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Chapter 147: I Brought a Fist

Yu Xianglong noticed Cheng Han's confusion and explained, "If you can touch the mysterious essence, it means that your understanding of the spiritual realm has reached a considerable level."

"When you enter the Black Armor Army, you will discover how great the benefits are..."

The deputy director said halfway and suddenly looked at Qian Qingqing and Qian Changyun, "I'm sorry, Miss Qingqing, and Mr. Changyun, my next words may involve confidential information within the Black Armor Army."

Qian Qingqing immediately understood, "Let's go to the backyard to avoid it. Please take your time to talk."

The young boy, Qian Changyun, was suddenly shocked to hear the deputy director refer to him as "Mr."

It wasn't until his sister pulled his arm that he reacted and quickly followed in his sister's footsteps.

Once they entered the backyard...

Qian Changyun couldn't help but exclaim, "I never expected to be called 'Mr.' by a director."

Qian Qingqing glanced at him and interrupted his self-indulgence, "Director Yu only took notice of you because of Cheng Han. Otherwise, he wouldn't even give you a second glance."

Qian Changyun habitually retorted, "No need to remind me, I understand."

The little girl waved at him, "Come over and practice with me."

Qian Changyun was a bit confused, "Practice what?"

He saw his sister holding a long branch and waving it around, making a "whooshing" sound, and then he understood, "No wonder there were strange sounds in the room last night, it was you playing tricks."

The young boy vaguely remembered hearing the whistling sound until he was almost asleep.

So, does that mean his sister was practicing until late at night?

Is she crazy? Playing with a branch all night?!

Qian Changyun didn't dare to ask and instead changed the subject, "You call this a gun?"

Qian Qingqing glared at him, "Why wouldn't this be a gun? Cheng Han said so!"

Qian Changyun felt his worldview being challenged and wanted to say, "Calling a broken branch a gun, then if I pull out a blade of grass, would it become a meteor hammer?"

But he hesitated and ultimately didn't retort.

His brother-in-law was a genius, so he shouldn't be wrong. It seemed that his own thinking was too narrow.

The little girl threw a stick at him and commanded, "Hold it up!"

Qian Changyun found it extremely boring, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he obediently did as he was told.

Although he didn't dare to get angry, he dared to speak, "Are you full and bored..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he shut his mouth.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

There were three consecutive sounds.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Qian Changyun clearly felt the tip of the stick in his hand being quickly struck three times.

This was not a simple matter.

Because with each strike, the stick would swing greatly, and yet his sister was able to hit it accurately, which showed exceptional precision.

The young boy was immediately amazed, "Sis, you seem to have quite a skill!"

Qian Qingqing shook her head, "I'm too weak."

Last night, when she heard that her "strength was similar to that of a patrol leader," she was quite excited.

But after thinking about it carefully, she began to doubt deeply.

Each patrol leader had trained for decades, while she hadn't seriously practiced for a single day. Could she really compare to a patrol leader?

I'm afraid the patrol leader could easily make me cry for mercy even with one hand tied!

Cheng Han must be comforting me!

The little girl secretly decided that she was too weak. How could shooting a gun three thousand times a day be enough?

At least five thousand times!

Qian Changyun looked at her sister and said confidently, "Sis, I've secretly watched the patrol officers practice, and their accuracy is definitely not as good as yours."

Qian Qingqing didn't even believe his punctuation marks. "Nonsense! I've only practiced for one night. Those patrol officers have been practicing for over ten years. They can definitely do it easily."

Qian Changyun exclaimed, "Wow! You can reach this level in just one night. Turns out you're also a genius."

The little girl said seriously, "No, I'm not a genius. I'm weak."

She shouted, "Focus, no talking."

"Swish!"

The tree branch swept by like a snake.

"Smack!"

The wooden stick was hit again.

Qian Changyun had no choice but to close his mouth.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two more sounds.

Upon careful observation, it was clear that the tip of the tree branch in the little girl's hand was trembling rapidly.

