Lieutenant Colonel Liu's heart felt as if it was pinched hard by a hand and stopped beating for a moment.
Around 1200 AD, that is, at the end of the Song Dynasty, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so thin that it was impossible to practice. From the age of Qi refining, we entered the age of martial arts.
But in the martial arts era, there was a Zhang Sanfeng.
With his outstanding appearance, he established his own family, Tai Chi, and entered Taoism through alchemy, breaking the restrictions of the rules of the times, becoming the last Qi practitioner, and defeating Kyushu for a thousand years.
This is a name that shocks both ancient and modern times.
It is also a legend that no one can match.
But now.
The man in front of me, this guy named Li Xiang, actually returned to his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng!
"Telephone!" Lieutenant Colonel Liu suddenly shouted.
The communications soldier was stunned, then rushed over and handed the phone into his hand.
Lieutenant Colonel Liu dialed the number, but found that his hands were shaking. After trying several times, he entered the wrong number.
"Fuck!" he cursed, thrust the phone into the hands of the communications soldier, and shouted, "Dial 0867 and pick up line 1!"
This is the highest authority number he can access.
Soon, the call was dialed.
Lieutenant Colonel Liu grabbed the phone and his voice trembled: "I am Liu Yong from the 2nd Battalion of the Northern Defense Zone. A Grandmaster-level warrior has just been awakened in the 2nd Middle School. Yes, I am right, it is a Grandmaster-level warrior! The atavistic object is...
"
He raised his head and looked hard at Li Xiang, who was surrounded by students.
"Wow, is this a master-level warrior?"
"Classmate Li, can you add your Weixin?"
"Classmate Li, take a photo with me!"
"Classmate Li Xiang, can you sign your name for me?"
Facing the enthusiasm of classmates.
Li Xiang just smiled slightly, without any disturbance in his heart.
Because he was influenced by the atavistic object Zhang Sanfeng.
His mood became peaceful and indifferent.
…
the other side.
Yangcheng General Headquarters.
A meeting is being held.
"What? Grandmaster-level warrior? The person to be rented back is Zhang..."
Xu Wencheng's hand shook and the phone fell to the ground.
In the command post, dozens of officers all turned around and looked at him in astonishment.
Why did Xu Wencheng, who has always been steady, suddenly lose his composure?
Xu Wencheng quickly bent down, picked up the phone, stood up, came to the corner, and asked in a low voice: "Is it really Zhang Sanfeng?"
"Purple electric light? Damn it!"
In the conference room, the officers all pricked up their ears.
But only a few senior generals heard Xu Wencheng's words clearly, and then their expressions suddenly changed.
"Sorry, something happened over there in the defense zone. I have to go over and take care of it."
Xu Wencheng hung up the phone, suppressed the shock and excitement in his heart, and pretended to be calm.
If Liu Yong is not mistaken, that boy who has returned to his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng will definitely shock Kyushu.
Moreover, growth is unlimited.
You must go there and protect it.
Of course, Xu Wencheng also had selfish motives.
Although he is from No. 2 Middle School and is under the jurisdiction of the Northern Defense Zone, he is a master-level warrior who will definitely make the guys in the headquarters jealous.
When the time comes, they will definitely come and grab it shamelessly.
His northern defense zone has always been weak and most likely cannot retain anyone.
We must take the first step and cook the raw rice into cooked rice!
"Old Xu, what's the matter, are you so anxious?" Zhao Xingxue, the commander of the Eastern Defense Zone, asked.
"Are you anxious? It's a bit urgent." Xu Wencheng looked worried, "Didn't our defense area just resist a wave of beasts?"
"Those brats in the camp started fighting again when they were distributing the spoils."
"As everyone knows, our northern defense zone's resources have always been very tight."
Xu Wencheng said, turned around and walked out, "Stop talking, if I don't rush over there, I'm afraid someone will die over there!"
The commander of the southern defense zone was an old man with gray hair. He winked at a woman in her thirties next to her. The latter understood, got up and followed him, "Commander Xu, I'll go too, see if I can be of any help.
"
Seeing her going, two people from the eastern defense zone and the western defense zone each came out and hurriedly followed her.
Anyone who can sneak into the headquarters is not stupid.
Something must have happened in the northern defense zone.
…
"Everyone go back to your seats!"
Liu Yong put down the phone and shouted loudly.
The boys and girls surrounding Li Xiang reluctantly dispersed.
But from time to time, I still couldn't help but look at Li Xiang.
There is no way around it. Being able to return to his ancestors as a master-level warrior is already dazzling. What's more, he is also the legendary Zhang Sanfeng who returned to his ancestors.
"Huh~"
"It's finally quiet."
Li Xiang took a long breath.
After returning to his ancestor Zhang Sanfeng, his state of mind also followed the pursuit of Taoism, and he liked tranquility and nature.
Being surrounded by so many people of the same age, chattering away, makes me feel noisy.
Wait until these people leave.
Li Xiang only had time to look at the few lines of words that appeared in his mind out of thin air.
[Name: Li Xiang]
[Atavistic object: Zhang Sanfeng]
[Fitness: 20% (second grade)]
[Skills: Internal Boxing (Unlocked), Tiyunzong (Unlocked), Tai Chi (Unlocked), Tai Chi Sword (Unlocked)]
Although he didn't know where these words came from, Li Xiang knew very well that they were not hallucinations.
In this world, the first return to the ancestors is the first level, the second return to the ancestors is the second order, and so on.
And each level, from weak to strong, is divided into grades one to nine.
That Lieutenant Colonel Liu is the first and sixth grade.
Li Xiang felt the surging power in his body. He thought he should be between the third and fourth grades, but unexpectedly he was only at the second grade.
It seems that he still underestimated the strength of this old ancestor.
Just when his thoughts were wandering.
A scream suddenly came from above.
Immediately afterwards, a gray shadow penetrated the ceiling and hit the floor.
