This task made Xu Ling pay great attention to it, because with the continuous practice of fusion swordsmanship, the requirements for mental power are getting higher and higher, because in his conception, it is far from enough to split two lines of fire. His intuition told him that he is only a little bit away from the next change of the move, but he is stuck by mental power.

From this perspective, no wonder most people would not choose to integrate the two martial arts and martial arts themselves, but instead learn them ready-made, just because they do not have a system to add points accurately and cannot make up for what they lack. Then they will not be able to release the moves after ploughing for a long time, and they will be in vain.

When Fang Conghu heard that Xu Ling wanted to help him quit smoking, he blinked. When he was still in the military training, someone had done similar things, but they were all students. How could it be really effective? He insisted on smoking. What can the other party do?

Brother Hu didn't take it too seriously. He thought Xu Ling wanted to get close to him, so he replied casually: "Yes, if it can be done, I will treat you to a good meal."

Xu Ling felt very happy when he saw the fish take the bait.

Fang Conghu was very happy to see him, and he was also very happy. He thought that he had set his image in front of Xiao Xu, otherwise he would not have shown goodwill to him like this.

"It's a pity that it's too immature. I want to get close to it and want to give it to my preferences. Although this helps quit smoking, although the starting point is good, after all, the honest advice is unpleasant and the effect may not be good. Forget it, he doesn't understand these things yet. Let's follow it first and proceed step by step."

After thinking about it, he nodded and said, "Or come and supervise me from tomorrow. As long as I draw one, I will be punished..."

Xu Ling immediately said, "No, tomorrow and tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows. Let's start from now on. Brother Hu, come on, hand over your inventory first."

Fang Conghu smiled and said, "Young people are just impatient. You can, just listen to you and take it."

Brother Hu is really good at pretending. When he said this, he never thought that the two of them were all the same age. They just started to "rely rely on their seniority" after being two levels higher in military ranks.

Xu Ling didn't care what he was thinking. Anyway, no one could delay his attributes. He reached out to take over the entire inventory and raised his eyebrows at the other party: "You still have half a bag in your pocket."

Just kidding, I paused for three hours if I only left ten, it would be consumed for thirty or forty hours.

Before Fang Conghu was alert, he shook his head and handed the one in his pocket, and taught the little brother earnestly: "What happened to you when you gathered before? You didn't teach the queue for the second batch of training? You were caught by the commander with your head down."

Xu Ling thought about it and found that the investigation team did not have a lot of queue training, and the main focus was on hardcore content.

"I was like this at that time, my neck twisted, it was not very comfortable, and I happened to be seen."

Fang Conghu thought to himself that he had a lot of things, and he could even twist his neck when he stood in a team, which was also considered a talent.

"Then you have to perform well later, brother. I left a bad impression on the top commander on the first day. This is not a good start. In the future, all of us will be approved by him."

"Yes, yes, Brother Hu is right. I will definitely make a good transformation in the future. Uh no, show it."

Xu Ling had no choice but to hope that Hu Yiwei would be more indifferent to him and would not help make arrangements without authorization like before.

Fang Conghu was very satisfied: "Just understand. Brother said this for your future. I will tell you something secretly. My father is stationed in Jiu'anduan next door. He is a captain. He has taught me a lot of things in the army since he was a child. I will tell you more when I have time."

"Thank you, Brother Hu." Xu Ling smiled and sent a message to his sister with his cell phone, and then began to wait for the mental power to arrive.

But Fang Conghu was not idle. Seeing him leaning on the chair and not doing his job properly, he frowned and said, "Then don't stand there either. Grab the time to practice martial arts. Your martial arts index is not high, and you have to work harder. In addition to looking at military merits, we should also consider our strength."

Speaking of the force index, Xu Ling asked the system in his heart. In the three months of the second round of special training, he tortured a total of eight instructors and fourteen students. All tasks combined, his force index reached 2.91, and his perception was also strengthened.

Hearing Fang Conghu's words, he didn't want to go, and he couldn't practice it even with his talent. But when he saw his expectant eyes, he stood up.

There is no way. If you want to make others contribute their attributes, your attitude must be correct. Brother Hu will do whatever he wants to see, and he will just act as a way to change his mental power.

On the other hand, although Fang Conghu pretended to be a little and liked to show off in front of others, he was quite honest. As soon as he talked about practicing martial arts, he followed Xu Ling to the playground.

The martial arts training equipment here is far less than that of the investigation team's resident. After all, the focus of the two organizations is different. The fundamental priority of the border army is border defense, and the investigation team attaches more importance to training, which leads to a completely different situation on both sides.

Xu Ling still did not choose the limit of physical fitness exercise. He still prepared to practice Mengjue swordsmanship with his sword to deepen his understanding so that it would be smoother when fusion was integrated. It would be better if he could add new insights and create more powerful moves.

