Chapter 80: What kind of fighter jets are being bombarded?

"The top-ranked player truly lives up to his name, taking on fifteen opponents single-handedly. Tell me, our top-ranked player has already eliminated the entire Shen family team, so why are we still stuck in the checkpoint?"

Guan Wangzhen put his arms behind his head, took a few steps at a time, and sat down between Ji Mingran and Zhu Shibai.

He spoke in a very loud voice, without any regard for the young disciples of the Zhu family who were sitting with him on the kite.

The young disciple with bangs looked at Da Lie sitting down and watching Wang Zhen, and discussed with the other young disciples of the Zhu family who were gathered together: "The Shen family's participating team was actually eliminated by the eldest sister."

"Isn't this older sister also a member of the Shen family? Why are they fighting each other?" asked the round-headed young disciple of the Zhu family, looking rather naive.

"Shh, shh, shh!" The remaining three Zhu family disciples reached out and grabbed the round-headed disciple, pinning him down and hiding him completely.

The kite trembled, its tail swaying at an angle.

The young disciple of the Zhu family turned his head tremblingly. Just then, the person being talked about climbed onto the kite and poked half his head out, meeting their gaze.

Lianyan's gaze paused slightly, and Shen Qingluo spoke: "You're here too."

The young disciple of the Zhu family was filled with anxiety: Did she hear that?

"I heard you." The thoughts of a young child were laid bare. A slight smile played on Shen Qingluo's lips as she silently answered in her heart.

With a firm push from her palms against the back of the kite, Chen Qingluo leaped gracefully onto it and strode towards Ji Mingran, sitting down behind him.

The four people were arranged in a vertical line, with Zhu Shibai at the head, followed by Guan Wangzhen, then Ji Mingran, and finally Shen Qingluo.

Shen Qingluo glanced down and said speechlessly, "There's still one Beast Taming Sect member left. I let him go, but he went and teamed up with a sect that uses Gu worms to turn around and capture me."

Unwilling to get entangled with the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect, Shen Qingluo immediately turned around after defeating the Shen family disciples and encountered Guan Wangzhen, who had just finished a battle.

To their surprise, the disciple from the Beast Taming Sect also caught up with them, accompanied by a swarm of Gu worms! Without a word, the two managed to shake off the pursuing disciple and continued their journey in the direction Ji Mingran had flown off to.

Until they encountered Zhu Shibai and Ji Mingran hovering above their heads.

The rendezvous went smoothly, but the trouble of being followed soon followed.

Guan Wangzhen followed the direction Shen Qingluo was looking. Under the twilight, the layers of clouds, which looked like they were edged with gold, gradually revealed a blue shadow, the color of which became more and more lush and green.

"The remaining Beast Taming Sect disciple released their Azure Phoenix spirit bird, and it's really troublesome to keep launching air attacks," Guan Wangzhen complained. "Wherever that bird's beak goes, it leaves a hole, and it flies incredibly fast."

He and Shen Qingluo unexpectedly used the talisman techniques and spells they had secretly cultivated, catching the unsuspecting test-taking disciples off guard.

But the news spread like wildfire, and the disciples still competing in the checkpoints had already heard about it. They would no longer underestimate their opponents as they had at the beginning. Once they encountered them, they would unleash their ultimate moves and show no mercy. A head-on confrontation would be difficult.

He said to Zhu Shibai, "I think we should fly around them for a bit first and see what's going on."

Zhu Shibai steered the wheel: "It's already the fastest; it's just a paper kite."

A sharp bird cry suddenly rang out.

The verdant shadow arrived suddenly with the gale, and the fierce airflow struck the kite. The kite spun and swayed in the gale, and for a moment, everyone had to hold on tightly to the wooden frame on the back of the kite to stabilize their center of gravity.

Zhu Shibai twisted the rudder sharply, turning it to its limit. The kite trembled and flew out at an extremely tricky angle, narrowly missing the blue shadow, dodging the claws of the Azure Phoenix.

