"First of all, I, Li Yunlong, would like to thank all the strong men for being able to send charcoal in the most critical moment of our independent regiment! Lao Li, I don't have much culture, and I can't say beautiful words, since I'm here, I'm my brother Li Yunlong, and we live and die together! ”

After speaking, he bowed deeply to the reincarnators, and turned his head to introduce the people of the master team.

"These people are all famous martial arts masters, masters among the masters! Their mission will be different, more important, and more dangerous than yours! Let everyone see it today, so as not to be unrecognizable and cause misunderstandings. ”

"Everyone eats and drinks well tonight, tomorrow morning, we will gather here without waiting for dawn, passive beating has never been Lao Li's style, let's do it first-him-mother-vote!"

After that, let Monk Wei distribute new army uniforms to everyone, including the master team, and prepare to organize the reincarnators into a special combat platoon separately to provide flexible support.

The reincarnators who can come here are all strong people in the first level, basically have twice the physical fitness of ordinary people, with strong talents, tailor-made skills and equipment, they are crushing ordinary devil soldiers and even elite devil soldiers.

Whether it is a devil or a soldier of the new army, the four-dimensional attribute basically fluctuates around 5 points, and the elite is only 6 points and 7 points, don't think that 5 points is very low.

With a sub-health rate of more than 90% of modern people, most people simply do not meet the standard given by the Lord God: a healthy adult man weighing 60kg.

Like the yellow-haired old five, the strength is only a pitiful 3 points, the physique is also a pitiful 3 points, and the spirit is 4, if it weren't for the experience of fighting on the streets, plus the 6 points of agility that are really talented, he wouldn't have become a reincarnation at all.

And programmer Chen Xinghan has 4 points of strength, 3 points of agility, 4 points of physique and 6 points of spirit, senior white-collar workers and do not smoke and drink, he is naturally a little stronger than the old five, but the body under the pressure of perennial work is actually very poor.

As a professional soldier in modern times, in the case of lower nutritional intake than modern people, it is normal for new army soldiers and devil soldiers to generally have 5 points of four dimensions, after all, the average height and life span of civilians in this era are far less than that of modern people, and 3 points of strength, agility, and physique are the norm.

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After repeatedly asking if anyone needed guns, and finally only seven people asked for guns, Li Yunlong hurriedly left, after all, the independent regiment's belongings were not rich, and the guns were limited, and most of them were still seized.

Next is Old Man Tang, reminding the reincarnators that their real enemies are assassins composed of second- and third-level masters, so the master team will disguise themselves as the guardsmen of the officers and will not participate in the operations of the special operations platoon.

The reincarnators know in their hearts that they are here to help the independent group achieve victory, and the master team, which is the stage of the world's highest individual combat power, with their strength, whether they can brush the enemy with a higher reincarnation point is not necessarily, but the probability of death is infinitely close to a certain certainty.

Of course, the reincarnators who are all human spirits don't have any opinions, isn't it fragrant to honestly brush the devil soldiers? The speed and reaction can't keep up with their devil soldiers, although they have guns, but the threat is not a grade at all compared to the devil masters who crush them with attributes.

At this time, Luoyang, who had been observing Haiping Zen Master and genetically strengthened warrior Li Jun, saw that the two of them looked slightly moving, and their eyes frequently swept towards the master team, and they knew it in their hearts.

For the two of them, killing a second-level opponent is not only 100 reincarnation points, but also the task evaluation that can not be filled by only brushing the ghost soldiers.

"Old man, do you see the big bald head over there? And the one you saved in the morning, these two people are not weak, and we can let them join us, which is also a helping hand! ”

Thinking of this, Luoyang spoke to the master team, Old Man Tang.

"Oh? Since Xiao Zhenren thinks they are quite capable, why don't you let them try it with Mu Bai or Sun Li? ”

Obviously, the two people who do not have the blessing of their initial identity cannot get the same exemption treatment as Luoyang.

The words of the two were not deliberately concealed, Haiping and Li Jun naturally heard it, nodded at Luoyang, and recognized this favor, and the surrounding reincarnators also consciously gave up a circle of open space.

