I don’t know if Wang Mao is the eighth level smelter of Liu Bei, but Wang Mao is really strong. If I remember correctly, the opponent should have been a warrior in the early years and a tiger warrior later. After that, he retired and returned to Qingzhou as a yamen servant to wait for Liu Bei.
He took over Mount Tai and joined the army as a centurion.
After the Battle of Northern Xinjiang was over and Liu Bei was sixty years old, when he was looking at the list, he forcibly ordered the retired veterans to go through eight levels of smelting, which was not impossible.
"Sun Tou, they are also eight-level smelting." Wei Shuang poked Sun Er with his elbow and said with a smile. Sun Er didn't say anything after hearing this. He could feel a trace of pressure from Wang Mao, but only a little. The eight-level smelting was most likely
Really, but Wang Mao is too old.
Normal people's physical fitness begins to decline in all aspects starting from the age of thirty. People like them are better. With unremitting exercise, their physical functions do not start to decline until they are in their forties, and they can basically still maintain their health until they are fifty.
Stay at a certain peak.
But it’s no joke that time makes people grow old. Even if they are eight-level smelted to the age of sixty-seven, they do have strength, but they are old after all, and their eyesight, speed, reaction and body functions have all declined significantly. In a real fight, even
Not as ruthless as those thirty-year-old Fourth Smelting people.
It is never a lie that boxing is afraid of young people. Sun Er is not only strong in eight levels of smelting, but also a very important point is that Sun Er himself is young enough and his physical functions are at their peak in all aspects. The combination of these makes him almost invincible at present.
Sun Er.
After all, it’s not like Sun Er has never seen other seventh-level smelting people, but even if an old man in his sixties or seventies has reached it, what’s the use? It’s not like Sun Er has never seen Qi Xuan, who was born in the Central Guards during Emperor Huan’s reign,
Sixty years old and seven levels of smelting, very strong for normal guards.
But if you really want to say it, under the ravages of time, he can't afford such a terrifying smelting level. If Qi Xuan had such a terrifying smelting level at the age of thirty, Sun Er would run away when he saw it. He only reached it at the age of sixty.
At least half of the people present are capable of fighting. In a real battlefield, if you pick any one of these backbones Liu Bei leads, they may be able to fight to the death.
Similarly, Wang Maoneng could still bring a bit of danger to Sun Er at the age of sixty-seven. To be honest, Sun Er estimated that the other party's eighth-level smelting was not a joke. Unfortunately, he was too old. At this age, it was better to go back to take care of himself and be a trainer.
It is better to adopt old money.
"Lieutenant, let me go and persuade him." Sun Er sighed. He found that Liu Bei seemed to want to persuade him to go back, but he didn't know what to say. After all, except for his age, Wang Mao was indeed qualified in all aspects, but
Such an old man should go back to his hometown and become a teacher.
Liu Bei nodded to Sun Er. It was indeed difficult for him to persuade him, but Sun Er was more suitable. Sun Er met all the conditions.
"Uncle Wang, it's better that you don't go." Sun Er learned about the other party's identity from other channels, then walked over and saluted Wang Maoyi, "It's not that your strength is inappropriate, but that you are too old.
, you should be the instructor of the Eightfold Smelting."
When Sun Er walked out, Wang Mao was on guard. Even if he didn't take action, Wang Mao could feel that Sun Er was a master.
After facing the danger, Wang Mao reflexively put his hand on the sword at his waist. His trembling hand stopped trembling instantly, and his whole body exuded the unique sharp aura of a sharp warrior. Sun Er instantly
Stop.
Sun Er hates all military units related to sharp soldiers. There are only two types of military units, one is cannon fodder, and the other is perverted strong men. And it is obvious that the old man in front of him is an outrageous strong man, and he may not be able to defeat the other eight types.
The smelting is all from the Rei series, which is very troublesome.
"Sun Er, get out of the way. I'll talk to Brother Wang." When Zhang Yue saw Wang Mao's hand pressing the hilt of the sword, he remembered who this was. This was not theirs when he joined the Ruishi.
Instructor, wasn't it said that he was hacked to death by the Xiliang cavalry? It turns out he is still alive.
Sun Er glanced at Zhang Yue, nodded, turned around and left, advising Mao Quan that there are several talents in this world that depend on your strength of will regardless of your age, and the old man opposite might have been working for fifty years.
The sword of years, the sword in my heart and the sword in my hand have all reached their perfection.
People are getting a little older, but their lethality is still ridiculous.
If Sun Er's strength takes action, the old man will die. This is not an enemy. It's troublesome.
"You are..." Wang Mao looked at Zhang Yue and looked familiar, then he patted his head and remembered, "I am old and can't remember things. I should have taken care of you."
"Yes, Brother Wang, you were the one who taught us when we entered Ruishi." As soon as Zhang Yue received it in his hand, he was really serious at this time, without the hip-hop look before.
"Oh, you're the one.5." Wang Mao remembered that he had taught a bunch of sharp men, and only Guawa learned the first version of 1.5. As a result, he couldn't hold the sword when he turned on the high-frequency vibration all day long.
