There Are Geniuses in This World 1

Dean Xu looked at Marshal Feng suspiciously, "This strength is at least level 9 or above."

Dean Xu didn't know that Feng Wu was acting as a step-by-step scripture, and after hearing the secret order of the elder of the other party, it was revised so quickly.

Marshal Feng subconsciously shook his head, but he didn't have any.

Dean Xu "That's why it's very strange."

Dean Lu glared at Dean Xu, "So what's the situation now?"

Dean Xu spread his hands, "As you can see, these flying fighters are all ours."

Everyone was silent, not knowing what to express.

ecstasy?

Surprised?

incredible?

Have it.

Elder Helian asked, "Then the other side's Marshal Xue, is he still bombing us?"

Everyone looked at Marshal Feng in unison.

Marshal Feng's expression tightened!

This is a top priority.

"First of all, we must find out how many flying fighters the opponent has. If there are many left, I'm afraid they will still attack. Helian, Dongfang!"

"exist!"

"exist!"

"Hurry up and choose the seedlings of flight fighters!"

"Yes!"

Elder Helian and Elder Dongfang stepped back quickly.

They have a lot to do next.

"President Xu, the assembly and maintenance of the flying fighter will be delivered to you."

Dean Xu is too happy to be happy.

Marshal Feng, "If there is something you don't understand, you still have to ask that girl Feng Wu."

Dean Xu did not agree with "that girl..."

Marshal Feng, "I can't even match that girl's skills in inscriptions. Do you know what she has in her hands?"

Dean Xu was puzzled.

Marshal Feng "Divine Phoenix Pen."

"Divine Phoenix Pen?! Master Linghu's Divine Phoenix Pen?!" Dean Xu exclaimed.

Marshal Feng stroked his beard and nodded.

Dean Xu was really startled, "How come, how about the Divine Phoenix Pen..."

Marshal Feng, "You can be favored by Master Linghu, what do you think of that girl's talent?"

Back then, Dean Xu wanted to join Master Linghu, but Master Linghu bluntly refused.

After Marshal Feng said this, Dean Xu immediately paid attention to Feng Wu.

"That girl's attainment in inscriptions...is it really higher than yours?" This is something that Dean Xu could never have imagined.

Marshal Feng nodded seriously.

Dean Xu "...So the end of this inscription self-destruction procedure is that girl?"

How can it be so unbelievable?

"She's fifteen or sixteen years old, isn't she? Why..." Dean Xu felt bitter in his heart.

He has studied all his life and specialized in research all his life, is he not as good as a little girl?

Marshal Feng patted Dean Xu on the shoulder, "You have to admit that there are geniuses in this world. Obviously, so does that girl."

Why use one?

Because Jun Linyuan is a living example.

Whose teenagers are less than 20 years old, can the strength be comparable to their level? Scared to death, okay?

Dean Xu doesn't want to admit it anymore, but when he recalls the past, thinks about the speed of Feng Wu's cultivation, thinks about the level of Feng Wu's refining pharmacist, and then thinks about the level of Feng Wu's inscription...

I have to admit that what Marshal Feng said makes sense.

So let's think so. Dean Xu was still skeptical in his heart, but on the surface, he no longer doubted.

Dongsang Kingdom, Sun Bulwark.

Xue Zhibei didn't know that so many things had happened in the past few days when he left.

When he saw the main courtyard where the Grand Marshal's Mansion was bombed, he was obviously stunned.

He turned back and looked at Mr. Zuoqiu with doubtful eyes.