This was not random shaking.

It had a very stable rhythm.

Anyone with a certain understanding of the Nine Elements Martial Arts could tell at a glance that not every patrol leader could master this skill.

Five minutes later.

"Smack!"

The wooden stick in Qian Changyun's hand was suddenly broken.

The child glanced at the broken section and admired, "Sis, you're really amazing."

This wooden stick was as thick as two fingers. It was definitely not easy to break it without exerting too much force.

And her sister hit the same spot with every strike to achieve this.

Can an ordinary person do this?

Qian Qingqing shook her head again, "No, I'm weak."

Qian Changyun gave up on trying to convince her and just shrugged, "My hand is a bit sore, can I take a break?"

The little girl's tone was firm, "No! Practice for another ten minutes!"

She paused and added, "I wasted over ten years before. I have to work even harder!"

Qian Changyun couldn't afford to provoke his sister, so he could only agree, "Okay."

The child couldn't help but mutter in his heart: How old are you? How could you waste over ten years? Can you start practicing from the womb?

*

Front yard.

Cheng Han saw off two visitors.

He recalled the information revealed by Yu Xianglong and muttered, "'Eight Great Soul Refining Seals'? Interesting!"

According to Deputy Director Yu's statement, this is a secret technique within the Black Armor Army and also a gateway to the path of the mysterious master.

Based on records from the past few hundred years, any warrior who has mastered all eight types of symbol seals will be promoted to become a mysterious master.

Among them, forty percent of people share a common characteristic - they have touched the mysterious "essence".

Cheng Han muttered to himself, "In the future, when practicing the Soul Refining symbol seal, it seems that I have to be a bit more restrained and not show off too much."

He took a few steps towards the backyard and caught Qian Qingqing's voice.

"I'm weak... I'll practice for another ten minutes!"

The corner of Cheng Han's mouth twitched.

The Seal of the Valkyrie is a magical existence beyond ordinary imagination. If one persists in firing a gun three thousand times a day, it is enough to knock down the patrol leader within three months.

But he thought about it and didn't correct the little girl's "prejudice".

It's better to let her continue to maintain the mentality of a weak person. On one hand, it will give her more motivation to strive upwards, and on the other hand, she can always maintain a humble heart.

There's nothing wrong with that!

*

Qinglin City.

North of the city.

Qu Xiaoying, the captain of the Blue Flag Demon Extermination Squad, received astonishing news from a hidden source.

Chou Jian, the vice captain of the Third Battalion of the Black Armor Army, had actually been executed!

And the informant, in exchange for sixty silver coins, told the story in great detail:

"After the 'team leader's suicide' incident, the Black Armor Army used a mind-detecting tool to conduct a comprehensive investigation, confirming that the information was all true.

"Chou Jian did indeed commit many crimes. He secretly controlled a business guild and ordered his subordinates to kill at least thirty civilians in order to eliminate competitors.

"Those two team leaders were not good people either. Among the warriors who served Chou Jian, these two were the most ruthless, having killed the most civilians.

"After this investigation report was submitted to the Xuan Pavilion, a reply came back in just half an hour. The Xuan Pavilion's response was only two words - execute swiftly!

"Half an hour later, which was last night, in front of hundreds of warriors, Chou Jian's head was chopped off..."

Qu Xiaoying's emotions were quite complex.

I thought you were planning to kill Chou Jian forcefully, but I didn't expect that you would only use a little trick and easily chop off his head.

Is this how the mysterious masters operate?

Although you possess formidable strength that commands respect, you don't rely solely on violence, but rather solve problems more through strategy.

In addition to being shocked, Qu Xiaoying also felt a deep sense of "being taught".

The informant also provided another piece of information: "During the interrogation, Chou Jian revealed some other people's misdeeds. The Black Armor Army doesn't want the situation to escalate, so they are speeding up the interrogation."