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The corner of Zhang Yue's mouth twitched, but he was still a little relieved. Brother can still recognize him. Although it is a bit embarrassing, knowing him is a good thing. As expected, for the coach, only those who have practiced extra and the best guys can remember him.
"I admire you for surviving until now." Wang Mao thought for a moment and said honestly.
"Hehehe..." When Zhang Yue heard this, he took out his 40-pound manganese steel hard and crisp straight knife from the scabbard on his back, then held the handle of the knife with both hands and faced Wang Mao,
There were no unnecessary words, but when he held the knife with both hands, cold sweat broke out on Wang Mao's forehead involuntarily.
"Brother Wang, you are still old. Twenty years ago, you would definitely be able to tear apart." Zhang Yue said calmly to Wang Mao. The moment he held the knife in both hands, Wang Mao was directly suppressed by his own momentum.
This was given to him by Wang Mao, to condense the power of mind and will as a weapon.
Wang Mao's face was calm, and he watched Zhang Yue's hand that was originally pressed on the hilt of the sword slowly retract, and his fingers began to tremble. Zhang Yue withdrew his sword and slashed towards the ground, leaving a huge gap just like the sword's energy.
Then he returned to his sheath and looked at Wang Mao.
"You have become so much stronger." Wang Mao looked at Zhang Yue with some silence. The other person may be stronger than when he was the same age.
"Well, but I still want to thank Brother Wang for his teachings back then." Zhang Yue put the knife on his back and saluted Wang Mao, "If you were young, I would definitely not stop you, but you are too old, you are sixty-seven years old.
, a sharp sword with a hidden edge, how far can you swing it?"
Zhang Yue even suspected that Wang Mao was in full bloom. Maybe the spirit, energy and spirit could not be unified, and he would die after cutting Wang Mao. Zhang Yue did not doubt Wang Mao's destructive power. The destructive power of Rui Shi Lao Er Lao had little effect. It seems that this thing
It's the mind and will that control you, but as you get older, your body's functions can't keep up, and it will backfire and kill you.
The veterans who came to follow Liu Bei in this battle all know that they want a victory with few casualties. They are all the backbones in the Central Plains, and so is Wang Mao. The veterans of Eighth Smelting do not mention actual combat. This experience is not a joke.
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Staying in the Central Plains is a good foundation, and dying on the battlefield is not worth it. Moreover, given Wang Mao's age, Zhang Yue and others are worried that the other party will be injured on the battlefield and then not survive.
"Captain, I'm sorry, I feel sorry for you." Wang Mao sighed and bowed to Liu Bei, "I originally thought I was quite powerful, but it turned out..."
"No, no, no, there is a more suitable place for you. In Taishan, teach those veterans who have just retired from the army to refine their talents and pass on your power. This is more important than anything else." Liu Bei said with a smile. He didn't want it either.
These veterans were lost in the Ganges battlefield.
Wang Mao was obviously a little lonely when he left, but he was also trying to cheer up. He knew that what Zhang Yue and others said was right. His problem was not whether he was strong or not. As a sharp man, he was still stronger than most of Liu Bei's men when he took action now.
Most veterans, but his body could not bear the injury.
Someone might be hit by an arrow, and it would be fine if he took off the arrow and waited a moment. But if he was hit by an arrow, he might need to be carried away after bleeding. This is the horror of time.
"No wonder the Central Guards said that smelting is the right way and there is no upper limit, but they don't have enough time for eight levels of smelting." After Wang Mao left, some veterans said with regret.
From a certain point of view, there is indeed no limit to the Imperial Guard. As long as you continue to master and refine your talents, your quality will continue to improve, and your skills will continue to grow, developing in all aspects.
But the problem is that smelting takes time. As you get older, even if you smelt your talent, the improvement brought by it cannot keep up with the natural decline of your body's function during the period of smelting your talent. And the intersection of these two curves
Location is actually the limit.
Although smelting can guarantee to slow down the arrival of this time point to a certain extent, the time provided is not too long, so aging is inevitable.
"I think it is necessary for me to find a way to break through the separation of inner energy from the body." Sun Er looked at Wang Mao's leaving figure, as if he had seen his own future. After all, people like Wang Mao might not have been invincible in the past.
He was also close to being invincible, but he was ravaged by time and became like this.
"If we win, give them a passage to Shenxiang. Anyway, we just use the accumulation of Shenxiang to make a breakthrough. Many of them should be able to break through." After Liu Bei heard Sun Er's words, he suggested to Chen Xi.
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"That's no problem. When the time comes, those who have reached the peak of Qi training can be sent over to try to break through." Chen Xi nodded and said, "If they can break through the separation of inner Qi from the body, their strength will be further strengthened.
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While saying this, Chen Xi looked at Sun Er. If Sun Er could break through the separation of inner energy from the body, he might have a combat power close to the extreme of inner energy separation on the spot.
If you can still smelt talents like now, even if it is just one talent, it will be 50% enhanced, and it will be 50% of the internal energy leaving the body, which will be very powerful.