Watching two fighter jets flying past the Dragon Palace on the Sea, the students in the Sky Concert Hall, which had gradually become quiet, became restless again.

Seeing two fighter jets passing by at low altitude overhead, they subconsciously shrank their heads, and then fell into a mess again.

"The fighter planes are coming!"

"Fuck!"

"This is too much!"

"Not fair, not fair at all!"

Whether it is dealing with ships on the surface or vehicles on the ground, the air force can be regarded as a dimensionality reduction strike.

People who often watch movies will find some very interesting things. For example, when watching those classic domestic war movies, you basically win when you see a hundred guns firing. That era was still the era of the Continental Army, and there was a crazy obsession with artillery.

obsessed.

When watching modern war movies, which side calls for air support is basically considered a winner.

The air force, in modern warfare, is at the top of the contempt chain.

The essence of an aircraft carrier battle group is to dispatch a large number of warships to protect an airport that can take off and land aircraft. It uses the navy to ensure the combat effectiveness of the air force, and then uses the combat effectiveness of the air force to form a real regional deterrent to influence the war situation in an entire region.

Both F-35C fighter jets can penetrate the entire air defense system of some countries that are not ranked highly.

Come when you want and go when you want.

But now, two fighter jets are dispatched to deter a ship.

It's really like dealing with a living target.

Just drop anything and it will blow up the ship until you can no longer take care of yourself.

However, Dragon Palace on the Sea is not just "a ship".

At the moment when two fighter planes flew over the Dragon Palace on the sea.

A white light rose into the sky and flew straight to the sky.

Suddenly, the white light split into two, and a white light shot straight into the sky, pulling out a slender white line.

And another shadow was suspended in the sky.

A young man, carrying an aircraft with complex cloud patterns on his back, stood in the air and looked in the direction of the two fighter jets.

Yunzhongjun!

Gu Xiaobai!

Above his head, the white line shooting straight into the sky turned in the air, drawing an arc.

Like a poisonous scorpion raising its tail.

That's Gu Xiaobai's unique, white flying sword!

The next second, the boy flew forward again, and the white flying sword in the sky also shot down diagonally. The two white rays of light met again in the air, merged into one, and accelerated instantly.

"Boom!" The combined white light exploded into a sonic boom cloud, and a white flower bloomed in the air. The flower bloomed, the petals stretched, but the stamens shot straight ahead.

The white light caught up with the two fighter jets in front at an astonishing speed, then tilted slightly to slow down. The boy wearing the white "Yun Zhongjun" slowly stood up from his original lying position.

The armor on his body locked onto the flying sword under his feet, supporting his body, while the air jets from behind maintained the balance of his body. He could hold his shoulders with his hands and stand on the flying sword at a 45-degree angle.

Like a drawn bow.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

"Xiaobai! Xiaobai!"

Everyone in the Sky Concert Hall exploded.

Compared to the various powerful displays of Dragon Palace on the Sea, Gu Xiaobai's comment that a flying sword can defeat fighter jets from all over the world is more like an urban legend.

Because no one could observe the ever-changing confrontation at a height of 10,000 meters at a close distance.

But now, they see it.

Although, it was just a glimpse, and then the three aircraft had already escaped into Qingming, making them invisible to the naked eye.

On the two fighter jets, the pilots just felt that something was wrong.

There seemed to be something extra in the corner of my eye.

They turned around and saw the young man flying between them as if he were riding on the back of a silver dragon.

"What the hell!"

The white flying sword approached without any warning.

They weren't targeted, and there wasn't even a trace on the radar.

Like a ghost.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.

I'm sure they won't believe that Gu Xiaobai is here.

Even now, they can't believe it.

The next second, something even more unbelievable happened to them.

They saw the white flying sword turn and the young man standing on the flying sword turn over.

Then there was a "bang, swish, swish" sound.

The boy actually landed on one of the F-35s!

There was a "bang" sound, and it was the boy's foot that hit the F-35.

There was a "crash", and the metal shell dented where the young man landed.

At such a fast speed, even at such a small distance, the resistance is enough to generate enough acceleration. The boy's strike knocked the F-35C off balance, instantly destroying the F-35's streamlined structure and greatly increasing the resistance.

When the pilot was scrambling to regain the balance of the F-35, he saw that the boy had already stood firm on the nose of his plane.

Under the boy's feet, the device that seemed to be used to lock the flying sword was deeply inserted into the shell of the F-35's nose, tilting the shell up to reveal the radar array below.

The young man squatted on the nose of the plane. He didn't know what the armor on his body was made of, but it could withstand such a strong wind and allow him to move at such a speed.

Although slow, he did not hesitate.

At this moment, the pilot in the cockpit looked at the boy outside the cockpit.

Under the goggles, the young man's eyes were cold and indifferent.

The pilot's heart was filled with an unspeakable sense of absurdity.

How is this... so damn possible?

Is this guy Iron Man?

Is that really just a backpack on him?

The boy's standing was unstable.

Flying at supersonic speed, the airflow that broke the sound barrier blew on his body, creating huge pressure.

Under his feet, the shell of the plane was constantly deforming, and it seemed that it might be torn apart at any time.

Just like that, he even took a step forward, raised one leg, and stepped on the front glass panel of the cockpit.

"Click..." Under his feet, the locking device pressed down heavily, and a crack appeared on the front glass panel.

At the current speed, if the front panel is broken and the airflow pours in, his helmet can be torn apart instantly and his body can be twisted into a puppet.

At that moment, the pilot was scared to death.

Outside the plane, the boy raised one foot and stepped on the cockpit glass of the plane, tilting his head slightly, as if observing the pilot's expression.

This is a typical white American, about thirty years old, with black hair, brown eyes, and a pale complexion.

Under the helmet, there was visible fear, like a little boy being stared at by a monster.

He could do nothing but tremble.

No one could understand the pilot's fear.

Because, at this moment, Gu Xiaobai has completely controlled his life.

He doesn't need any powerful weapons, or even much strength.
Chapter completed!