sjar Chapter 362: Now that Old Deng has laid down, how can young people still rely on him for support?
Chapter 362: Now that Old Deng has laid down, how can young people still rely on him for support?
"what?!"
Minister Xuanwu was stunned for a long time.
I thought I had heard it wrong.
What fighter?
Others were also a little confused.
Minister Baihu was the first to react and thought of the recent turmoil on the Internet.
He couldn't help but come to Ye Shutong's side, staring blankly at a fighter jet that appeared out of nowhere in the sky.
Although there is no logo of the Bureau of Special Abilities printed on this fighter jet, they have studied the Bureau for many years and are familiar with its latest equipment. They can tell at a glance that this is a fighter jet developed by the Bureau.
"Is this a fighter jet from the Superpower Bureau?"
Minister Baihu nudged Ye Shutong with his arm and said, "Xiao Ye, when I asked you before, didn't you say that those things on the Internet were all framed by the Supernatural Bureau?"
"Yes."
Ye Shutong said calmly, "There's no logo of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers printed on this plane. How can you just say it's a plane of the Bureau of Supernatural Powers?"
"Where did she come from?"
"I don't know." Ye Shutong thought for a moment and said, "Maybe I picked it up by chance when I was out playing."
"..."
This is the latest fighter jet developed by the Bureau of Superpowers. It is said to be very powerful and can cooperate with the superpowers of various superpower users. It is equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon!
It can also fight intelligently, which is equivalent to a top-grade spiritual weapon with a spirit!
Among those old guys in the Chinese Psychic Bureau, there are also many experts in refining equipment.
However, no one has ever combined it with thermal weapons, and basically no one in modern times can refine high-quality spiritual weapons with spirits. Everyone uses spiritual weapons passed down from ancient times.
Everyone within the Psychic Bureau is very wary of the supernatural equipment developed by the Supernatural Bureau. After all, they can't always rely on old capital and use the spiritual weapons passed down by their ancestors.
Some people in the Psychic Power Bureau have recently begun to try to research thermal weapons activated by spiritual power, but the results are not very good.
Minister Baihu saw the fighter planes circling in the sky, thought for a moment and said, "Although the supernatural equipment of the Supernatural Bureau is powerful, it is still incomparable to the high-quality spiritual weapons passed down by our ancestors.
The bronze mace in the hands of the Xuanwu brother is a top-grade spiritual weapon handed down from the Zhou Dynasty, and he has also cultivated the Dharma image. I am afraid that Qinglong is not his opponent, let alone this little girl. "
Ye Shutong raised his head and said nothing.
She was observing Jiang Nanxi's fighter jet and vaguely saw several golden talismans on the fuselage.
She recognized this kind of talisman; she had seen it on Jiang Nanxi's new weapons.
So this fighter jet should have been modified by Jiang Nanxi himself, right?
Just as he thought of this, Ye Shutong heard Minister Baihu say again, "Xiaoye, this little girl in your department has good talent, even Phoenix Fire recognizes her as its master, but she is still a little young.
She competed with the Xuanwu brothers, but without the Phoenix Fire, she had no chance of winning.
She even dared to suggest not using the Phoenix Fire. She is so young and impetuous that she doesn't know her place!
Does she think that things from abroad are the best? That's not necessarily true. The best thing in China is still the cultivation method. Brother Xuanwu has cultivated the Xuanwu Dharma Image, and this fighter plane can't stop it at all."
Ye Shutong glanced at him and said, "It's not a fighter from the Superpower Bureau. She made it herself."
"what?"
Minister Baihu's expression froze.
What?
Can you make this thing yourself?
Before he could digest this information, huge waves rose on the sea again. Minister Xuanwu, holding a bronze mace in his hand and stepping on the Xuanwu Dharma image, soared into the air and turned into a water whirlwind to attack the fighter jets.
"A fighter from the Superpower Bureau?"
Minister Xuanwu looked at the fighter planes in the sky and said disdainfully, "How dare you take out such junk? Do you know why no one in the Psychic Bureau uses such thermal weapons?
Because the crap that the Bureau of Superpowers has researched, no matter how advanced the technology is, can't compare to the spiritual weapons refined by our ancestors!
What's more, we have the most advanced cultivation techniques. In the face of absolute strength, this fighter jet is nothing but a piece of scrap metal no matter how powerful it is!"
Although some people within the Psychic Power Bureau are researching the combination of spiritual power and new weapons, most monks still look down on this new combination.
Minister Xuanwu is one of them.
Jiang Nanxi's spiritual awareness is so strong that he can hear what Minister Xuanwu is saying even inside the fighter jet.
She put one hand in her pocket and controlled the fighter with the other hand, and said nonchalantly on the fighter's radio, "Old Deng, times have changed, don't you understand?
No wonder you can't beat Meisel, because you are all too arrogant and old-fashioned, you know?
If you ask me, all of you old masters who are over a hundred years old should go abroad for further studies, learn their advanced technology and then come back to improve your equipment refining technology. Only in this way can the development of the Psychic Bureau get better and better.
An old man from Country M is still running for president in his seventies. He is younger than you but more ambitious than you. Yet you are over a hundred years old and are starting to lie down. How can you feel embarrassed?
I really don’t understand how you can sleep at your age! If you all lie down, how can we young people rely on our parents?”
"...?"
Minister Xuanwu sneered and said, "You think you are qualified to teach me how to do things? Wait until you survive!"
There was a loud bang.
The huge basalt made of water flow opened its huge mouth of the abyss and swallowed the fighter jet in the air directly.
next second.
The water flow turned into a rapidly rotating vortex, with gusts of wind in the vortex. The powerful energy was enough to grind all the planes into powder.
Minister Xuanwu, holding a bronze mace, landed safely on the deck from mid-air and looked coldly at the whirlpool on the sea.
He raised his chin, glanced at Ye Shutong with contempt and said, "No one can survive in this vortex, go back and prepare for her funeral.
As for the bet between me and her, it can only be fulfilled by you. I hope you can do what you say. From now on, the Suzaku tribe will not be able to participate in internal competitions!"
Ye Shutong didn't say anything.
She was still looking at the vortex in the distance.
Faintly, she saw a dazzling golden light flashing in the sky-high vortex.
She curled her lips and said, "I'm afraid it's a little too early for you to say that."
Minister Xuanwu also sensed an unusual aura and quickly looked towards the Tongtian Vortex.
A fighter jet suddenly rushed out from the depths of the vortex, covered with a layer of golden barrier.
Not only was the fighter plane not damaged at all, but it was rushing out faster and faster, like a golden cannonball.
Not long after, the fighter jet rushed out of the whirlpool and landed above the cruise ship.
boom--!
A golden laser beam descended from the sky and hit Minister Xuanwu accurately before any other reaction.
Bang bang bang!
Minister Xuanwu was instantly knocked into the sea, the deck of the cruise ship was shattered into powder, and obvious cracks appeared on the entire cruise ship.
Minister Baihu's face changed drastically, "Oh no! The cruise ship is going to explode! Everyone, hurry up and fly away from the cruise ship!"