Chapter 7: A vast punch

"drop……"

The long and harsh sound pierced the silent room, and Fang Mingwei jumped up from the soft bed.

It has been three months since the Elvis Mercenary Group. During this period, they dispatched four missions in total. At Fang Mingwei's strong request, the three of them were organized into a small team. The biggest purpose of this is to protect Schneider's safety.

After all, in the three-person group at this moment, Schneider lacks the ability to protect himself.

In three months, they set out four times in total. The frequency of departure was not large, but the evaluation was very high. Especially in a mission to protect hostages, Keno's level 15 super magic ability shocked everyone.

The reason why that mission was successfully completed was that Keno was indeed the first to be successful. From then on, the old members of the Big Fatty and Elvis Mercenary Group were truly relieved of Fang Mingwei and others.

While Keno won respect and trust for everyone, Fang Mingwei was not idle either. He applied for two standard mechas from the fat man and began to transform them by himself.

Although the two mechas are valuable, compared to the top masters like Keno, it is a trivial small investment. The fat man pulled out the two mechas for him to play without hesitation, and provided all the spare parts and materials.

Fang Mingwei has already had a lot of experience and understanding of mechas. This is a matter of course. No matter who it is, it is impossible to integrate Eke's soul and the souls of the Tianyi tribe, even if you want to know nothing.

So once the two mechas were obtained, Fang Mingwei immediately began to transform them drastically. He did not come up with any high-tech products that obviously surpassed the third-level civilized country, but secretly installed two small things in the inconspicuous parts of each large part of the mecha.

One is a sensor, and he injects a soul into each sensor. As long as he wants, he can remotely control any part of the mecha and make the actions he wants to do.

When Schneider tested, the shot that was like a stroke of a god was the result of Fang Mingwei's secret manipulation. However, time was tight at that time, so Fang Mingwei just took the little time to check the mecha and quickly placed a soul-protected sensor on the energy cannon.

But now it’s different. Schneider’s mecha is already covered with sensors. Although Schneider can operate independently on weekdays, once Fang Mingwei is willing, he can force him to take over at any time.

Today, even if Fang Mingwei does not use the skills of soul fusion, his mecha level is far higher than Schneider, so he has the confidence to save Schneider's life in the mercenary group.

Another small thing on the mecha is very dangerous. It is a self-destructing device, which is not inferior to any high-performance intense explosive in terms of power.

Moreover, this explosive device is placed inside the mecha parts. Once it explodes, it will completely detonate the steel monster. Of course, such dangerous things also have nearly perfect defense measures. Their detonation switches are pre-bound to Fang Mingwei's brain waves.

In other words, they will explode only after Fang Mingwei gives the order.

Human brain waves are one of the most wonderful things in the universe. Even the top civilized countries cannot copy a person's brain waves.

Fang Mingwei was not worried that there would be another person in this universe who was exactly the same as his brain waves. You should know that the brain waves of the Necromancer are like him, which has been a miracle that has been seen in millions of years. And the chance of such a coincidence happening again will be infinitely close to zero.

Although these two small things are not eye-catching, they are very useful. The small sensor is made in the Costa base, and the self-detonation device is assembled by him.

With the design of the Tianyi tribe and Ek's hands-on ability, this pediatric thing is not a problem for him.

He raised his hand and patted his face. Fang Mingwei turned off the alarm clock in the pager, did a few movements of stretching his waist, washed it, and then pushed the door out.

The weather outside is still dark, and the subtle light shines on the ground, giving people a hazy feeling.

Fang Mingwei came to the practice room, took a deep breath, and his body was filled with energy. He started practicing with punches and legs here.

His mental power has reached level 11. If there is no chance, he will not be able to make progress again in the short term. However, his physical skills are only at level 6, and his room for improvement is very broad. Therefore, during this period, Fang Mingwei has devoted most of his energy to physical skills training in addition to fiddling with the two mechas of himself and Schneider.

