Wang Xuan was indeed shocked. He knew that Lao Chen was powerful, but he never thought that he was so incredibly strong that he could actually blow up the mecha with his flesh and blood!
The scene of Lao Chen tapping the steel plate in the abandoned machinery factory on that day came to his mind. At that time, he even suspected that Lao Chen was so cunning and had done something in advance. Now it seems that he seriously underestimated this old colleague.
Wang Xuan was very excited because he saw a real new world. This was not a legend or a record in scriptures, but someone really did it.
Obviously, this greatly inspired his inner ambitions. He had always imagined that if one day his physical strength was strong enough, he would be able to fight against the crystallization of technological civilization.
In order to cover up his own gaffe, he couldn't help but say: "It's a pity that Lao Chen's hands don't go mining."
"What are you talking about?" Wu Yin looked at him sideways with a puzzled look in her beautiful eyes.
"I mean, a real man has to dismantle a mecha with his bare hands!" Wang Xuan said loudly. In fact, this was a short- to medium-term goal he set for himself.
The people nearby came to their senses. Lao Chen's methods had indeed intimidated many people, especially those from the genetic combat body and new technique camps, who were all extremely vigilant.
Some people also looked at Wang Xuan. How many people can dismantle a mecha with their bare hands? Are the young people who practice the old arts mocking them? Do they want to deny the vast majority of men?
"Old Chen, you are a senior master after all. Aren't you too cruel?!" someone said coldly.
A silver-gray mecha is about four and a half meters tall, with a beautiful cold metallic luster and smooth lines. Someone is striding towards them while controlling it.
"Is this the first time you meet me?" Old Chen spoke calmly. He was very cold under the silver-white mask, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath. He said, "Most of those who wanted to kill me and pointed their weapons at me are dead. He is lucky to be able to stay alive and lie down for half a year."
Many people remained silent, and those who knew Lao Chen knew that this was his style.
So later on, Lao Chen had fewer enemies. One reason was that he had killed most of them, and the other was that they were afraid of him and did not dare to provoke him easily.
"It's been many years since we last met. Today I'm going to give you a try!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the silver-gray mecha, and the entire mecha was glowing at this time.
Lao Chen said, "It's understandable that a defeated opponent in the field of the old arts would turn to another camp, but it's a bit too much to hate the old arts so much. Your mecha has been specially modified. It is densely packed with energy weapon outlets everywhere. Are you sure you want to compete with me, not fight a hot battle?"
Indeed, the silver-gray mecha was glowing, and there were weapon ports everywhere, from the body to the arms, to the head and other parts, all of which could output energy beams.
Lao Chen added: "I warn you, if you can't hit me in a short period of time, I will drive my warship to kill you. If you must fight with weapons, why do you need to drive this kind of scrap metal? Just use the warship to bombard me directly!"
At this time, a medium-sized warship from the relevant department of the Old Land cast a beam of light onto the silver-gray mecha. This was a stern warning that he had been locked on and would be blown to pieces if he dared to move.
"Okay, I'll go change to the latest mecha and fight you later." The silver-gray mecha retreated, then turned around and strode away.
Wang Xuan's heart was beating fast. If the other party didn't follow the rules in this situation, could Lao Chen avoid it? This was much more dangerous than the two ambushes with hot weapons that Wang Xuan had encountered. Now the distance was very close, and the weapons on the mecha were more powerful.
He looked towards Aoki and whispered his concern.
Qing Mu whispered: "My master's spiritual energy has undergone many qualitative changes, forming his own spiritual field. He can sense things in advance and avoid mecha weapons for a short period of time."
Wang Xuan was surprised. He felt that he should listen carefully to what Lao Chen said in the future, as some of his words were very reliable.
Last time, Lao Chen himself said that he was beaten to death by a ghost monk in the spiritual realm for a whole night!
Wang Xuan didn't take it seriously at the time. It turned out that there really was such a thing as a spiritual realm. Old Chen was incredibly powerful.
Seeing Wang Xuan’s confusion, Qingmu explained: “The so-called mental qualitative change is that the supersensory state has been triggered many times, which eventually led to mental transformation and the birth of the spiritual realm.”
He sighed, "It's a pity that the alchemists of the pre-Qin period have passed away, and the founder-level figures have also died. In this era, no one can lead my master into the inner scene. Otherwise, his strength would be far more than the current level."
Wu Yin nodded and said, "My father once said that if it was during the heyday of ancient martial arts, Mr. Chen would have the potential to become a powerful person!"
Qingmu felt sorry for his master. Back then, the four elders of the old arts had a higher opinion of Lao Chen, saying that at the very least in ancient times he could have founded a school, and at best he could have become a bodhisattva-level master in the field of old arts.
Wang Xuan finally understood why Old Chen was willing to give up his face and extract the Immortal Realm from him. He was really unwilling to do so!
Old Chen must be very ambitious, but this era is indeed not suitable for traditional techniques. Even though Old Chen has triggered the supersensory state many times over the past few decades, no one can lead him into the inner world.
In just a moment, Wang Xuan felt that Old Chen was not so frivolous anymore. Perhaps now this Old Chen, who was as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, was the real him.
"Old Chen, you are just the same as before. Your temper hasn't changed at all." An old man in Tang suit walked off the spaceship, looking very imposing.
He continued, "But times have changed. The old techniques have finally declined and are about to exit the stage of history. You know very well what the new techniques are, and they have built a bridge to the extraordinary in this era."
Obviously, the identity of the old man in Tang suit is not simple. He directly points out the origin of the new technique, which can communicate with supernatural powers.
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