Raised his daughter alone, and obtained the official position of Siye in Xijing Zhangwu Academy, Wu Hongyan boasted of his rich social experience.

In the past, she could occasionally guess the thoughts of the Director-General and her colleagues, and she was complacent about them.

But it is precisely because of this that Hong Fan's thinking mode particularly shocked her.

Obviously, I just wanted to judge the reaction of a few Xijing family members after being deflated.

However, after a few words, the context has long been more than Wang Mincai's case, but also in the personal gains and losses of the Heavenly Admiral, and even more in Shenjing, the Nine Five-Year Venerable and the Martial Saint Mountain Chief......

Wu Hongyan pondered silently, with an inexplicable sense of dislocation.

"Si Ye, what's wrong?"

Hong Fan said with concern.

"But you think I'm not right?"

Wu Hongyan shook her head.

"The more I think about it, the more I think you say it."

"It's just that before today, I have never dared to go to see the Admiral, the Mountain Chief, or even the Son of Heaven like you......"

Hong Fan heard the words and asked, "What is this?" ”

Wu Hongyan was hot at him.

"That's the Heavenly Martial Saint, the Shenjing Supreme, but as you just said, it is as vulgar as us."

She thinks about her words.

Hong Fan smiled.

"Not vulgar, but practical."

He shook his head.

"Self-cultivation and family governance, governing the country and leveling the world are all about doing things."

"And doing things is not only based on ability, but also sitting in the right seat."

Hong Fan patiently explained.

Wu Hongyan put her hands on her knees and listened carefully.

In the study, the relationship between age and status seems to be reversed for a while.

"If we want to decide the course of a ship, how can we not be the captain? The name and the instrument go hand in hand! ”

"So even if you are a person who is out of the world, once you enter the WTO and do things, you have to be vulgar."

Hong Fan concluded.

The voice is diffuse, setting off the quiet of the study.

Wu Hongyan was thoughtful.

At this time, she and Hong Fan sat very close, but inexplicably felt that the other party's heart was very high and far away.

The sound of water filling sounded.

Hong Fan lifted the kettle and brewed apricot and pear tea.

The wind penetrates the window and is slightly cool to the skin.

Wu Hongyan came back to her senses, and then realized that she was sitting stiffly.

She hurriedly adjusted her posture so that she could look casual.

"Si Ye, these things, in fact, are just a word, and they may not be reliable in the end."

Hong Fan said with a smile.

"In this way, I will make the simplest judgment, you are good to follow the map."

"Whether the Admiral wants to enter the game or not, you will see if Wang Mincai will be handed over to the Prosecutor."

"This person is solid and well-cultivated, and according to the regulations, he can be locked up in my cell or transferred."

"If the person is handed over to Jin Ziming, what I just said will be all nonsense."

"On the contrary, if the ministry refuses to hand over the person and only allows the prosecutor to come and interrogate him, then my analysis just now will be very different."

"Inside the red wall, we calculated black and white, and Wang Mincai explained that everything was fair and just."

"Outside the red wall, whether it is a strong dragon or a snake, who can force the head of the Martial Academy?"

When Wu Hongya heard this, she had a bottom in her heart.

"Ruyi complained to me before, saying that now the Ruyi team has become the Hongfan team, and you have become the team."

She laughed.

"If you continue like this, you will not only be a wishful team, you will become my business!"

Hong Fan is not easy to answer.

And Wu Hongyan immediately realized that she was indulgent, her ears were red, and she hurriedly left after drinking the tea in the cup.

A quarter of an hour later, she returned to the Palm Martial Academy, just in time to see Jian Siyuan coming out of the Pig Hall.

"What's the matter with the Director-General?"

Wu Hongyan greeted.

"Yes, the Admiral just came to give orders."

Jian Siyuan replied.

"Didn't the people from the judge come here to ask for someone, so I went back to them."

When Wu Hongyan heard this, her smile suddenly brightened.

But he was confused when he saw Jian Siyuan.

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Three days later.

September 24, afternoon.

Asahi Prefecture martial arts field.

Hong Fan stood in the middle of the field, and three steps away was a hanging wooden plank.

