[Mecha] Reborn Soldier

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In addition, the configuration of the dormitory is also much better than that of group F, even the space of the dormitory is fully double that of group F.

"This is the welfare of the winners!" Lu Jin stroked the delicate texture of the bed and whispered.

The door knocked suddenly.

The three of them thought it was Liu Qingkong who came in, but they didn't expect that it was a complete stranger.

"Are you newcomers who have lived in No. 41?" The visitor was only wearing a short white T-shirt, as if he was not afraid of the cold at all. I sleep next door, my name is Wang Mo."

Case never cared much about things like friendship with classmates, his clear blue eyes glanced at Wang Mo lightly and then moved away.

Yang Yi scratched his head, sighed and said, "Why are you a rookie king again? Don't you rookie kings live in group S, why do you join group A one by one?"

Wang Mo casually rubbed his fingers, not caring about his doubts, but instead asked, "Where is Liu Qingkong?"

"Going out." Yang Yi replied angrily. He had just enjoyed the fiery eyes of Group F, but now he met a guy whose eyes were full of contempt... He said that he refused to accept this. A sense of gap.

There was a sneering smile on Wang Mo's face, his long and narrow eyes looked straight at Lu Jin, and he pointed his finger: "Are you Lu Jin?"

Ever since Wang Mo appeared in the dormitory, Lu Jin felt a strange sense of familiarity. He didn't know where this familiarity came from... Maybe he just glanced at this person by accident!

However, this domineering attitude still made Lu Jin feel uncomfortable, and he was relieved immediately.

In his previous life, he was just an ordinary person, and he suffered much more contempt than in this life. Wang Mo's attitude may be annoying, but compared to his status as a rookie king, this occasional contempt is nothing.

If you are strong, you can trample the weak under your feet. This is the attitude of Keynes.

Lu Jin nodded: "I am Lu Jin."

The smile on Wang Mo's face was even brighter, he stood up from the sofa, and slapped Lu Jin on the shoulder: "Work hard, I am optimistic about you."

He said so on the lips, but the arrogance revealed in the corners of his eyes and brows made people feel depressed.

Lu Jin squinted and stared at him closely, but Wang Mo didn't care. Instead, he sneered and said, "It's not easy for civilians in Group F to enter Group A, so cherish it!"

"You!..." Yang Yi's body flew out the moment it touched Wang Mo, and hit the top of the sofa heavily. The sound of "bang" resounded throughout the bedroom, and Yang Yi's body turned around on the ground again. , Wooden debris hit him, looking extremely distressed.

Wang Mo still had a careless expression on his face: "If you don't have the skills, don't imitate others to attack from behind. Since Liu Qingkong is not here, I will leave first. You are too weak."

He raised his leg and walked in front of Yang Yi, with a teasing expression: "Too weak."

Keith Doyle slowly withdrew from the game, his lake-like eyes turned a faint red, and he looked straight at Wang Mo.

"The hypnosis of the Doyle family may be useful, but I'm sorry, you are too weak, a guy who is beyond his control."

Blood dripped from the corner of Case's mouth.

Lu Jin's fist slowly became solid.Case is indeed very white, but he is not stupid. Although his mouth is a bit poisonous, the three of Lu Jin and the others understand very well that Case actually agrees with them very much.

Case and Yang Yi...Lu Jin's eyes were stained with seriousness.

"Although I don't know the purpose of your coming here, I can only say that you really angered me."

Wang Mo ticked his little finger: "How many federal coins is your anger worth?"

Lu Jin didn't answer, but slowly stretched out his fist.He has honed his physical strength in the system for several months, but he has never practiced with anyone.

Swing out your fists!

Wang Mo's expression was teasing before, but his expression changed when he came into contact with the fist wind.

It's too late!

Lu Jin's fist slammed down his cheek and threw him onto the tea table. The wooden tea table shook, and the ancient ceramic teapot and teacup shattered into pieces with a bang, hitting Wang Mo. face.

"Guwu?!"

Wang Mo wiped the blood on his nose, his eyes were deep: "I underestimated you."

He stood up slowly: "It seems that you are not that weak."

His fist swung out in front of Lu Jin's forehead, but the moment it touched Lu Jin's cheek, he was firmly held by a pair of hands, imprisoning him like steel, preventing him from moving.

Those were a pair of hands completely different from Lu Jin's.

Lu Jin's posture remained the same as before, he didn't even blink his eyes, as if he didn't see the pair of fists that were thrown out at all, and he seemed to know that Liu Qingkong would appear at this time.

"Wang Mo, what do you mean?"

