well."

"Yes, Instructor."

Taking Fang Mingwei to a huge armory, Lu Dezong led more than a dozen different types of energy guns, and said, "Now, I will teach you how to disassemble and assemble energy weapons, I will only do it once, you can see it." ”

After that, Lu Dezong's hands moved quickly, and the dozen or so energy guns turned into parts in one place in ten minutes, and they were mixed together in a pile in the east and a pile in the west.

"Did you see what I was doing?"

"Report to the instructor, see a little clearer."

"See clearly?" Lu Dezong was stunned for a moment, and then there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Okay, since you can see it clearly, then you can assemble it, and I will give you a day." With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

At this moment, there were still more than ten small soldiers in the armory, and they looked at Fang Mingwei gloatingly, although they didn't understand why Lu Dezong wanted to embarrass him, but it was also an interesting thing to see others unlucky.

Fang Mingwei looked down for a while, closed his eyes, every movement of Lu Dezong just now was like slow motion, replayed in his mind.

Memorizing these little things was a piece of cake for Fang Mingwei, whose spiritual strength had reached level fifteen.

However, it's one thing to remember other people's movements, and it's another thing to assemble them yourself. Picking up the two parts, Fang Mingwei pondered for a while before he could put them together.

I frowned slightly, this is not possible, even if I remember the installation steps, but without any experience, it may take a long time to assemble all these parts.

But how can you waste your time here?

Taking a deep breath, Fang Mingwei immediately called out the soul of Eke and the soul of the Tianyi clan.

With his strength at the moment, even if he doesn't wear a small crown, he can fuse two souls at the same time, with the help of their strength and knowledge.

Sure enough, these firearms, which were already complicated to the level of art in Fang Mingwei's opinion, were as simple as one plus one for primary school students to the Tianyi clan.

You only need to confirm with Lu Dezong's movements in Fang Mingwei's memory to understand the structure and characteristics of these firearms. And with the Celestial Wing Clan, a master weapon researcher, Ek's movements are even faster.

Under Ek's control, every small part that seems to be picked up casually can always find its correct destination in the shortest possible time, and this action has a tendency to get faster and faster.

Several of the custodians in the armory were still watching the excitement at first, but when Fang Mingwei's movements became more and more proficient and faster, their eyeballs almost bulged.

"Crackling, clicking......"

After a series of loud sounds, more than a dozen energy weapons had all been assembled.

Fang Mingwei stood up excitedly and repeated the memory in his mind again, at this moment, his soul was fused with the Tianyi Clan and Ek, so after reading it once, he already understood the ** of the Ten.

This is the benefit of the fusion of souls, and the imparting of knowledge in this way is a thousand times better than the pure teaching of any teacher.

With a deep breath, Fang Mingwei was confident that even if he asked him to do it again, he could do it without any mistakes.

Walking out of the armory with his head held high, just in time to see Lu Dezong chatting with a major, he strode forward and saluted: "Report to the instructor, is it assembled?" ”

"What? Assembled? ”

"Yes, instructor."

Lu Dezong returned to the armory with a suspicious expression, looked at the dozen or so energy weapons that were brand new, and said, "With your fastest speed, disassemble and reassemble them." ”

"Yes." Fang Mingwei didn't say a word, his hands flew up and down, disassembling and restoring these weapons at a dizzying speed.

Lu Dezong nodded with satisfaction and asked, "Yes, have you played with these things before?" ”

"Nope."

"No?" Lu Dezong said in disbelief: "Since you haven't played these things, how can you master them immediately?" ”

"Report to the instructor, haven't you already demonstrated it once?"

The corner of Lu Dezong's eyes jumped, he demonstrated it once, and he was able to fully grasp it, such a talent is a little too terrifying.

"Okay, you've passed this level, come with me ......"

In the next two days, Fang Mingwei completed eighteen different tests, and although the results were good and bad, all of them passed without exception.

On the third day, Lu Dezong found General Xu with the information in his hand, reported Fang Mingwei's achievements to him, and suggested that he join the Sharp Knife Army.

When General Xu heard this, a cold sweat suddenly oozed from his vest, and he hurriedly said, "Instructor Lu, how is this possible?" His physical abilities are only level ten, and these training programs may not even be able to be completed by a level 12 soldier. ”

"I understand, General. But Fang Mingwei is different, his will is extremely firm, no matter what the situation is, he did not give up, and the most important thing is that he seems to have experienced harsh training before, and he is very familiar with our training methods, so he can pass them all. ”

General Xu's face suddenly became strange, and he asked, "You say, he has undergone special physical training?" ”

"Yes, and it's not short, and it's been years of persistent training, otherwise it would not have been possible to get to this point."

"But, he's a spiritual cultivator." General Xu held his head in his hands and said bitterly: "The cultivators of the spiritual department actually went to exercise their physical skills, is there any reason for this." ”

Indeed, as the level of civilization increases, everyone will make a choice about their future development when they are young.

Those who are good at physical arts specialize in physical arts, and similarly, those who are good at spiritual power specialize in spiritual power.

Although there is also cross-learning between the two, the time spent between each other is very different, and it can be said that in addition to the major direction, the cultivation of another ability is basically a play ticket surname.

However, Fang Mingwei's appearance disrupted all this, a master of the spiritual department actually spent hard work to cultivate physical skills, which was indeed an incredible thing in the eyes of General Xu.

"General Xu, although Fang Mingwei's physical ability is a little worse, his actual combat ability is extremely strong, if he is driving a mecha and joining the sharp knife unit, it is more than enough, so I suggest ......"

"Needless to say, I remember that if I want to join the Sharp Knife Force, I also need a mecha to fight."

"Yes."

"Okay, tomorrow I will send someone to fight him, if Fang Mingwei can't win, it means that he didn't pass the test."

Looking at the weird smile on General Xu's face, Lu Dezong was faintly worried about Fang Mingwei for some reason.

(To be continued)