The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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Master Mitchellson has been watching Allen's performance intently since Allen started to perform the [Iron-Blood Forging Technique].

And on the light screen behind him, various data and incomparably complex three-dimensional models of the human body continue to appear.

The models even moved with Allen's movements, making exactly the same movements.

After Allen stopped, Master Mitchellson also turned his head and glanced at the light screen behind him.

However, he didn't look at it much, but after probably checking for errors and omissions, he turned around again.

"I already know about your body shape."

"Next, I need you to adjust your state to the best, and simulate the state of attacking the enemy on this platform."

Regarding the request of Master Mitchellson, Allen should have directly followed suit.

But when Allen heard this instruction, he still chose to speak.

Allen's expression was a little weird, "Well, Master Mitchellson, do you need to make a full shot?"

Master Mitchellson also nodded, expressing affirmation, "Of course."

"Only in this way can I know what you need, and I can determine what kind of material to use for your armor and your sword."

"Otherwise, if these things can't hold your backlash and automatically collapse, then it will be a tragedy for you or me."

Allen understands this deeply, and he has probably already seen that Master Mitchellson is not the kind of person who can't listen to persuasion.

So, he said directly.

"Although there are some boasting suspicions, but Master Mitchellson, the protective circle here may not be able to defend against the impact of my full shot."

"Even if it's just the aftermath."

"Oh." Sure enough, Master Mitchellson didn't get angry because of Allen's "spoken words", but looked at Tropp Green who was not far away as a companion with some curiosity. "Is that so?"

"Yes, Master Mitchellson." Tropp smiled bitterly, as if embarrassed.

"Allen's situation is indeed a bit special. Although he has not truly achieved silver, his physical fitness, spiritual strength, and spiritual realm have reached the level of silver."

"In addition to his long knife skills that are so high that I don't know where, Allen's combat effectiveness has exceeded the limit of silver."

"It can even be said that if you don't consider the immortality of [Gold] and the power of glory, it is not impossible to say that Allen's strongest blow has touched the threshold of gold."

"Just last night, Allen had a precedent of slashing Johnson to pieces."

"Huh." After getting the affirmation from Tropp, Master Mitchellson also carefully scanned Allen from top to bottom, his eyes gleaming as if he was looking at some rare animal.

Although this gaze was not so sharp, it was just a little curious, but it made Alan feel a little numb.

After a while, Master Mitchelson spit out a word to him that made him dumbfounded.

"Sure enough, the monster's child is also a little monster."

Although Master Mitchelson only muttered in a low voice, he didn't say it carelessly.

But which of the people present is not discernible, so they all heard this sentence clearly.

But at this moment, everyone pretended to be deaf for a short time, just looking up at the sky, as if there was some truth in the world hidden in the ceiling full of complex magic patterns.

"Okay, I get it."

After the muttering, Master Mitchellson also pretended that nothing happened.

Then, waving his dexterous hands, he operated on the special large magic machine behind him.

Dwarves may be mentioned. The first impression of many people is their low size, bold personality, habit of drinking alcohol, and unruly style.

Even because the dwarves use hammers for forging, they often use the image of hammers when they fight. Their hands are thick and awkward for the task, and they are as stupid as a bear.

But in fact, the dwarf's hands are not awkward, but extremely flexible, and they are not inferior to the elves that are known for their exquisiteness and meticulousness.

If this is not the case, dwarves cannot be called a natural casting master, and the race of casting masters is most likely to appear.

They are rough and bold, just because they have such a personality, not because they can't do elves.

If they are willing to change, it is actually very easy to be as sophisticated and agile as the elves.

Not much, they are not willing.

At this moment, Master Mitchellson danced with both hands, quickly tapping on a light and shadow keyboard projected to divide hundreds of keys, pulling out the afterimages.

Although no sound came out, Allen automatically made up the "DaDaDa" sound in his mind.

It's like rain hitting plantain, endless.

Allen even felt that the fastest submachine gun in the empire today might not have the frequency of Master Mitchellson's strike at this time.

However, after watching for a while, Allen discovered the problem.

If it is said that Master Mitchellson's rapid percussion in a short time without the phenomenon of excessive force passing through light and shadow, it can be said that Master Mitchelson has strong control.

But it has been so, I am afraid that there are other problems.

Even, with his extraordinary vision, Allen can clearly see that every time Master Mitchellson raises his hand, it is not just under his own control, but also the kind of real as if hitting something. Rebound.

This phenomenon of elasticity caused by collision of objects cannot be faked.

Therefore, Allen is sure that the projection keyboard in front of Master Mitchellson is not just a projection.

At least, some other technologies have been added.

Just as Allen was thinking about the principle of this technology, Master Mitchellson's movements also stopped.

Countless afterimages disappeared into the air like images of a power failure, leaving only a brighter and brighter light screen.

In the next moment, Allen felt the magic particles in the air start to become active.

No, not only that, the mana spar that was originally placed on the corner of the magic circle and used as an energy source on the ground also began to shine.

However, after only a moment of light, the luster of these mana spars dimmed. Like a light bulb with a drop in voltage, it becomes dimmed.

The countless magical energy particles extracted from it gathered into a fierce mad current, and rushed into the light cube beside Allen along the magical energy circuit built on the ground.

Huh!

The light shines brightly.

Allen couldn't help squinting his eyes.

After a while, Alan opened his eyes and looked at the light cube in front of him after the dazzling light receded.

The dazzling light circulated on it, beating like thunder, dazzling and dazzling.

The transparent light screen still exists, blocking the inside and outside, so that all changes within this light cube cannot affect the outside world.

