"Gravity suit?"

Fang Xing was stunned.

In the interstellar age, adapting to different gravity is a required course for warriors!

The gravity suit is a kind of equipment that assists training and can easily adjust the warrior's own gravity.

Moreover, this gravity acts on the whole body, penetrates deep into the cells, and is very even. It is more effective than any weight-bearing training!

But the price is also very beautiful...

'There is also a B-level martial arts - the Demon Sword, which is the precursor to the A-level martial arts 'Ghost Sword'. This Gu Yun, at most fourteen years old, has already perfected the first level, is about to break through the second level, and will also have a B level.

Introduction to martial arts training...'

'In comparison, why do you feel like I've become a loser?'

He was speechless in his heart, but he didn't dare to relax his hands. He danced a stick flower and held it in front of him.

The next moment.

Whoosh!

A black shadow flashed past, as swift as a civet cat, and the wooden knife in his hand seemed to have a hint of magic, chopping down across the air.

Snap!

Fang Xing felt a strong force coming from his hand, and he almost wanted to fly out of his hand, but he didn't.

'Blocked!'

'It's not that I'm stronger than Liu Wei, but that the opponent has a gravity suit! His speed is much slower than before, and his strength is also...'

He has a clear understanding in his heart.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Gu Yun's little face didn't look cute at all, instead it was full of murderous intent. She slashed with the magic sword again, her eyes were blood red, as if she had a blood feud with Fang Xing.

'The magic sword, it is indeed a magic sword...it is very lethal.'

Fang Xing felt like a small boat sailing in a violent storm, and the boat might be destroyed at any time.

B-level martial arts—Magic Sword, is originally a sword technique full of demonic intent. It contains some hypnotic methods and spiritual practices, in order to bring out the full potential of the warrior.

The negative emotions and impacts caused by this are also very terrifying.

If you are not crazy, you will not survive!

It is said that the A-level martial arts ‘Ghost Sword’ is even more terrifying!

After all, this is a terrifying martial art that allows low-level warriors to face the evil gods' relatives. It comes from the era of bloody battles between humans and alien races!

Suddenly, Fang Xing saw Gu Yun slashing with the wooden sword in his hand, one slash and then another. The two sword shadows seemed to overlap, with double power!

——Double stack of knives!

'No, I can't stop it.'

The wooden stick flew out of his hand, and he saw Gu Yun slashing at him.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a deep voice came.

The wooden knife in Gu Yun's hand fell in front of Fang Xing, and was caught by a hand as white as jade.

"I failed to hold back in time, I failed again..."

Gu Yun seemed to have come back to her senses from a certain trance, breathing heavily, looking at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of her: "Dad..."

The middle-aged man was burly, at least 1.9 meters tall. He just shook his head when he heard this: "Don't be discouraged, little Yun'er, you have performed much better than last time... This 'Demon Sword' was a pure Demon Sect martial arts in ancient times.

, which contains a demonic nature, and the cultivators will definitely create a

It was a bloody storm, but now the secret has been cracked, which is to "get the sword and forget the sword", defeat the enemy without killing, and then you can tame the devil... Only in this state can you try to get started with practicing the "Ghost Sword", otherwise

It can range from mental madness to a severe state of direct Qi and blood retrograde death..."

After saying this, the middle-aged man looked at Fang Xing and Liu Wei again: "Thank you for your hard work, today's salary is doubled!"

"Thank you boss!"

When Liu Wei heard this, his body seemed to be less painful and he immediately smiled.

…

Half an hour later.

After walking out of the glorious Jiang Mansion, Liu Wei became silent. He cursed for a long time: "What the hell... If I had known it was this kind of sparring partner, I wouldn't have come here. Double salary is only enough for medical expenses... The man looked at

He is a professional, but I didn’t expect him to be so stingy.”

