"Old Xue, Old Xue... isn't this the chain of Master Tu that you have been holding on to for your entire life?

"It was successful, it was really successful.

"O master of a foreign race, shooting an arrow down is like shooting a bird, killing him immediately!

"Awesome, really awesome!

"Old Xue, Jiang Yuanguo probably won't be able to accommodate a giant Buddha like you in the future."

Looking at Ying Fenghuang's corpse on the screen, the old man Hei couldn't recover for a while.

Then, he grabbed Xue Pinghai's arm and shook it vigorously.

So excited.

I was so excited that I wanted to take a sauna.

Old Hei knows Xue Pinghai.

He was originally a high-spirited master of warfare research, but because of his persistence in the chain of massacre masters, he offended many people, and was eventually arranged to hide in a small office.

Even, he was expelled in the end.

How pitiful.

But the sky has eyes, and his research results are finally available.

Now, Xue Pinghai can announce to the world that the Master Tu Chain is not a delusion.

"Hey, Lao Xue, what's wrong with you?

"Why are you crying!"

However.

Xue Pinghai was not as excited as he imagined.

Instead, he buried his head in his knees and cried silently.

Feeling wronged is like a child.

More than ten years.

When questioned, Xue Pinghai argued hard.

When being ridiculed, Xue Pinghai disdained those rumors.

Even when he was expelled from the scientific research institute, Xue Pinghai did not collapse.

For a long time, Xue Pinghai was regarded as a madman by others.

He faced everything lonely.

Paranoid, stubborn.

He used silence to confront everyone.

But when the Master Tu Chain came out, Xue Pinghai finally couldn't hold it back and burst into tears.

All the emotions that had been suppressed in my heart for more than ten years collapsed.

"Cry.

"It's not a sin for a man to cry."

The black old man comforted Xue Pinghai.

Jiang Wu.

Everyone at the Jiang Yuan State Scientific Research Institute was ready to evacuate, but as Ying Fenghuang was shot down by Gong Ling, they stayed in Jiangwu City.

Witnessing the scenery of the Master Tu Chain with their own eyes, this group of scientific researchers all recalled one person...Xue Pinghai.

No one thought that the Master Tu chain that Xue Pinghai had insisted on for more than ten years would actually succeed.

Third grade.

He was directly blessed with sixth-grade strength, thus killing the master.

This is simply unthinkable.

"If we have a chance, we find Xue Pinghai and we must apologize to him personally."

The dean of the scientific research institute sighed.

"Yes, we owe him an apology."

The other researchers also nodded.

In China.

Yan Dongyan's eyes were already moist.

It worked.

Although a battle formation is not a peerless tactic, it is a battle formation that surpasses the peerless tactic, and it actually has a chance of success one day.

Recalling his years in Jiang Yuanguo, Yan Dongyan felt sad.

Xue Pinghai suffered a lot for the sake of slaughtering the Grandmaster Chain.

But no matter what, it was successful and made great achievements for the human race.

Xue Pinghai, this life is not wasted.

At the Warring States Military Academy.

No matter the students, instructors, or even the principal, they couldn't help but cheer.

Today's Gong Ling is simply a myth.

An arrow broke through the sky, not only killing the sixth-grade palm-eye clan, but also accurately breaking his arrow.

That arrow is so handsome that it has no friends.

In Seibu.

Zhao Jiangtao couldn't wait to invite all his friends to a banquet.

So proud.

Zhao Jiangtao has been the principal for many years and has never been so excited.

There are two Seibu students participating in this battle formation.

And Su Yue is still in the most critical position.

Really proud.

Other presidents of Wuhan University were also excited.

The young people of this generation in China are really up to date.

And in the Gong family.

Mr. Gong put on an oxygen mask.

The old man was too excited, and the younger generation were afraid that the old man would die of joy.

At the same time, all Gong family members are also proud of Gong Ling.

In fact, her being admitted to the Warring States Military Academy was already the pride of the entire Gong family, but now...she has become a legend of the Gong family.

Father Gong’s cell phone exploded.

I can't even read all kinds of blessing messages.

Many of the text messages were signed by well-known businessmen. Their enthusiasm for Mr. Gong gave Mr. Gong the illusion that he was going to ascend the throne.

This group of people is simply crazy.

Thunder Festival City!

The thunder slurry covering Xu Baiyan's body became more and more dazzling, and through the projection, people could no longer even see Xu Baiyan's face.

From a distance, she looks like a mountain range flashing with thunder and lightning. Even the Grand Master is a little scared.

Xingbu Mo Qi was standing on the highest city wall in Leiji City. He looked at the light curtain and nodded with satisfaction.

Make a fortune.

This generation of young people in China has simply reached a new level of excellence.

He has repeatedly turned the tide.

Especially Su Qingfeng's son, he is simply the most talented person among all talented people, and no one dares to ignore him.

And Gong Ling.

Wait another ten years, maybe... in just seven or eight years, Gong Ling may be the next generation of China's Chief Archer God.

The talent is simply too strong.

"The archery girl is interesting, even... more talented than Gong Yuzhen!"

Yuan Xingzi is also paying attention to the battle situation in Jiangwu City.

He knows Chief Xuan Gong.

Yuan Xingzi lived long enough that he not only knew Chief Xuan Gong, but also Gong Yuzhen, and even fought together.

Therefore, he is optimistic about Gong Ling and also sees the future arrow path of China.

In all the legions in China, those long-range warriors all saluted Gong Ling.

This is the pride of China.

Even in some other countries on Earth, the long-range bow and arrow systems are studying Gong Ling.

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To be continued...