It seems that everything is the same as before.

But in Allen's eyes, all this is already very different.

The previous turbulent flow of magical particles did not simply increase the energy and thicken the light curtain.

If this is the case, in fact, the defensive power of the light cube formed by the magic circle has not improved much.

These magical particle streams that have exhausted the energy base point of the magic array are more used to reconstruct the composition of those light curtains.

If these thin and transparent light screens are magnified ten thousand times, then they will be able to clearly see that the subtle runes are distorted, changed, disintegrated, and reorganized.

But in an instant, the basic composition of the light screen completely changed.

And today's light screen, compared to the previous defensive power, it can be said that it has gone up more than one step.

"I have now fully activated the defensive circle and raised it to the highest level of protection."

Master Mitchellson walked to the functional base points in the surrounding corners, took out the mana spar that had been completely dimmed, and then put in the new shining mana spar.

He said as he walked over.

"Theoretically, this light curtain can defend against all attacks below the Golden Tier."

"As long as Alan, your attack power has not reached the level of the true [Golden Rank], then you don't have to worry about the consequences of breaking the magic circle with all your strength."

Having said that, Master Mitchellson has walked back to the machine and said while looking at Allen.

"You can try it yourself and get a feel for it."

Hearing this, Alan didn't mean to shirk, took out a long knife from the space magic tool, stood still and started preparing.

If he was this kind of person, he couldn't speak when Master Mitchellson first ordered it.

At this time, how could he pretend to be humble and say no.

After all, it is for safety considerations and also for the accuracy of measurement data.

Concentrate calmly, unity of heart and mind.

Allen suddenly drew his sword and slashed in the air.

Boom!

The sound of knives, as clear as a phoenix, mixed with the fierce and domineering sonic boom, forming a rumbling roar.

In the Light Cube, a fierce air wave suddenly rose, forming an extremely fierce shock wave and rushing in all directions.

It hits the light curtain, forming ripples that look like a boulder falling to the ground.

However, these are not the most terrifying things.

The most terrifying thing is the void crack that spreads from the tip of Ellen's knife.

The dense black cracks continued to spread, spreading towards the light curtain in front of Allen.

In the next moment, they began to intersect fiercely.

There is no earth-shattering sound, and there is no huge and incomparable change.

Yes, it's just silent terror.

The black trace is like an invisible beast of greed, hitting the light curtain, swallowing everything that can be touched.

The original brilliant and dazzling light curtain dimmed for a moment, and then it was bumped into a slight bump, as if it was unbearable.

However, in the end, the light curtain in front of Allen was accepted unharmed.

"It should be possible."

In this regard, Allen finally said affirmatively.

Although the previous knife wasn't the strongest one he could go all out, it was also an existence that surpassed the Silver Peak.

And the slash he will use later, although it has the strength, the unity of heart and mind, and the blessing of super spirit, it will not exceed too much.

So as far as the current situation is concerned, there should be no major problems.

With a wave of his hand, he shook off the long knife that was broken into powder because of his full swing, and once again took out a "disposable knife" made of 100-refined steel from the space magic tool.

"Then be prepared."

Master Mitchellson glanced at the data on the light screen behind him, and found that he was still within the safe limit, waved his hand comfortably to signal Allen to start.

Upon seeing this, Allen took a deep breath.

Slowly closed his eyes.

The mind became clear, ethereal, like an empty valley, and like a quiet Pinghu.

In this state, Allen can even perceive everything around her body and perceive all subtle changes.

Allen's spirit seemed to split into two individuals.

One is separated from Alan himself, standing on a high place like a god, looking down at Alan.

The other one is still in Allen's body, controlling all changes.

This split did not make Allen feel uncomfortable, but made him understand himself and the world around him better.

Without warning, Allen's spirit suddenly began to rise, and began to continuously improve, assaulting upwards.

But in a flash, he had already crossed the extremely familiar silver tier boundary and began to charge towards a higher level.

Boom!

There was no sound in the spiritual world, but at this moment, Alan felt as if Hong Zhong Dalu was ringing in his ears, and his heart was shaking.

The continuously ascending mental will hit the hard as iron golden step gate and was bounced out heavily.

Although he didn't suffer any harm, the golden door still hadn't been opened for Allen.

He still stood at the door, unable to enter.

If it is normal, Allen is happy to continue trying.

But now, there is not so much time for him to splurge.

After hitting the South Wall very skillfully, Allen did not continue to struggle with it.

His mental will, which is as strong as steel, is burning, sublimating, condensing, and undergoing earth-shaking changes ~www.readwn.com~ In Allen's mental world, the calm mind is unhappy.

A cold and bright moon reflected in Allen's heart lake, turning into a bright brilliance.

However, gradually, the crescent hook in the heart lake changed its appearance.

Lengthen, straighten, open front...

Unconsciously, that bright crescent moon has turned into the appearance of a long knife.

Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be no different from the long knife in Allen's hand.

Huh!

Suddenly, Allen opened his eyes.

There seemed to be lightning wandering in the void, making the sound of thunderbolts.

The infinite divine light shot out from Allen's eyes, like a sword like a sword, hitting the light curtain, rippling violently.

At this moment, Allen's originally brown pupils were full of divine rays, dazzling like a sky full of stars.

Numerous complex and mysterious divine rings overlapped, combined in extremely complex patterns, spinning endlessly in Allen's eyes.

In the void, above the light curtain, and even on the ground, there are constantly growing, expanding, and instantaneous rings of large and small circles.

And these are their [meals].

It was the weakness that Allen had observed.

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