Qin Cheng returned to the training camp, "How did you do it?" He asked Shu Xingbei in surprise.

Shu Xingbei smiled faintly, "Learn from Brother Qin how to exert your strength." By the way, can Brother Qin talk about defense? ”

Shu Xingbei was hit twice by sandbags and almost vomited blood. He has realized his shortcomings in combat, and he can't just attack and not talk about defense, right?

"It depends on what defense you want?" Qin Cheng glanced at Shu Xingbei deeply.

Joy and anger are invisible, will this be a 17-year-old boy? I don't know what kind of things Shu Xingbei has experienced, and his state of mind has become what he is now.

"I don't quite understand what Brother Qin means," Shu Xingbei scratched his head.

"You've seen the drunken gun, right? The bullets are fired too fast, they are difficult to dodge, and they can't defend themselves by relying on their bodies alone, so they need to be equipped," Qin Cheng explained slowly.

"I've met a guy who gets a bullet from a drunken gun, and after a while he's able to move freely, doesn't he rely on his body to defend himself?" Shu Xingbei immediately thought of Ding Xiang.

No. Wrong. He shot Ding Xiang several times at that time, and Ding Xiang didn't look like he was wearing any equipment.

"Then this person has blood defenses. There are such people in our organization. Their blood can be fused with anesthetics, as long as the concentration is not high, the numbing gun is basically useless to them," Qin Cheng smiled, "You have gone to have a blood test, and when you get the report, as long as it is written that the blood has growth, you can exchange it for a medicine that helps the blood grow at the exchange center, and slowly, you can also form a blood defense." ”

"What else?" Shu Xingbei felt that defense was not so simple.

"There are other weapons, a shotgun with a power far above the iron crossbow, which can shoot iron sand, has a fast firing speed, and has a wide range of attacks, if you want to defend, you have to wear body armor," Although these are all common sense, even if Qin Cheng doesn't say it, Shu Xingbei can gradually understand, but Qin Cheng still took the initiative to tell him.

Qin Cheng has already thought about it, he wants to be good friends with Shu Xingbei, and they can go out to do tasks together in the future, and they can hand over each other's backs to each other's friends.

Shu Xingbei gasped.

Qin Cheng didn't give an example, he really didn't know about the existence of shotguns. If the people sent by the company had used shotguns against him, it was hard to say whether he would have survived that day on the hanging island. Hanging island, that's the island where your own life hangs.

"What about the samurai's power attack?" Shu Xingbei asked again.

"There are two ways, one is to improve your physical fitness. There are many potions in the exchange center, which can be used to soak the body and enhance the strength of the body; One is to learn self-defense martial arts and use strength to block power," Qin Cheng replied, "I have exchanged a copy of the defense technique, and I will send it to you later." ”

"Thank you, Brother Qin," Shu Xingbei bowed to Qin Cheng seriously. Qin Cheng can treat himself like this, which makes Shu Xingbei have a sense of belonging to the organization.

Since Shu Xingbei entered the organization, except for Huang Yinggao, everyone else, whether it is Xing Guobin or Qin Cheng, and Cao Lao from the library department, has been very good to himself.

It was their kindness that gradually made Shu Xingbei take off his guard, and he already regarded the organization as a place he could trust.

As for Huang Yinggao, Shu Xingbei did not relax his vigilance.

After Qin Cheng left, Shu Xingbei continued to practice. Although the sandbag off he had passed, he was not satisfied.

Since Qin Cheng can hit a sandbag of three hundred catties, Shu Xingbei thinks that he should be able to master the power technique.

Sure enough, the three-hundred-pound sandbag did not stop Shu Xingbei's footsteps. By noon, Shu Xingbei would already be able to practice a 400-pound sandbag.

At this time, Shu Xingbei didn't know that in addition to the fact that his defensive strength had not been trained, he had already reached the level of a second-level warrior.

Zhou Chuanting, who was still observing in the monitoring room, couldn't hide his shock.

The second-class samurai is SPEA

The company's security department has no more than 100 people. You must know that when you reach the third level of samurai, you are the upper echelon of the security department.

In terms of strength, Jishi is certainly inferior to SPEA

Firm. You can imagine how many surprises Shu Xingbei brought to Zhou Chuanting.

After lunch, Shu Xingbei came to the training camp again and continued to practice sandbags.

He felt more and more that if he continued to practice like this, his fist style would inevitably hit people's acupuncture points.

It's just that no one wants to be a target for him to practice.

As for defense, Qin Cheng handed over his defense technique to Shu Xingbei, and Shu Xingbei didn't look at it for the time being.

He wants to improve his strength as much as possible, so that he can be regarded as having a foundation for survival in the last days.

Although he is not very old, he can be regarded as having endured hardships. No matter how good a foreign thing is, it is a foreign thing after all, and only one's own ability is the only capital to stand in the world.

Qin Cheng also came over in the afternoon, and he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he saw that Shu Xingbei's sandbag of three hundred catties was already at ease.

Compared to Shu Xingbei, he really entered the organization for a few years. The days have passed on the sea beasts.

At this time, someone walked into the training camp again, Qin Cheng turned his head to look, quickly bowed, and shouted, "Boss Bian." ”

The person in charge of the force department is here, how can Qin Cheng, as a first-class warrior, not be respectful?