"Dingsheng Sect! Not only did you forcibly seize my sect's spirit beasts, but you also eliminated my fellow disciples! Even if I perish with you, I will not let you get away with this!" On the back of the Azure Phoenix spirit bird, a person crawled on it, gritting his teeth and shouting at them.

In the first competition, the Realm of All Beings, Ji Mingran and Shen Qingluo obtained Xiao Ma's illusion, but Guan Wangzhen was not present and had no idea what was happening.

Only Guan Wangzhen was puzzled but also self-righteous: "What did we steal from him? Are you kidding me?" He shouted back at the other side: "Hey, are you kidding me? We're about to win, and you're all alone. Stop trying to fight back! Otherwise, we'll get rough with you!"

Guan Wangzhen's attitude further enraged the Beast Taming Sect disciples: "I won't let you win like this! It would be a good thing to kill one of you!"

A disciple of the Beast Taming Sect patted the Azure Phoenix, which flapped its wings, turned around, and charged forward. With its beak open, a bolt of blue-purple lightning struck the kite.

"You little brat, I'll never let you get away with this!" Guan Wangzhen tossed a handful of yellow paper talismans into the sky. The talismans transformed into countless gusts of wind, the wind blades spinning and enveloping the lightning, which then exploded instantly.

The attacks clashed, and the blasts from the explosions pushed away the kites and bluebirds on both sides.

“The pony won’t be of any use in the sky.” Shen Qingluo discussed with Ji Mingran, “Why don’t you ride your sword and carry me up together?”

Ji Mingran estimated the remaining spiritual energy stored in her sea of ​​consciousness. The spiritual energy she had painstakingly accumulated had been almost entirely depleted in her battle with Ye Wentang and the others, leaving very little: "I estimate it can last for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, is that alright?"

Zhu Shibai's voice came from the front: "Just sit tight."

The wooden frame in front of the three people's legs, which were sitting cross-legged, slightly concave, then convex, rising to the position of their hearts. The frame then transformed into a ring, and at the center of the ring was a thin layer of flocculent material.

Ji Mingran was taken aback: Why does this thing look a bit like a steering wheel?

Before she could even ask a question, Zhu Shibai turned around and gave her a bright smile: "Thanks to the inspiration you provided, I modified the kite, just like you used to say 'fighter jet.' Now we can all fly it."

The young disciples of the Zhu family, sitting at the tail of the kite, were squealing and yelling because a white ribbon suddenly extended from the paper next to their buttocks, wrapped around their right shoulder from their left buttocks, and connected to the back of their right buttocks, tightly binding them to their seats.

Ji Mingran: There are seat belts too???

Zhu Shibai began his explanation, his tone tinged with barely suppressed excitement: "This kite already has a pre-installed slot for attack equipment. You inject your spells into the steering wheel, and I'll load them simultaneously so we can use it."

“Wang Zhen, you come and reinforce it.”

"Qingluo is in charge of the attack."

“Grandma, you need to conserve your spiritual power. Why don’t you be my co-pilot and operate the kite for me?” Zhu Shibai even used the terminology she had unintentionally uttered, “I will assist them in loading attack equipment.”

Suddenly, a number of buttons appeared on the "steering wheel" in front of Ji Mingran. Some were round, some were square, and they flashed various lights. There was even a pusher device!

The kite had transformed into a "fighter jet." Ji Mingran hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel and began fumbling for the buttons.

She certainly knows how to fly a fighter jet, but... but shouldn't the co-pilot be in the front?

The two men in front of her were tall and imposing, blocking her view!

Wait, this isn't a real fighter jet from her past life, so how would she know how to pilot it?

"Alright." Guan Wangzhen, who was standing in front of him, was infected by Zhu Shibai's emotions and was eager to try. He began to draw something on the flocculent object in the center of the ring.

