"I know you can't pilot a mecha, but that doesn't mean you can just sit back and wait for death."
"I have a knife here. You can take it with you. Although it cannot defeat the mecha, it is enough to save your life."
The blade was dark, and Haotian reached out to take it. He knew that the elder in front of him did not want to see him continue to be decadent, so he said: "Don't worry, Great Elder, I won't die here."
"It's a foregone conclusion that you won't be able to pilot mechas. Haofeng and Haoya will go to Qingtian Mecha Academy. This trial... just give up..."
So this knife is used for self-defense? You don’t need a knife like this for self-defense, right?
"Elder, you know, I have no way out..." The tone was unhurried...
In the end, the other party looked at her with a meaningful look, sighed, and finally said: "This knife cuts iron like clay. It is enough to deal with ordinary mechas. Remember not to bury her reputation!"
Hearing this, Haotian's eyes became serious. Although the elder did not tell him the story behind it, he took it seriously and said: "Disciple will definitely live up to the reputation of this sword!"
Seeing Haotian coming out with a knife, Haotian and Hao Ya were a little strange. Could this be the killing move given to Brother Tian by the great elder?
"This doesn't look good in front of the mecha."
Realizing that she seemed to have said the wrong thing, Hao Ya covered her mouth, inwardly blaming herself for being so entangled at this time.
"This knife is very good, it suits me very well." Haotian pulled out the knife blade, and the sunlight reflected in the darkness made people tremble.
What a cold knife. When he took the knife, the elder also handed Haotian a skill about the way of the knife. Invisibly, he had an extra trump card.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Haotian knew that their intersection was about to end here. After all, their paths were different from his own, and he was still a collateral person.
"Haofeng, Hao Ya, I don't know whether it will be on the battlefield or somewhere next time we meet, but take care of yourself! You know better than me about the matters within the direct line..."
After saying this, the originally drawn sword was put back into the scabbard. A cold wind blew, and the surrounding temperature seemed to be much lower. After hearing this, the two of them were silent...
"The conflict between the collateral line and the direct line has actually reached an irreconcilable level, and now things like Haotian have broken out, alas."
Haofeng himself also felt deeply powerless. Although the family had superior training resources and mecha resources, unfortunately these would eventually become shackles that tied him down. Thinking of this, a feeling of powerlessness also appeared in his heart.
"Let's go, Hao Ya, the elder is still waiting for us."
‘An opponent? Haotian, is this your answer? Or am I too idealistic? At least I won’t give up.’ Haofeng looked back and finally walked into the elder’s courtyard with his clan sister Hao Ya.
"Now that it is confirmed that Haotian is unable to pilot a mecha, the family has decided that you will enter the school for further studies." The unquestionable voice instantly made the two of them feel unable to resist.
In the entire Hao family, there are a lot of places to enter the Mecha Academy, but there are only a few places that can actually enter the master's sect.
"Haofeng, Hao Ya, I would like to remind you here to pay attention to your position! Go down now!" Such words made Haofeng's expression full of confusion. He clenched his fists tightly and finally calmed down and said respectfully: "Three
Elder, I will remember it."
"Well, I remember what you said. Go down and get ready. The family ranking will begin soon!"
Along with the roar, a group of elders closed the door, and there was silence. Haotian had already left. Haofeng and Haoya looked at each other and read the information in each other's eyes. Finally, Haoya said: "Haofeng
, would you really attack Brother Tian?"
"You and I can't help ourselves."
After leaving these words, Haofeng left alone. Maybe the three of them were not the same people.
'You're right, Aya, sometimes you are still too young.'
The silver ring in his hand sounded an alarm, and the sound of mechanical operation spread throughout the courtyard. There was a click, sparks flew, and a humanoid mecha flew into the sky, attracting many young disciples to watch. Hao Ya on the side did not show any emotion.
Very surprised.
"That is?"
"Haofeng? I really didn't expect that he was the only person in the clan who could drive a mecha at the age of twenty! He's so well hidden! The family rankings this time are quite interesting." Soon the sound of the mecha flying covered up the crowd.
The clamor of disciples.
The movement in the sky reached Haotian's ears, but he was not surprised. As the leader of the direct line, how could he not have some skills?
"Oh, is this a warning?"
Return to your own courtyard, put the knife and gun in front of you, and immerse yourself in it. There is no bottleneck in spear skills. You need to practice the knife well. Finally, if you still have time, you can combine the knife and the gun well.
To put it bluntly, in today's era, even mecha combat is through hand-to-hand combat. Almost all guided weapons have stopped development and will eventually be eliminated.
Only by dispelling the opponent's body at close range can the maximum damage be caused, and the sword skills given to him by the elders are also the most basic ones - the "Basic Sword" is more of a way to get started.