After a while, Schneider and Keno came in separately.

When Keno entered the practice room, the Elvis mercenaries inside all greeted him respectfully.

This universe is a universe that is strong and has a weak and forgotten, and in the mercenary world, this is even more unshakable. Partners with powerful abilities are always the most reassuring and respectful.

The powerful strength shown by Keno undoubtedly occupied the top spot in the Elvis Mercenary Group, and naturally he could receive corresponding respect.

After defeating the dwarf Siding, Fang Mingwei enjoyed the same level of treatment. Only Schneider was much worse. In the eyes of everyone, he was just a villain who could only flatter and flatter.

But for Schneider's cheeky face, those silent condemnations could not make his heart beat faster.

With Fang Mingwei's spiritual power, he could naturally sense the entry of the two of them, but he did not greet him, but instead focused on military fists.

I have to say that although this set of boxing is simple, it is very useful for physical exercise.

Each of Fang Mingwei's punches was mixed with a lot of internal strength and mental strength. With one punch, the sound of breaking through the air sounded. A faint sharp fist wind echoed around his body, which showed that each punch was full of strength.

Keno and Schneider came to his vicinity and stopped to watch. After a moment, their faces were filled with surprise.

Fang Mingwei's physical skills have not been much time to break through to the sixth level. If ordinary people are not able to fully adapt during this period, they may not be able to fully adapt. However, judging from Fang Mingwei's performance at this moment, it seems that he can use his internal strength as he pleases.

"This kid is so perverted in conjunction skills. Do he want us normal people to live?" Schneider shook his head and murmured.

Keno also smiled bitterly and said, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, then I would never believe that he had reached the sixth level physical skill for less than half a year."

Schneider suddenly turned his head and asked, "Mr. Keno, how much time did you take to fully master the internal strength when you reached the sixth level."

Keno slowly stretched out a finger and said, "One year."

"It's been a good year." Schneider said with a bitter face, "My physical skills are far earlier than Fang Mingwei, but so far, I can't completely control every bit of internal strength. It would probably take at least half a year to practice hard."

The two looked at each other, shook their heads and sighed together, and felt endless emotion about a human who looked like a monster.

Fang Mingwei in the practice room knew nothing about this, and all his mind was completely immersed in this simple and practical military fist.

At this moment, he was focused on himself, as if he had been addicted to this set of boxing since he was born, and it seemed that he could continue to fight forever until the universe collapsed.

Every trace of internal energy in his body was mobilized, and it flowed continuously in his body like flowing water along his movements.

Every time you make a punch, the fist around you becomes stronger, and every time you make a punch, the energy in your body becomes stronger.

At this moment, his mind seemed to be integrated with the entire world, and the feeling of unity between man and nature would also appear when he exercised his physical skills.

Suddenly, Fang Mingwei seemed to have mastered a rhythm, which is a rhythm that changes naturally between the world and all things, like a beautiful music, like a vivid picture, like a moving poem.

Slowly, he closed his eyes, and at this moment, all the internal energy in his body seemed to be summoned by some kind of force, pouring into his fist like a tide.

Step, sit on the horse with a heavy waist, raise your fists, and bombard...

It was as if a sharp blade broke through the air, and a dull and depressing fist wind actually had a faint sound of thunder bombardment.

The silent fallen needles in the entire practice room can be heard, and everyone's eyes are focused on one person.

Outside the practice room, the fat man and Ultraman looked at each other, unable to even say a word.

He took a deep breath, and the punch just now seemed to have squandered all the power in his body. At this moment, Fang Mingwei felt his feet were weak and his whole body was weak.

However, when he was practicing boxing, he accidentally reached the state of unity between man and nature, which allowed his willpower to be transformed like a transformation. So he let his feet float, but he just held his head up and stood firm.

Looking up, we met with admiring eyes. The mercenaries who are not afraid of the world these days have actually developed a respectful heart towards a little person with only level six in physical skills...
Chapter completed!