Chapter 474: Nine Forms Beyond the Limits of the Human Body? (Two in One)
(Two chapters in one, 4500 words chapter.)
"Yes, does it look lively and energetic?"
Falcon said quite proudly.
"I can only say it's average."
After the words fell, the man with the bloody tooth mask turned around and left.
"The one on the left is a swamp, and the one on the right is a wizard. His temperament is a little weird. Xiaofan, don't mind."
The scene seemed to cool down, and the mature and beautiful Aunt Long turned her head and whispered to Mu Fan.
Mu Fan shook his head, "No."
Falcon laughed awkwardly and looked at Mu Fan: "The wizard is the number one think tank on our ship, not a Federation human. He has always been like this. Just get used to it."
The beret pointed at the feminine man over there and introduced: "Swamp is the weapon controller of the Flying Dragon. The ultimate authority of many weapons of the Flying Dragon is in his hands. When you charge, Swamp is definitely the one you can most trust."
backing."
Mu Fan nodded politely: "Hello, senior."
With such an unfriendly opening, it created a bit of embarrassment in the originally joyful atmosphere.
After passing through the two decks again, the distance between the front and back of the space began to be significantly compressed.
Mu Fan knew in his heart that he was entering the bridge.
However, from the completion of the construction to the first battle of my Dawn Battleship, I did not have the opportunity to observe it carefully. Thinking about it now, I can't help but feel a little regretful.
"If you go up further, you will enter the control area of the battleship. You have not yet taken the pilot assessment of the Big Thunder Owl, so you can only be considered as a candidate for the Feilong, and you are not qualified to enter. In this way, Tyrannosaurus, you take Mu Fan to it first
We will rest in the room and we will inform you later after we have discussed it.”
Speaking of the latter, Falcon looked at "Aunt Long" over there and said.
This time, Aunt Long did not object to the title Tyrannosaurus, but just nodded.
After finishing speaking, Falcon's eyes were full of scrutiny, "Boy, from the moment you speak, you should understand the weight of these words. There is no regret medicine here, so be prepared."
Mu Fan slowly clenched his fists and nodded calmly.
"Since you have spoken, if you die...it will be mine."
The Falcon over there raised his eyebrows, what a strong fighting spirit and belief!
"Tyrannosaurus, come over after settling down Mu Fan and discuss with the team."
Mu Fan followed the beautiful Aunt Long who exuded a mature aura towards the fleet rest cabin. After finding the room and entering, when Aunt Long was about to leave, this beautiful mature woman thought for a while and looked at Mu Fan lovingly.
"Xiao Fan, I don't know why, the wizard didn't like you from the beginning, and strongly opposed your joining the S team. If you really want to join, the resistance you will encounter will be much greater than imagined. The lunatic has only done this for so many years.
By accepting a disciple like you, I hope you will live up to his reputation, but I also don’t want you to lose your life because of it."
"If you feel that the resistance is too great to pass and you can survive the failure, you can ask to withdraw from the assessment."
At the end of the sentence, Aunt Long's eyes already had a hint of intolerance, "Even if the pilots of Big Thunder Owl pass the test, they are still using their lives to fly this mecha. Before the madman, all the pilots... were dead.
"
"I shouldn't have said so much. You should think about it carefully. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
After saying that, he was ready to turn around and leave.
However, at this moment, a calm "Aunt Long" from behind made her pause and turn her head to look at Mu Fan again.
"Aunt Long."
Mu Fan's words came from the bottom of his heart. He did not see the violent side of this "tyrannosaurus". Instead, it was the care and love of a master's mother for her disciples.
In his intuition, the mature and beautiful female officer in front of him was full of care and love for him.
Since he still has such a relationship with the unscrupulous bald instructor, Mu Fan doesn't need to worry so much about what he says.
"I have a question."
"Say." The female officer who should be Mu Fan's wife spoke up.
"If I pass the assessment, can I not join Team S?"
Mu Fan's eyes did not contain that kind of conflict of emotions, but only the depth of an adult.
He is already eighteen years old, and he has experienced many major events that others may never imagine.
After the question was uttered, Mu Fan could see that the fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes of the prospective master opposite him had deepened a bit.
"Tell me the reason. I can see that it's not because of what happened just now. Do you dislike the conditions of the Feilong?" Obviously, even with the wisdom of Tyrannosaurus, it is impossible to guess what Mu Fan is thinking at this moment, because Mu Fan
The unshakable light in his eyes looked so dazzling at the moment.
"No, the conditions of the Feilong are very good, so good that I can't refuse."
