Looking at this magical long sword, Chen Shouyi was itchy. He glanced at the shell girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed and began to test the sword carefully.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, as the will was washed over and over again, this long sword that had awkward at the beginning became more and more convenient, and gradually seemed to become a part of the body, becoming fusion of water and milk.

A few minutes later, he stopped:

"I'll use this sword in the future!" he said in his heart.

As for Black Sword, I will give it to her when my sister becomes stronger.

The black sword was not light either, at least weighing ten kilograms, which was still a bit too heavy for the warrior.

He walked to the bathroom, took an unused towel, wiped the dust that did not exist on the sword, and then carefully inserted it into the sword sheath.

...

At dawn, Tang Shaoquan and two warriors got off the troop transport vehicle and walked into the logistics base with the soldiers, dragging their tired bodies.

After a night of battle, although he was basically defending the barbarians to attack the position, he only pulled the bow at most, and there were few close-fitting battles, even so, over the last few days, he, a young warrior, could not stand it and lost weight.

"Brother Quan, the arrow was so handsome before, it was so amazing. How did you know that the barbarians were hiding behind the wall?" A pretty female warrior asked with admiration.

"Experience, observation, and intuition, this is hard to say. If you fight too much, you will understand it!" Tang Shaoquan smiled slightly and said calmly. He still likes to be a good teacher, especially in front of admiring his female warriors, such guidance is always full of pleasure.

He is only twenty-six years old, and he is a new warrior in Pingzhou City as the assessment is relaxed this year.

However, this cannot deny his strength and talent.

At the age of twenty-six, even among the new warriors, he is not very old. Among the great warriors, he is even more young. It may not be impossible to even attack a martial artist in the future.

"What Brother Quan said is, but Brother Quan is still modest. He has no talent and no matter how many battles he fights, it is useless. At least no matter how hard he goes through the battle, it is impossible." Another middle-aged warrior flattered with a calm face.

Tang Shaoquan was photographed very comfortably, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"General Tang!"

"Brother Quan!"

On the way, warriors who knew each other came to greet him, and Tang Shaoquan nodded all the way.

He is the only great warrior in Pingzhou. Over the past year, he has gradually established prestige. Although he does not know many warriors, few of them do not know him.

The few people were tired and hungry long ago, too lazy to go to take a shower first, so they walked straight to the canteen on the ground floor. It was bustling, shoulder to shoulder, and there was noisy, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sweat.

"Brother Quan, you take a seat, let's go and get a meal." The middle-aged warrior said with a smile.

Tang Shaoquan nodded, took out the warrior's certificate and handed it over, found an empty seat to sit down.

During the war, even he, a great warrior, could not do anything special. He could only eat in the cafeteria like all the officers and soldiers. At most, he could use the great warrior to prove that he could fight more dishes.

During this period, he nodded to many warriors again, and the food was brought in more than ten minutes later.

Except for a large pot of pork, the rest are vegetables and a large bucket of rice.

"The Great Warrior Certificate is good!" said the female warrior with a smile: "The cooks who held the spoon didn't pay attention to it at all. I thought it was three martial artist certificates. I felt the weight was wrong, so I immediately reminded me that there was a Great Warrior Certificate. As a result, two spoons of braised pork were added immediately, and a lot of other dishes were added."

Now that the entire city is paralyzed, the suburbs and rural areas are safe. In addition to the lack of food reserves, the supply of other meat and vegetables is very tight.

"That's right, Brother Quan is the only big warrior in Pingzhou. How many of them are in Jiangnan Province? I guess there are only less than twenty, and there are probably not one younger than Brother Quan." The middle-aged warrior immediately smiled when he heard this.

"Okay, shut up. There are many better people than me. I heard that there are martial arts masters in Hedong!" Tang Shaoquan laughed and scolded, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

Although he did not say it clearly, he had already agreed to what the other party said in his heart.

Naturally, his strength is not as good as that of those veteran warriors. He also knows it himself, but he is definitely the youngest among the great warriors. At least in Jiangnan Province, there should be no younger than him.

"Wow, you're so handsome!" the female warrior whispered.

Tang Shaoquan just picked up a piece of braised pork and thought the other party was talking about him. He looked at her in confusion and found that the other party didn't look at him at all.

He couldn't help but feel suffocated and immediately looked at him.

A handsome young man carrying a bow bag and a long sword hanging on his waist, walked into the cafeteria with a dragon and tiger walking. A middle-aged man next to him kept saying something with a passionate look on his face. The young man occasionally smiled and nodded.

Tang Shaoquan frowned slightly at a glance. What is the origin of this young man?

He knew the middle-aged man, who was the Minister of Logistics of the Military Region and one of the top leaders of the Military Region.

A layman watches the excitement, while an expert sees the tricks.

The other person walked with his steps light and smooth, like a lazy cheetah, with a sharp body, but also a detached temperament, as if no one here was taken in his eyes.

"...We prepared the meal in the private room, but the conditions were simple. I hope the general counselor would not mind."

"Minister Wang is so kind, just do whatever you want."

...

When the two passed by nearby, Tang Shaoquan and the other two heard it.

Wait for the two to walk away.

The middle-aged warrior withdrew his gaze and asked in confusion: "General Consultant? Could it be that this is a great warrior who came to support other places? This treatment is great!"

"After all, they came to support me, and the treatment is better, what's so strange?" the female warrior retorted.

Tang Shaoquan didn't say anything and felt a little unhappy.

He traveled thousands of miles to Pingzhou City to support him. He could understand the better treatment, but the difference was too big.

He is also a great warrior, so he can only sit in the smelly cafeteria. A bowl of braised pork is already a delicious dish, but others can go to the private room, and there may be carefully cooked big fish and meat.

After a few bites of the meal, the Logistics Minister came back.

Tang Shaoquan quickly waved: "Minister Wang, come and talk for a few words."

When Minister Wang saw Tang Shaoquan, he walked over with a smile: "General Gu Tang, I didn't notice it just now, so I'm satisfied with the food. If it's not enough, just say it to the one who holds the palm."

"Haha, this is what you said. I will report your name when the time comes." Tang Shaoquan laughed and said calmly: "By the way, who did you accompany you just now?"

"I knew you were going to ask this, that one was amazing. This is the martial arts master we finally invited from Hedong!" Speaking of this, Minister Wang also became interested in chatting: "The God of Hunting knows it. Yesterday he killed the God of Hunting. I heard that the whole street seemed to have been bombarded by heavy artillery."

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded when they heard this.

Tang Shaoquan also smiled stiffly: "Hunting... the god of hunting, is he a martial artist?"

"Of course, I heard that I am only eighteen years old, probably in the country... no, I should be the youngest martial artist in the world." Minister Wang said in awe: "The commander specially ordered them to warmly entertain him yesterday."

A sound of breathing suddenly came from all around.

Next, Tang Shaoquan had no idea when Minister Wang left, nor did he know when he sat down.
Chapter completed!