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Chapter Eleven This is a Broken Man

Xu Sanlang, the Hou of Qu Jun, who watched the whole process, burst into laughter. He had long been optimistic about Wang Qi's potential, but now he only values ​​it more.

At the same time, he also discovered a problem through this incident... There are not many people in the army with excellent shooting skills, but there are almost no one who can see things clearly like Wang Qi in the dusk and sky.

This is because although there are many hunters in this archer song, most hunters will choose to bring them back to exchange for food with the landlords after hunting... The meat of a prey can only be eaten once or twice, but the food can be eaten for many days.

After all, most hunters can only rely on traps to capture some small and medium-sized prey.

Unlike Wang Qi's house... he once saw the tiger tearing with his own eyes.

However, for this sharpshooting camp that had not yet formed an army, Xu Sanlang understood how high his expectations were for his lieutenant Lin.

This night blindness disease is also a detail that must be carefully targeted, otherwise no matter how well these soldiers are trained, they will not be able to perform such tasks.

Xu Sanlang didn't have any good ideas about this for the time being, but just wrote down the details and waited until he met with Master Lin before giving advice.

...

At night, in the fifty-person tent, the new sergeant Wang Qi couldn't fall asleep.

There were snoring around him, which made him very upset.

However, the rules of the military camp were impossible to let him live alone, and he could not even sleep and go out for a walk, so he could only stay near the barracks...

At this moment, the arm of a person next to him suddenly flicked and put it on his stomach... Such days were unbearable, and he felt that his patience had reached its limit.

Just then, I heard next to me...

"Puff~~Puff~"

The voice is quite 'tranquil'.

"no!"

He pushed the man's arm away and sat up.

He only felt that the tent was filled with turbid air of fifty people, which could kill him.

When he was staying with Wang Dashan, he was almost nervous because of the guy's snoring. Later, he forced Wang Dashan to build a wooden house for him to live a life of just as much as possible.

Now……

He found that he underestimated the difficulty of life in the military camp, and first of all, he couldn't get through the sleeping level.

So he simply got up and walked outside the tent...

At this time, the outside of the camp was bright and the stars were shining. The air was fresh and comfortable.

His irritable nerves finally relieved.

When I came outside, because it was not during wartime, there was almost no night patrol.

He simply sat down cross-legged beside the camp, and then closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation.

Although he was originally very novel in practicing Qi, he was more of the homework that he had to complete under the pressure of Wang Dashan.

But now, this has become his only option to pass the long night.

In the future, if he has more night patrols, he will inevitably suffer a lot of interference when meditating and practicing Qi in this military camp... Now, he can only just live by the way.

The only solution may be to be promoted to the garrison leader as soon as possible... Only the garrison leader who manages 100 people is qualified to have his own independent tent.

Fortunately, the practice of Qi is also very good. Originally, there were relatively strict time requirements for the practice of "Shaoyang Qi", and only the practice during the early morning period was the best, especially at sunrise.

But after his "Yi Yang Sheng" this restriction seemed to disappear, and the cultivation effect was good at any time.

So he patiently polished his internal energy and accumulated slowly.

When he first refined his internal energy, he was excitedly asked Wang Dashan how mysterious this internal energy is, and whether it is possible to release a golden dragon from a distance?

Wang Dashan gave him a ruthless moment at that time...

Later, Wang Qi learned that the internal energy in this world can be very mysterious but also very ordinary.

If the strong are strong and the spirit is solid, they can pass through the air without any problem.

The weak will be weak and the air will be dispersed, which can only strengthen the body.

The above strengths and weaknesses are all used to describe warriors...

There are also sorcerers who use qi to pursue the Taoist sect.

There are also children of Confucianism who have a strong internal energy in their hearts.

And the mysterious wizard...

Finally, there is the Taoist sect that hides in famous mountains and rivers and often appears in shock.

...

With countless mysterious thoughts and possibilities in his mind, Wang Qi worked harder and harder.

But in the end he had to return to reality.

Because the mosquitoes flying around in autumn began to provoke his other limit of tolerance...

At first he wanted to concentrate on practicing qi and ignore these interferences, but when these mosquitoes were flying in his ears, they kept making 'buzzing' sounds...

He became irritated.

Especially when he felt that there seemed to be a mosquito on him... Wang Qi's mentality was a little exploding.

He completely gave up on his cultivation of restoring internal energy and tried to control energy with his mind, so as to turn qi into force to bounce these small things in the place.

This point was a bit difficult at first. Often, the mosquitoes had already absorbed their blood and had already flew away, and their internal energy was running to the corresponding place.

But he was not discouraged, but as if he had found a new toy, he kept trying to make his internal energy arrive in time and turn it into a force to attack...

He tried it many times, and finally found the trick that was so inspiring that he began to make rapid progress.

The mosquito fell on his body and was shocked by an internal force in his body as soon as it fell to the ground without knowing life and death.

He found fun, so he took off the cloth clothes he wore when he was sleeping, and exposed his upper body naked to the bite of mosquitoes, and then began to try the fun of constantly guiding internal forces to shock the mosquitoes.

At first, it might be for fun, but then he found that this was actually a kind of cultivation.

Under this practice, he is becoming more and more familiar with the operation of moving internal energy and bursting out power... Especially when there are too many mosquitoes, four or five may fall at the same time, so he must shake one of them at the fastest speed.

However, this is not the accumulation of internal energy, but rather a kind of polishing practice, which has considerable losses.

His internal energy has only been cultivated in the past ten years of hard work. If he is a warrior, he can only be regarded as a young hero in the martial arts world.

In theory, the continuous use of internal gasification force to knock down mosquitoes is definitely a huge loss for a young man who is just starting out... But he was addicted to this, as if there was no internal gas loss at all.

This is still the benefit of "Yiyang Sheng".

His internal energy is no longer generated by himself, as if during his breathing, the essence in the external void will be breathed into his body and then turned into himself.

He had fun here, but he didn't expect the sky to gradually brighten...

His Wu team led the first to get up from the tent and was solving personal problems outside... Suddenly, he found Wang Qi who was staying in a corner of the tent.

But at this time, the young man who had attracted the attention of all the middle and low-level officers was extremely miserable. He was covered in lumps bitten by mosquitoes, and he couldn't even look at his face!

"!"

Team Wu shook for a while and almost peed on his feet.

He scolded with some anger: "You kid aren't sleeping in the tent, why are you doing outside?"

Then Wang Qi opened his eyes in a daze... It turned out that he fell asleep while practicing.

He said: "There are many people inside and I can't sleep."

What is this a bad habit...or, why are there so many bad habits in this a bad habit?
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