I Have Countless Skill Points

Silent night, the sky is dark. There is still day and night in the secret environment, the day will not be very bright, and the night will not be too dark. The sky above is like a lamp that changes with the time.

The strange beasts in the primary proving ground were completely quiet, and the officers and soldiers of the third battalion of the Zhenwu regiment scattered in every corner of the proving ground and started a carpet search from the outside to the inside.

In the headquarters, people come and go.

Because wireless equipment cannot be added in the proving ground, and there are not even wired telephones, the only way to communicate with the opponent's troops is to rely on messengers running back and forth.

Wu Changfeng commanded in the center, and Wang Lan watched quietly as Wu Changfeng quickly issued orders and received each situation quickly. Such a scene is very similar to the costume TV series seen in the previous life.

"Report to the battalion commander. The No. 32 team found traces of biochemical magic soldiers. They attempted to attack the White Ape Tribe and stir up the disturbance of alien beasts. They have now been wiped out by the No. 32 team. Please give instructions."

"Continue to explore steadily, the key area is where the alien beast tribe is stationed."

"Yes!"

"Ming, the 15th to 30th team will focus on the alien beast tribe. I speculate that the demon tribe will create chaos before they act."

"Decree!"

While the camp was in full swing, large lumps suddenly bulged up on the ground outside the camp where the Xingwu Army was stationed. With a slight squirm, the fifth-generation biochemical magic soldiers emerged from the ground one by one.

One by one, three hundred of them were densely packed in the blink of an eye.

They didn't make any abnormal noise, appeared quietly, and walked towards the camp without making a sound. The current camp is empty, and the main force has already gone out to search for the whereabouts of the demon forces. The Xingwu Army would never have thought that the biochemical demon army would launch a sneak attack on the base at this time.

Sure enough, there were very few guards in the camp, but the lights of the headquarters in the distance were as bright and eye-catching as fireflies in the dark night.

The magic soldiers approached silently and surrounded them from all directions. When they approached the headquarters two hundred meters away, the biochemical magic soldiers suddenly charged in unison, turning into streamers of light in the dark night and rushing towards the headquarters.

"Roar--"

There was a roar like howling wolves, and anything standing in front of the demon soldiers would be mercilessly torn to shreds.

With little hindrance, they managed to break through the gate of the headquarters.

The lights above the head flickered slightly, but the flickering figures in the headquarters were all dummies.

Of course, the magic soldiers don't understand the difference between real people and family members, they just need to know how to tear everything in front of them.

"Stab—"

"Whoosh whoosh—"

Signal lights rushed into the sky, and Wu Changfeng slammed the table and stood up in the temporary headquarters hidden in the north of the canyon not far from the headquarters.

"Okay, the fish is hooked! Brothers, kill the devil with me--"

Aware of the manipulator behind the ambush demon soldiers, he quickly ordered the demon soldiers to retreat. But as soon as he withdrew to the outskirts of the station, he collided with Wu Changfeng who rushed over.

"I want to run when I'm here...kill——"

Wu Changfeng tore off the clothes on his body, and rushed towards the magic soldier with his upper body naked.

Wang Lan, who was following at the end of the line, was instantly excited, and his heart was so excited that he should be like this!

Wu Changfeng should be a star warrior with a metal attribute, which is rare but very powerful. After Wu Changfeng tore off his clothes, his body swelled up like a balloon.

But it is not the kind of swelling that is bigger and more fragile, but the terrifying growth of muscles like the transformation of the Hulk.

As his muscles grew, his body gradually turned into a body of steel. He took the lead and rushed to the front of the demon soldiers, holding a fist as big as a pot lid and punching the biochemical demon soldiers.

Biochemical soldiers are just war machines, they don't have thoughts and they don't have fear, even if they know that they are mantis arms, they will firmly swing the mantis knife at Wu Changfeng.

The sharp blade brushed across Wu Changfeng's body,

A brilliant spark was pulled out from the silver-white steel body, and then...

There will be no more.

The magic soldier's head disappeared as if it had been eaten by something.

One punch, instant kill!

If the biochemical magic soldier is a war machine, then Wu Changfeng is a giant war beast, with a body made of steel and power that can overwhelm mountains and mountains. If the biochemical magic soldier has a mind to fight hand-to-hand with such a tank with high attack and high defense, it should be What fear and despair.

In less than half an hour, the three hundred demon soldiers were wiped out by the entire army. And Wu Changfeng took over half of the magic soldiers by himself, one punch at a time, sometimes several punches at a time.

When the battle came to an end and all the biochemical soldiers were killed, the entire camp had completely disappeared. Wu Changfeng stepped on heavy steps, and every step of the movement left a sound of metal collision like a Transformer.

Wu Changfeng's body was completely covered in green blood, and the original silver-white body could no longer see its original color.

"Little brother, isn't this magic soldier... not good?"

Wang Lan has black lines all over her head. She used to think that you were an upright person, but after getting to know you well, she realized that this guy is not very upright either. You are a master in the middle stage of the Galaxy Realm, and you are still a tank, so of course you think the magic soldiers are not good.

Knowing that Wu Changfeng is pretending to be coercive, how can Wang Lan let him do what he wants?

"Well, after all, they are just demon soldiers. To the demons, they are cannon fodder consumables. No matter how many demons are killed, they will not feel bad. It took half an hour for three hundred, which is a waste of time." After finishing speaking, Wang Lan decisively turned and left.

