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Chapter 8
"Corporal Ender, welcome to the 16th Division." Colonel Moss stood up with a smile on his face.

"You are too polite sir." Ender pretended to be flattered.

"Haha, don't be restrained, a genius like you will definitely be the pride of our navy in the future. Well, please don't stand, please sit down, you are a guest when you come here, and our 16th Division must treat you well, otherwise the news will spread." It wouldn't be nice to go out and say our Division 16 was under-served."

Colonel Moss seemed very enthusiastic, and Ender took the opportunity to sit down at the table.

The two of them were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and they started chatting. Colonel Moss's words were full of intimacy, and Ender naturally understood that this guy was investing, and he was happy to argue with them. It didn't take long After a while, the two became acquainted.

In fact, the two of them didn't talk too deeply at the dinner table, they just tacitly understood each other, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding.

After Ander finished his meal, he had some courtesy with Colonel Moss, and was taken back to his residence by the sergeant. He had a faint smile on his face. No one knew what he was thinking, only he knew what the future life of such a parallel colonel would be. What is the ending.

"interesting."

He muttered, and then took his saber to the Martial Arts Field. This is the place where naval soldiers usually train. In the Martial Arts Field, many soldiers were fighting each other, fighting back and forth with wooden weapons.

With his current vision, he naturally looked down on these ordinary soldiers, so he randomly found an open space, threw the saber aside, and began to practice fists and kicks.

He punched and kicked fiercely. Compared with the simulated fighting not far away, he seemed much calmer, but anyone with sharp eyes could see that every punch and every kick of his , all with the power to crush rocks.

"shave!"

His figure suddenly appeared ten meters away, extremely abrupt, and many people in the field were startled, and then someone noticed that Ander rushed towards a big rock in the field, which was more than three meters high. There are many dents on the big stone, and I don't know how many people use this stone to beat their fists and feet.

"What is he going to do?"

"I don't know, it's amazing. It's the first time I've seen people can use the shaving in the six styles so purely."

Someone started talking, but the next scene made people stare.

"Lan feet!"

Ander kicked out suddenly, and the invisible energy hit the boulder like a wind blade, leaving a shallow groove several centimeters deep on it.

"Finger gun!"

Concentrating on the finger, he poked it out again and again, leaving one hole after another in the big stone.

"Is it possible to use the finger gun as the basis to develop a fist attack move? Just like the Six Kings Gun?"

During this period of time, Ander has gained a clear understanding of his own strength. His current strength is almost equivalent to that of the protagonist group when they first debuted. It is not too strong, but if they enter the great channel, they can also fight. Get some fame.

"Try it."

He tried to condense all his strength on his fists by pointing a gun. This is not difficult to do. The difficult thing is how to maintain it, and then explode.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Ender's fist hit the stone, and stone chips flew all over the place. At the same time, the skin on his hand was scratched and began to bleed.

"It's harder than expected, come again."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Ander punched the boulder, and soon his hands were dripping with blood. If a normal person dared to do this, he would be useless after a few blows, but he was not afraid. With his strong resilience, he He didn't care about such injuries.

"boom!"

"Whoa!"

Ender punched out again, the strength of the fist exploded suddenly, the strength was like a sledgehammer hitting the stone, immediately blasting it into a large piece of debris.

"Huh!? I feel it."

He took a deep breath and started punching again.

At this time, all the people who were simulating fighting in the arena had stopped, staring at him dumbfounded, as if they were looking at a monster.

"So strong, who is he?"

"It's a corporal. It doesn't seem to be someone from our branch. Is it a master transferred from elsewhere?"

"So young."

In the arena, there was a sudden loud shout, followed by a click. Everyone looked for the sound, and saw that the three-meter-high boulder suddenly burst from the middle, and it shattered into more than a dozen pieces at once. Amid the flying crumbs, a figure stood proudly on the spot.

Ender clenched his fists, the pain on the back of his hand stimulated him, but he was quite happy in his heart. Although the new move was just a prototype, the facts told him that it was feasible.

Men chase after power, and men in One Piece world should have power even more.

The people around were stunned, and they couldn't speak. It's not about how powerful Ander is. It's his violence that made the eyelids of the people around him twitch, and he smashed them into pieces with his fists. Very impactful.

Ander expressed contempt for the expressions of the people around him. This group of country people have never seen the world, and they don't know that a strong man like a general can crack the ground with a single punch, and even change the sky. , drizzle.

He stayed in the martial arts field all afternoon, and no one around dared to approach him. The sergeant who brought him here originally wanted to come over and get close to him, but when he saw the momentum of fists and feet cracking stones, he turned his head and left in fright.

In the afternoon, Ander was exhausted from tossing and tossing himself, and then returned to the residence, washed up, and then went to the cafeteria. The soldiers who came and went looked at him in awe. These soldiers know what it means to be strong.

Tall, with a huge amount of activity, and a huge appetite, he ate food for five people alone, and only then did he feel full.

This is not an exaggeration at all, he is a martial arts practitioner, with strong blood, amazing digestion, and the energy needed by his body is far beyond ordinary people, this kind of appetite is nothing at all.

After eating, it was natural to go out for a stroll. He was a guest of the 16th branch, and naturally no one would restrict his freedom, so it was easy to leave the branch station and start walking around the city.

This is the first time he has seen a street scene in another world. This is a city called Satromon, which did not appear in the original book, but since this is the real world, things that did not appear in the cartoon must be still there. There are quite a few, the streets are full of western style, with a modern feeling, and there are many pedestrians, and the nightlife seems to have just begun from this moment.

Ander looked at it strangely, and walked around all the way. Because he was wearing a navy uniform, the people who looked at him had different eyes. And feet.

Ender didn't respond to these gazes at all. He was shopping freely, and even bought two snacks and ate them as he walked. He walked around until dark, and unexpectedly came to the dock area after wandering left and right.

"Uh, lost? Ask someone for directions."

Yes, he got lost, and was about to ask someone to ask the way. Then, under the moonlight and the dim street lights, he found a sneaky figure getting off a boat in front of him. A group of more than ten people led the bags and carried the boxes, and walked carefully. into a building.

Out of curiosity, Ender followed.

(End of this chapter)