The trace of the plane sailing through the clouds was nothing more than a straight white mark when viewed from the ground.
As time goes by, the straight and slender traces will gradually expand and roll out, becoming thicker and less straight, more like scratching on the curtain of the sky after being stained with white paint. A thick intermittent graffiti.
And when this trace gradually faded, the pilot of that plane had already arrived at the Singapore-Malaysia Port from the airport of the allied country.
The manpower guarding the entire Nian Jiangnan could not guard against Situ Dianluo's steps.
Walking on the bluestone path with traces of damp moss, he even managed to take out the tobacco and stuff it into the pipe with log texture.
Snapped! !
A snap of the fingers.
True spiritual electricity overflowed out, and an electric spark formed at the end of the knuckles of the bionic machine, igniting the tobacco.
This movement finally attracted the attention of the defenders. At the broken wall at the end of the bluestone path, stern figures with guns drawn gathered around them.
"You can't stop him, just let him come."
Yandu's voice came from the other side of the remaining wall.
A smile appeared on Situ Dianluo's face. With a slight tip of his toes, he had already crossed the sloping distance of nearly ten meters and stood lightly on the broken wall.
The broken steel bar became a fulcrum for him to stand on. From this height, he could see everything in the courtyard at a glance.
Yandu is on the far left, and Guan Luoyang is on the far right. They are surrounded by elegant low tables, cushions, teapots, and large umbrellas specially erected for them behind to protect them from the morning rain and night dew.
Although there are still some signs of damage caused by the battle around the courtyard, the remaining weapons and corpses have been removed, washed and cleaned, and the scene is quite different from the scene in the aerial photos.
Situ Dianluo shook his head: "I rushed here as fast as possible, but it seems I still missed a lot. It seems that a lot of time was wasted when the news was delivered to me."
"You are the most flamboyant one. You dropped your momentum in the sky to challenge us, but you are indeed not the first one to come."
Guan Luoyang spoke slowly, but the second half of his words suddenly raised his voice, and spread throughout Nianjiangnan, "But this is also a good opportunity. Since a guest has already appeared with such fanfare, everyone , why don’t we all come out to meet each other and introduce ourselves.”
After this voice spread, it was equivalent to an invitation. Those who were originally responsible for the blockade simply moved out of the way.
Soon a beady voice responded.
"It seems that Mr. Lightening's rude personality has annoyed the host a little."
Following this voice, a young white man with long brown-red hair walked in.
Among the several attendants around him, the most conspicuous ones were two figures dressed as maids. One was holding a wine box in her hand, and the other maid was carrying a long box taller than her entire body slung across her back.
"It turns out to be Harald of the Knut family. Among the nobles on the north coast of Europe, your Knut family has always been the most famous for its cruel nature. Even the children of the same family have no family affection and etiquette at all. It's up to you. To accuse me of being rude is the best joke of the year."
Situ Dianluo laughed a few words, jumped from the broken wall into the courtyard, and said to Guan Luoyang, "I always think that my personality is just cheerful. If I cause any displeasure, I would like to apologize to you in advance."
"Besides, besides the name Lei Ning, I am more accustomed to others calling me Situ Dianluo."
Guan Luoyang nodded: "Do you want me to arrange seats for everyone?"
"No need, in Chinese terms, we are already uninvited, uninvited guests, so why bother the host anymore?"
Harald stood in a corner of the courtyard and responded with a smile. The people following him had already skillfully laid down carpets and placed tables and chairs here.
Situ Dianluo looked at his behavior, snorted, and leaned back casually, not caring that his back touched the wall that was uneven due to cracks.
At this time, the third wave of people came in. The leader was a tall man with a hooked nose, but his cheeks looked a little thin, and his head was wrapped in a bandage. He seemed to be very afraid of the cold, in the hot climate of Xinma Port. , still wearing a gray mink coat.
After approaching the courtyard from the corridor, his brown eyes stared at Yandu for a while, then turned to Guan Luoyang and sent a greeting in German.