"Then you have other plans, but you have to know that if you didn't rely on your status as the successor of Big Thunder Owl, you would have no chance of coming to Feilong. As for your question, if you pass the assessment and become Big Thunder Owl
If you are the official successor pilot, then you must belong to the Flying Dragon." Aunt Long's eyes were equally serious. She needed to get a definite answer from Mu Fan, not those ambiguities.
Mu Fan tilted his head and listened carefully to the words on the other side. After thinking for a while, he replied: "You mean the Feilong is bound to the Thunder Owl, not the pilot of the S team bound to the Thunder Owl?"
"Not exactly. As long as you are still the pilot of Big Thunder Owl, then you must at least become a non-staff member of Team S. Non-staff personnel do not enjoy core treatment and core secrets, and can have certain freedoms. But Big Thunder Owl is indeed a member of the team.
Owned by the Flying Dragon."
Mu Fan nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Aunt Long with bright eyes: "Just because I call you Aunt Long, I won't make the teacher and you lose face. It's just that I hope to form my own group in the future."
Team, I have this friend of my own, and what I want is to fight with them."
"So... the conditions of the Flying Dragon may not be suitable for me."
At this moment, Mu Fan's words made the second think tank of the Flying Dragon opposite him feel in a daze.
The look in the guy's eyes was even more proud and unruly than that of Ruan Xiongfeng, whom he first met at that time.
That is strong confidence in yourself.
"If you pass the assessment and are willing to become a non-staff member, then the freedom you have includes forming your own team. However, you are strictly prohibited from leaking the secrets about Team S and the Flying Dragon. But the prerequisite for all this is that you pass
Assessment!"
"Thank you Aunt Long, I'll wait for your news."
Behind his back, Mu Fan made a fist with his right hand and squeezed it quietly.
There is no failure in his dictionary!
Without seeing the look in Mu Fan's eyes, just hearing these words sounded like a young man's conflict of temperament, which sounded ridiculous and absurd.
However, Tyrannosaurus saw Mu Fan's determination and strong self-confidence.
So she relayed these words intact to the discussion among the members of the Flying Dragon.
"He must have his reasons for saying that, but my objection is not because I don't like him, but because of his age restriction. If ten years are added to his age, and if he passes the assessment normally, then his experience and
Experience, I don’t have any reason to object. But, in his mind now, does he understand the meaning of everything he will do in the future?”
"Justice cannot be spoken, and the truth cannot be seen with the eyes. When his ideas run counter to the members, do you still want to see a second traitor?"
The wizard wearing a blood-colored tooth mask looked at everyone with indifferent eyes.
"You didn't see the look in his eyes. He didn't long to join the Flying Dragon. He seemed to just want to prove that Madman Ruan's choice... was not wrong."
The mature and beautiful Aunt Long over there shook her head and adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses.
"It's really interesting. If you're right about Tyrannosaurus, then this kid's spikes are no worse than those of the lunatic back then. But why do I like it so much?"
The long diagonal scar on Falcon's face was dancing, but the corner of his mouth holding a cigar was smiling.
"I still hold an objection. We don't need to recruit this kind of person, let alone waste time on assessment. I can mentally hypnotize him and erase his memory tonight." A strange magic weapon appeared in the wizard's palm.
Triangular metal silver label.
"How dare you!" Tyrannosaurus raised his eyebrows angrily and said in a deep voice.
The two major think tanks openly turned against each other during internal discussions, which prevented other members from participating at all.
"Okay, now that the assessment process has been started, let's follow the process and put other things on hold for now." Falcon finally spoke and set the tone.
“Let’s discuss the first step of testing and select the planned physical limit testing locations.”
"The think tank proposed that the second step be advanced. If we are eliminated in this round, there will be no need to test it."
"Why don't you advance the last step! Wizard, you are going too far to target a junior like this." The Tyrannosaurus rex slapped the alloy platform hard and stood up.
"The first and second steps do not conflict, so my proposal is correct."
"you!"
Seeing that a new round of quarrel was coming, Falcon picked up his pistol and fired a shot above his head.
After the bullet continuously bounced off the irregular but hard alloy ceiling, it finally fell into the trash can next to it, making a clanging sound.
"Grandma, please stop arguing."
In the smoke rising from the cigar, Falcon slammed the pistol on the table.
"Start the extreme nine-position trial! Pass with more than 60% movement perfection rate within 12 hours!"
Tyrannosaurus's eyes were filled with joy, but Falcon's next words made her heart skip a beat.
"After passing the test, conduct a laser channel penetration test, and the cutting standard is set with reference to the 60% action completion rate."
"There is no word "simulation"?" The woman's eyes clenched her fists tightly.
"No, there has never been a weakling in the history of Team S." Falcon pressed the cigar into the ashtray.
"Second."
The wizard's voice was calm with a hint of satisfaction.
…
Finally, an hour later, the ship's sky message sounded in the rest cabin.