"Amitabha, little monk Haiping, I have seen all the seniors! Master Li Shi was conspired to be injured in the morning, so let the poor monk take the lead! ”

Haiping Zen Master, who looked to be about twenty-five or sixteen, was dressed in a simple monk's robe in dark yellow, with strips of cloth on his hands and feet tied around the cuffs, and a big bald head with shiny tiles, but he looked more like a monk than Monk Wei.

Seeing that he stood up first with the demon pestle in his hand, the seniors of the master team nodded slightly, all thinking that this was a hero, only Luoyang rolled his eyes.

This favorability is indeed a bit obvious, but the great monk has a golden bell jar and an iron cloth shirt, but it is not a big problem to compete.

Mu Bai, the sword man in the suit, who looked like a militant, and Sun Li, the black sword man, glanced at each other, and tacitly decided to take one person at a time.

"Good! The little master is really a person of great virtue, since this is the case, I will teach the high skills of Buddhism by my Liuyang Sword Mu Bailing, please! ”

As he spoke, he casually picked up the two-fingered thick wooden stick diagonally at the door of the room, put it flat on his chest, and pointed it at Haiping.

"Please!"

Monk Haiping didn't say much, he knew that there was a gap in his hard power, and he didn't care that the other party was obviously releasing water with a wooden stick, he wished that the other party would fight him empty-handed.

As soon as the words fell, the demon pestle smashed down on the head with the sound of whirring wind and pale golden internal force.

Then, he decisively smashed a big pit on the ground, and Mu Bai had already jumped and slid to Haiping's side, and the wooden stick on his chest pointed at Haiping's shoulder with lightning speed.

Seeing that the speed couldn't keep up at all, Monk Haiping's breath sank, and his skin seemed to glow with a little golden light, and he ate the stick that was put in the water.

The effect of the golden bell jar and the iron cloth shirt seemed to be surprisingly good, and the Haiping monk, who had received a blow from the third-level grandmaster on the shoulder, seemed to be fine, and immediately launched a counterattack.

In Mu Bai's slightly surprised eyes, Monk Haiping didn't turn around, but just kicked the side with a strong blow, bringing a sound of breaking the air.

Mu Bai was not in a hurry, leaned back lightly, dodged the side kick, and then pointed a stick on the thigh of the monk Haiping, the tip of the stick was white and shiny, obviously with internal force.

As soon as the stick went down, Monk Haiping's face remained unchanged, but the leg that was hit by the wooden stick was obviously a little late, and then he didn't move, but just used the pestle method to protect his body.

After only a few breaths, the second-level reincarnation monk Haiping almost had no power to fight back, and could only be beaten passively, but the Haiping monk, who was a Buddhist hard worker and estimated to have defensive equipment in hand, did not show obvious injuries.

Just as Mu Bai was about to end this assessment, the Haiping monk who had been staring at him suddenly had his empty left hand erected in front of his chest, and under the convergence of a large amount of internal force, the left hand that flashed golden light slapped at Mu Bai in the air!

The people present seemed to hear a bell ringing, and a golden transparent handprint composed of internal force was impressively imprinted in front of Mu Bai, which was already half the size of his body.

Mu Bai's expression became serious, a cold wind seemed to blow around his body, and his wrist moved slightly.

Flowing Wind Back to Snow Sword!

The wooden stick in his hand turned white all over, and with a flick of Mu Bai's wrist, a burst of snow-white afterimage was drawn in the air.

In just one breath, the golden handprint shattered, turned into a golden air stream and dissipated, and Mu Bai had already gathered his sword and stood.

"Little Master Haiping, the strength is good! Among the first-class masters, it is really superior, and in a few years, I am afraid that the grandmaster can be expected! ”

As soon as these words came out, it was obviously recognized that Monk Haiping had enough strength to join the master team.

"Hahaha, it's really terrifying! The vision of the little real person is really extraordinary. ”

Hearing that Tang Jiaren took the opportunity to blow a wave of Luoyang, Monk Haiping also rolled his eyes in his heart, and listened to the sound of the main mission change in his head, and could only make a Buddhist salute.

"The seniors are praised, and the juniors are far behind."

With the smooth addition of Monk Haiping, it was Li Jun's turn next, and Luoyang was very curious about what kind of fighting style this transformed warrior who strengthened serum and spear fighting skills and was proficient in American Juhe would be.