A person next to him translated for him: "This is Leopold XVII, from Berlin. Say hello to Mr. Guan Luoyang."
The translator paused and said, "I also say hello to Mr. Yandu."
Yandu looked over with a gentle expression and spoke kindly: "Your body has not fully recovered, but it seems that your mind has recovered a lot. You came here bravely. I hope that after this time, you can get rid of the psychological shadow and start a new life again." growing up."
The translator twitched the corner of his mouth and translated it truthfully.
Leopold looked at Yandu again, the muscles on both sides of his nose twitched, and he sat silently on the thick blanket laid out by his entourage.
At this time, the sound of water came, getting closer and closer.
On the west side of the courtyard is a small river. The wall on that side was completely destroyed in the previous battle, and the view became much wider.
On the river, green waves rippled, and a small boat slowly floated into everyone's sight.
An Asian man with messy hair, wearing a samurai uniform, was kneeling on the boat. With a long sheathed knife in his hand, he gently touched the foundation of the wall where the cement steel bars were exposed.
The boat coming along the water stopped immediately because of this gentle movement. There was almost no buffering process and it stayed firmly in that position.
"Fuso, Sanada Chijun."
The people on the boat took back their knives, and their words of introduction were blunt and brief.
Situ Dianluo said curiously: "The most famous swordsman in Fuso, the person who indirectly prompted the United Nations to speed up the establishment of S-class individual files. You seem to have experienced some battles just now?"
Chijun Sanada replied: "Some people are not worthy of coming here. I walked around and persuaded them to go back."
Situ Dianluo took a puff of cigarette, exhaled blue smoke, and shook his head: "There are very few people who can receive the news so quickly and are willing to come here. At least they are energetic and sincere people. , let them come in, and it can be more lively.”
Chijun Sanada ignored him.
Situ Dianluo was not embarrassed. He looked around again and said, "So, there are only so many people here this time."
He suddenly frowned, "Isn't it right? This place is not far from China, at least it is much closer than America. There are five Chinese people in the S-class files. Didn't any of them receive the message and be willing to come over?"
Guan Luoyang raised his tea cup and took a sip: "Of course not, Professor Yan Zhen came earlier than you all."
There is a private room on the north side of the courtyard. In the window of the private room, Lao An suddenly turned his head and looked blankly at the old professor chatting with him across the table.
This man has been wearing a silver-gray suit all his life. He has a slim build and gray hair. His face is thin but energetic. There are heavy wrinkles on his forehead and corners of his eyes, but his eyes are clear and lively.
At this time, he nodded and smiled at Lao An, picked up the tea cup and walked to the window.
"General Situ, Mr. Sanada, long time no see. And to all of you distinguished guests who are meeting for the first time, Yan is rude."
Lao An suddenly came to his senses. By the way, this old professor quietly appeared in Nianjiangnan with a group of people two days ago. He was obviously not an ordinary person.
But I don’t know why. In the past two days, when we occasionally chatted, drank tea and played chess together, Lao An completely treated him as an ordinary old man, almost forgetting his origins.
Situ Dianluo and others may not be less surprised than Lao An.
These people claim to be at the top of the ranks of transformation warriors, and have long been accustomed to being able to sense things that threaten them without knowing it within a thousand meters.
But before Guan Luoyang spoke up, no one noticed Yan Zhen's traces.
Although this ability does not yet represent the strength of frontal combat, it is already a preemptive blow to the self-confidence of these people.
However, all of these people have the ability to remain calm.
Even Harald, who seems to be the youngest and most energetic, is a heroic figure who has played frenemies with his cousin in recent years, tearing up and swallowing up all the older generations of the North Shore nobles. It's understandable.
Everyone laughed or saluted, and responded to Yan Zhen calmly.
Situ Dianluo laughed even more and said: "Professor Yan is still as elusive as ever. Not only did he arrive earlier than us, but he was also able to hold back his words. I really admire his ability to nourish his energy."
