The Human Emperor

The 390th chapter

"Wang Chong, what are you doing?"

At the distance from Wang Chong, Zhao Qianqiu stopped and looked surprised. Wang Chong used to get along with him, but he never had such a serious matter.

"Thank you, teacher. If it wasn't a teacher, Wang Chong would have died on his way back to Beijing."

Wang Chong Shen Sheng.

"Oh, I thought it was something. Get up, get up. You are my most proud student, this time carrying out the training camp mission, do you really think that I am not prepared?"

Zhao Qianqiu laughed and laughed.

Wang Chong did not say much, and the situation stood up. The thoughts in his heart, the change of mood, are of course different from those imagined by Zhao Qianqiu.

However, there is no need to say this.

"Come, come, come! Hurry and sit down, how? How is the body recovering?"

Zhao Qianqiu said.

After saving Wang Chong from the jungle mountains and sending them to the Wang family, Zhao Qianqiu did not go any further. The conflict between Qi Wang, Yao Jia and Song Wang and Wang Jia, like the instructors of his training camp, is not suitable for blending in.

The soldiers are the soldiers, and the political things are still less mixed. This is also the unspoken rule in the military. Really pure soldiers are trying to stay away from politics as much as possible.

Moreover, Wang Chong was sent to the Wang family, and basically he would be able to get good care without him. This is why Zhao Qianqiu is relieved but asks.

——The Wang family’s resources for the family will definitely be more than one of his instructors!

"Fortunately, it has recovered almost. There is basically no trouble."

Wang Chong sat on a chair.

The main wound to Wang Chong is from that arrow, and the devastating power on it has caused a huge blow to Wang Chong.

For the average person, no two or three months is basically a good one. However, Wang Chong has exchanged gold and liquid viscera, and the key parts of the internal organs are far more powerful than the average person.

Therefore, although it is only a month, but Wang Chong has been free to move, no obstacles.

"That's good. I am still worried about this time. It would be better."

Zhao Qianqiu said to return to his seat, a large sleeve, a sly, a dark image arrow flew out, pointing to Wang Chong.

Wang Chong's palm is copied, almost subconsciously copied in his hand. Looking down, it is a book that is rolled up in a tube.

The book did not open, but Wang Chong saw the beginning of the word "Wu Yu", suddenly a tight heart. Sure enough, the voice of Zhao Qianqiu came from the ear:

"The task of the training camp, you are not there, but I have already handed over you in advance. This is the aura of Wuhua that you want. Take a look at it. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me. But don't expect too much. This practice is said to be difficult to practice, and I have not practiced it, so I can give you little guidance."

"Thank you teacher!"

Wang Chong is overjoyed. In a moment, I felt that my hands were heavy. Although I took such a big risk, I almost died in the jungle, but in the end, I finally got the most precious and most underestimated practice in the entire training camp.

In the last life, this volume of Wuhuan halo was held in the training camp, and almost no one learned it. But I finally did what no one else could do in my life.

This volume of Wuhuan halo finally belongs to itself.

At this moment, Wang Chong tightly held the book in his hand, and he couldn’t help himself.

"Right, teacher, did you see several figures when you rushed over?"

Wang Chong collected the aura of Wuhuan and suddenly asked.

"what happened?"

Zhao Qianqiu picked up his eyebrows. Wang Chong’s remarks seemed to mean something, obviously what he found.

Wang Chong did not hide it, and he said what he felt hidden in the ground. Although it was a group of people who chased him that day, from the later situation, it was obvious that there were other people.

Although these people are also directed at themselves, they are independent, obviously not together. And in terms of the number of people, there are far more than two.

Counting Song Wang and Yao Jia, Wang Chong couldn’t think of it. How many extras are going on?

And Song Wang and Yao Jia are obviously together?

Do they need to split into two?

The day's things, after coming back, Wang Chong thinks more and more strange. It was a pity that it was limited to its own situation and could not be examined carefully.

"such……"

Zhao Qianqiu’s description of Wang Chong also frowned:

"The place where you hided, we also saw it at the time. The footprints on the ground were very messy. It was really more than just a group of people. Moreover, I was operating much earlier than you thought. During that time, we did see it. Others. But at that time, the distance was far apart, and the other party was far away when they saw us, and they did not take a close look."

Zhao Qianqiu also revealed deep thoughts.

What Wang Chong attacked was just a simple killing. But from the description of Wang Chong, it seems that it is far from being so simple.

