"What to invest in? I don't know you." Ye Zonghui was a little dizzy. Why did he meet such a guy? He is not sick? Today is his first day of joining the class. This is his first time seeing this guy, so why did he become a friend? Investing? It's bullshit, it's more reliable to say that it's borrowing money.

"Don't you know me now? We are born friends. Investing means investing in me? Don't you think I have great investment value?" Ye Feng said, pointing to his nose.

"I don't think." Ye Zonghui felt angry and laughed. What kind of fun is this guy? He is familiar with it? It shouldn't be. No one can tell at a glance that there are fifty students in Class 09, and no one is willing to approach him. As long as he sees his cold face, he will automatically stay away.

Among the students of Blue Dot, more than 1,500 students are from the Power Armor Department. If you want to make friends, who can’t find them? Who would take the initiative to make friends with someone with such a personality?

Ye Zonghui has been in the class for almost a month, and he has no friends. No one takes the initiative to make friends with him, and he doesn't like to make friends with others on his own initiative. In his opinion, entering the Blue Point Military Academy is to learn how to command and fight. As for making friends, let it go.

Although the old man at home doesn't like him, he admires the old man very much. He can remember every word the old man said. Men must make friends who can trust each other with life and death, otherwise, it is better not to make friends.

Ye Zonghui has never seen a person who can entrust his life and death to him. Perhaps only on the battlefield can he be

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Find it. Ye Zonghui knew that he would definitely go to the battlefield in the future and would have many comrades who depend on life and death, so he didn't care whether he could make friends in the Blue Point Military Academy.

"I think so, we are good friends, the kind of best friends who trust each other with life and death." Ye Feng said it seriously this time. He had been with his old friends for decades, so Ye Feng naturally knew Ye Zonghui's heart disease.

"Not only are we two, but also Fatty Xiao." Ye Feng said.

"Don't get involved with me, I'm not familiar with you." Xiao Siming said unbearably. What kind of alien is his deskmate? He was so moved that he said it, but they had just seen it today, so it was too fake to say such words.

Ye Zonghui didn't expect that in the encrypted channel opened by Ye Feng, in addition to himself, he actually pulled Xiao Siming in.

"We are definitely best friends, believe me." Ye Feng said seriously again, with a look of swearing.

"Okay, what do you want to say?" Ye Zonghui asked.

"Since you are a friend of life and death, yours is mine. Now that your brother is short of money, you should naturally help and honestly explain how much pocket money there is now?" Ye Feng immediately looked like a hippie and smiley, shameless and shameless.

"You...you bastard." Ye Zonghui didn't even bother to beat him. Who is this? It turned out that he was still trying to make more credit in his pocket.

"Okay, brother, I'm a bastard, you two must be bastards. I'm really short of money, think of a way." Ye Feng said. Now he really can't think of a good way to make money. There is no way. Who told him to know anything except fighting in his previous life. Even if he had more than 40 years of memory in his mind, he had nothing to do with making money.

Xiao Siming is a poor man, and he still has to find a way to help him. Only Ye Zonghui. Although he is not valued by his family, he has an extraordinary background and it should not be difficult to earn some pocket money. Of course, he needs a lot of money, and relying on Ye Zonghui's help alone may not be enough.

"I still have two hundred credit points, you can take them first?" Xiao Siming asked tentatively.

"Get out, you poor guy, when you make money, you will share your share. Your family is so poor that you can't get the money. Where did you get the pocket money? While playing, I will take you back when there is a good thing to make money." Ye Feng said. In fact, Fatty Xiao and Ye Zonghui are both older than Ye Feng.

"Bah! Your family can't get rid of the blame." Xiao Siming said angrily. The overall strength of the Tianqi Ye family is the strongest among the four stars in the sky. Not only military strength, but also people's livelihood. Even if the living conditions of the Xiao family are just average, they will not be as unbearable as Ye Feng said.

"My family can uncover the pot, but my brother can't uncover it anymore. Forget it with a credit point of 200, if there is two million, I will accept it immediately." Ye Feng said with a frown. He really didn't know how to make money.

Thinking about Ye Chang's family environment and Ye Chang's ability. He had to admit that although Ye Chang's personality is annoying, at least in terms of money-making ability, Ye Chang is definitely much better than himself. Now he is so fucked. Ye Chang's guy with a strong foundation than himself and a better money-making person than himself took half a year to open the spiritual sea. I am afraid that he may not be able to do it in a year or two.