"This guy tried to seek help by forcing others to rescue him, but ended up dying even faster. However, this also led to several people being dismissed, including the captain of the Third Battalion..."

Qu Xiaoying secretly admired.

Your methods are too brilliant.

Not only did you kill Chou Jian, but you also got rid of a bunch of trash, causing chaos within the Black Armor Army. Most importantly, you came out unscathed.

Qu Xiaoying left the wine cellar where the information was sold and went to a blacksmith shop.

Last time, when the female squad leader sneaked into Qinglin City, she specially ordered three "Sharp Arrow Sword Spears" here, which were the strange weapons you pointed out.

Although she didn't understand why you wanted it, whatever you say goes, and she just needs to obey.

The blacksmith spoke, "The difficulty of making these Sharp Arrow Sword Spears is greater than I expected. Ninety silver coins each would be a more reasonable price."

This price is slightly higher than the previous estimate.

Qu Xiaoying did not haggle and readily agreed, saying, "Okay!"

The old face of the craftsman revealed a smile like a chrysanthemum, "If it breaks, I will only charge you half the repair cost."

Then, unexpectedly, something happened.

In the moment Qu Xiaoying took the Fengshi Sword Spear, an indescribable feeling suddenly surged in her heart, and large goosebumps appeared on her arm.

To conceal her abnormality, she hurriedly left the blacksmith shop.

After a few seconds, a low laughter suddenly sounded in the mind of the female squad leader, "Do you feel it?"

Naturally, it was Cheng Han.

Qu Xiaoying was startled, then asked excitedly, "Sir, is this... the power of my ancestors?"

The Fengshi Sword Spear gave her a strangely familiar feeling, and besides the power of her ancestors, she couldn't think of any other answer.

Cheng Han sighed, "In the distant past, the women warriors of Alson, wielding the Fengshi Sword Spear, launched a desperate charge against powerful enemies, smearing their blood on their foreheads as the glory of the victor."

For some reason, when she heard the term "Alson," Qu Xiaoying had a feeling that she was about to cry, "Sir, are my ancestors from Alson?"

Cheng Han replied, "Yes! The glory of Alson has always flowed deep in your bloodline."

Qu Xiaoying calmed down a bit and asked eagerly, "Sir, how can I regain the power of my ancestors?"

Cheng Han uttered three words, "Swing the spear!"

Qu Xiaoying devoutly said, "Sir, thank you for your guidance. The Fengshi Sword Spear in my hand will forever fight for you!"

Cheng Han added, "The matter of the Sword of Revenge should be known to many people. In the near future, someone may try to contact you. Be prepared."

Qu Xiaoying paused for a moment and asked, "Please tell me, is it the official authorities or... certain... shady characters?"

The so-called "shady characters" naturally referred to the followers of the alien gods.

Cheng Han did not answer and simply cut off the connection.

His plan to deal with Chou Jian this time also had another purpose, which was to fish.

As for the bait, it was naturally the female squad leader.

Two days later, Cheng Han met an acquaintance.

The Deputy Colonel of the Second Battle Group of the Black Armor Army, Tie Feng.

Undoubtedly, he came this time with the duty of "welcoming the newcomer."

And as the Deputy Colonel, personally coming to pick up a new recruit to report to the Black Mountain Camp, this was definitely an extraordinary high standard.

Tie Feng did not enter the Qian family's gate, but stood in the front yard and smiled, "Kid, are you ready?"

Cheng Han stood at the door and nodded, "Of course!"

Tie Feng looked him up and down, a little puzzled, and asked, "You didn't bring anything?"

Cheng Han clenched his fist and grinned, "I brought a pair of fists."

According to Yu Xianglong's information, the process of reporting for new soldiers was itself a kind of training and a test for the Black Armor Army.

In previous years' training, there were plenty of new recruits who were made a mess of, and there were also quite a few who were injured or even seriously injured.

Tie Feng raised a thumbs up, his face filled with admiration, "Good kid!"

(End of this chapter)