Liu Qingkong's voice was still gentle, and there was still a faint smile on her face, but Lu Jin, who was standing between the two of them, noticed Wang Mo's suddenly flushed face and the muffled hum that he was trying to suppress.

His eyes suddenly became bright.

No.20 is too weak

"Clear sky...clear sky..."

Lu Jin stared dumbfounded at Wang Mo's face change, the original proud expression turned docile after meeting Liu Qingkong, like a big cat begging to be petted.He twisted his waist violently, pulled his arm out of Liu Qingkong's hand, and said awkwardly: "Who told Qingkong that you wouldn't live with me, but with a group of weak, dying guys!"

If he hadn't seen his ferocious side just now, maybe Lu Jin would really have regarded him as a harmless boy who was just acting like a baby to his friends, but unfortunately not.

He hurt his friend like this, just for a trivial reason, Lu Jin would never accept it.

"Is this why you hurt my roommate?" Lu Jin was rubbing medicine on Yang Yi, and asked.

Wang Mo moved his arms and said sarcastically, "You are too weak, no wonder others."

"Wang Mo, apologize!" Liu Qingkong's smile remained the same, but there was a hint of danger in her eyes.

Wang Mo turned his head and refused to speak.

But Yang Yi slowly got up from the bed: "No need, what he said is right, we are too weak."

"His apology, I have to go get it myself, and one day, I will beat him upright." Yang Yi still had bruises at the corner of his mouth, but the firmness in his expression stunned everyone.

This was his biggest failure since he came to Cairns, and he was so helpless and powerless.

After Wang Mo was stunned for a while, he "puchi" laughed: "Okay, I'll wait for you."

Obviously he didn't take Yang Yi's words to heart. For the newcomer Wang Mo, his journey to the top was the process of defeating countless coveted opponents.Yang Yi is just one of his countless opponents, and his strength is average, so he doesn't need to spend too much effort.

Keith Doyle rested with his eyes closed, but Lu Jin saw his eyes that opened suddenly, which were strangely red, like blood.

Wang Mo just left from Room 41 of Group A, dignifiedly, maybe his hands were a little tired, other than that, there was no harm.

Yang Yi lay on the bed, his body stiff.When Lu Jin applied the medicine to him, he could even catch a glimpse of a teardrop in his eye.

He sighed lowly.

Case still maintained his original expression and movements.

Lu Jin knew that he was not feeling well, and Lu Jin was also feeling bad.They used to be the proud sons of heaven. Even Lu Jin was treated as a genius all the way up to Cairns. He had never been treated like this, no, maybe it was humiliation.

No one can bear this strong sense of gap.

In fact, the pain is not the feeling of being humiliated, but the pain is that I am not strong enough.I can't control myself at all, and I feel powerless... The strength I think is useless in front of the strength of others.

"Wang Mo..." Liu Qingkong said in a low voice, but was stopped by Lu Jin: "You don't need to say anything, we are indeed too weak."

The friendship between Liu Qingkong and Wang Mo is obviously deeper than theirs.

More importantly, even if Liu Qingkong taught Wang Mo a lesson, it would not restore their lost dignity.

They are future soldiers!

This night, most people in dormitory No. 41 of group A suffered from insomnia.It was also the first time for Lu Jin to run the system all night, until the knowledge of the system almost burst his head.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his head. When Lu Jin opened his eyes again, he found that a new page had opened in the system at some point.

Lu Jin looked over in rows, and a line of handwriting written in the pure ancient method flashed before his eyes.

The system's mechanically cold notification sound attracted all his attention:

"The spiritual power of the host body is improved, and the exercise system is opened."

Click the button, and three star-shining areas unfold in front of Lu Jin: the mech area, the ancient martial arts area, and the military exercise area.

Lu Jin's mind suddenly recalled Wang Mo's astonished gaze and the "Gu Wu" that blurted out.

He lightly clicked on the Guwu area.

After reading it, Lu Jin seemed to have a sudden and thorough feeling.

It turned out that the physical training he always thought was not purely physical training, the physical training of ordinary civilians was actually a part of physical training, and it also had an effect on strengthening the physique; In fact, it is a kind of ancient martial arts, but after humans entered the era of hot weapons, ancient martial arts were lost too quickly. Although they can play a great auxiliary role in the operation of mechs, no country has the strength to spread them on a large scale.

Ancient martial arts can not only exercise the body, practice to the extreme, but also cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow, and completely improve a person's physique. Of course, the attack power produced is also unimaginable for ordinary people.

Legend has it that in the era of cold weapons, the ancient martial arts practiced to the extreme can even resist the attack of sharp blades.