"Captain of the Battle Team!"
Falzade, wearing armor, came to Soshiyan's office, stood up and saluted. Now he is no different from before, except that there is a metal headband on his bare 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?"
"Thanks to the commander of the battle for your concern! Everything is fine! You can eliminate any enemy at any time!"
Soshiyang laughed and reached out to press the other person's arm.
"Okay, it's all brothers, why are you doing this? I haven't seen each other for some days."
Falzade also showed a sighing expression on his face.
"I thought I would never see my brothers again."
In fact, he didn't remember what happened during his coma, but he just had many strange dreams flashing through his mind.
In a daze, a force suddenly appeared, calming the restlessness in his mind, as if a pair of gentle hands comforted his soul. Then he gradually woke up, and the dreams became blurred and shattered, and could no longer be recalled.
What Falzade didn't know was that during the whole process, Soshiyan first tried to use his grey pulp to transfer the grey pulp in Falzade's body, and then Veronica used his power to cure his long-term frenzied consciousness because of coma. This was also the first time Soshiyan knew that he could control the grey pulp in other people's bodies, but only Veronica and Valer knew about this matter at present.
Finally, Valer finished the inspection and confirmed that Falzadeh was completely safe, and praised Veronica's magical healing ability, saying that the battle group had found a treasure this time.
"I said I will not give up any brother."
As he said that, Soshiyan walked back to the back of the table, picked up a data board and handed it to Falzad.
"Your company just added a batch of recruits. The personnel information and list are here. Do you need to take a look?"
After taking it, Falzade took it, he did not look at it, but instead clamped it under his armpit.
"I'll go back to the company right away and see it on the way."
Soshiyang nodded.
"Okay, then you can go first."
After saying that, he sat back on the chair and subconsciously yawned.
Falzade blinked.
"Captain of the Battle Team, I know that there are more people in the Battle Team now and there are many things, but you should also pay more attention to your health and rest when it's time to rest."
Soshiyang was stunned for a moment, then coughed a few awkwardly.
"Ahem, that, I understand, you go back to the company."
"yes!"
After Falzade left, Soshyan leaned back and took a nap with his eyes closed. This was also a rare personal time in a few days, because Veronica went to the 10th Company to see the recruits.
In fact, he was a little confused. Veronica looked so "simple" before, but after the two had sex, they suddenly became so clingy and had a strong desire. Could it be that the spirit race's physique is really special?
More than ten minutes later, Soshiyang opened his eyes and summoned a little angel holding a mirror, then looked at himself in the mirror.
It seems that my spirit is a little bit worse.
"There is a proverb from Guterra that the land of gentleness is the tomb of heroes. Am I really hurt by wine and sex?"
Soshiyang shook his head and rubbed his face. The little angel then flew away in the mirror.
"It may also be that I haven't exercised for too long and have been lazy."
After saying that, Soshiyang stood up and walked towards the training ground.
After coming to 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 currently uses, the Yangyan sword is indeed the most convenient.
Soon, the weapon platform descended, and with a steady and coherent movement, Soshiyang drew out his long sword and placed a huge silver leaf-shaped blade in front of him.
Its length is extraordinary and its weight is extraordinary, but in Soshiyang's hands, it is as light as willow leaves.
As the lighting balls on the training ground light 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 from his lips, and nodded slightly.
The next second, his legs stretched like an attacking snake, and in the blink of an eye, his sword was raised over his head and shone silver under the light.
Then, the blade waved in his hand, forming a wave of air around him, and his grip continued to change during the process, and the giant sword broke through the air in a complicated movement, so fast that it was almost impossible to see clearly with the naked eye.
ha!
With a loud shout, Soshiyang rushed towards his imaginary opponent. When dodging and stabbing, his feet kept moving. The powerful sword blade cut the airflow, forming a silver net that was impenetrable and pierced and attacked rapidly around.
In the unmanned 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 growl, he raised the giant sword again until he was in front of him, breathing clearly and smoothly, the sword grid was flush with his cheeks, and then he used various moves to rotate the great sword effortlessly, showing his skillful movements beyond imagination.
After being completely involved in swordsmanship, Soshiyang's body and mind were harmonious, as if the giant sword had also become a part of his body. His strong physique and spirit were fully revealed in swordsmanship with outstanding momentum.
With the use of advanced swordsmanship, he began to add some more personal strategies, as if he wanted to pour his soul into the sword edge and tell him every move.
Thor once said that every swordsman has his own unique sword-driven style, and each warrior reveals their inner elements in battle. Only people with distinct personalities can become a swordsman champion, which is different from every comrade.
As he walked around, Soshiyang's sword swung farther and faster, and the tip of the sword passed through the air at a dazzling speed, enough to tear anything open.
"Level 4 training mode, maximum intensity!"
Suddenly, Soshiyang issued a low command, and then four advanced combat robots rose from the ground - each of them had strong combat skills and recorded various sword techniques in the wet parts.
Then they rushed towards Soshiyang from four directions at the same time, and the blade on their arms flashed with cold light.
As the first robot rushed towards him, Soshiyang jumped up, and the giant sword swirled in the air and landed between the two opponents, slamming one of them on the forehead with the hilt.
Just as the first robot fell, Soshiyang had already come to the other side, swaying away from the sword edge of another opponent, and swinging the sword to wield a huge arc, cutting off the legs of another machine swordsman.
An enemy came from behind, Soshiyang turned around and slammed the robot's neck with his elbow, then smashed the sword to the right, blocked the sword forward, then turned back somersault, kicked the last enemy's chin while spinning in the air, and then landed gracefully.
Then, his movements suddenly stopped, and then the silver light flashed, the giant sword returned to its sheath, and Soshiyang's breathing returned to normal speed, and all four combat robots fell to the ground.
Slap sex-
Chapter completed!