The mountain wind whistled, causing Chen Long and others to roar in combat uniforms.

The weeds on the grass are pouring in like wheat waves.

But I haven't seen anyone appearing on the weeds.

"Didn't it mean that you were about to walk out of the grass, why didn't you see anyone?" Zishi said.

"If you fall in this last step, then the joke will be big." Snake skin smiled and said without a smile.

"A month is still too hasty, and what you have learned is limited." Maotu whispered.

"Maotu, I know you are grateful to the rookie, but one code is the same. This time, we can't let the water go. We represent the face of the sixth type of institution." Youji reminded Maotu.

Buzz.

The helicopter fell off the rope ladder.

Chamberlain and Mao Yili got off the rope ladder.

Everyone in the twelve zodiac signs did not know Chamberlain before, but after the other party fought with the teacher's hermit last time.

On the plane, the Hermit briefly introduced Chamberlain.

Bang!

No matter how rebellious a soldier is, he is not qualified to be arrogant in front of the four great military gods.

Everyone in the twelve zodiac signs saluted together, which is the highest respect for the strongest people in the army.

Chamberlain nodded lightly and said, "The Fire Phoenix is ​​still practicing in the grass and mud, so you can wait patiently."

Mao Yisheng also added: "It will not take more than two days, and the Fire Phoenix has almost been practicing."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.

What can you cultivate in the mud?

My body was trapped in a mud, and I couldn't move, so I could only squirm slowly.

If you can’t use your hands and feet to the fullest, how can you practice?

In fact, they didn’t know that Zhang Lu’s sixth sense had found a direction for the female soldiers to improve.

After the muscles and bones turn into dragons, the female soldiers who realized the killing power of all things can cultivate the killing power.

This is the symbol of the fifth-class soldier king, and it is also the reason why the fifth-class soldier king can become the soldier king.

The battle song wearing the Suzaku mask was silent.

Even her eyes did not look in the direction of the grass, but looked at the sky in a daze.

Her opponent is no longer the man who has defeated her!

Just like when the two little beasts were fighting, the little tiger lost to the little wolf, it was nothing, but the other party was a little bigger.

But now, she has become a tiger. No matter what kind of wolf it is, she can only flee with her tail between her legs and no longer has the courage and confidence to compete with the tiger.

...

roar!

The slumber of the grassland let out a roar from time to time.

The female soldiers were practicing in the mud.

As long as you open up the joints of the lumbar vertebra, spine and cervical vertebra, swing the dragon's tail, raise the dragon's head, and turn over and practice.

After the muscles and bones completely transform into dragons, the fighting level of the female soldiers directly enters the understanding of the fifth-class soldier kings and cultivates the level of killing.

I saw that once the female soldiers in the mud fell too deep, they would kick their legs and roll, rushing their bodies up from the mud, and they would not get into it.

At the same time, when I held my breath, I was like a loach, hiking around in the mud.

Don’t underestimate this hibernation. In a special environment like a slumber, this way can exercise the flexibility and willfulness of the whole body.

This is the best way to cultivate the muscles and bones into dragons.

Even those who have already turned into dragons with the sixth-class institution Chen Long do not know this method.

Only when Zhang Lu has a magical sixth sense can he contact the environment he is in and think of this method.

However, this method consumes a lot of energy. Every hour, the female soldiers must stop and rest and recover.

An Ran, Tang Xinyi, Ye Cunxin and Tian Guo were resting, watching Zhang Lu sitting quietly, blinking each one, with gentle eyes.

Zhang Lu has been sitting around them for three consecutive days while they were practicing.

Such a purpose is self-evident, and it is naturally to ensure the safety of the female soldiers.

But this also delayed Zhang Lu's cultivation, resulting in him not practicing for three days.

Anran stepped forward, sat beside Zhang Lu, and asked with concern: "How are you feeling?"

Zhang Lu sighed slightly, "My last killing power is the killing power of electricity. But I can't figure out the electricity, it's too difficult.

"I thought about many possibilities, that is, the quagmire is the most likely to be cultivated. In fact, the sixth sense also points to the quagmire."

"It is well known that electricity comes from two opposite properties. My power is masculine, and the mud is soft, just like the cathode and the anode."

"In theory, I can form the two poles of yin and yang in the mud and cultivate the killing power of electricity. But I have tried it, and it is useless at all."

"Will there be something wrong with this direction?" An Ran suggested: "Or, you can change your direction and think."

Zhang Lu shook his head, this direction would not be wrong.

But the problem he encountered was beyond his ability to solve.

Because just the environment is not enough.

The body must be stimulated by the environment to form a killing force of electricity.

And how does electricity react with the environment and produce a scene similar to "electricity", which in turn stimulates the body and burst out this electric killing force.

At present, this is such a fuse.

Zhang Lu had already realized the killing power of lightning, and it was just the last shot to stimulate it.

In fact, this is also Zhang Lu's experience of killing alone. No one teaches, and he depends on his own to think about everything, so he will inevitably take many detours.

Although the sixth sense prevented Zhang Lu from taking many detours, detours still exist.

Why did it be said in ancient times that one must have a good master in practicing?

The role of the master is to guide experience, so that later generations can stand on the shoulders of giants and take a step to the next level.

"Storm, rain, thunder and lightning, this electricity is the most difficult... like a dream, no trace to be found..."

Ye Cunxin interrupted Zhang Lu's words and said, "Stop, I feel like you are telling a fantasy story. What cathode and anode, if you talk about electricity."

"I know that the human body can also produce electricity, but it requires friction, especially in dark places, the generation of static electricity."

"It is most obvious to wear coats in winter. When you take off your sweater at night, the light flashes. This is the friction between the human body and the sweater, which generates electric current."

Human body, sweater, friction!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Zhang Lu's mind.

The human body is him, and the sweater is not the mud in front of you.

When you drill into the mud and drill around, will there be friction?

Zhang Lu thought with joy and said, "I understand. I jumped into the mud, and that is the arrival of all darkness, and electricity will be generated!"

"You are not afraid of death, you just jump into the mud."

The female soldiers were all staring at each other with wonderful eyes.
Chapter completed!