Fang Xing, however, recalled the middle-aged man's last words and shook his head: "In fact, I still have compensation, which is the secret of practicing the magic sword... Natural family is good. This kind of teaching by words and deeds is difficult to find in schools, unless you obtain it.

Teacher Xia Long’s blue eyes..."

"Fuck, I finally figured it out. That girl is using us as tools... She practices the magic sword technique and it's difficult to control it, so she needs to sacrifice a living person to the sword. But once she does this kind of thing, she will step into the abyss...

The so-called "getting the sword but forgetting the sword" means using your own will to tame the demonic nature in the magic sword, defeat us without killing us, and leave room for action. Only in this way can you truly cultivate the magic sword... That little girl's dad

Deliberately hiding in the dark is to control at all times, monitor whether the girl can keep her hand, and stop it at the last moment..."

Liu Wei is not an idiot either.

In other words, the cyborgs who can go to high school are basically elites. After seeing something, they can't help but be stunned: "The magic sword is so difficult, what about the 'Ghost Sword' of A-level martial arts?"

"But we are indeed just tool workers... luckily we are paid."

After all, Fang Xing still had a golden finger by his side, so he was not too frustrated and said with a smile: "I'll give you double the amount!"

With this deal, at least the primary nano protective clothing can be ordered.

"Humph, we traded our injuries for this..." Liu Wei rubbed his shoulders and continued to ramble: "Originally, I thought that the people living in Huihuangjiang Mansion were all wealthy people, but now it seems that they are just middle class..."

"The middle class is a false proposition. Do they have industry? The middle-income group is pretty much the same..." Fang Xing also complained: "Judging from the martial arts career path he arranged for his daughter, we know that this family is not rich..."

Those who are truly wealthy can just start using mechas.

"Yes, yes, you are a middle-income earner, and you still think you are a rich man..." Liu Wei was happy, and his injuries seemed to have improved a lot.

…

Happy Home Community.

"Arrived so soon?"

Fang Xing looked at the express delivery at his door and scratched his head: "I just placed the order on the way..."

He opened the door with the express in his arms, and after scanning the identity verification, the express box opened automatically, revealing one of the silver-white metal balls.

Fang Xing pricked his fingertip, causing a drop of blood to fall on the silver-white metal ball.

This is not to "recognize the master with a drop of blood", but to let the nanosuit remember his DNA information.

bite!

After a soft sound, Fang Xing followed the instructions and brought the silver-white metal ball into contact with the skin on his arm.

The silver-white metal ball 'dissolved' instantly, covering his whole body like a liquid.

"Well, it's very thin and breathable..."

Fang Xing moved around and found that there was no obstacle at all and the weight was very light.

"Mask mode!"

He drank lightly and immediately put on a silver mask on his face, even the eye sockets were protected by a transparent film.

"All-round protection without blind spots... discoloration! Rose gold!"

Under Fang Xing's command, the nanosuit all over his body changed into various colors instantly, and finally settled on snow-white.

"Usually in school, you don't have to be so careful..."

He thought for a while, let the nanosuit change into a white short-sleeved style, lay down on the chair casually, and picked up the holographic glasses: "Let's have fun! Let's have fun!"

A few hours later…

"Oh...as expected..."

Fang Xing's face showed laziness and satisfaction as he lay on the bed: "I'm addicted again... Even if I travel through time, if there is no golden finger, I will still be the same salted fish..."

Admitting one's own mediocrity and incompetence is also a test that needs to be faced in growth.

Fang Xing knew very clearly that as a social worker who once worked a nine-to-five job, he did not learn history very well. Even if he traveled to ancient times, he would most likely die because of language barriers, disease, famine, and war.

It's even worse in another world, which means that most of the experience and knowledge of those who travel through it will be invalidated, especially in a world with advanced technology.

In fact, the only thing I can rely on is a golden finger.

If there is no golden finger, then you can only accept your fate step by step.

"Lying down...is also a kind of wisdom."
To be continued...