Mu Fan, who was sitting quietly on the bed with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, and there was a bright light in his eyes.
Is it finally coming?
His eyes were calm as he looked at the portrait floating on the ship's sky message.
Falcon's eyes held the unique ferocity of a soldier, and the scar across his eye looked extremely ferocious in the smoke.
After seeing Mu Fan, his hoarse voice sounded:
"Boy Mu Fan, follow the guards at the door to the command room. Within the next twelve hours, you need to pass the first test. At the same time, you must remember that this test... will kill people."
There was no trace of teasing in Falcon's eyes now, and all that stern warning was reflected in Mu Fan's eyes.
However, Mu Fan was not afraid at all, and smiled softly: "Okay."
Soon Mu Fan appeared in the command room followed by a guard.
The command room at the moment felt quite like the Knights of the Round Table, but there were only seven people sitting around the long conference table.
When he entered and became the eighth person in the room, the door to the command room closed gently.
"Mu Fan, an hour has passed. You should have thought about it. But I have made it clear just now. There is no regret medicine."
Mu Fan looked at the group of people in front of him with a smile. He saw the worry in Aunt Long's eyes and knew in his heart that this first test might not be solved so easily.
However, he said calmly: "I will never regret anything I promised. Also, if I die, it will be mine."
No one made a sound, only the sound of even breathing.
Finally the sound of the falcon broke the calm.
"In this case, you can start the first step of the assessment. Next, you will be exposed to the country's most top physical movements. This is the essence of what the military has summarized from countless actual battles in order to cultivate super soldiers.
The essence, we call it the Nine Ultimate Styles."
"Every trainer who enters the Feilong will go through this step, because this will greatly delay your mortality on the battlefield."
"What you have to do today is to practice the nine extreme poses in the environment we provide. You only have twelve hours. After twelve hours, we will evaluate your movements. Completion of 60% will be considered a success in the initial evaluation.
The first step of the final assessment will be conducted.”
"If the standard level of action is less than 60%, it will be recorded as a failure in the evaluation and eliminated."
"The time is now 18 o'clock. You will be assessed for 12 consecutive hours. The starting time is determined by yourself. It can be done at any time within these 24 hours. You can take the assessment tomorrow morning after taking a rest now."
Until now, Falcon has not mentioned what the first step of the final assessment will be after the initial assessment is successful...
Naturally, Mu Fan didn't know that this was what his Aunt Long was worried about.
Falcon has actually taken good care of him. If he fails the initial assessment in the first step, he will basically not die, and he can also exit the assessment normally.
It's just that Mu Fan's mind was not focused on this at all, and he didn't think deeply about the details in Falcon's words.
He had an intuition in his heart...
Why does this extreme nine postures always sound inexplicably familiar?
"No, just do it now."
Mu Fan frowned. His time was precious. He had set a time in his mind for Donahue to be within 48 hours, and one-third of it had already passed.
He never wanted to delay revenge.
"The young man is terrible, Tank, take him to the trial room."
The heavy-set Tank grunted, and stood up with his burly body, motioning for Mu Fan to follow him.
Mu Fan stood up, looked at everyone in the command room, then turned and left.
The thick alloy door behind him closed. After Mu Fan followed the big tank into the elevator, he landed on the penultimate deck.
"Here, this is the trial room. The movements of the extreme nine postures will be demonstrated three-dimensionally through the three-dimensional light curtain inside. At the same time, there is mechanical contact equipment in the trial room, and posture correction will be forcibly performed. Regarding the first learning, I will and the light
I will give you a synchronous demonstration on the screen. If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Mu Fan entered the huge trial room alone, which was more than eight meters high and covered an area of more than a thousand square meters.
Stand firm, stand still.
A three-dimensional light curtain suddenly shot out in front of Mu Fan's eyes.
At the same time, instructions on the nine extreme forms of top physical skills came from the speakers above the head.
But when Mu Fan heard the first sentence, his expression became strange.
[Extreme Nine Postures: Physical techniques that go beyond the limits of the body and are very learnable. The root of the Nine Postures comes from exploring the limits of the body, and then by constantly tempering one's body and strength, the Nine Postures use more than half of the muscles in the human body.
However, ordinary people cannot perform actions at all, thus truly surpassing the limit!】
"If you can truly master more than half of the nine extreme moves, it will greatly improve the practitioner's battlefield survival rate."
"The first action is to tilt the gyro forward."
"Second movement, reverse bone folding."
…
As the movements and explanations appeared in the light curtain, Mu Fan finally formed... another picture in his mind.
There was only one person in that picture, and that was his real mentor, the instructor who once went by the pseudonym "The Fighter"—Mohanda.
And Mohanda once gave him the essence of what he had learned throughout his life.