"If it were me, with two such powerful martial artists discussing and discussing here, I would have been unable to help but get involved."
Guan Luoyang put down his tea cup and suddenly took over the conversation: "In this case, Yandu and I might as well wait for a moment while General Situ opens another chapter for this discussion so that everyone can participate."
“Wouldn’t this be taking the spotlight away from the guest?”
Situ Dianluo first smiled and said politely, and then he promised without hesitation, "Forget it, I'll just do something to attract others."
"I think that if transformed warriors and martial artists who have experienced mechanical transformation want to become more powerful in the future, they need to focus most on mechanics, magnetic field and mental power."
"Among them, spiritual power is an emerging concept. Before the 1950s, although this word existed, it was just a virtual reference. Until the discovery of true spiritual machinery, spiritual power was expressed in the form of true spiritual electrical energy, and it became A real force."
"The true spiritual electric energy can interact with the external magnetic field, thus generating more attributes of power..."
On the fourth day of the long talk between Guan Luoyang and Yan Du, sincere and strong men from all over the world left the turmoil around them and came here to participate in this discussion.
The sky is clear and the weather in Jiangnan is getting hotter and hotter, and the atmosphere between people is getting hotter and hotter.
Situ Dianluo's explanations are very cunning. Most of them start from the so-called concepts. None of them can be truly put into practice. There are only some occasional arguments that are refreshing.
However, when Chijun Sanada refuted some of his arguments, he had to reveal more "real" things and use specific examples and applications to refute the opponent.
One of them uses a more scientific and regular theory to point out the direction of training to transform warriors, while the other puts more emphasis on the depth and sublimation of the spirit, from Fuso's Kendo to Bushido and Zen Buddhism.
Situ Dian was eloquent, but Sanada Chijun's words were stiff and awkward, and he was at a disadvantage. Some of the ancient philosophies he quoted were directly ridiculed as the dregs of fantasy.
This prompted Harald next to him to intervene.
The ancestors of their Knut family were an empire established by pirates and dominated the Europa continent. Later, this short-lived empire collapsed, but this family became infected with the habits of the so-called classical aristocrats during its long continuation.
Harald has been exposed to the ideas of Jewish mysticism since he was a child. The pursuit and training of people's spiritual cultivation and psychological quality can even be traced back to thousands of years ago. The mysterious place inside the human brain that condenses the spirit is called " Virtual Crown” to show nobility.
After the emergence of the True Spirit Machine, those ancient meditation methods helped Harald possess military power that far exceeded the ordinary, and he regarded it as an unparalleled treasure in the world.
When Situ Dianluo started speaking, he fired off a map cannon and mocked the so-called ancient meaning. Naturally, Harald couldn't bear it.
Later, Yan Zhen also participated in it. He learned from all three schools of thought and had allusions to Taoism, Buddhism, and Confucianism. The first sentence talks about the Confucian Su Wang, who lifted the city gates, drove a long chariot, and traveled around the six countries. The next sentence talks about it. Scientific research shows that emotions can stimulate people's pineal gland.
Guan Luoyang has been listening quietly, his eyes flickering, dimming and brightening.
To say that there is no one else who has gained the most in these days, besides him.
The martial arts he was exposed to before were about muscles and bones, and training was about strength. It was practical and solid foundation.
This is of course good, but because it is too real, like a stubborn stone, it is even more difficult to continue to open up the way forward.
The martial arts in this world, on the surface, are about mechanical transformation and scientific and technological policies, but in the final analysis, they are mental methods. The first priority is spiritual training. They are ever-changing, unpredictable, and very malleable.
During the discussions over the past few days, Guan Luoyang has become more and more aware of this point.
Take, for example, the example mentioned by Yandu. The first kind of momentum this guy gathered was when he was at the beach, feeling the strong wind blowing and thousands of birds flying in fright. He suddenly realized it, and then the destructive power of the true spirit electric energy skyrocketed.