When Fang Conghu saw him take out his weapon, he started to show off again: "Practice the exercises, right? This is good for improving mental power and energy, but the physical strength cannot be stopped. Come on, run a few laps with me to warm up first."

Xu Ling had no choice but to run away.

The warriors not only have long mileage, but also very fast speed. They were all graduates at this time, and they ran faster than they were in the Luo Family Manor. They were just going to the extreme state.

Fang Conghu was determined to show his "stronger" strength, and he took all his skills as soon as he came up, intending to make me sigh and convince me.

As a result, after rushing down for more than ten laps, Brother Hu couldn't stand it anymore, but found that Xu Ling could always follow him, and his face was not blushing or breathing.

"No, Huha, why aren't you tired? Huha."

Xu Ling thought to himself that I was really not tired, but in order not to be exposed, he had to act, and immediately started to breathe suddenly: "I, hiss, I pretended, hiss, hesitate, I'm actually exhausted."

After two minutes of slowing down, Fang Conghu gasped, grinned, patted his shoulder and said, "This man, you can't take too seriously your face. What's the point of pretending to me with me? Hahaha."

Xu Ling nodded and said yes. At this time, plus the length of time he had been in the dormitory before, two hours had been enough.

[Mental Power +1.]

This system is really bright and never defaults when it is time to settle.

After getting the attributes, Xu Ling was too lazy to accept his words, and turned around and said, "Let's go, practice the martial arts."

The conditions of the border army's garrison are far inferior to those of the investigation team. There are no dummies targets. It is not that they are not taken seriously. The main warriors are too capable of practicing martial arts. According to the budget of the local border army, they cannot afford it at all.

So almost all border checkpoints are like this. A clearing space is set up in the base, and even the cement floor is too lazy to lay it out. Just sprinkle it with lime and it will be over. If you want to practice martial arts, stay there and don’t run out and destroy public property.

As for the training, there was no one instructor. He wanted to find someone to deal with the tricks, and he went to get along with others and then asked for help in private.

As the same goes, the task of the border army is border defense, and everything else must be backed.

The two of them came to a martial arts field, and saw that the earth and stone floor were more than one meter down, which seemed to be caused by practicing martial arts for many years.

Not to mention Xu Ling, even Fang Conghu, who was used to the military exercise field, could not stand it, but in reality, there was no way out, and the two of them entered the field.

Fang Conghu took out his weapon, which was a short knife of ordinary style. For warriors of ordinary origin, short weapons are the most common. After all, if you use more materials, it is even more expensive.

"My dad gave me a first-level magic crystal technology. I know what's the most powerful thing, it can expand the length."

As he said that, Fang Conghu injected energy into it, and saw a blue light emitted from the blade, which was originally one and a half feet, and then doubled from the front.

Xu Ling clapped his hands expressionlessly: "It's awesome."

It was night at night, with only two searchlights facing the venue, and the light was dim, and Fang Conghu couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but no matter how he was praised, he was in a good mood. Finally, he stopped acting like a demon and started practicing martial arts.

Xu Ling was still practicing swords, but suddenly heard a humming sound. Brother Hu seemed to have suddenly injected chicken blood, and stimulated the second form of the short sword, dancing so hard that he was so fierce.

"Is he a smoking addiction attack?"

Before I could figure it out, I suddenly saw the familiar slender figure walking beside me. It was Ning Qingshuang who walked over with the heavy sword with her hands.

Xu Ling is also a straight man, and she didn't associate her with Fang Conghu's abnormal behavior at all. She just waved happily: "Qingshuang, here."

"How are your sword practicing?" Ning Qingshuang asked on his own initiative.

In the past four months, she has never cared about Xu Ling's martial arts progress, at least she has not shown it. Now she has come to Yong'an and has the opportunity to be alone. She is determined to change herself, and the first step is to take the initiative.

"Oh, the sword scripture you gave is very useful, it seems like it was tailored for me."

Xu Ling said carelessly first, then suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice, "How about saving enough quota for the subsequent exercises, what can I help you change? It's okay, talk if you need it, and you're your own people, don't be polite."

Although he knew that his words had no other meaning, Ning Qingshuang was still very happy, and she smiled rarely, making her look even more charming in the dim light.

"I, I don't need anything, I can be together...it's good enough to perform tasks."

"Yes, I think it's good too. I always feel more at ease with an acquaintance around me."

The two of them whispered, and Fang Chonghu on the other side felt uncomfortable. In this lonely night, his heart was broken into pieces.

"Even, I can even give you any meritorious service. What's the relationship between them? I don't even have the chance to be rejected this time..."

He looked at the two people talking and laughing numbly. Under the moonlight on the border, he felt like a dog and a single dog in this lonely world.

A faint sadness filled his body, and he touched his hand into his pocket.
Chapter completed!