The strongest healer

Chapter 191 Mental Weapon

Lu Li rolled her eyes: "...Are you a single-celled organism? Is the point I'm talking about about the backpack? It's about strength, strength!"

"Oh..." Song Shi looked like he suddenly realized, "It's strength..."

His tone changed and he asked, "Then if you don't improve your own strength, why are you staring at me every day? Yesterday, you looked at me with such a weird smile."

Lu Li: "?!"

She was anxious and hurriedly explained, "I laugh, I laugh because, because..."

Because she wanted to be on good terms with Song Shi, she suddenly had the stupid idea of ​​following Song Shi as an example, and then she stupidly smiled at Song Shi.

She stammered and couldn't speak.

Do you want to explain it this way now?

impossible.

Take the Song Dynasty as an example? !
Shit!

She must have been overly excited and short-circuited because she was ranked No. 1 in the group.

"I injured the nerves in the corners of my mouth during a fight with others, and the twitching occurred out of my control. Don't think too much about how I could smile at you."

Poor cover-up, awkward guy, Song Shi didn't bother to expose her, and said lazily: "I know, you didn't smile at me, take a step first, see you later."

After saying that, Song Shi picked up speed, passed Lu Li, and climbed towards the top of the mountain.

……

After two hours of weight-bearing running, everyone returned to the training ground, took off their weight-bearing backpacks, and started the next set of training plans as a team.

In the originally empty training ground, a row of metal racks was placed next to the chief instructor in front of the formation. Various weapons were placed on the racks. Song Shi knew that they were all on them, and most of them were from Song Dynasty. Never seen before.

All cold weapons.

"Starting today, we will conduct special weapons training, aiming to find the most suitable weapons for you. We will use this as a basis to customize special spiritual weapons for you in the sophomore year." The chief instructor said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, cheers spread from the team.

Mental weapons can easily separate the skin and flesh of alien beasts and cut off bones, and are far more lethal than ordinary thermal weapons.

Having a spiritual weapon means that you are not far away from going to the battlefield and killing strange beasts.

In the queue, a boy with a square face heard the news and said foolishly: "The violent system without mental weapons is incomplete. Without the existence of the violent system, mental weapons cannot exert their own killing effect. We Mutual achievement.”

"The outside world puts us on par with the warriors. Those politicians elevate the status of the warriors because of their loyalty, promote them as representing all the good qualities of the Federation, and regard the warriors as the 'superior' awakening direction of the federation. "

"In fact, the warrior system will never be able to compete with us."

"High-quality spiritual weapons are made from the bones, armor, teeth and other solid body parts of alien beasts. They contain the will and soul of the alien beasts that contributed their bodies, and they will last forever."

"The dull nerves of warriors cannot sense the wild beasts contained in spiritual weapons. They cannot resonate with the weapons. They cannot exert the maximum effect of the weapons. We can."

"Those politicians who gave the warrior-type the right to use precious alien beast materials and spiritual weapons have no idea how much they are wasting their natural resources."

The more the boy talked, the more excited he became. His eyeballs protruded, his cheeks turned red, he waved his fists, and the surrounding people reacted strongly.

Song Dynasty did not make a statement.

She doesn't know as much as the other person.

For example, there was a connection between the violent system and weapons made by alien beasts. This was the first time she had heard of this.

She only knew that spiritual weapons made of alien beast materials were rare and could only be used by high-level violent types.

There is generally no hope for people below S level.

The S-level itself is also very high, and it all depends on the number of strange beasts hunted by the previous Awakening teams.

Warrior type, bone armor type, and spiritual weapons that also require raw materials from alien beasts, so the quota within the violent type is limited and has always been tight.

The raw materials for most of the mental weapons that can be used in the violent system are ordinary metals.

During the manufacturing process, the machine-assisted manufacturing system injects soul—spiritual power.

Psychic weapons made of exotic beast materials are rare, and ordinary psychic weapons are not so easy to obtain.

A berserk type can only customize one weapon in his lifetime. If it is lost or destroyed, it will not be specially customized for you. You can only restart the weapon of the senior who has retired or passed away.

Of course, significant contributions are another matter.

"Quiet."

The queue was so noisy that the instructor's voice was drowned out. Unbearable, the instructor raised his voice and shouted loudly. The queue gradually became quiet.

"Randomly match, pair up in pairs, choose the weapons you have used, and let me see your background."

After the chief instructor finished speaking, a group message was sent to everyone's optical brain.

Song Shi clicked in, and there were strange names changing behind her name.

Three seconds later, the name was frozen.

Her opponent's information matched.

Wang Yihu.

Familiar name.

The guy in the mirror maze who knelt down and begged her for mercy.

At the same time, in the front row of the queue, Wang Yihu's knees weakened when he saw that his opponent was Song Shi, and he almost fell to his knees.

He couldn't believe it, his head was extremely dizzy, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't breathe, and he pinched himself urgently.

why?
Why is it Song Dynasty again?
What grudge? What complaint?
"Huzi, what's wrong with you? Why do you look like this?" His companion stretched his neck in concern.

Rather than being concerned, it’s better to watch the fun.

"Who did you match?"

Wang Yihu struggled to say two words, "Song Dynasty."

"Uh... do you still remember the scene where she smashed Zhang Wenjing's head into pieces?"

Wang Yihu was sweating on his forehead and wanted to laugh, but couldn't: "Remember..."

Wasn't he also shot in the head by Song Shi?

But the surveillance video was not released.

He didn't tell anyone else either.

"So what do you want to say?" he asked his companion.

"I wish you good luck." His companion said with a suppressed smile.

Wang Yihu: ...It doesn’t matter if I don’t live.

……

In order to save time, twenty groups competed at the same time.

Each instructor serves as a referee for a group.

The chief instructor moves between different groups.

Song Shi was the second group to go up.

The ninth group of the second batch.

The referee is a beautiful blonde instructor.

In Song Dynasty, he first went to the weapons rack to choose weapons.

Wang Yihu walked forward as if he was willing to die generously, keeping a distance of two meters from Song Shi and choosing the weapon he wanted to use.

He had been secretly glancing at Song Shi's movements from the corner of his eye. To see what she chose, he had to suppress her with his weapon.

Song Shi hesitated between daggers and many types of broadswords.

Song Shi picked up the dagger and made two gestures.

Wang Yihu prayed in his heart: Just choose this, just choose this, I am good at this, and there is still hope of winning...

Song Shi put down the dagger.

Wang Yihu:?

To deal with strange beasts, it is better to choose a more powerful weapon, Song Shi thought.

She walked toward a row of large knives of different lengths, weights, and styles.

Finally, under Wang Yihu's expectant gaze, he pulled out a long knife that was one meter long and four fingers wide, and returned to the fighting position.