C86 How Can This Horse Run
"No... Two students from Wutan City... Junior."
"Leave your mounts, let... let you go!"
Hong Yanbin said while panting.
After he finished speaking, he seemed to have forgotten something.
He added another sentence.
"We are the geniuses of Qingyang Academy."
"Leave the mounts to us. I will bring you all to pass the test."
When Hong Yanbin said this, the troublemakers of Qingyang Academy nodded their heads in agreement.
They didn't think that Hong Yanbin's words were wrong.
Wasn't it always like this in the past?
As long as the students of Qingyang Academy took a fancy to something.
Wouldn't the students of other schools obediently hand it over?
This was called filial piety!
Low-level schools, filial piety to advanced schools!
Otherwise...
One day, we'll directly destroy your school.
In any case, the Southern Border Continent did not forbid the schools from annexing each other.
This was a sense of superiority that the Qingyang Academy had developed over the years. No one felt that there was anything wrong with it.
When Ling Kong and Xiao Wuwu heard this, they were immediately angered and laughed.
"Ling Kong, this is the brainless villain you spoke of, right? The kind that doesn't have a brain."
"That's right!"
" Then what are we waiting for? "
"Let's not wait any longer. Kill them!"
As they were talking, Ling Kong and Xiao Wuwu's faces were filled with a ferocious smile.
Ling Kong coolly lifted up Gatling with one hand and was about to start shooting.
When Xiao Wuwu saw this, he immediately shouted.
"Give me one too!"
This fellow had been eyeing the Jatling in the sky for a long time.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had just entered the Qi Battling Horse Technique, as well as his thoughts, he wouldn't have been brought to the modern world by the Gatling in the air.
He was afraid that this fellow would definitely use his Dou Qi to transform Gatling into a Gatling in the sky.
"Alright, take it!"
When Ling Kong heard this, he directly threw the Gatling in his hand to Xiao Wuwu.
Then, with a thought, he continued to visualize.
This time, Ling Kong visualized... an RPG rocket launcher!
"Activate!"
"Start, start, start!"
The two of them bumped into each other's fists and instantly unleashed their full power.
Dadada!
Sou!
A storm of bullets, along with burning rockets, whizzed out.
Hong Yanbin and the others, who were originally waiting in the sky and Xiao Wuwu automatically gave up their mounts, were waiting for a devastating blow.
Boom!
The rocket exploded, shattering a student of the Qingyang Academy who was still in a daze and had yet to react.
On the other side, Xiao Wuwu controlled Gatling and killed a few troublemakers.
Although this was Xiao Wuwu's first time operating Gatling, this fellow had already asked him a few questions along the way.
With his comprehension ability, he could naturally do it easily.
After all, this fellow was a Son of Fortune. Comprehension could not be judged by common sense.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dadadadada!
The sound of intense explosions mixed with the sound of crazy gunfire.
It caused the Qingyang Academy's students to suffer heavy casualties.
Xiao Wuwu and Ling Kong did not show any mercy.
Don't blame them for killing the innocent.
As a matter of fact, the moment these people from the Qingyang Academy stood out, they were already not clean.
If they were killed, then so be it.
In any case, it wasn't like they were really going to die!
Hong Yanbin and Bao Zhao's faces turned green with fright.
They had thought that they were going to crush the weak persimmon this time.
Who knew that they had kicked an iron plate?
It was because they were stronger, reaching the level of an Eighth Stage Country Deter.
That was why they weren't killed by the explosion or shot to death.
But even so, Hong Yanbin and Bao Zhao were in an extremely sorry state.
"There are still two more elite monsters. Xiao Wuwu, follow me and kill them!"
Seeing that the fish had escaped the net, Xiao Wuwu let out a ferocious laugh and said to Xiao Wuwu.
When Xiao Wuwu heard this, he immediately let out a strange cry as if he was teasing Xiao Wuwu.
"Yay, die!"