When it comes to practice, just practice. The sword technique is about speed, accuracy and ruthlessness, but also about artistic conception. In the continuous swing of the sword, Haotian has mastered the technique of quickly drawing the sword.
The Qi in his body had unknowingly established a subtle connection with the knife. At this time, Haotian chose to close his eyes, follow the changes in Qi, and feel the changes in the knife;
There was a wooden stake in front of him. In an instant, as if he felt Haotian's will, the knife popped out of the scabbard and went straight into the palm of his hand.
Just listen to the sound of cutting through the air.
"Shua! Click!"
The wooden pile that was originally intact was broken into two pieces after a while. Haotian opened his eyes, looked at the results of this night, and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this sword was indeed as powerful as the great elder said.
"From now on, I'll call you Wu Ming. How about that?"
What answered him was Dao's muttering, and Haotian couldn't help but laugh, which kept echoing in the courtyard.
"What on earth was this guy Haotian next door doing all night? If you can't fly a mecha, you can't fly a mecha! Is he crazy??"
How can others know his mood? The moon hung in the sky, and Haotian did not clean up. He returned to the house and fell asleep.
The next day, the matter of family ranking was put on the agenda. Many disciples ran to check which half of the area they were in. When Haotian got up, it was already noon. After a brief wash, he left the courtyard and went out. Last night, he was just for
Now that you have a general understanding of swordsmanship, you need a serious opponent to understand your true strength.
"boom!"
The explosion in front attracted Haotian's attention, and a strong smell of gunpowder hit him. There were not many monks who used gunpowder in this era.
When I looked over, I realized that there were two small mechas fighting. The energy core of such small mechas was extremely weak. At best, it only strengthened the exoskeleton. In order to ensure flexibility, it had no substantial effect on the protection of the trunk.
Even ordinary people can use it. Haotian shook his head, but it aroused dissatisfaction. One of them said: "What? The great genius Haotian looks down on this basic mecha? I'm afraid you can't pilot such a small mecha, right?"
"Oh, you should know the most fatal weakness of such a mecha. What did I think it was..." Haotian was a little disappointed. In his memory, the earliest development of 'gunmanship' started with gunpowder.
The failure was a bit disdainful in the eyes of the other party, but it aroused the dissatisfaction of the mecha monks. The two of them put down their confrontation with each other, flanked Haotian on both sides and said: "We are direct disciples, and now we are going to
You issue a challenge!"
In the family, disciples can challenge each other, and more direct disciples, in order to find a partner to practice with, will focus on the collateral line. As for bets, they are the resources that the collateral line has always lacked.
Haotian's expression was a little funny for a moment. He didn't expect to encounter such a good thing as soon as he went out. According to the previous situation, if he could pilot a mecha, these direct disciples would never take the initiative to challenge him.
"I was actually just passing by..."
Haotian was still afraid that they would run away, and an embarrassed expression suddenly appeared on his face. This made the two of them look at each other and smile, saying: "This is wrong. We monks should look forward. Let's do this. Brother Haotian, we brothers
It's not difficult for the two of you. These are the core energy sources of the three mechas. If you win, it's yours." Many people gathered around to watch after hearing the skill core energy source. This is something that can only be encountered in the east and west. Zhili took it seriously.
Extremely rich!
The side disciples whispered to Haotian from the side: "Haotian, don't believe these two people. They come here all day long to pretend to be pigs and eat tigers. Many disciples were beaten by them until they couldn't get out of bed for half a month...
."
At this time, Haotian looked at them differently. It turned out that they came here fishing, and he just met his sweetheart.
Hearing this, one of them stared hard at the young disciple who had informed him, and Haotian himself knew that if he did not fight, the young disciple who had told him the secret would probably be lying on the bed for more than half a month.
If you don't, you will miss your family's ranking.
"Let's do this, let's change it to four!" One of them also had a somewhat painful expression on his face, as if he was determined to catch a big fish like Haotian!
'The elders of the direct line have given a death order and must weaken the power of the side lines before ranking.'
"Okay, I promise you, but as for the bet, I can also place it. I also bet four. If you lose, I will give you eight. If you lose, the same applies!" There is no question whether Haotian can produce four energy.
Core, but they all know that these two direct descendants will definitely not be able to produce it.
Seeing that Haotian turned against them, one of them was making a final struggle and finally made up his mind.
"Okay! Okay! You can really do it, Haotian, we will see what happens later."
This time the bet spread quickly throughout the family, and Haofeng and Hao Ya naturally heard about it and appeared in the arena in unison.
Haotian stood in a corner and said with a smile: "You two, although I can't pilot a mecha, it doesn't mean that I can't use other weapons. It seems it's not too late to regret it now."
When the two brothers saw that the seats were already filled with people, they gritted their teeth and cursed themselves for being careless. Although mechas are the mainstream in this era, who can say clearly about spiritual practice? This chapter has been completed!