But when it comes to this kind of political issue, Zhao Qianqiu, a pure soldier, is also a headache. He can think of the way to train his students in the middle of the night, but it is really helpless to let him mix complex political issues.

"...but, the arrow you said, I found it!"

Zhao Qianqiu said that he suddenly got up. In Wang Chong’s surprised eyes, he walked to the wall of the room, opened a dark cabinet, and took out one thing.

"arrow?"

Wang Chong looked at Zhao Qianqiu’s hands in confusion. It was just a dark black arrow, only a knuckle length.

"This is what we found from where you were attacked and killed. Only the arrows, the other parts have been picked. It is this arrow, which is also our repeated search, from the distance you injured more than ten feet Found in the earth's soil. If it is not to find your whereabouts, and repeatedly searched there, we can't find it. According to our speculation, this should be the one left by the iron arrow that hurt you."

Zhao Qianqiu said that he came over and handed the arrow found on the scene to Wang Chong’s hand.

Wang Chong looked dignified and carefully looked at the arrow. There is almost no residue in the part of the shaft, leaving only a bare black arrow.

At first glance, this arrow seems to be normal, and there is no difference between it and other arrows. But when I looked carefully, Wang Chong immediately found a difference:

On the surface of the arrow, there are some tiny lines. This is the trace of the inscription. Just because the arrows are black and the traces are small, you can't find them without paying attention.

Not only that, Wang Chong looked at it again, and there were other unexpected discoveries. The material of this arrow is very special. It is not ordinary iron, nor iron, nor is it a metal such as Uzi steel.

Wang Chong has built several Uzi steel swords and is now very sensitive to the weight of metal.

Uzi Steel can only be obtained only by him, and others are impossible to obtain. Therefore, the quality is obviously not comparable to Uzi steel.

Judging from the weight, Wang Chong can feel that the metal texture is completely between the fine iron and the black iron. It is infinitely close to the black iron, but it is not the same. It seems to contain some other things.

"...the time you took to recuperate, we examined it carefully. This kind of arrow smashed with fine iron, black iron, and other special metal powders, and its arrow structure was also specially forged. The structure inside the arrow is relatively loose. I think you will feel it."

Zhao Qianqiu said that he took a look at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong nodded. Indeed! This kind of arrow is slightly lighter than the solid black arrow, and he has already felt it.

"Doing so will undoubtedly reduce the firmness of the arrow. It is because of this that the iron arrow will be torn apart when it hits a strong thing. The arrow and the arrow are broken and scattered in different places."

"However, despite this, this method will greatly increase the speed of the circulation of radon in the arrow, making it easier for the arrow master to exert its power and improve the breaking power of the archery. In short, this is a kind of Through the special archery of the warrior's own suffocation, instead of the ordinary archery, the sharp tear of the arrow and the murder of the other side."

"Being hit by this kind of iron arrow, even if it is not the key part, it is easy to cause major trauma. And it is not an ordinary arrow master who can be good at this special fine technique. According to this point, it will definitely be able to Find the one who shot you an arrow!"

Zhao Qianqiu finally gave the conclusion.

During this time, he was not idle. From this arrow, he still found a lot of clues, and based on this clue, he could definitely find someone who ambushed Wang Chong.

As for Wang Chong’s statement that there are two or three different people, he really doesn’t know.

Wang Chong is silent. He already understood what was going on. The iron arrow was extremely powerful, and it also attached a sharp inscription, but it touched the guardian of the Usi Tibetan cavalry.

The three hundred cavalry of the Uzbek Tibetans were all heavy armored cavalry, with defenses in them, with strong inscriptions attached to them.

The iron arrow shot in his heart mirror and was shaken by his own power. Therefore, Zhao Qianqiu will pick up an arrow.

I can find so many clues from an arrow. For Wang Chong, this is an unexpected gain.

"Thank you teacher."

In the main peak of the Kunwu training camp, Zhao Qianqiu chatted for a while, and Wang Chong took the initiative to leave. The promotion of the real martial arts has been delayed for so long. If everything is ready, I can finally attack the real world.

From the main peak, Wang Chong returned directly to the Zhi Ge Yuan.

Here, Wang Chong has a practice room dedicated to himself. And compared to the training camp, Zhi Ge Yuan is entirely his own.

It’s too safe to hit the real thing here.

"Huang Weier, help me protect the law!"

After saying this, Wang Chong immediately stepped into his secret room.

At this moment, Wang Chong’s heart was full of expectations.

The aura of Wuhuan, finally got it...