Soon after, the flocculent substance absorbed the symbols drawn by Guan Wangzhen, and two white talismans immediately appeared, enveloping the back and abdomen of the kite.

Ji Mingran recognized it as Guan Wangzhen's protective talisman, which had a similar effect to her Vajra Formation.

"I'll give it a try too." Shen Qingluo said this, but her palm was already pressed on the center of the ring, and the kite opened its mouth and spewed out a scorching flame.

The bluebird was clearly behind me.

Okay.

Snap! Ji Mingran slammed his hand on the steering wheel and gripped it tightly, while his other hand flew up and down, pressing a series of buttons. The kite darted up and down wildly.

The blue beak of the bird was already close to the tail of the kite.

The young disciple of the Zhu family cried and wailed in the back.

Ji Mingran remained unmoved, suddenly pushed the steering wheel to its highest position, and twisted it sharply with one hand.

The flaming kite instantly turned around at an incredibly tricky angle and astonishing speed, the flames roaring and leaving a trail of fire in the sky.

The flames swept towards it, startling the Azure Phoenix. It swerved to the side and braked sharply, dodging most of its body, but the feathers on the edge of its left wing that were grazed by the flames instantly turned into charcoal.

The kite immediately flew at a 45-degree angle and began to stick to the bluebird's back in various strange postures.

Ji Mingran's eyes gradually lit up.

Although the co-pilot's position slightly obstructs the view, and although the buttons are not exactly the same as those on a fighter jet.

But it must be said that, whether in her past life or this one, she was a born aerial warrior!

The familiar feeling is back.

The kite, spewing fire, began a fierce pursuit of the Azure Phoenix.

The Azure Phoenix was greatly shocked, flapping its wings and trying to dodge, its feathers becoming increasingly charred black.

However, it is a rare spirit beast of the Beast Taming Sect, unlike ordinary spirit beasts. Its combat awareness will increase with each fight and dodge.

The feathers of the Azure Phoenix instantly became as sharp and hard as metal.

In the next instant, metallic blue feathers flew everywhere, shooting towards the kite like sharp blades.

Clang, clang. The protective talisman enveloping the kite took effect, and the sharp green feather blades were deflected one by one as if by an invisible metal wall.

The Azure Phoenix bird let out a sharp cry, and another bolt of azure lightning shot out, with sharp blades of azure feathers striking with lightning.

“Mingran!” Shen Qingluo said.

Ji Mingran pushed the pusher to its highest point again, and the kite shot forward.

A blazing light emanated from the kite's eyes, and countless sparks coalesced, striking the Azure Feather Blade.

The kite opened its beak, and an even more intense burst of flame swept forward.

The paper kite, with its paper skin and bamboo frame, crackled and clattered, seemingly unable to withstand the spiritual pressure of such magic.

Zhu Shibai made a hand seal, constantly stabilizing the kite's frame.

Guan Wangzhen sped up the drawing of the talisman, and the protective talisman was affixed to the kite and everyone on it.

He pushed back with his hands, but Ji Mingran clenched his fists tightly and held on.

The kite did not slow down at all, rushing towards the Azure Phoenix as if going to its death.

Head-on confrontation!

Outside the competition arena, on the observation platform, thousands of cultivators watched in complete silence.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, their mouths opened and closed repeatedly, unable to utter a word for a long time.

No? What is this?

What fighter jet?

In the first-class seats, the team leaders all had solemn expressions, their eyes fixed on the projection screen, and no one uttered a sound.

No? What is this?

The sect's disciples actually practiced other arts.

The silent questions were all directed at Dong Lu, the leader of the Dingsheng Sect.

They're not fools; they just need one answer!

Faced with the doubts, Dong Lu remained calm as ever. His eyes, fixed on the projection stone, blinked slowly, and his tone softened: "They won."

Everyone was surprised and suspicious.

The projection stone showed a turbulent scene of two teams exchanging blows.

The first thing to fall was a cyan shadow.