"Battalion Commander, kill all the invading biochemical magic soldiers, please give instructions!" Ren Xingwu came to Wu Changfeng and saluted.

"Hmm! By the way, how many demon soldiers like this did you meet last time?"

"One hundred and fifty." Ren Xingwu looked at Wu Changfeng suspiciously. Could it be that after becoming a big man, his brain also became a muscle? Didn't you report it last time? Memory can't be so bad, can it?

"How long did it take Wang Lan to kill one hundred and fifty demon soldiers?"

"Probably...less than a minute."

"..."

Wu Changfeng's body gradually shrank, and soon became the size of his original body.

"Tch, what are you proud of? We have different fighting styles. Fast is not necessarily strong!" Wu Changfeng was a little unconvinced. As a top student at the Star Martial Arts Academy in the magic capital, he had only pretended to be aggressive in front of others these years, how could he be robbed of the limelight by others? of?

"Report to the battalion commander, one hundred soldiers participated in the operation, twelve were seriously injured, thirty-three were slightly injured, and no one was killed."

Hearing this, Wu Changfeng suddenly exploded, pointing to the thing that had already turned into a pile of mud on the ground, "Can this thing also hurt?"

The surrounding soldiers looked at Wu Changfeng with resentment.

In the past, the wounded fighters were the loss of combat power, even if the soldiers were slightly injured, they would not want to participate in the battle without seven or eight days of self-cultivation. Although the Demon Race paid the price of 300 Biochemical Demon Soldiers, they also lost 50 members of the Star Martial Army.

Demon soldiers are mass products. For the demons, they die when they die, which is a great reinvention. And it can cause a reduction of 50 people in the Xingwu Army, and this deal is still a good deal.

Of course, the premise is that there is no alternative like Wang Lan.

"Come one by one, line up! One soul orb is slightly injured, two are seriously injured! For the three who are dying, soul orbs have a price, but life is priceless. Don't hide your injuries."

"Those who are dying, are there any dying ones?"

"No? The seriously injured one comes in! Two soul beads!" Wang Lan yelled excitedly, like a peddler soliciting business on the streets of a small town.

A soul orb can not only replenish star power, but also accumulate skill points, smells, smells so good!

"Zhang Xiaofei, the rank of lieutenant of the third battalion of the Zhenwu regiment, seriously injured... these are two... two..."

"Wait, don't talk!" Wang Lan pressed Zhang Xiaofei and tore open the skirt of his clothes, "Brother, you are seriously injured? It's just a soul orb, so why fight so hard?"

"Little brother, don't lie to me. I was stabbed by the armor of the magic soldier. The serious injury is already the limit. If there is no medical star warrior, it will be reported as a minor injury."

"I'm going, did you get stabbed by a nail? Did you go in from the chest and come out from the back, okay? It pierced the lungs and almost pierced the heart. Near death, three soul beads."

"Show face! I'm so conscious, can this be considered near death? Also, even if the lungs are pierced, do you care about the hairs of the heart?"

"The left lung lobe! Also, there is an academic term in medicine for you to be conscious. It's called backlighting, and you'll belch three minutes later. I'll treat it first. Brother Ren, remember three soul beads."

"it is good……"

"What a fart, old Ren, you can't help the tyrant... This kid is a scumbag, can't you see how he made money from the war?"

"I can't see it, but I can see that you are spitting blood."

"Hiss——" Zhang Xiaofei stared at Wang Lan angrily, "Press harder, boy, I'm the bastard who pressed out the foam of blood... Fuck... Sigh... Sigh... Comfortable, comfortable..."

"Reserve, don't act like a spring. Alright, next one!"

"Liao Mingming, the left artery was injured, seriously injured..."

"Damn it, the penetrating wound just now said it was a serious injury. I endured it. You have had your throat cut. Do you have the face to say that it is a serious injury?"

"I used Star Martial Arts to seal the wound, at least for now there is no danger to my life."

"Silly boy, listen to the doctor. If you say there is no danger, then there is no danger? Mental patients keep saying that they are not sick. Brother Ren, will you die if you were cut in the neck? If you are dying, you will be given three bullets!"

There was a lot of noise in the treatment room, and even more noise outside the treatment room.

"Ma Dan, the star fighters in the medical department of our military department are awesome. Asking them to make a move is almost like calling Dad. This Wang Lan is very quick to make a move, and I think he is a good comrade.

My day, but it's a week of skinning. I just had a broken leg, can such a minor injury be considered a serious injury? Two soul orbs, Lao Tzu's share of four soul orbs a month. "

"You can be content, your injury was exchanged in an outside hospital, it was amputated, and it is not wrong to be sentenced to a serious injury, I just broke two ribs, and he has the face to ask for two soul beads.

I can tell that there is no word for minor injury in Xiao Wang's papiering dictionary, even if your skin is broken, it can be said to be seriously injured. "

"battalion commander!"

"Hello, Battalion Commander!"

"Okay, how are you guys doing?"

"Battalion Commander, my brothers are in pain..."

"Can you be a little bit promising? The Zhenwu Army is still afraid of pain? Did you sneak in here?"

"Our body doesn't hurt, but our heart does! Xiao Wang's skinning knife is too ruthless. After one treatment, two or three soul beads will be gone."