He had learned this from Ling Kong. It was said that it was some kind of eagle language.
Of course, he didn't know what it meant.
Anyway, as long as it was fun!
Amidst the strange cries, Xiao Wuwu and Ling Kong locked onto Hong Yanbin and Bao Zhao with a ferocious expression.
They were about to pull the trigger and shoot the frightened prey.
In the distance, a huge crystal clear palm suddenly fell.
With a swoosh, the palm grabbed Hong Yanbin and Bao Zhao.
Then, it suddenly clenched!
Bang!
Hong Yanbin and Bao Zhao were instantly crushed into meat paste.
Xiao Wuwu and Ling Kong were stunned for a moment.
Immediately, a bitter smile appeared on their faces.
Forget it!
It was the little girl who came to snatch the boss again.
Indeed, the next moment, Jee Xi's figure appeared in front of them.
She glanced coldly at Xiao Wuwu and Bao Zhao.
She coldly spat out a sentence.
"Why didn't you call me for something so fun?"
As she spoke, her gaze fell on the Harley motorcycle in the air.
Then, she pointed at the Harley motorcycle and said.
"Your Horse of War, this Emperor wants it!"
Although Xiao Wuwu and Ling Kong were also troublemakers, in front of Jee Xi, this big thorn, they were completely helpless.
Immediately, Ling Kong obediently gave up his beloved Harley motorcycle.
"I want this as well!"
Jee Xi grabbed Ling Kong's RPG rocket launcher again.
Ling Kong's face turned black.
Although these were visuals, there was a time limit.
However, did he really think that he would be able to visualize them as he wished?
With his current spiritual energy, he could only visualize another weapon at most.
But...
It would be useless to talk to the little girl about this.
Forget it, forget it, consider it my bad luck.
On the other side, Jee Xi had already mounted the Harley motorcycle.
A trace of excitement appeared on her cold little face.
Then, she suddenly raised her palm and slapped down towards the back of the Harley motorcycle!
"Drive!"
A crisp and soft loli voice rang out.
The Harley motorcycle did not budge an inch.
"Pfft, hahaha!"
Seeing this, Ling Kong immediately laughed until he was out of breath.
This was the first time he discovered that the little girl was actually so cute.
Did she think of the Harley motorcycle as a horse?
Hahaha!
"Laugh... fart!"
Jee Xi became somewhat angry from embarrassment. She tightened her small face and shouted in the air.
After that, she started to ask for guidance somewhat guiltily.
"Why did you let this Metal Horse run?"
...
In the lounge of Wutan.
Ercole held his stomach with one hand and slapped the chair crazily with the other.
He was completely amused by Jee Xi's actions.
Perhaps to the natives, Jee Xi's actions were not funny at all.
But Ercole was different. He was a transmigrator.
Hence, Jee Xi's act of patting the "horse" made him feel that it was especially funny.
Ye Yu, who was standing at the side, stared at Ercole with his mouth agape.2
He did not know... Junior brother, what are you laughing about?
"Why is Junior Brother Ai laughing like this all of a sudden?"
"Could it be... that he has a hysterical disorder?"
"Hiss, it seems to be possible."
"Otherwise, why would he go and squander all day long?"
"My God, Junior Brother Ai is really pitiful. In the future, as a senior brother, I have to take good care of him."
At this moment, Ye Yu had completely taken on the role of the eldest senior brother.
He looked at Ercole worriedly, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
Ye Xun was also amused by Jee Xi's actions.
But he was different.
He had practiced before, so he could hold back his laughter.
Thus, on the surface, nothing could be seen.
"Ling Kong's identity as a transmigrator has been exposed."
"But with Ling Kong's shrewdness, he should have noticed something wrong with Ercole a long time ago."
"When should we arrange for them to communicate with each other?"
"Who knows, these two transmigrators might be able to create a wonderful spark in their minds."
"Yes, it's decided in such a joyous manner."
Ye Xun held his chin and thought to himself.
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