Originally, Ye Zonghui was already confused by Ye Feng. What is this guy from? If you don’t need to invest much, it doesn’t matter if you take out a little of it, but when you hear Ye Feng’s tone, you immediately gave up your original idea.

Although he has a very good background, he has a low status at home and does not have much pocket money. Of course, if he really needs it urgently, it is not impossible to ask for help from his brothers and sisters with good relationships, but the number is also limited. He can say two million at the beginning. What about you bullshit?

"Forget it, let's not mention these headaches. I will teach you how to play iron balls. This thing looks simple but is extremely practical. Especially on the battlefield, it is a basic event that all recruits must pass." Ye Feng said, pulling the two of them to the huge battlefield beside the training ground, where there were more than 60 iron balls with a diameter of more than two meters.

The two were pulled away by Ye Feng, and they felt helpless. What is this guy?

Ye Feng walked into the battlefield, and most of the students were training here. This \u79

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The cd hollow iron ball is the best equipment for training recruits to balance. It is very easy to obtain. As long as there is metal, no matter what kind it is, it can be used as long as it is fused into a circle. There is almost no requirement for the ground shape. Even if it is in-depth training, it can be quickly sorted out the corresponding ground shape, which is very convenient.

After all, the conditions of Baichuanxing are limited, and since the Third Bloody War, human soldiers suffered huge losses. Most of the recruits sent from behind were recruits. Many armored soldiers, after only a few months of simple training, could only reach the level of barely running. If they were not allowed to face the blood clan directly, they would die.

In fact, Ye Feng knew very well that by the Fourth Bloody War, the losses of soldiers were even greater. The training time for the recruits sent to him was less than a week. Some recruits could not even use the Gauss gun. The frontline's desire for soldiers was almost unlimited, and they had no time to train. They could only grit their teeth and watch the recruits who were completely unfamiliar with the power armor fell in groups under the blood stings of the blood clan.

The surviving recruits usually can only undergo simple iron ball training. After a few days, they have become veterans. Regardless of whether they want to, they will be veterans if they don’t die in a few battles.

"Look at it, the iron ball is to allow us to better master the use of power armor and make it a part of the body. Start with the simplest way of playing, stand, stand on one foot, move in balance, move quickly, move in the hands, walk in the lion holding the ball, two balls, and multi-ball linkage. These basic movements are completed before we can start the ball racing and fight on the ball." Ye Feng said while making corresponding actions.

Although they are powered by fourth-generation armor, their performance is too far from that of eighth generations, but when playing with iron balls, the requirements are not high, and they play with human-armor integration. The training effect is to allow the warrior to integrate the armor into themselves faster, which is very difficult. Think about it, how difficult can the training courses for recruits be?

"You...how did you know these things?" Ye Feng only took more than ten minutes to make some simple movements, but did not finish the complete training movements. Ye Zonghui's eyes were already looking straight.

After all, they have different backgrounds, and even if they are not valued by their family, they have many opportunities to visit the armored legion. I am afraid that the armored warriors in the legion will not be able to play so many tricks.

After all, Ye Zonghui was still young, so naturally he couldn't see the meaning contained in Ye Feng's action, but on the other side of the battlefield, Lu Rupan's eyes were about to get angry. In Ye Feng's basic action, he seemed to see that when fighting against the blood clan, the power armored warriors turned around beautifully, slid, avoided, and slashed...

Iron ball training is not a new thing. It was already available hundreds of years ago when power armor began to appear. However, this kind of training is just a balanced training for novices. No one has ever cared about it. Who would have thought that this thing was played in Ye Feng's hands, which made Lu Ruban's eyes turn red.

Ye Feng's movements were a bit slow, a little clumsy, a little weird, and a little funny. On the battlefield, there were already many students laughing out loud. But only he, who had been on the battlefield and fought with the blood clan, could see that this set of training was entirely aimed at recruits and the basic movements used in fighting with the blood clan. With the four basic trainings summarized over a hundred years, they have the same effect and are even more sophisticated.

"Ye Feng..." Seeing this, Lu Ruopan's power armor instantly accelerated to the fastest, and reached out to grab Ye Feng on the iron ball.

Ye Feng was having fun and explained to his two friends while playing that he had a purpose in doing this. He knew very well that in the future bloody war, his two friends died on the battlefield one after another. If he could teach them more, he would have a more chance of survival.

