Starting to guard the border: I copy talents

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According to Wu Feng, practicing martial arts is extremely difficult and requires high levels of talent.

[Bing Shen Jue] is a body-training technique. Wu Feng's practice speed is not slow. Li Qingyun told him that those with strong bodies are indeed much faster than ordinary people in practicing body-training techniques.

Even so, it took Wu Feng half a year to reach the Qi level.

And Liu Jieyun is already in his thirties this year. He has been practicing for more than ten years and is already at the third level of Qi.

Shen's Trading Company was well-known in the capital. His second uncle had taken away the family property, so it was impossible for him to develop in the military.

But he didn’t know who else besides Liu Yunjie had been bribed to take his life.

Shen Ming had no choice but to shift his target to Li Qingyun, the commander of the Eighth Battalion.

His blue talent [Physical Refining Genius] happens to be a powerful tool for accelerating the practice of [Soldier Art].

Thinking of this, Shen Ming couldn't help but sigh.

Others traveled through ancient times and went to Goulan to listen to music every day, surrounded by beautiful women.

I traveled to ancient times, looking for Wu Feng to eat meat every day, and the rough guy followed me...

The next day, an instructor from the Punishment Division who was left behind in the Chinese army camp found Shen Ming.

Although he passed the assessment standards for hunting monster beasts, his performance in the literary test was too poor and he was forced to take the assessment again.

Hunting monsters is very dangerous. If you are not familiar with their habits, you may harm other teammates.

Shen Ming had already obtained the [Mountain Hunter] talent and studied these materials again. With divine help, it only took him half a day to get a perfect score.

The teacher was amazed by what he saw. If the other party was not the scapegoat and joined the Zhu Cha Division, his future would be limitless.

Tomorrow, the newly formed hunting team will go out for field training. In the afternoon of that day, each person will be given a small jug of wine as a reward.

This is really rare in the military camp, and everyone is very happy.

When Shen Ming had free time, he naturally wanted to share it with Wu Feng, who was his first friend in this world.

However, the two of them hid far away from the camp and brought a lot of meat with them.

With trembling hands, Wu Feng uncorked the bottle, like an addict, sniffing the aroma of the wine vigorously at the mouth of the bottle, for fear that the smell would dissipate.

He hesitated for a while, but did not drink, and returned the wine bottle to Shen Ming:

"This wine is too precious, brother, you should drink it first! Just give me the rest to satisfy my craving."

Shen Ming couldn't help but think of the scene that day when he gave the big half of the roast chicken to himself, and found it funny.

"Brother, just take it. I don't usually like to drink."

The two talked, but Shen Ming wanted to know more about Li Qingyun.

As his personal soldier, Wu Feng knew a lot. Shen Ming asked questions in a measured manner and did not mention any sensitive issues.

"Brother, you really didn't listen to my advice! Hunting monster beasts is so dangerous, but you must join in!" Wu Feng sighed.

"Do you know why the Punishment Division can't mobilize manpower to hunt the Shuangzhou monsters this year?"

Shen Ming was stunned. Although he had some guesses, he didn't know the details and asked:

"But what about the Pingzhou flood?"

Does the Zhucha Division also need to fight floods and rescue emergencies?

"Exactly! A seventh-level monster in Xiaojiao River in Pingzhou went crazy and led its tribe to raid the state capital, destroying the river embankments!" Wu Fengquan acted in a mysterious manner without any reason.

"Three of the five continents in Yanbing Prefecture have suffered disasters, but all the combat forces of the Zhucha Division have been transferred to Pingzhou!

The power of this monster is unlike the spotted rhinoceros you have encountered before. Brother, why do you need to participate in such a dangerous thing? "

Shen Ming was silent. He also had information about the monsters in his memory, but he didn't know that they were so powerful that they could destroy the river and burst its embankments, bringing disaster to the three states!

The dual-talented Tang Mengling must also be rushing to Pingzhou to support him.

"By the way, you asked me yesterday about Li Dutong's preferences, but do you want to be his personal soldier?" Wu Feng saw that Shen Ming was silent and thought he was scared.

If he could listen to what he said, he would be cautious, but it would also make him feel more at ease, so he changed the subject.

"Brother, what news did you find out?" Shen Ming felt happy.

"That's right!" Wu Feng stretched himself like a giant bear.

"Li Dutong's mother celebrates her birthday in three months. He is gathering hunters to hunt the sable beast and make a sable fur robe as a birthday gift."

The sable beast is one of the unique monsters in the north, and its body shape is similar to the armadillo in the previous life. The whole body is snow-white without a trace of color, and a layer of faint purple light will appear under the light, hence the name.

Although it is a low-grade monster, it is extremely difficult to hunt and its fur is valuable.

Old Man Jiang has hunted a lot. Shen Ming has the talent of [Mountain Hunter]. In the next few months, he will patrol the wild every day, but he can hunt just right!

If you can climb onto Li Qingyun's lap,

, then most of the immediate crisis can be resolved!

Shen Ming was in a good mood. Looking at the ferocious-looking Wu Feng, he couldn't help but feel that he was pretty.

"Bah!" Shen Ming wished he could slap himself.

He misses the days when he had a woman by his side in his previous life...

In the end, most of the pot of wine was left. Wu Feng insisted not to take it away, but gave it to Shen Ming.

Old Man Jiang couldn't help but frown deeply when he saw the two of them sneaking out of the camp and coming back with satisfied faces after such a long time.

Seeing that look, Shen Ming wanted to step forward and slap him.

"I'm afraid I can't explain this misunderstanding!"

Early the next morning, everyone gathered and were fully armed.

The hunting team can choose their own weapons, and Shen Ming finally gets his beloved sword.

Crossbows are only found in the military and belong to the cold weapon era. Now everyone has a hand.

Looking at Shen Ming who couldn't put it down playing with the crossbow, Old Man Jiang showed disdain:

"Boy Shen, can you use it?"

Shen Ming smiled and surprisingly did not reply. He glanced at the bow and arrows he was carrying.

[Mountain Hunter] is proficient in bows and crossbows, but Old Man Shen chooses a bow instead of a crossbow. Only he knows the trick.

This mission is to patrol the wild to look for traces of monsters, led by an instructor from the Punishment Division.

Shen Ming was eager to hunt the sable beast and other monsters to gain talent points, but he was unable to get the chance and felt helpless.

"Jiaoxi He! When can I go deep into the wild alone to check the traces of monsters?" Shen Ming approached He Hao again and asked.

He Hao was overwhelmed with troubles. Exploring in the wild was not easy. It did not only require strength, but also rich hunting experience.

Shen Ming excelled in the examination, and he was determined to train him, but this guy couldn't get enough and insisted on being a reconnaissance outpost.

"Can you see that cloud falcon?" He Hao pointed to the blue bird perched on a tall holly tree in the distance.

"If you can shoot it down with the crossbow in your hand, I will allow you to do so."

"Pfft." Old Man Jiang couldn't help laughing.

Shen Ming, a young man, has a good brain and is not weak in strength, but when it comes to bows and crossbows, he is a layman.

He was remembering Shen Ming's last endurance test, setting up a trap to deceive him, and deliberately seeing him make a fool of himself.

Shen Ming cast a playful glance at Old Man Jiang, then looked intently at the cloud falcon in the distance. It was about five hundred steps away, which was the limit of the range of the crossbow in his hand.

Then he turned around and said to Old Man Jiang:

"Mr. Jiang, how about a bet between the two of us?"