Speaking of the mysterious man, Zhou Zichen also became serious, "It is possible, but it is unlikely. I have fought all the top twenty EMs, but I don't feel like the style of that mysterious man."

"Will he practice cremation training hard for ten years?" The fat man's thinking leaped again.

"I don't know, he has too little information, but he can do such a move and his level is enough to enter the top 50 of EMs. But how strong he is, he still needs actual combat. There is still a big difference between training and fighting." Zhou Zichen said.

In fact, Zhou Zichen's ideas also represent the ideas of top EM experts. Training is dead. Although there are intensive attacks and harsh environments, they are all attacks without life emotions. This is quite different from the battle between experts.

Among the top experts, there are those who are good at fighting, but the basic training is poor, and some are very strong, but the actual combat is not that strong. This is normal. Of course, this training itself is still very textbook meaning.

The two girls were having a very happy chat, mainly because Sun Xiaoru was rushing to score 1,500 points, and needed Zhou Zichen to give some advice. As a senior, I would definitely be embarrassed. Sun Xiaoru is not polite at this opportunity. Moreover, it is obvious that Zhou Zichen wants to use Mo Feng as a "shield".

Mo Feng was very focused on eating, one after another, whirring, and even Zhang Wulei was anxious. Brother, brother, the goddess is right next to you. Is it really appropriate for you to eat like this?

"Senior sister, if you are fine in the afternoon, we can train together. There are some places that I want to ask senior sister for advice," said Zhou Zichen.

Sun Xiaoru always felt that Zhou Zichen was very cold and difficult to get close to, but after contacting her, she felt that this junior girl was very understanding, "Okay, it's just that the senior sister asked you for advice."

"Learn from each other, Senior Mo Feng and Senior Fat, let's come together."

"I'm in the afternoon..." Mo Feng's first reaction was to refuse. He suddenly felt that he was too naive. Zhou Zichen needed time. Doesn't he need it? He still shoulders the life and death of the entire human being...

The fat man next to him immediately covered Mo Feng's mouth, "No problem, of course it's OK. It's settled at 2 pm!"

Seeing Mo Feng and Fatty's different anxiety, Zhou Zichen and Sun Xiaoru both laughed. After dinner, the two girls went back first. Obviously, they had to prepare. Mo Feng was still eating, and the fat man next to him was just watching.

"Brother, are you moving in my direction? Can you leave some room? I will be better than you." Zhang Wulei was a little confused about the situation, but no matter how stupid he was, he felt that the two were not in a romantic relationship, which was very strange.

Mo Feng solved the last plate. It seemed that he needed some higher calorie food and was used to the military food of Mars. Although it was unpalatable, it was full of energy, especially for him, a genetic warrior.

"I've finished eating, I have an arrangement in the afternoon. You guys go." Mo Feng said, anyway, he didn't agree just now.

"Ah, this is not OK. Brother, can you go together? After all, the junior sister is familiar with you. If you don't go, I can't go!" The fat man looked at Mo Feng with a gaze, and almost fell into Mo Feng's arms.

"If you don't go, I really have training!" Mo Feng didn't want to waste time with the little girl.

"If you don't go, I'll wear your underwear!" The fat man was angry!

"I'll give your Lulu!" Mo Feng was not so threatening.

"You... well, two brothers in the world, kill my chance to have a girlfriend. Believe it or not, I will post on the campus website and say that we are both bent!" The fat man took the initiative. If he could get along with Zhou Zichen, his charm value in the girl's mind would definitely soar. Maybe he could also hook up with a junior school girl at the end of the military academy.

Mo Feng was dumbfounded and pointed at the shameless fat man tremblingly, "You are cruel!"

"Haha, I just said, you won't abandon me!"

"Don't hook up and keep a distance, one meter away!"

Mo Feng was also amused and crying. This guy... this is a good phenomenon. Maybe he can't stop the future. It would be great if Zhang Wulei could have a perfect military academy life. Look at it, the happy fat man Lei, Mo Feng showed a faint smile.

Brother, let go, you are very strong. As the army's number one sharpshooter and the uncrowned king, you should have a better life!

Sun Xiaoru and Zhou Zichen chose the shooting training ground, and Sun Xiaoru majored in long-range attacks. Of course, for EM2000+ experts like Zhou Zichen, long-range and melee battles are very fierce. By the time Mo Feng and Fatty arrived, Sun Xiaoru and Zhou Zichen had already practiced for a while.

"Mo Feng, Fat Lei, why are you right? Do you know that it would be very rude to let the two ladies wait!" Sun Xiaoru roared.

"Squad leader, you will not be able to find your boyfriend if you are so loud." Mo Feng smiled, and Sun Xiaoru could not refute when was this guy's verbal skill so sharp?

"If you want to find a boyfriend, you can definitely rank from within the school to outside the school. Senior Mo Feng and fat seniors, should you try a few shots?" Zhou Zichen said. They practice the Tiger Ben A laser pistol, which has strong firepower, but the control accuracy is higher, and it is one of the weapons preferred by female warriors.

"I can't do it..." The fat man waved his hand quickly, and Mo Feng, who was beside him, kicked him over, "Don't be cowardly, this is the time for you to prove to Lulu!"

"Who is Lulu?" The two girls were a little curious.

"Ahem, spell, his self-hypnosis method, and the fat man's shooting skills are still OK." Mo Feng smiled. Not to mention that, the 50-meter target shot hit a hit rate of 9.2 in a row, which is quite experienced.

I have to say that Zhou Zichen and Sun Xiaoru were both a little surprised. This fat man who seemed to be funny was a bit fucked. The recoil of this kind of pistol is a bit too high and it is difficult to master.

Mo Feng shook his head helplessly. This guy was still a little nervous. The fat man came to the back and completely entered the realm of blind shooting. He also created several sets of marksmanship, which were widely circulated on the front-line battlefield. He called it "lazy marksmanship", which was very awesome.

Immediately afterwards, Sun Xiaoru and Zhou Zichen also showed their skills. Sun Xiaoru scored 9.5 and Zhou Zichen scored 9.9. Not only was the accuracy amazing, but it also shot very quickly and was not prepared. This free move means that it is more practical.

"Mo Feng, come and try it." Sun Xiaoru greeted Mo Feng, and Mo Feng waved his hand with a smile, "I'm a melee."

It’s not that he wants to show off, but now he avoids contacting weapons as much as possible. This will cause conditioned reflexes. The current control of this body is still a bit worse.

"There should be a certain ranged technology in melee combat. Now is not the era of cold weapons. Do you have to use a sword to cut?" A burst of laughter came from a distance, and the two of them walked towards this side. "If you don't seek to make progress, you are not worthy of being a student of Longtu."

Acquaintances, William Li and Zhuang Zhe, as the president of the student union, should pay attention to their image, but Zhuang Zhe does not need it. As the first remote master in the academy and the master of EM1800, he naturally has a lesson in Mo Feng's aura.
Chapter completed!