Of course, when you go to the battlefield star, no matter how strong your personal strength is, if there is a problem with your superior command, you will still die on the battlefield. Not to mention ordinary armored warriors, even gods and sorcerers, there are many people who die on the battlefield star.

Even so, Ye Feng is willing to give more advice to them. It is better to have one more chance than to have one less.

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Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind. Although the power armor was fully enclosed, it was no different from a normal person after being connected to the neuronal system, as long as you can adapt to that strange feeling.

Ye Feng used his feet and the iron ball rolled to the left. Ye Feng's body twisted, avoiding the big hand that the donkey director extended, and punched him behind him with a backhand. Countless combat experiences made his movements not pass through his brain at all. Not only was he very fast, but the power core instantly exploded to an overload state. The power of this punch was magnified by 2.8 times, exceeding the output limit of the power core. Only those very experienced armored warriors can barely do this method of using armor.

While swinging this punch, Ye Feng realized that his arm was shrinking with all his strength. It was not Baichuanxing here, and there was no blood clan attacking him. He was either a student in the same class or a donkey coach, so fast that after seeing everyone's training level before, Ye Feng knew that in Class 09, except for the donkey coach, I was afraid that no one could do this level.

On the huge metal fist, four metal attack stings stopped a few centimeters in front of Lu Rupan. Ye Feng and Lu Rupan were sweating in the meantime. If this punch was solid, it would be seriously injured at the least, and at the worst, it would directly kill the donkey's life.

Director Donkey's combat skills are naturally not that bad. Even though he has not yet achieved the powerful combat power he has in his later generations, he is still a level 8 warrior, killing hundreds of blood clans, and his combat experience is extremely rich. But he never expected that the students who stood on the iron ball and transferred to the class on the first day would react so quickly, and the speed of counterattack was beyond his imagination.

He originally just wanted to pull Ye Feng down, put it aside, and ask him where he learned the movements of playing iron ball just now, and whether there was any particularity. He never thought that his new student not only avoided his hands, but also had the ability to counterattack, and the counterattack was so fierce.

Ye Feng was even sweating in a cold sweat, and his right arm was in great pain. After punching with all his strength, he stopped it. This was much more harmful than hitting the metal. Fortunately, his small body is much worse than in his previous life, otherwise this punch would be enough to dislocate himself.

As for the consequences of this punch, Ye Feng couldn't imagine it. Although he didn't have many mistakes in this matter, he killed a blue dot mentor...

"Come with me." The two of them had stiffened for a few seconds. Director Donkey said in a hoarse voice. Just now, he felt the breath of death. How could this happen? How could this happen?

Even when facing several blood clans, he had never felt this way. When he first looked at Ye Feng, he felt like a playboy. After answering the first question, he found that he was not that bad. But no matter which impression he was, he was not as impressive as the one that Ye Feng had just swung his fist.

At that moment, Lu Ruopan felt that he was not facing his own student, but a beast, an extremely dangerous beast.

Ye Feng lowered his head, followed the donkey guide obediently, walked out of the battlefield, walking more than a thousand meters away. Lu Rupan then stopped and felt much better. He turned to look at Ye Feng. At this moment, the boy in front of him lowered his head, looked scared, and became the kind of student he was most familiar with.

A beast? A student? Which one is the real him?

Lu Ruopan coughed lightly: "Where did you learn the actions you did just now?"

"Ah..." Ye Feng raised his head in surprise. He never expected that the donkey director was asking this question? Originally, he used his own punch, and even if he didn't really hit the donkey director, it would be a big trouble. Whether he would be fired was all right.

You should know that Blue Dot Academy has extremely strict requirements for fighting training. Armored fighting requires turning on the simulation screen and simulation fighting software in the armor to conduct long-distance fighting.

Two armored warriors, dozens of meters away, rushed left and right, jumped up and down, and fought hard, but no one would meet anyone. Until in the simulated environment, the winner was decided, even if the fight ended. If they were not satisfied, they could take off their power armor and fight with them empty-handed. Even if they were beaten to a blue nose, face, or even broken bones, as long as they were a battle agreed by both sides,

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Fang will not stand out.

In the last life, Ye Feng was beaten by Xiao Siming in a simulation environment, thinking that he was not familiar with the power armor and would lose. He fought with his shirtlessness, and the result was even worse. Fatty Xiao's flexibility was absolutely unimaginable. Ye Feng was taught a few lessons. From then on, he didn't dare to provoke Fatty Xiao, but took Fatty Xiao as his anger target.

