We agreed to become a physical Martial Saint, but you became a mecha Martial Saint?

Chapter 67 Situation ()

"What's the order from above?"

There was a middle-aged man standing in the school grounds. He was holding a military green officer's hat in his hand and asked the young man standing in front of him with a serious face.

"Send troops in three days to recapture Huainan. The general can begin to deploy troops and generals."

Huo Shuan smiled slightly, as if what he came to convey this time was just a piece of less important news.

"I will go out with the army this time. General Fang can give me whatever orders you want." Huo Shuan said after handing over his hand again.

Fang Dahan nodded when he heard this, turned around and entered the school grounds without saying anything more.

Standing at the exit of the school grounds, Huo Shuan squinted and stared at his back until he disappeared. After more than half a year of recuperation, Huo Shuan finally got the news that the federal center was preparing to send troops to regain Huainan, so he used the power of the Huo family to move himself He was stuffed into the vanguard army and became a young vanguard general.

He came to see Fang Dahan, the commander of the Chinese Army, for two reasons. The first was to gain some first-hand credit and eliminate the impact of some previous crimes. The second is to stay away from Kyoto to avoid being seen by some old guys as not being the real Huo Shuan.

As Fist's only undercover agent at the top of the federal military, Huo Shuan acts cautiously, which is why he has never been seen through by the Huo family.

Huo Shuan's character is reckless and competitive. There must be corresponding secret whistles a few hundred meters around him. As long as he deceives them, he has deceived those old guys. Who makes them the confidants of those old guys?

He lowered his head and smiled softly. When he raised his head again, he looked like a sunny and cheerful boy. Huo Shuan got into the military vehicle waiting outside and headed to his military camp.

In a dark room on the second floor of a white building in the distance, two old men stood in front of the window and looked down through the gap in the curtain on one side. Their eyes followed Huo Shuan's leaving figure closely.

"Is that the young master of the Huo family? Why did he come here? Didn't the confinement end some time ago, and he came out to dance just a few days ago." An old man in a white uniform said in confusion.

"I met him at Huo's house before. At that time, he seemed to have just survived the fist attack. It is said that he became favored after he recovered from his illness. There were two third-level mechas for him to control. They were all Huo's. The wealth our family has saved..." The old man next to him, wearing a parliamentary uniform, sighed with emotion.

It was difficult for them to receive such treatment based on their status, and there was a lot of envy in their words. However, as the two congressmen who were considered prestigious in the federation, they changed the topic and started talking about other topics.

There was an inconspicuous little black dot in the corner that they didn't notice. It was listening and monitoring everything in the room in real time.

Huo Shuan gently adjusted the sound volume of the microphone in his ear with his hand. After maintaining the sound on a small channel, he took out his communication device and made another call.

"Operation cancelled."

There was no reply on the other end of the phone, and the call died after three seconds.

Huo Shuan put down the communicator, lay on the back seat of the leather sofa in the car, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At the same time, a soldier in the lobby on the first floor of the white building carried a row of documents to the second floor and handed the documents to an officer.

Separated from this office room by only one wall was the dark room where the two men were talking.

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The residence of the Giant Spirit Gate.

"Sith, have you thought about it?"

In a dark room, a mechanical synthesized sound transmitted through electronics sounded.

After a full minute or two of silence, the mechanical synthesized voice was about to ask again, but suddenly heard a dull voice answering softly.

"Sith, please answer."

"I am sure."

"Drip drip drip"

A series of electronic smart buttons began to respond with this reply.

"Bang!"

The door of the confinement room opened with a bang, and the light from the outside world instantly filled the room. In the center of the room sat a young man with his eyes tightly closed.

After more than half a year of confinement, he could do nothing but eat, drink, and sleep.

Simply because his beloved martial arts accompanies him day after day.

After the shackles in his heart were broken, Sith finally responded to today's routine question.

"Brother Sith, you -" A disciple of the Giant Spirit Sect standing outside was about to step forward to entertain Sith, but found that there was no one in front of him.

In just one breath, Sith teleported out of the room and rushed towards the main hall of the Giant Spirit Sect Master at high speed.

"Will those who cannot give up become the waste of the times..."

Sith, who was moving at full speed, could feel that his body was far stronger than the self-proclaimed self he had been for half a year. Now he was a Sith in the true sense, a genius who was truly not afraid of failure and death.

Oriba had just finished handling some matters assigned by the federation. He looked up and suddenly saw the eldest disciple Sith, who was locked in the solitary room by him, standing at the door of the hall, looking at him with a faint look.

"Sith? Have you figured it out?" Oriba stood up happily and faced Sith.

Walking step by step in front of Sith, Oriba's eyes became softer and softer. This was his most proud disciple. Facing the general situation, he was powerless and could only try his best to protect Sith and make him wake up.

"Yeah." Sith responded in a low voice.

Oriba looked at the unshaven Sith. His eyes were calm and deep, as if he had a unique magic that attracted people to be intoxicated. He was far from the seemingly calm genius half a year ago.

"There happens to be a mission right now, do you want to go?"

"About whom?"

Seeing that Sis didn't refuse, Oriba held Sis's shoulders with both hands, looked at Sis closely for more than ten seconds, and then slowly said,

"The leader of the martial arts masters in the south - [Baiyun King Kong] Zhou Linchen!"

The moment the words came out, a huge force rushed up, and the hems of their clothes were blown into fine folds.

"I accepted this mission."

Sis took back his courage and just heard the name he hadn't heard for a long time. He instantly remembered the power of the Baiyun Sect disciple who had the upper hand in the battle with Kensan half a year ago.

At that time, he suffered a small loss in the battle with Fist Kensan, and he already knew in his heart that he was still a little behind the strongest martial artist in the world.

Now, it is the time for the three of them to fight again!

Sisi looked towards the south, Fist of Fist Three was nowhere to be found, Zhou Linchen, known as [Baiyun King Kong], must be in Huainan City.

"Let us finish the unfinished battle first and wait for me..."

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"what is this?"

Zhou Linchen reached out to touch the white ball suspended in mid-air. This thing appeared after he successfully integrated all the secret books.

The moment he touched it with his fingertips, it turned into a white light and quickly rushed into his body, where it followed the path of the muscles and veins according to a special law.

Zhou Linchen's body intuition did not issue a warning. Instead, he had a vague desire for this round ball. It seemed to make up for the shortcomings of the human body, exuding great attraction. The last time he felt this way was when he was in the soul-penetrating meditation world's strange flesh. ball.

After the white light traveled for a complete circle, it finally slowly came to rest on Zhou Linchen's left chest.

"Buzz!"

After noticing the vibration reminder on the identity panel, Zhou Linchen decisively opened the status bar of the panel.

Host: Zhou Linchen

Identity: (Orphan) Core disciple of Baiyun Martial Arts School

Skill: Car Repair Level 2 (10/)

Kung Fu: Baiyun Miwu Fourth Level Breaking Limits [Secret Seed Not Entered] [Vajra Colossus] [Tiger and Crane Double Shape Breaking Limits]

The third level of meditation method breaks the limit (cannot be upgraded)

Energy storage: 86%

Skill Points: 1226%

On the panel, the symbol of the potential limit after the fourth level of Baiyun Miwu disappeared, and behind it there was a strange label [Secret Seed Not Entered].

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