Psychics don't die from gunfire

"Your Excellency, Supervisor, do you really not plan to stay for a while longer?"

Lighthouse, first ring level, somewhere on an open-air platform.

The high air current suddenly rolled up and made the corners of his clothes snap, but Shi Qianfeng didn't care and smiled broadly.

"I can't wait, are you sure?" Song Shi's hair was flying: "If I stay at the lighthouse for a few more days, I'm afraid many people will be panicked."

"You're joking again."

Master Qianfeng replied loudly: "The pure ones are self-purifying, and they are not afraid of slanting shadows when they are upright. During your visit, Hongshuang Province has taken on a completely new look. How can there still be people who are frightened?"

"Speaking of it." Shi Qianfeng looked slightly surprised: "Your eyes."

"I have obtained the Liuli Temple."

Song Shi's pupils moved slightly, and the original black and white faded away, turning into a glaze-like red gold.

"As expected of the psyker that the chairman of the board is optimistic about." Shi Qianfeng praised. Compared with his expression just now, his tone this time was obviously more sincere: "At your age, you are not far from the fourth ring. Come on."

"It's true that the waves behind push the waves ahead." Shi Qianfeng rubbed his temples and sighed: "It seems that we will have one more pillar of Yenan."

Song Shi chuckled lightly and declined to comment.

At the border, the fourth link of the Secret Seminar [Revelation], the Master of Jiyenan, granted himself the "Border Patrol".

It's just that the Fourth Ring [Revelation] obviously didn't mean to publicize this kind of order directly issued by the Lord of Yenan. In the eyes of most people-even if he has the status of being a teacher of Qianfeng, it is natural for him to As a person from Yenan.

However, this is also due to inertia. As Shi Qianfeng, he can definitely get the inside story by asking in person, but it is not necessary.

"By the way, there's one more thing."

Shi Qianfeng took out an electronic business card, blue and white, printed with the logo of Haita Trading, a simple sketch of a lighthouse in a heavy rain.

"I heard about the temporary change of your itinerary and Wu Zong's invitation. Considering the relationship between you and the Beiting Defense Front, it would be strange for them not to come after you."

"So generous?" Song Shi heard what the other party meant.

"You can't expect us, who always follow the principles of equality, harmony and prosperity, to have a good look at a group of people who insist on 'psychic supremacy'." Shi Qianfeng shrugged: "Of course, the most critical point is , as mentioned before——"

Shi Qianfeng smiled and put the palm of his right hand against his chest.

"Song Shi, you are a friend of Haita Trading."

"I appreciate your kindness."

Song Shi did not take the electronic business card: "As for help."

"This shouldn't be the correct way to face 'Wuzong'." The young man raised his lips and said, "I'll wait for them."

Whether it is "border patrol" or "South Dou".

——We are all waiting.

"How should I put it?" Shi Qianfeng took back his electronic business card slowly and without any annoyance: "I'm not surprised at all."

"I don't believe that your personality profile didn't calculate this possibility."

Song Shi said leisurely, smiled, no longer hesitated, turned around and walked towards the shuttle that had been prepared.

"Division supervisor, let's take the first step."

Anthony straightened his tie, nodded slightly to Shi Qianfeng, then turned around and followed in stride.

"Mr. Shi Qianfeng, we look forward to the future cooperation between omnics and Haita Trading." Lapis Lazuli shook hands with Shi Qianfeng and then flew to the shuttle.

call--

The dull engine roared, then disappeared into the distance, gradually turning into a black dot, and in the blink of an eye, completely disappeared at the end of the distant sky.

".well."

Shi Qianfeng stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at it for a long time, before he looked away amid a series of piled-up communication notification sounds.

"The sky is about to collapse"

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"One punch has the power of a punch."

"A punch has a punch's meaning." "Strength rises from the ground, meaning it comes from the heart."

"Your strength is not strong enough! Your intention is not pure enough! Not to mention that one day you will use your skills to travel around the world, you won't even be able to do it vertically and horizontally!"

"Didn't we say that our Wuzong is the strongest? Why are we all in one place again?"

"Yu Dun! Have you ever seen any force that would advertise that it is not the best? If I, the Wuzong, were really the strongest, I would tell you these things in the East Continent now!"

"The original admissions announcement that I co-authored was bluffing. Besides, it's a bit too tiring to pursue the best."

"Haha, if you really think so! How could you step into [Transcendence] when you first awakened your spiritual power!"

"Duplicity! Impure thoughts! Half-hearted! Another 10,000 punches!"

"Please think twice!"

"One hundred thousand punches!"

And in a sudden moment, the memory fell back to the weight of reality.

"——Walking, the other party took it."

A man in sportswear looks serious.

In the gravity chamber in front, like a blue dragon tumbling, a tiger roaring, the terrifying roar that made people's hearts palpitate suddenly disappeared after a crisp explosion.

It was as if the voice was tightly grasped by five fingers and crushed into powder.

Then the door of the gravity room slowly opened, and a neat figure walked out.

"The Big Dipper is the key to death, the South Dipper is the key to life."

She was a short-haired woman in her twenties. Compared with her delicate face, when anyone looked at her, the first thing they would notice was her eyebrows.

The brows were slightly raised, with a sharpness like a sword, but when combined with the pair of amber eyes, they lost their supposed coldness and turned into an indescribable and exquisite divine light.

"He has a good title, ha, and he really deserves it."

The woman casually put on her coat, a white windbreaker, and her lower body was in sports pants.

She looked like she was going out for morning exercise - if you ignore the gravity room behind her.

The man who just reported it looked behind the woman in awe.

This gravity room, which cost a lot of resources to build and was strong enough to withstand the test of ordinary third-ring psychics, now looked like it had just been ravaged by a natural disaster. Spider-web-like cracks could be seen everywhere on the ground, ceiling, and walls. There was no place intact, and there were a lot of holes.

No, to be more accurate, it should be fist marks.

One after another, the fist marks were deeply imprinted into the wall.

From the woman's body, the misty white gas kept steaming. These white gases were like fog and smoke, but they did not dissipate like real heat. When they were about to completely move away, they spontaneously condensed and merged into silver dewdrops as big as lead and mercury, circling around.

If someone tried to measure it, he would be surprised to find that the trajectory of these silver dewdrops and the maximum radius of the circling are exactly three feet.

Not a cent more, not a cent less.

The man's eyes withdrew from the gravity room and turned to the woman, but the burning eyes from the bottom of his heart seemed not to be looking at a "person", but some more abstract, but substantial concept.

Wu Zong, the world walker of this generation.

Lu Danshu, the middle-level [Transcendence] of the third ring.

"After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, I will go to Wuxu, the Beiting defense line, to fight."

The man was shocked: "Is this decision a little too fast?"

"Fast? I don't think so."

"It doesn't matter, that's a matter for later, right now"

Lu Danshu's hands, which were shining like jade, slowly clenched and scattered all the silver beads.

She showed her white teeth and smiled ostentatiously.

"——Of course I want to test the military power of 'Nandou'!"