The two large UAVs flown by Colin are mainly used for delivery, pesticide spraying, forest fire fighting and other tasks, and on these two large UAVs, atomization spraying devices and high-pressure water gun spraying devices are installed respectively.

Colin flies, and uses this thing as a weapon.

With precise control, colored mist obscuring the line of sight, and a high-pressure water cannon.

The two drones that Colin flew fought and retreated, descending all the way.

In fact, Lin Ke's strategy is very simple.

They don't seek merit but no fault, as long as their two drones land safely, it is considered a victory.

They performed really well, but unfortunately, their opponent was Gu Xiaobai.

At first, Gu Xiaobai was hesitant to give the fellow a face, but the fellow didn't give him face.

Gu Xiaobai didn't plan to keep his hand either.

He folded his wings, spread out, dodged the jet of the high-pressure water gun, and then flicked his right hand.

A streamer of light flew out.

"Puff" twice, the long sword that Gu Xiaobai threw out actually pierced the two drones directly through a gourd.

In the next second, the fire flashed, and two drones loaded with gasoline exploded in an instant.

"Boom, boom!" Two sparks exploded in the sky with two explosions.

The flames engulfed the Cloud Master, causing an exclamation on the ground.

Could it be that Master Yun also injured himself?

But a few seconds later, there was a flash of white light in the firelight, and the wings of the cloud master swept through the flames from the explosion of the two drones unscathed, and everyone present didn't know what to say.

This thing is really unscientific!

Holy, is this really human?

In the sky, a long sword fell rapidly in the sky.

Because it was affected by the explosion, it flew diagonally and extremely fast, like lightning falling from high in the sky.

And behind it, the cloud master with his wings converged, followed closely behind, and then grasped it in his hand. At that moment, the light flowed, as if a bolt of lightning had been captured in his hand.

Yun Shi turned in the air, inserted the long sword between the wings behind his back, and disappeared.

Then stand in the air in the air, stretch your wings, and slowly fall.

Next to him, several helicopters filmed Gu Xiaobai's footage from afar, putting his expression into the camera.

The audience was surprised to find that Gu Xiaobai's face was a little bleak, some lonely, and some disappointed.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai's "soul of middle two" broke out.

Gu Xiaobai really had a feeling of being alone and seeking defeat in his heart.

He stood erect in the air, staring out at the airshow below.

So many exhibitors, so many technocrats, so many flying machines.

None of them dared to come up and have a one-on-one head-to-head duel with him.

He had seen so many different ways of flying, so many jets, but none of them could compare to the mini turbofan he had just built.

Even the more mature propeller helicopter UAV, in terms of performance, is nothing more than that.

I can't even compare to my "Wind Wings", so how can I compare to my mini turbofan?

The world is so big, and there is no one who is my enemy!

I thought I had just come out of the novice village, but who would have thought that I had already fought in front of the final boss?

If the road is only so short, then what's the point of walking?

Should I wait for the rest of the road, or should I continue on my own?

But what's the meaning of walking alone?

If He Shisong and the others knew what he was thinking now, they would definitely spray him to death.

Genius is great, can you look down on the heroes of the world?

You've only farmed one copy of the mini turbofan right now, and there are other copies waiting for you to farm!

But at this moment, Gu Xiaobai had indeed seen the end at the beginning.

The two feelings are intertwined, making him become one with a certain imaginary image in his mind.

This feeling of being invincible.

This kind of power that no one can offend.

Is this the majesty of the king in the sky?

Gu Xiaobai closed his eyes, and at that moment, he felt as if he had become the legendary Yunzhongjun.

In his mind, the previous battle had also turned into a war in the heavenly realm.

The alien gods of the four directions challenged the majesty of the Lord of the Clouds in this sky, vying for the sole priesthood.

Some of them ride on rumbling flying chariots, some ride the wind, some can lay nets from heaven and earth, and some can use poisonous clouds and mist to summon waterspouts.

But in this sky, there is only one person who can control everything - Yunzhongjun!

A pair of wings dazzled the sky, a long sword led to lightning, a long roar of thunder, and a breath gathered in the clouds.

He is ethereal, yet majestic.

He is the king of the sky, and no one is his enemy!

He drew his sword, and in the distance, Zhong Jun drummed and the bell and drum sounded in unison to help him.

He danced the sword, Xiangjun blew the jade flute, and Mrs. Xiang blew the pan flute.

He killed the enemy, Dongjun drove the heavenly horse and galloped in a golden chariot, the sound of the horse's hooves came from afar, and he vaguely heard Dongjun shouting: "The enemy left me one." ”

But the last enemy had fallen from the sky covered in blood.

Above these nine heavens, among the clouds, he stood in the void, looking down below.

Below, the ignorant fools are singing and dancing to worship him, trying to please him.

But the cloud can't be pleased.

He has no sorrow or joy, he is neither merciful nor indifferent.

He was just watching eternally, and yet he was unpredictable.

Whenever someone looks up, they can always see him.

But it's never the same shape.

In the sky, Gu Xiaobai's fingers trembled slightly, as if he was playing an invisible instrument.

The invisible melody and countless musical instruments flowed in his heart, the passionate sound of bells and drums, and the high-pitched jade flute flute, but there was an eternal melody, echoing in the ethereal curling.

Soft, but not offensive.

majesty, but does not answer any supplication.

Ever-changing, yet consistent.

Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes, he knew how to arrange the music.

Sometimes, the inspiration for art comes from inadvertently.

Gu Xiaobai was still struggling with whether to arrange the music first or install his mini turbofan on a suitable aircraft first.

Now, everything has fallen into place.

In his brain, the various instruments simulated, vibrating on their own, forming strong rhythms, high-pitched melodies, and neat chords.

But the original melody of "Jun in the Clouds" is free from the shackles of rhythm, melody, and chords, and wanders between harmony and disharmony, which seems to violate almost all music theories, and the changes are so many that they are almost weird.

But the feeling of not being restrained and constantly changing has a particularly shocking power.

On the ground, everyone was looking at the big screen.

A gust of wind blew, and a wisp of mist filled the air.

By the time the clouds had passed, the boy had disappeared.