The board is one inch thick, half a meter long and half a meter wide.

He breathed slightly, and then condensed the sand armor.

The right arm is raised flat, the fist is clenched, and the armor is torn through the gap, and air is inhaled.

Yan Liujin intervened, blurring his vision.

There was a thud.

From around the gigills, dozens of spherical gravel aggregate warheads erupted, blasting the planks into a cloud of fragments.

"How does it feel?"

Hong Fan dispersed the sand armor and turned to the sidelines and asked.

"The shotgun is still not as powerful as the one-headed bullet you just used."

Zhan Yuanzi replied.

He pointed to a thin, twisted and dented steel plate at his feet.

"But in the Force Realm, that's enough."

"Close distance, pure realm cultivation; If you don't practice the Dharma horizontally, and you don't wear heavy armor, even if you don't die, you will definitely not be able to stand up. ”

Zhan Yuanzi said, walking to the courtyard wall behind the plank.

The walls are intact and there are no signs of hitting.

"How far can your sand bombs hit?"

He asked, looking back.

"The upper limit is between twenty and thirty meters."

Hong Fan replied.

"But ten meters away, the hardness drops rapidly."

He walked to the sidelines and picked up a charcoal pen.

There was paper on the table, on which was drawn a sketch of the barren sand battle armor.

In the humanoid, thin lines outline structures such as suction holes, pressurized chambers, short breeches, and so on.

New experimental data are written down in full.

"This trick has been practiced so far, and it is theoretically no problem."

Hong Fan concluded.

"But people are not targets in the end, and they won't fight back just by being beaten."

"You have to try it in actual combat to be more sure."

He looked at Zhan Yuanzi.

The latter shook his head and laughed.

"I knew you called me, nothing good."

Zhan Yuanzi said, walked to the rain eaves of the martial arts arena, took off the whole set of cotton armor and heavy armor and hung them up.

With his armor ready, he picked up another hatchet.

The two stood still in the center of the martial arts arena.

Hong Fan evokes the sand armor.

"Here we are."

Zhan Yuanzi danced a wrist flower with his right hand, reminding him that the next step is a heavy split.

The sand armor thickens and the arms are blocked.

The blade of the axe bit into the gravel and was locked up.

Hong Fan approached and threw his right fist.

Zhan Yuanzi's left arm was close to his ribs, and the whole person was shocked back half a foot, unloading his fist.

One offense and one defense, it's considered a round.

At this moment, Zhan Yuanzi suddenly felt a burning heat coming from his ribs.

He stared down and saw that Hong Fan's right arm was visibly inflated, and the air around him was distorted.

[It's coming!] 】

Zhan Yuanzi's heart was awe-inspiring, he turned his elbows open, and turned sideways to avoid.

Short thunderclaps rang out at the same time.

Dust flying.

Zhan Yuanzi's upper body was shocked, he took two steps back, looked down, and sure enough, he found that he had been shot.

The shotgun came from Hong Fan's chest.

"So you don't have to use your arms for this move, but also your chest?"

Zhan Yuanzi said with annoyance.

"It's really hard to prevent."

"It's not just the chest."

Hong Fan smiled back, quite complacent.

"As long as there are enough thick parts of the body, you can do it all."

Zhan Yuanzi was taken aback.

"Then I think the power of your move is no less than an instant."

"How much force did you use with this shot just now?"

He asked, touching his chest and easily ripping off seven or eight half-rotten pieces of armor.

"Fifty percent."

Hong Fan estimated.

"Ten percent of the force, with a single-headed bullet, it should be able to penetrate the hundred forging heart guards."

"Awesome!"

Zhan Yuanzi stretched out his thumb.

"It's like having a cannon hidden in your body!"

As soon as these words came out, Hong Fan was stunned.

"You just said artillery?"

He immediately asked.

"yes."

Zhan Yuanzi nodded.

"Shengzhou is known for its defense of the city, which is invincible, and it is said that it was several years ago."

"Don't you know artillery?"

Hong Fan did not reply immediately.

He dissipated his sand armor and paced a few steps with his hands on his hips, looking at the sunset behind the wall.

"The Power ...... Firearms"

"I know too well!"

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