After facing danger, Wang Mao reflexively pressed his hand on the sword around his waist. The originally trembling hand stopped trembling instantly, and his whole body exuded the sharp aura of the unique Ruishi, and Sun Er stopped instantly.

Sun Er hates all the troops related to Ruiz. There are only two types of troops, one is cannon fodder and the other is a perverted strong man. It is obvious that the old man in front of him is an outrageous strong man. Maybe the other party's eight types of smelting are all from Ruiz, which is very troublesome.

"Sun Er, get out of the way, I'll talk to Brother Wang." When Zhang Yue saw Wang Mao pressing his hand to the hilt of the sword, he remembered who this was. Wasn't this their instructor when he joined Ruishi? Didn't he say he was hacked to death by the Western Liang Iron Cavalry? It turned out that he was still alive.

Sun Er glanced at Zhang Yue, nodded, turned around and left, and persuaded Mao to persuade him that there are several talents in this world, regardless of your age or strength, and the old man on the other side might have been able to sharpen the sword that had been sharpened for fifty years, and the sword in his heart and the sword in his hand reached the extreme.

People are always a little older, but their lethality is still very outrageous.

Sun Er's strength takes action, and the old man dies. This is not an enemy, so please.

"You are..." Wang Mao looked at Zhang Yue with a familiar look, then patted his head, remembering, "I am old and can't remember anything. I should have taken you."

"Yes, Brother Wang, you taught us when you joined Ruishi." Zhang Yue bowed and received it. At this time, he was really serious, no longer as hip-hop as before.

"Oh, you're that one 15." Wang Mao remembered that he taught a bunch of rexes, and only one melon drew the first 15 version. As a result, he couldn't hold the sword as soon as he opened the high frequency of the oscillation all day long.

Zhang Yue's lips twitched, but he was still a little relieved. The brother could still know himself. Although it was a bit embarrassing, it was a good thing to know him. As expected, for the coach, there were only those who practiced more and the best guys, who could remember them.

"I admire you very much for living until now." Wang Mao thought for a while and said honestly.

"Hahaha..." When Zhang Yue heard this, he pulled out his 40-pound manganese steel hard and brittle straight knife from the scabbard on his back, and then held the handle of the knife with both hands, facing Wang Mao. There was nothing extra to say, but when he held the knife with both hands, the cold sweat on Wang Mao's forehead involuntarily seeped out.

"Brother Wang, you are still old. Twenty years ago, you will definitely be able to tear it apart." Zhang Yue said calmly to Wang Mao. The moment he held the knife in both hands, Wang Mao was directly suppressed by his momentum. This was what Wang Mao gave to him, and the power of his mind and will was also condensed as a weapon.

Wang Mao's face was calm. He watched Zhang Yue's hand that was originally pressed on the hilt of the sword slowly retract, and his fingers began to tremble. Zhang Yue put his sword away and slashed at the ground, leaving a huge gap like the sword energy, and then returned to the sheath to look at Wang Mao.

"You have become so much stronger." Wang Mao looked at Zhang Yue with a little silence. The other party might be stronger than when he was the same age.

"Well, but I still have to thank Brother Wang for his teaching back then." Zhang Yue bowed the knife and bowed to Wang Mao, "If you were young, I would definitely not stop you, but you are too old, 67 years old, and Ruishi's sword with a sword, which sword can you swing?"

Zhang Yue even suspected that Wang Mao was fully blooming, and he might be able to integrate his energy and spirit, and he would die after he cut off Wang Mao. Zhang Yue did not doubt that Wang Mao's lethality, and the destructive power of the Ruishi is not very effective. This thing depends on the mind and will, but when he is old, his body functions cannot keep up, and he will die.

The veterans who came to follow Liu Bei in this battle knew that they wanted fewer casualties. They were all backbone in the Central Plains, and Wang Mao was also the same. The veterans of the Eighth Level Smelting did not mention actual combat. This experience is not a joke.

Staying in the Central Plains is the foundation, and dying on the battlefield is not worth it. Moreover, with Wang Mao’s age, Zhang Yue and others are worried that the other party will be injured on the battlefield and will not be able to survive.

"Taiwei, sorry, I'm sorry for you." Wang Mao sighed and bowed to Liu Bei, "I originally thought I was quite powerful, but the result..."

"No, no, no, you have a more suitable place. Teach more veterans who have just retired from the army to melt their talents in Mount Tai. It is more important than others." Liu Bei said with a smile. He did not want these veterans to lose on the battlefield of the Ganges.

Wang Mao was obviously a little lonely when he left, but he was trying to cheer up. He knew that Zhang Yue and others were right. His problem was not whether he was strong or not. As a sharp man, he was still stronger than most of the veterans under Liu Bei's command, but his body could not withstand the damage.

Others may be shot by an arrow, and if they are taken off, they will be fine. If they are shot by an arrow, they may need to be carried away after they are bleeding. This is the horror of time.

"No wonder the Central Imperial Guard said that it was smelting and the right way. There was no upper limit, but there was not enough time. The eighth level was smelting." After Wang Mao left, some veterans said in a sigh.

From a certain perspective, the Imperial Guards are indeed without limits. As long as you keep mastering talents and smelting talents, your quality will continue to increase, and your skills will continue to grow and develop in all aspects.

But the problem is that smelting takes time. As you get older, even if you melt your talent, the improvement you bring will not be able to keep up with your natural decline in your body during the period of smelting your talent. The intersection of these two curves is actually the limit.

Although smelting can ensure that this time point is slowed down to a certain extent, the time provided will not be too long, so aging is inevitable.

"I think it is necessary for me to find a way to break through the internal energy and leave the body." Sun Er looked at Wang Mao's departure back, as if he had seen his own future. After all, a person like Wang Mao may not be invincible in the past, but also close to invincible. As a result, he was destroyed by time.

"I won, I will give them a pass to the Shen Township. Anyway, I just use the accumulation of Shen Township to make breakthroughs. There should be many of them who can make breakthroughs." After hearing Sun Er's words, Liu Bei spoke to Chen Xi and suggested.

"This is no problem. At that time, those among these people who have reached the peak of Qi training and Gang can be sent to try to break through." Chen Xi nodded and said, "If they can break through the internal Qi and leave the body, their strength will be further strengthened."

By the way, Chen Xi looked at Sun Er. If Sun Er could break through the internal energy and leave the body, he might have the ultimate combat power that was close to the internal energy and leave the body on the spot.
Chapter completed!