The effect of this fighting training is conceivable. Since it is a simulated environment, it is very different from real fighting. Even if a force feedback system is added to the power armor, the fake ones are still fake and have no comparison with the real ones.

If you really use power armor for fighting training, the effect will naturally be better. Everyone knows this principle, but it is difficult to do it. Most of the power armor is alloyed and metal guys. If you practice empty-handedly, it won’t take long. Both sets of power armor will be scrapped. Even if you only use weapons to practice, and do not function in power armor, the consumption will be greater than you imagined.

With the amplification ability of power armor, even if you just wave an iron rod, you can break it in a few seconds. Who can afford it with a real military alloy knife? One training session can eliminate many valuable sabers.

Besides, during the training process, who can guarantee that it is just a contact between two weapons? Is it really a blow to the other party? Not everyone has the ability to stop temporarily. If one blows, even if the students inside are not killed, the maintenance fee will be hanged by Principal Blue Dot.

Therefore, although the real training system project was proposed two hundred years ago, it is still a major problem that cannot be solved until now.

In this environment, Ye Feng punched and attacked his mentor. Even if he was not fired, he would not be able to escape even if he was seriously injured. Who would have thought that he was actually playing with iron balls? For Ye Feng, the gap was too big.

"This... this was taught by my father. I was not big at that time." Ye Feng's mind changed and immediately found a good excuse.

"Oh? Who is your father?" Lu Ruoban asked.

"When my father died, he was the captain of the 599th Legion of the Third Corps. These were some of the small ways they used to train new recruits." Ye Feng said.

Lu Ruoban nodded and remembered it in his heart. He had never read Ye Feng's application for transfer before, and even Ye Feng's name was asked later. If you want to adjust Ye Feng's detailed information, the identity of the Blue Dot Mentor is obviously not enough.

"Can you demonstrate the training method?" Lu Ruopan said. Although it was a question, it had a little unrefutable meaning. Lu Ruopan, who had been on the battlefield, could see clearly than those students who didn't understand anything.

"Of course." Ye Feng said with a tough bullet. Only then did he realize that the training method of playing iron balls was known to almost all the legions after decades, but now it is not decades later.

At that time, due to the shortage of troops, new recruits were everywhere. In order to give new recruits more opportunities to survive, some quick training methods were forced to come up with. These methods were gradually evolved over the decades of fighting with the blood clan.

In fact, the war between humans and blood clans began as early as the first year of the Sky Li, but the battles of battlefield stars were all small-scale and not very strong. Although there were thousands of soldiers killed in the battle every year in the Tianqi Ye family, it included battlefield stars and high-risk mineral stars, and in dozens or hundreds of battlefields, the total losses in the past year.

If calculated on average, one person may not be able to die in every small battlefield in one day. The combat intensity is not high and there are enough follow-up soldiers, so naturally no one will consider these quick training methods.

Nowadays, armored soldiers who go to the battlefield star need to go to the battlefield star at least three years of training before they can truly go to the battlefield star. Moreover, they will be accompanied by veterans, or even hundreds of veterans, and a few new recruits. The training method is naturally very different from decades later.

Lu Ruoban took Ye Feng to an empty training ground and signaled that Ye Feng could start.

Ye Feng jumped onto an iron ball with his legs and recalled it in his mind. As the commander of the armored legion, he trained no more than 800 recruits. This set of actions was memorable and he soon got into the state.

Stand, walk the ball, jump, roll the ball, fight...

A complete series of training movements was meticulously completed from beginning to end. Ye Feng also thought about it. As a member of the Ye clan of the Apocalypse, since he had lived a new life, it would be helpful to the Apocalypse and it would be a good thing to die fewer people.

It seems that my vision is still too short-sighted. I just thought about how to use the memories I have, make money and military merits, and become a spirit warlock. If you think about it carefully, you can do more and better.

While demonstrating, I thought that when I turned around, I should record my combat experience, find time, and hand it over to it. It would be best to popularize the entire army, which would be of great help to improve the combat effectiveness of the Apocalypse Army.

Of course, Ye Feng also knew that some people in the military had problems with their vision and mind. If they handed over it directly, it might not be a good thing. Maybe some brainless guy would be thrown into the crusher directly.

Although iron ball training is simple, it has a complete set of training methods. After the whole demonstration, Ye Feng spent an hour and a half. During the entire demonstration, Lu Ruoban did not ask a question, stared at Ye Feng's every move, and at the same time turned on the camera function on the armor.
Chapter completed!