"Our Destiny Army is organized and disciplined. We don't want the masses to follow the lead. They are teachers of justice and moral models. How can they be compared with those beasts in Gunxiu City?"

Yang Xingzhou looked at the ghost-shaped Gongshu Pan in front of him and said with a smile: "We are also outside the Great Wall, and my destiny is to be disgraceful to be with Gunxiu City!"

When he said this, he suddenly took a step forward.

After taking this step, he arrived in front of Gongshu Pan. Before Gongshu Pan could react, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Gongshu Pan's neck. He stood him up upside down and shook it hard. The force spread everywhere and stuck tightly to Gongshu Pan.

The floating standing plate at the bottom of the plate made a "buzzing" sound, fell off from the sole of the public lose plate, flew out, and flew upward into the sky.

"Huh?"

Yang Xingzhou casually threw the public losing plate aside, reached out to grab the flying standing plate, and held it in front of his eyes for a closer look. He saw that the standing plate was as thin as cicada wings, with several rope noses on it to fix the soles of the feet.

It is light and weightless in the hand, but it is very tenacious. After the infuriating energy is input, the buoyancy increases immediately. Even if Yang Xingzhou has a huge strength, he still feels that the floating power of this platform is not trivial.

But in terms of buoyancy, it is not inferior to the large hot air balloons that carried people in previous generations. No wonder this public loser is suspended in mid-air, looking so relaxed and freehand.

Having this thing with you, anywhere in the sky or on the ground, is much more convenient and faster than riding a bird.

"nice one!"

Yang Xingzhou was very happy when he took it in his hand: "This thing is good, give it to me!"

He turned to look at the public loser who had just stood up from the ground, and said with a smile: "It's our first time to meet each other and it's not polite to give each other a gift. I'll give you a gift, how about you give me this floating standing board?"

When he said this, he flipped his palm, and a submachine gun appeared in his palm. He handed it to the public loser with a smile: "My hidden weapon is called the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Thunderbolt Golden Light Death Bullet. It is best at fighting in groups. You have my treasure.

It's like having an extra life. If it weren't for your liking, I wouldn't be willing to give this treasure away."

The public loser is still a bit confusing.

In Baishi Academy, he can be regarded as a real registered student in the academy, unlike Lieyan Shan, the commander of Hanshi Pass.

Lieyan Mountain is just an auditor-like existence in the academy. Although Liu Qingyuan is called his teacher, in fact he has not received Liu Qingyuan's true biography. He has only learned the first three levels of the Red Flame Magic Skill. Although he has become the commander-in-chief of Hanshi Pass, if nothing unexpected happens, he will achieve great results in the future.

That’s where it stops.

As a descendant of the Ji family, Gongshu Pan is far more talented and talented than his peers. After entering the academy, he devoted himself to studying and was not in a hurry to practice martial arts. The Ji family himself has magical powers passed down from his family, which are not inferior to the martial arts in the academy.

Therefore, Gongshu Pan was not very attracted to the academy's martial arts.

The most important thing for the heirs of every machine master is knowledge itself. As for the inheritance of martial arts, although it is important, it is far less important than knowledge. If you want to improve your machine skills, in addition to learning the machine skills passed down from your family, you must also read a lot of books.

, improve your own vision and understanding of all things.

As long as the machine skills are improved, the combat power of the heirs of the machine family will be improved accordingly. Each heir of the machine family carries countless small machines made by himself. Their strength basically depends on the power of the machine objects.

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Gongshu Pan studied sages and sages in the academy and read various essays. He was not keen on practicing martial arts, but his martial arts skills increased with the improvement of his knowledge. In the academy, those with high martial arts skills did not necessarily have high knowledge, but their knowledge

If it is high, the level of martial arts must not be low.

Although no one can prove that there is an inevitable correlation between knowledge and martial arts, the actual situation tells everyone that anyone who is well-educated and Confucian must have a righteous spirit and cultivate Qi and Kung Fu, and few will be able to defeat him.

Gongshu Pan spent five years cultivating his Qi in the academy, and was appreciated by Master Seventh Master Liu Qingyuan, who taught him the nine-level red flame magical technique. Now that his practice has reached a bottleneck, he left the academy and traveled around the world, not only increasing his knowledge and knowledge, but also improving his martial arts skills.

I thought that I could be regarded as a well-known student in the academy, a Confucian orthodox, traveling in the world, even if I was not as good as the senior masters, I would not be too far behind.

Unexpectedly, he became a little bit greedy for the Fire Dragon Pill on Yang Xingzhou, so that he was forced off the cloud by Yang Xingzhou and had no choice but to show up. In the end, he was defeated by Yang Xingzhou with a move, and even the floating station board was snatched away by Yang Xingzhou.

Ever since the dean revealed his attitude towards Yang Xingzhou, many students in the academy have been dissatisfied, and Gongshupan is one of them.

A "savage" from a borderland outside the Great Wall, who had no knowledge of kingship or etiquette, but was just lucky enough to receive the inheritance from a certain passing master, and happened to invent paper, which attracted the attention of the dean. Throughout the past few years, Yang Xingzhou

In the eyes of many people, his actions are just luck, and may not necessarily mean that he is really a genius.

There are also many people who know that Dean Xiang Wu is lying and that he can never make mistakes when looking at people, but even though they know this, they still feel dissatisfied.

The students who can enter White Rock Academy are all one-in-a-million, and even they have not received praise from the dean. However, Yang Xingzhou, a bandit, was looked down upon by the dean, which made many disciples in the academy feel unhappy.

Gongshu Pan was one of the unhappy people, but today his unhappiness turned into fear.

Yang Xingzhou was much scarier than he imagined!

He couldn't even hold back a single move in front of Yang Xingzhou!

While he was in a daze, his hand sank, and he realized that Yang Xingzhou had stuffed a strange-looking object into him, and said with a smile: "Brother Gongshu, let's just give each other gifts."

Gongshu Pan was holding a submachine gun and was stunned and speechless. He raised his head and was about to speak. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He reached out and touched his body and found that he seemed to have lost something. He was about to ask in detail. After his eyes met Yang Xingzhou's, he suddenly fell into a trance.

, I forgot what I wanted to say.

"Brother Gongshu, it's easy to leave without seeing him off."

Yang Xingzhou hid the floating station plate on Gongshu Pan with him and pointed to a path at the foot of the mountain: "You should be able to reach Shangjing City by walking along this road. Just go ahead."

Gongshu Pan nodded vaguely, took long steps, and walked down the mountain with a determined expression on his face. The only thought in his mind was "walking to the upper capital", and no other thoughts remained.

Seeing Gongshu Pan walking down the hill step by step, Long Zhao and others looked at Yang Xingzhou with strange expressions. They did not expect that this fight would end in this way.

Then they saw a white thing in Yang Xingzhou's hand, and suddenly remembered that when the "clouds" in the sky were received by the public loser just now, they seemed to have turned into a white object. It seemed to have been hidden by the public loser.

He got up, but now he didn't know when it was in Yang Xingzhou's hands.

"What are you looking at?"

Yang Xingzhou stuffed the bunch of things into his arms and said without changing his expression: "As the former head of Heifeng Village, I am now free to take random things from the enemy to reward myself. Is this reasonable? Is it normal?

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Long Zhao: "..."
Chapter completed!