"Chapter Master!"
Farzad, who was dressed in armor, came to Soshiyan's office, stood still and gave a military salute. He was no different now than before, except that he had a metal headband on his bald head.
Soshiyang smiled and nodded, stood up from the chair, walked to him, looked at him carefully, and said in a deep voice:
"How do you feel now?"
"Thank you Chapter Master for your concern! Everything is fine! You can destroy any enemy at any time!"
Soshyan laughed, stretched out his hand and pressed down the opponent's arm.
"Okay, we're all brothers, why are we doing this? We haven't seen each other for a while."
Farzad also had a sad expression on his face.
"I thought I would never see my brothers again."
In fact, he didn't remember much about what happened during his coma, but many strange dreams flashed through his mind.
In the daze, a force suddenly appeared, calming the restlessness in his mind, as if a pair of gentle hands soothed his soul, and then he gradually woke up, and those dreams became blurry and fragmented, and could no longer be remembered. remember.
What Farzad didn't know was that during the whole process, Soshyan first tried to use his gray marrow to transfer the gray marrow in Farzad's body, and then Veronica used her power to heal him from a long-term coma. Crazy consciousness - this is also the first time Soshyan knows that he can control the gray marrow in other people's bodies, but only Veronica and Valier know about this currently.
Valier finally checked and confirmed that Farzad was completely fine. He praised Veronica's miraculous healing ability and said that the battle group had found a treasure this time.
"I said, I won't give up on any of my brothers."
With that said, Soshyan walked back behind the desk, picked up a data pad and handed it to Farzad.
"Your company has just added a group of new recruits. The personnel information and list are here. Do you want to take a look?"
Farzad didn't look at it after taking it, but put it under his arm.
"I'll go back to the company right away. Let's see on the way."
Soshyan nodded.
"Okay, then you go ahead."
After saying that, he sat back on the chair and yawned subconsciously.
Farzad blinked.
"Leader of the Chapter, I know that there are more people in the Chapter and there are more things to do, but you should also pay more attention to your body and rest when you need to."
Soshyan was stunned for a moment, and then coughed awkwardly.
"Ahem, um, I understand. You can go back to the company."
"yes!"
After Farzad left, Soshyan leaned back and took a nap with his eyes closed. This was also a rare personal time in the past few days, because Veronica went to the 10th company to see the new recruits.
In fact, he was also a little confused. It was clear that Veronica seemed so "innocent" before, but after the two had a relationship, she suddenly became so clingy and had strong desires. Could it be that she really has the physique of the Eldar? special?
Ten minutes later, Soshyan opened his eyes, summoned a little angel holding a mirror, and then looked at himself in the mirror.
It does seem that the spirit is a little bit worse.
"There is a proverb in ancient Terra, which is that the land of gentleness is the grave of heroes. Could it be that I was really hurt by wine and sex?"
Soshyan shook his head, then rubbed his face, and the little angel then flew away with the mirror.
"Maybe it's because I haven't exercised for too long and I'm slacking off."
After that, Soshyan stood up and walked to the training ground.
After arriving at the personal training ground, Soshiyang thought for a while and chose to practice the two-handed sword. Although he didn't want to admit it, among all the weapons he used so far, the Yang Yan Sword was indeed the most convenient.
Soon, the weapon platform lowered, and with smooth and coherent movements, Soshyan drew out his long sword and held the huge silver leaf-shaped blade in front of him.
Its length is extraordinary, and its weight is also extraordinary. However, in Soshyan's hands, it is as light as a willow leaf.
As the lighting balls in the training ground lit up one by one, the light reflected in the smooth luster of the sword's edge, contrasting with his sharp and angular face.
Soshiyang took a deep breath, then exhaled it from his lips, nodding slightly.
The next second, his legs stretched like an attacking snake, and in the blink of an eye he took a stance. The sword was raised above his head, shining silver in the light.
Then, the blade waved in his hand, forming a wave of air around him. In the process, his grip continued to change, and the giant sword broke the air in complex movements, so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
ha!
With a loud shout, Soshiyang charged towards the imaginary opponent. When dodging and stabbing, his feet kept moving, and the powerful sword blade cut the airflow, forming an impenetrable and penetrable silver net around him, and the attack was swift and fierce.
In the deserted training ground, he completed the basic exercises of two-handed swordsmanship one after another, and then began to work on advanced techniques.
With a low roar, he once again raised the giant sword in front of him. His breathing was clear and steady. The sword was level with his cheek. Then he effortlessly used various moves to spin the sword. His skillful movements showed unimaginable strength and power. speed.
Thoroughly immersed in swordsmanship, Soshiyang's body and mind were in harmony, as if the giant sword had become a part of his limbs. His strong physique and spirit were fully displayed in his swordsmanship with excellence.
As he advanced in the use of swordsmanship, he began to add some more personal strategies, as if he wanted to pour his soul into the sword's edge and tell his every move to it.
Thor said that every swordsman has his own unique style of sword handling, and every warrior reveals their inner elements in battle. Only a person with a distinctive personality can become a swordsman champion, sharing the same skills with every comrade. The difference.
As he walked, Soshyan's sword swung farther and farther and faster. The tip of the sword flew through the air at a dazzling speed, enough to tear anything apart.
"Level 4 training mode, the highest intensity!"
Suddenly, Soshyan issued a low command, and four advanced combat robots rose from the ground - each of them had strong combat skills, and various sword skills were recorded in the wetware.
Then they rushed towards Soshyan from four directions at the same time, the sword blades on their arms flashing with cold light.
Soshyan jumped as the first robot lunged at him, his sword spinning in the air as he landed between the two opponents, slamming the hilt into one of their foreheads.
Just when the first robot fell, Soshyan had already reached the other side, swaying away from the other opponent's sword edge, and swung the long sword in a huge arc, cutting off the leg of the other robot swordsman. .
An enemy attacked from the back. Soshyan turned sideways, slammed his elbow into the robot's neck, then knocked his sword to the right, blocking the forward sword, and then somersaulted backwards, spinning in the air. Shi kicked the last enemy hard in the chin, then landed gracefully.
Then, his movements suddenly stopped, and then the silver light flashed, the giant sword was sheathed, Soshyan's breathing returned to normal speed, and all four combat robots fell to the ground.
Bang bang bang——
Crisp applause sounded, and Soshyan turned his head and saw Sol standing upright leaning on the threshold, smiling and walking towards him step by step.