For muscle and bone martial arts, it is unimaginable nonsense to become stronger out of thin air without any real training.
Guan Luoyang reflected on this.
After he gathered the power of Qiong Biluo, he did become a lot stronger, but that was only because he found a way to freely control the blue bird's vitality, learned to release the vitality outside the body to affect gravity, and learned Qinggong.
And when it comes to the total amount of spirit and vitality, there doesn't seem to be any obvious growth.
From this point of view, although Shangqiong Biluo is a "power", it was only guided by Guan Luoyang and excavated and transformed from the fragments of The Blue Bird. It was not the spirit extracted entirely from his own life experience.
'Then, based on my experience, it should be enough to gather a momentum! '
Guan Luoyang thought about this while listening to the arguments of those people.
Yandu has also joined in again.
The only disharmony in the entire courtyard was Leopold's.
Because when others were arguing, they all used Chinese, and he couldn't understand it at all, so he had to rely on the people around him to quickly translate.
By the time he thought clearly and wanted to put forward his opinion, it was already too late for the people around him to translate it.
Because he couldn't keep up with the topic several times and couldn't express his own opinions, his face became darker and darker.
Chinese has already become one of the official languages of the United Nations. Moreover, because Zhenling Machinery originated in China, people like Situ Dianluo and Harald learned Chinese as if they were their own mother tongue.
Leopold had not valued this before, but now he regretted it.
As they argued and thought, time gradually passed, from day to night to sunrise.
The sun moved from east to west, and it was the afternoon of September 18th.
In the afternoon of this day, it rained. After arguing, everyone drank water and rested. The silence lasted a little longer.
Those who brought them umbrellas and tea came and went in a hurry.
Whether it was the maid next to Harald, the entourage behind Leopold, or the people from the Chinese Friendship Society and the Black Spire Society, their faces were all haggard.
The strong people who will come here directly, no matter what their stance is or what their personality is, they all have some sincere thoughts after all.
And the sincerity of a martial artist is naturally anything but soft.
During the argument, they had wanted to take action many times.
In the entire Nian Jiangnan area, everyone was on pins and needles. Even people who occasionally passed by on the street outside would be affected by their mental aura and become inexplicably scared.
In fact, this is also a problem Guan Luoyang and Yandu have encountered. If the two of them hadn't remembered September 19th and deliberately suppressed it, they would have taken action long ago.
The rain pattered on the umbrellas of the crowd and on the antique bluestone floor in the courtyard.
hiss! ! !
The red light in Situ Dian's pipe ignited.
The remaining tobacco was almost burned away in just one puff.
He tilted the umbrella to the side, closed it up, and blew out a large cloud of smoke from the pipe into the umbrella.
Smoke billows and raindrops fall.
"September 19th is coming soon. Everyone, you must want to watch the battle between the two of them. So, shouldn't you at least pay for the tickets?"
Situ Dianluo put his umbrella on the ground with his left hand. The shirt on his body was already wet. The more the rain hit his platinum hair, the more vigorous it became.
He smiled and said, "One act of hard work is worth a hundred empty words. Each of us will give a practical demonstration of a move in exchange for the qualification to watch this time. President Guan and President Yan, what do you think?"
Yandu glanced at everyone: "If it's you, I have no objection."
Guan Luoyang raised his hand: "Please."
"good!"
Situ Dianluo shouted, and raised his right leg wearing military boots high. The large rainwater in front of him was torn apart by the howling wind and shot away.
"The sky has no boundaries and the earth has no boundaries. Fighter planes can fly in the sky and on the earth!"
Baiwu takes advantage of the situation, the seventh fighter!
The biggest ace in the American Air Force, known as the Emperor of the Air Force, is the Seventh Air Force Fighter Group.
From that grand take-off scene, the martial arts moves evolved were used underground.
This kick landed hard, and immediately, the ground seemed to arch up with several long snakes.
The stone bricks undulated and exploded in multiple directions at the same time.
