Wang Xuan was indeed shocked, he knew that Lao Chen was powerful, but he never expected that he was so amazing that he would blow up the mecha with his flesh and blood!
At that time, he wondered if Lao Chen was so cunning that he had done something in advance. Now it seems that this old colleague is seriously underestimated.
Wang Xuan was very excited because he saw a real new world, which was not a legend or a record in the scriptures, but someone really did it.
Obviously, this greatly inspired the ambition in his heart, and he had been imagining whether one day when his physical strength was strong enough, he would be able to fight against the crystallization of technological civilization.
In order to hide his gaffe, he couldn't help but speak: "It's a pity that Lao Chen's hands don't go mining."
"What did you say?" Wu Yinmei looked sideways, and when she looked at him, she showed a puzzled look.
"I mean, a real man has to dismantle the mecha with his bare hands!" Wang Xuan said loudly, in fact, this is a short- and medium-term goal he set for himself.
The people nearby came back to their senses, and Lao Chen's methods did calm down many people, especially those in the genetic warfare body and the new technique camp, who were extremely vigilant.
Some people also looked at Wang Xuan, how many people can dismantle the mecha with their bare hands? Are the juniors who practice old techniques mocking them and want to deny the vast majority of men?
"Lao Chen, no matter how you say you're a senior master, you're too ruthless, right?!" Someone said coldly.
A silver-gray mecha with a high energy of four meters and five meters, with a cold metallic luster and beautiful lines, and someone was striding towards it.
"Is this the first time you know me?" Lao Chen spoke calmly, he was very cold under the silver mask, like an unsheathed sword, sharp, and said: "Most of the people who have murderous intentions towards me and point their killing weapons at me are dead, and he can leave a life and lie for half a year, which is already lucky."
Many people are silent, and those who know Lao Chen know that this is his style.
So later, Lao Chen's enemies were relatively few, one was almost killed by him, and the other was afraid of him and did not dare to get involved easily.
"After many years of separation, today I will try you!" A middle-aged man's voice came from the silver-gray mecha, and the entire mecha glowed at this time.
Lao Chen spoke: "It is understandable that the defeated generals in the field of old techniques turned to other camps, but it is a bit too much to hate old techniques so much. Your mecha has been specially modified, densely packed, and there are energy weapon exports everywhere, are you sure this is to compete with me, not a hot battle?"
Indeed, the silver-gray mecha glows, from the fuselage to the arms, to the head and other parts, there are weapon ports everywhere, all of which can output energy beams.
Lao Chen said again: "I warn you, if you can't hit me in a short period of time, I will drive the battleship to kill you at that time. If you have to have a hot martial arts duel, why do you need to control this kind of scrap metal and just bombard the battleship!"
At this time, the medium-sized warship of the relevant departments of the old land dropped a beam of light and landed on the silver-gray mecha, which was a stern warning that he had been locked and would be smashed if he dared to act recklessly.
"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 pounding, in this case, if the other party didn't follow the rules, could Lao Chen avoid it? This was much more dangerous than the two hot weapon ambushes that Wang Xuan encountered, now the distance was very close, and the weapons on the mecha were more powerful.
He looked at Aoki and whispered his concern.
Aoki whispered: "My master's spiritual energy has already changed many times, forming his own spiritual realm, which can be felt in advance and can avoid mecha weapons in a short time."
Wang Xuan was surprised, he felt that in the future, what Lao Chen said, he had to pay attention to listening, some things were very reliable.
Last time, Lao Chen himself said that he was beaten by a ghost monk in the spiritual realm all night!
At that time, Wang Xuan didn't care, it turned out that there was really a so-called spiritual realm, and Lao Chen was a strong mess.
Seeing Wang Xuan's puzzlement, Aoki explained: "The so-called spiritual transformation means that the supersensory state has been triggered many times, and finally triggered spiritual transformation and the birth of the spiritual realm."
He sighed: "It's a pity that the pre-Qin alchemists have passed away, and the patriarch-level figures have also died.
Wu Yin nodded and said, "My father said that if it was in the most glorious era of ancient old art, Mr. Chen could become a powerful person!"
Aoki felt sorry for his master, the four elders of the old technique had a higher opinion of Lao Chen, saying that he could also open a mountain for the first time in ancient times, and if he was better, he might become a bodhisattva-level master in the field of old magic.
Wang Xuan finally understood why Lao Chen gave up his face and wanted to dig out the feathering-level immortal method from him, which was unwilling!
Lao Chen's heart must be very high, but this era is indeed not suitable for the old technique, even if Lao Chen has triggered the super-sensing state many times over the decades, no one can guide him into the interior scene.
In an instant, Wang Xuan felt that Lao Chen was not so improper, maybe now Lao Chen, who was like a heavenly sword out of its sheath and sharp, was the real himself.
"Lao Chen, you are really the same as before, your temper has not changed at all." An old man in a Tang costume stepped off the spaceship, looking very imposing.
He then spoke, saying: "But the times have changed, the old art has finally declined, and it is about to withdraw from the stage of history.
Obviously, the identity of the old man in Tang clothing is not simple, he directly points out the origin of the new technique, and can communicate supernatural powers.
The whole land is grayish-brown, and this season, the weather in the Green Ridge is bad and has already turned into frozen soil.
Lao Chen paced, without any mood swings, behind the cold silver mask, his heart seemed to be extremely indifferent, and said: "I have never rejected other paths, I have always advocated eclecticism, technology is so brilliant, who wants to go back to the primitive era of Ru Mao drinking blood? The new technique, as you said, can reach the gods and reach the other side, who will give up? I have always maintained an attitude of tolerance and learning, that is, my disciple's old art path has come to an end, and there is no potential to be explored, so I am suggesting that he study new techniques to break the situation. But why do some of you have to beat the old technique to death with a stick, press it down completely, and never give it a chance to turn over?"
Wang Xuan was silent and listened carefully.
Wu Yin was beside him, analyzing from her perspective, and whispered: "There is a dispute of ideas, and some interests are also involved. I heard that a grandmaster in the field of new techniques recently visited the relevant departments of the old land and said that he was willing to join the expedition organization to assist in various affairs. This is still where Mr. Chen is sitting, and it can be imagined that the complex relationship behind it involves a lot of interests in all aspects. As for the status of other old art organizations and institutions, it is even harder to say now."
Wang Xuan was surprised, there were many things he didn't know.
"My interpretation may be wrong and inconsistent with the truth, just listen to it." Wu Yin smiled.
"It's stormy." Wang Xuan whispered.
Wu Yin nodded and said, "The expedition organization that Mr. Chen is in charge of is indeed amazing, whether it is the Immortal Cave Mansion, or the flesh and blood of a female alchemist left over from three thousand years ago that can extend the life of modern people, or other more important discoveries...... Expedition organizations can participate as soon as possible."
Wang Xuan nodded, and Wu Yin's analysis was very organized.
Obviously, this pool of water is very deep, more complicated than Wu Yin said, and there are deep-seated reasons, but a group of old men did not spread it out.
For example, Lao Chen, although he was full of anger, he didn't open it, but coldly buckled a big hat.
"In the era of the sons, a hundred schools of thought contended, brilliant, and the stars twinkled. Later, the hundred schools were abolished and Confucianism was respected. In this era, do you still want to do this and follow the example of the ancients?!" Lao Chen asked.
"Lao Chen, where did you go, this metaphor is inappropriate, we are just competing and competing, and we have no intention of killing them all." The old man in Chinese clothing spoke.
"Kill them all? You are really confident, you really dare to say it!" Lao Chen sneered.