Bian Wusheng waved his hand at him, "Busy with your go." ”

Qin Cheng originally thought about whether he wanted to practice the sandbag he hadn't seen for a long time, but when he saw Bian Wusheng driving him away, he could only slip away.

Shu Xingbei is still immersed in his own practice, and the longer he fights, the more familiar he is with the frequency of punches and the vibration of punch power, and the more familiar he is, the happier he becomes.

Gradually, he entered a realm. Punch out, close punch, punch again, close punch again. Each punch is almost natural, and the process of accumulating power before punching is getting shorter and shorter.

Bian Wusheng watched quietly from the side. He no longer feels sorry for his two packs of cigarettes and half a catty of wine, and he no longer cares about the IOU.

The only thing that made his heart ache was why he owed it, and he had to express his disapproval of Shu Xingbei in front of Cao Lao Ghost at the beginning.

But Cao Laogui's promise still made Bian Wusheng very happy. Since Shu Xing has entered the organization in the north, pointing and pointing at him can be regarded as half a master, right?

Although Bian Wusheng and Cao Lao Ghost quarreled, he also knew that Cao Lao Ghost was not as simple as it seemed. Even the library department is not just about taking care of books.

Shu Xingbei walked out of his immersion, and when he saw Bian Wusheng, he was stunned for a moment, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm the head of the force, my name is Bian Wusheng, you call me Lao Bian," Bian Wusheng took his hand out of his sleeve.

Lao Bian? How dare Shu Xingbei, if people ask you to call you?

He bowed respectfully to Bian Wusheng, "Elder Bian." ”

"Don't bother with those vain things, isn't it just a nickname? Come, come, you hit me and try," Bian Wusheng beckoned to Shu Xingbei.

Hit you? Shu Xingbei really wanted to find a target. But now that this target is the head of the force, and it is in a state of decay, does he dare to do it?

"If you want to do it, you will do it," Bian Wusheng was impatient.

Shu Xingbei took a breath, "Elder Bian, then I'll make a move." ”

"Don't be wordy, do it," Bian Wu lit a fire.

Shu Xingbei swung out with a punch.

He only used sixty percent of his strength. As the head of the force, Bian Wusheng estimates that it is not as simple as it seems.

Bian Wusheng frowned, "It's light." You haven't eaten enough at noon? ”

As he spoke, Bian Wusheng waved his hand and put his hand on Shu Xingbei's fist.

An indescribable power came flooding over. Shu Xingbei took a few steps back, and was about to stand firm, when he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"I didn't say I wouldn't fight back," Bian Wusheng smiled like an old fox.

Shu Xingbei stood up, his mind was rapidly turning Bian Wusheng's movements, just now it was a kind of power brushing, how did this power come out?

Shu Xingbei thought that his copying ability was already quite good, but at the moment, this scene still hit him very hard. He wasn't discouraged, though.

If you can't replicate it, it means that your ability still needs to improve.

Shu Xingbei threw another punch, and this time he used ninety percent of his strength.

Bian Wusheng still waved his hand, the sleeve of the padded jacket was on Shu Xingbei's fist, and with a slight pull, Shu Xingbei stood unsteadily at his feet, and stumbled towards Bian Wusheng's arms.

Bian Wusheng kept in his hand, and his backhand was pushed, Shu Xingbei couldn't stop that kind of power at all, and retreated more than ten steps, and finally sat on the ground.

Shu Xingbei looked at Bian Wusheng in surprise.

If the opponents he met before him were all like Bian Wusheng, the ten Shu Xingbei would also die.

"Elder Bian, how much power did you use just now?"

A smile flashed in Bian Wusheng's eyes, "It's not even a percent." ”

Less than one percent? Shuxing Peking was hit. The power of less than one makes himself so embarrassed. And what about two percent? What about fifty percent? In other words, in front of Bian Wusheng, he is like a child in front of an adult, and all his efforts are ridiculous.

What surprised Shu Xingbei even more was that he couldn't grasp the trajectory of Bian Wusheng's strength, so he couldn't copy Bian Wusheng's method.

Bian Wusheng knew that it was almost there. This time, he not only wanted to polish Shu Xingbei's arrogance, but also to point out Shu Xingbei. Otherwise, wouldn't he be blind to the cigarettes and alcohol he gave to Cao Lao Ghost, as well as the IOU?

"Where do you think the power comes from?" After Bian Wusheng waited for Shu Xingbei to stand up, he asked slowly.

Where does the force come from? yes, where does the power come from? When I was young, I had strength, but not as big as I am now. As we get older, our strength declines. Also, when people are sick, they don't have much strength. In other words, is the power itself related to one's own body?

"When the body grows, so does the strength; When the body fails, so does the strength," Shu Xingbei replied.

"That's the most preliminary understanding," Bian Wusheng put his hand in his sleeve again, "In addition to people, do animals in the sea have any strength?" What about the plants in the sea? They all have power. What about seawater? What about the waves? By extension, what about the sun, moon and stars? They naturally have power. When the power reaches a certain level, you are already in that power and you can't feel it. ”

Shu Xingbei listened in a daze, and his heart was already stirring up huge waves. That's right, what is written in the two books "Future" and "Past", if you think about it, isn't it also related to power?

The great force can open the sky and split the earth, and the huge force can break free from the shackles and make people soar into the sky.

Under the guidance of Bian Wusheng, a door gradually opened to the north of Shuxing.