burst god

Chapter 362 Small Goals

The gray Falcon heavy transport plane took off with a huge roar.

On the edge of the airport, Yang Baijia personally led a group of people to watch the team carrying the mission drift away.

"Commander, the arrangements have been made." The adjutant beside him reported in a low voice.

"In the past 20 days, inside and outside the base, all the records of the search for Colonel Lu Ze himself and his family must not be left behind." Yang Baijia looked at the adjutant expressionlessly, "Whoever makes me, Yang Baijia, restless, I will make him regret it for the rest of his life. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

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In the cabin, 30 people lined up on both sides, and Lu Ze sat alone in the middle, holding a strange weapon that looked like a fire stick in his hand.

Less than one meter long, it looks like an ancient saber.

But if you think about it carefully, how can the saber have such a strange shape?

Perhaps feeling the curious gaze from his side, or perhaps because of the need for practice, Lu Ze pulled out the weapon casually.

The cold light was like water, and the bright and straight blade shone like red, reflecting the surrounding scene.

"Tang knife!"

Cui Zhao blurted out that this shape, which is as straight as a sword but cut on one side, is clearly Tang Dao.

"It's Tang Zhidao, whose name is Duan Wanghou." Lu Ze sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and spoke.

He thought about this knife several times, and finally gave it a name.

As for the origin of the name...

"Duan Wanghou?" Cui Zhao chewed on this name with an ancient sense of aloofness, but also faintly showing domineering, and his words were strange, "Can Colonel Lu tell you the origin of this name? It's really hard to fathom the meaning."

"In the past, Emperor Wu of Wei once said that if there were no orphans in the world, I don't know how many people should be called emperors and how many people should be called kings."

"Looking at the present and nostalgia for the past, I gave it a name worthy of it."

Lu Ze spoke lightly, the meaning of the word did not match the name of the sword at first glance, but the context in it all revealed a domineering look at the world.

Immediately, under Colonel Cui Zhao's surprised and shocked eyes, Lu Ze stretched out his sword with both hands, and then let go of his hands naturally.

This time, except for Cui Zhao, the other 28 lines of sight looked at him in unison.

It was a silent shock.

The six-edged and octagonal Tang knife was naturally suspended in the air, and Lu Ze put two fingers together in both hands, and drew two faint white air currents, one on the left and one on the right, closing three inches below the navel.

Without the support of both hands, Tang Dao is as stable as if equipped with a magnetic levitation device.

No matter whether the plane is bumping or turning, Tang Dao is always floating above the palm of his hand.

This is the legendary means of heaven and man to control Qi.

The realm of the king of war!

The eyes of this group of people revealed unconcealable envy.

hum.

Everyone clearly heard a knife cry.

Cui Zhao saw that the blade hanging flat in the air suddenly trembled.

Lu Ze opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning, and he folded his hands and separated them instantly.

Bringing up a shallow mist, one up and one down, palms facing each other, covering Tang Dao in it.

Then, Lu Ze flicked his fingers with both hands, and white streams pierced the blade like sharp arrows.

Every wave of air falling on the blade produced shallow white waves.

This enchanting and gorgeous scene was unreservedly staged in the spacious cabin.

There was no uproar or discussion among the sergeants around, but the excitement in their eyes was hard to hide.

Will be the soul of soldiers!

Since Lu Ze first appeared, he has raised their cognitive ceiling to a level that ordinary people can hardly look up to.

Today, this upper limit is still being extended.

Even though the King of War who was walking through the air has never been seen a few times in real life, there are many videos circulating on the Internet that are enough for people to have a preliminary understanding.

But looking at Lu Ze again, the scene of lifting weights lightly raised their cognition to another level.

The subtle state of the king of war!

"You are..." Cui Zhao couldn't help but speak.

"Practice."

Lu Ze closed his eyes and said, "Medium weapons are like arms."

"A superior weapon can move according to one's heart and act at will."

"You are the rumored... refining!?"

Like a ghost, Cui Zhao opened his mouth and uttered a Taoist word that even he found absurd.

"Refining? It's appropriate." Lu Ze said to himself lightly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, expressing his approval of the meaning of the word.

"It's just that since it is within the rules, we must use the principles within the rules to explain it clearly."

"I'm getting familiar with the frequency of this knife. I can control the knife by fine-tuning the angle, strength, and vibration frequency of each [Air Control] by engraving the air pattern in places that are difficult for the naked eye to reach."

"At this time, it can do something according to the owner's wishes."

"For example, the usual method is this..."

Lu Ze had one palm raised and the other sunken, with his hands standing in front of him.

The untouched blade stood up in response.

Cui Zhao watched this scene numbly, his cheeks twitching.

【This is really... unusual. 】

"But after hundreds of thousands or even millions of times of polishing, it can be like this."

Lu Ze said again, his left hand was retracted, leaving only his right hand, and two invisible air waves popped out with two fingers interlaced.

This [Broken Prince] began to spin rapidly, and at the same time it rotated itself, the entire blade rotated counterclockwise.

Bi-directional rotation.

In an instant, an almost blurred spherical knife net was formed.

Bitter wind blows.

"This is one of the few means by which practitioners can protect themselves in the face of modern thermal weapons at this stage."

Cui Zhao swallowed a mouthful of saliva. If the young man in front of him wasn't too powerful, he would really have risen from the table.

Are you speaking human words!

Do you still need to protect yourself?

[If the heart is clear, the sky will not be shocked...]

Silently comforting himself in his heart, Colonel Cui Zhao calmed down quickly, and then showed an equally calm smile.

"Colonel Lu is absolutely right."

Then, Cui Zhao moved two positions to the side silently, and sat obediently, without saying a word.

Lu Ze looked away with a smile. It seemed that Colonel Cui was inspired by his explanation just now.

Although Cui Zhao, as an 8-star general, is only one level away from himself, there is still a long way to go to achieve this step.

However, after all, people have goals, don't they?

Only by achieving the small goal in front of you can you move on to the next small goal step by step.

After all, the life of practice is so boring.

To have a pair of eyes that can discover happiness.

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Different from Cui Zhao's autism, Rong Chou and other sergeants were as excited as if they had been beaten.

Every time Lu Ze inadvertently showed his strength, it was a huge boost to the morale of the entire team.

Ten days of special training, convinced.

The composure and strength that Lu Ze showed absolutely did not match his age, which had already established his prestige.

As for now, it is just being continuously consolidated, and only needs a fighting chance.

Perhaps, these sergeants could really see the scene where their captain fought to become a god.

Longing and hope are ahead, how can we not be rejoicing.

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The heavy transport plane traveling at subsonic speed arrived in the sky above Shanghai in less than 90 minutes.

(End of this chapter)