The old shovel activated the instrument, and the dilapidated instrument kept vibrating and squeaking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This machine can't be used more than once, and it will fall apart if it is used continuously. But the old shovel will repair it himself, so he doesn't care if it's bad or not.

After he waited for the machine to run steadily, he began to drink a drink, then glanced at Autumn and said, "You are only twenty, and if you want to enter the Martial Arts Academy, there are many opportunities." Those forty-year-old middle-aged people are fighting for the few overage places. The woodland on Chunquan Street next door is fifty years old before entering the threshold of martial artists. I heard that I will be going to sign up this year. ”

Autumn let out a cold snort of disdain.

He knew that woodland, claiming to be a branch of the Lin family in the hot spring city, and he was getting closer. But everyone knows that his Lin and Lin, one of the five great sages, have nothing to do with each other, and they are fundamentally different things. Because Lin Di's father didn't have the surname Lin at all, he changed his name after moving to Hot Spring City. Otherwise, wouldn't the pulsatilla in the slums still have anything to do with the Bai family in Baiyun City?

Lin Di only comprehended the use of mental power last year and became a beginner-level martial artist. It was perhaps the glory of his life, and he paid for an ad on the Internet to celebrate the event. He also held a banquet and invited his neighbors to eat for free, so as to boast of his strength. Then he bought a warrior spar on a large scale, and finally got a good one from the government, which was another celebration. In short, everyone knows about it. The fact that I was going to participate in the martial arts academy last year was also spread on my own initiative. Those district representatives didn't know what was going on, and took the initiative to come to him as a recommender. However, in the end, it still did not succeed, and the martial arts academy preferred younger martial artists. The reason is very simple, the promotion path of a martial artist is extremely difficult, of course, you have to find a person with great potential.

The old shovel put down his cup and got up and walked to a dilapidated cabinet. Although he is old, he is still very agile in walking. Otherwise, he doesn't even have a child, and there is a strange smell around him, and no one usually wants to approach him, and I'm afraid that no one will know if he dies one day.

The old shovel took out a small box from the cabinet, the box was square, probably originally containing some kind of skin care product. Skincare products are longevity-prolonging medicines, the latest research results of the new era, and can also prevent Alzheimer's disease. The price of this kind of thing is about to catch up with the martial arts spar, and each bottle is as small as a thumb cap, for fear that it will be sold at a loss if it is too much.

The old shovel couldn't afford such a thing, and he must have picked up the box from the recycling bin. He handed the box to Autumn and said, "If you're going to race, this one will be for you." ”

"What rarity?"

Autumn took it casually, but didn't open it, and put it directly in his pocket.

What good things could an old shovel have? He didn't believe it. Even if he had broken the old shovel and secretly made hedrons, he didn't believe he could actually make them.

"Maybe I can't make anything good......," said the old shovel, watching him casually put away the box, "but this time, I changed my mind." Maybe that's right......"

He continued: "A train can be pulled from one end or the other......"

I don't know what a train is in autumn, but it's probably the same thing as a city train, but it's divided into many cars. It's a product of the old era.

“...... A cup full of water is good, but if it's empty, it might be useful......"

“...... When the Moss curve and the Des curve intersect, the lowest intersection is the most stable. ”

The old shovel chattered about his theories. Autumn sometimes thinks that this old man has learned something. Whenever he flaunted his knowledge, he looked like an erudite old professor.

Boom!

The instrument stopped vibrating.

Both men stopped talking at the same time and threw their heads over in unison. The hedron beads under the glass returned to rest, and the lustrous red color was particularly eye-catching.

Perhaps the atmosphere was too heavy, and the old shovel said: "The broken machine is not faulty this time, which means that this thing is not a high-quality product." ”

The instrument is to test the reaction of the hedron by simulating the operation of the mental force, and if the grade of the hedron is high, the strength of the test instrument will be higher. Autumn is known that this machine cannot withstand continuous pressure. So the words of the old shovel do not make sense.

But the old man immediately added: "But I just strengthened and upgraded the machine not long ago, and I can't say for sure." ”

Autumn suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

But I have to say that I don't know anywhere else, but around Autumn himself, I have never seen a similar machine that can test hedrons. This instrument is so special that it is able to simulate mental force. Simulating mental power is a breakthrough in itself. Think about it, if everyone can control a machine that simulates mental power, then there is no need for a warrior.

At least in other places, testing the hedron is generally to find a warrior who is suitable to use the hedron and verify the properties of the hedron through the warrior's own feelings. It is not clear whether the federal government has similar equipment.

The old shovel opened the lid of the glass and took out the hedrons. Rough fingers rubbed against it, then flicked it.

"Can you put it on?"

Looking at the other party's solemn expression, Autumn took the small bead and put it in the center of his palm, then closed his eyes and exhaled three times.

The fiery red hedron vanished.

It was assembled into the heart of the warrior in autumn.

Opening his eyes, Autumn was silent, he silently ran his mental strength, and then shook his head.

"It's no different, even the mental response is the same as before. ”

It's normal for a big guy to have no reaction when he pretends to be, but he is a martial artist, and he doesn't react when he pretends to be, which can only prove one thing, that is, the level of this spar is not something that a junior martial artist like him can control.

The old shovel said, "It's really a big guy!"

Autumn unloaded the spar and said, "It's a pity that my mental strength hasn't improved for a long time, maybe I can use it if I move up another level." ”

The old shovel said seriously: "I said, don't rely on the spars, it's just an external force. ”

As he spoke, he analyzed the condition of the hedron according to the report of the instrument.

"If I'm not mistaken, this hedron should be a high-grade product, and only a C-rank martial artist can control it. You're still a beginner, and it's normal that you can't use it. ”

"C-grade huh......" Autumn was a little annoyed in her heart, obviously she worked hard, why couldn't she improve her mental strength. Class C may be just a thin layer of paper, but if you want to pierce it, you can't follow it.

This is a worldwide problem that plagues all martial artists.

This is different from what kind of internal force is infused into the body, or the inheritance of bloodline, and mental power, which is nowhere to be found. It is mysterious, but you can feel its majestic power beyond the sun and the moon. It's ethereal, but it's like a sky full of stars.

It's effort. -the-hedrons. The martial arts of dog-fart.

But the so-called way of the warrior has been like a spider web, wrapping everyone in it, you have to climb along the web, otherwise it will only get tighter and tighter, and finally tie your hands and feet.

The world is so cruel.

The old shovel said, "At least you're luckier than most." ”