There was another loud noise, this time on the other side of the stone wall.

Mo Sen's face remained as usual: "We also need to test the defensive capabilities of this place. Obviously, the texture of this stone is still very hard."

Bang...bang...bang...

When another loud bang echoed through the playground, all the soldiers looked strange.

Mohsen: "..."

How the hell do you ask him to make this up?

In less than ten minutes, he hit the wall 7 or 8 times, and half of the stone wall was covered with traces of his human form.

Especially coming from the highest level of the base office, the figure holding a cigar appearing in a room next to his office made his face darker.

Fuck happiness!

Who said you can feel double happiness as long as you go fast enough?

Come out and see if you don't blow his head off.

There is a double share of happiness, but it all belongs to others!

He could even see the corners of Bai Yangui's mouth raised.

Also, the instructors and soldiers who were training on the playground looked extremely weird, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

Haha, if I can't cure Smoker now, I can't cure you either.

"Today's training has been doubled. I can't even bear this little interference. What if I go to the battlefield and hear the roar of artillery fire?"

It seems that my surprise inspection today is just the right time, otherwise I would not have discovered your problems. Instructors, remember to report the situation to me later.

Don't think about running away, I'll remember you guys."

Instructor and soldier: "..."

Who are we provoking?

I have a saying mmp, but I dare not say it.

…

Okay, let’s bring our eyes back to the current Happy No. 1 Island.

On a desert island, it is difficult for large animals and plants to survive due to the existence of volcanoes, and the view is extremely wide.

At the foot of two ringed volcanoes, a figure kept moving at a very fast speed, so fast that even the wind could not catch up with his shadow.

Bang!!

Suddenly, Mo Sen's figure hit a huge boulder. The boulder, which was larger than Mo Sen's two, seemed to have been used as explosives inside. It shattered suddenly, causing rubble and smoke to fly.

A figure walked out of the smoke, and then a voice came: "Hey, boy Moson, are you okay? Why do I feel like your baby is about to hit his head silly during this time?"

Even if you're not stupid, I feel like I'm going to be knocked stupid by you, can you please stop blocking me in front of you every time?"

A big parrot hovered around Mawson, sounds kept coming out of its mouth, and it looked extremely aggrieved.

Mo Sen cleaned up the smoke and dust on his body and gave the old demon in the sky a blank look: "Nonsense, you are a weapon. If you are not in front, why do you want me to use my skills on my face?

Besides, a man can't say no. Haven't I already done this several times?

Slowly I will master it completely."

Yes, Mawson's practice during this period has been very effective, and he has succeeded several times.

However, it is still far from reaching the point where you can teleport wherever you want.

But the speed was more than doubled compared to his previous improved version of [Shaving].

Of course, the physical energy consumed is also doubled.

In fact, the so-called teleportation is just a relative term, because everyone's strength is different, and the speed they feel will not be the same due to the different strengths of their visual nerves, knowledge, color, and domineering energy.

For example, in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, his improved version of [Shaving] can also be regarded as a teleportation existence, but in the eyes of the top combat power, it is only slightly faster.

To put it in simpler terms, you compete with a 100-meter sprint champion, and then you will think, holy shit, how can you be so fast?

But if you are on a car with a speed of 120 per hour, you will feel that its speed is no more than that. If you are on a high-speed rail, you will feel that its speed is too slow.

This is probably the truth.

The old demon tilted his head and looked at Mawson sideways, expressing doubts about his statement: "You are already fast enough, why do you want to develop such an ability?"

"In all battles, speed is the only thing that cannot be broken. With speed, whether you use it to fight or escape... you can retreat as you please. When the time comes, you can fight or run away, so you are invincible, right?"

A large part of his swordsmanship is speed, and an increase in speed will definitely lead to an improvement in his swordsmanship.

So Mawson's ultimate goal is to enhance this move into a true teleportation.

When the time comes, combined with knife skills, most people can do it in seconds with just one knife.

He has already thought of the name of the move.
Chapter completed!