Chapter 969: First Visit to the North
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Snowflakes were floating around, and the pure white and crystal-clear small ice crystals were like silk floating in the wind, passing by beautifully in front of their eyes.
Wang Yan and Nan Lian stood on the edge of the cabin and looked into the distance.
In front of the left side of the airport, a clear and quiet lake was like an endless ocean. Against the backdrop of the slowly falling snowflakes, it was like a dazzling blue eye, embedded on the plains of Siberia.
"Lake Baikal, it's really beautiful..." Nan Lian gently held Wang Yan's wrist, looking at the snowy scenery of Lake Baikal next to her, her expression could not help but be a little moved.
As the oldest, clearest, and deepest freshwater lake in the world, Lake Baikal has always amazed the world with its beauty, especially its largest water area in the Eurasian continent. In ancient China, it was once called the North Sea.
Under the falling snow, Nan Lian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her pair of blue ice eyes were now full of the dazzling lake water. Wang Yan was a little intoxicated watching from the side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but slightly raised, "Your eyes are more beautiful than the lake."
A blush like a flying cloud dyed Nan Lian's cheeks red. She looked at Wang Yan shyly. The affectionate picture of the two seemed to be frozen, leaving only the pure white snowflakes falling slowly between the two.
"Ahem, the love between the Son of Fire and the Queen of Ice is really enviable."
A joking cough broke the frozen picture on the scene.
Wang Yan and Nan Lian smiled, and naturally understood who spoke. They turned their eyes and walked to the bottom of the plane gangway.
"Berlisa, Brother Tank, how are you?"
The Midwinter Hunting God, Berlisa Nova, and the Red Tank, Christopher Meyev, who had fought with Nan Lian and Wang Yan at the Youth Conference, stood on the left and right sides of the plane gangway, waiting for a long time.
Behind the two men, there was a team of soldiers in neat formation and high spirits. It was obvious that they were the ground troops of the Russian Polar Bear Special Service, who came to greet Wang Yan and Nan Lian.
"On behalf of the Polar Bear Special Service and the Irkutsk Branch, I welcome you two." Perissa stood at the bottom of the gangway and greeted them with a smile.
At this time, she changed into a black leather coat. Under the tight leather coat, her exquisite and beautiful perfect figure was even more beautiful. And the wolf cloak symbolizing the hunting god was still draped on her body. The snow-white and thick wolf fur made her originally heroic temperament more majestic.
Her inseparable war pet, the northern bear king Reynolds, also shrank his original mighty and domineering body at this time, turning into the size of an ordinary white bear, and squatted quietly beside her.
Opposite Perissa, the red tank known as the undead monster, Christopher Meyev, also looked at Wang Yan with a smile on his face.
The tall and mighty Red Tank still had short hair and sunglasses, and was dressed neatly as a soldier. However, perhaps because of the cold weather, he wore a military jacket over his T-shirt.
The military green thick cotton jacket made his tower-like stature look even more sturdy and tall. Standing in front of people, he looked like a high wall, full of visual impact.
At present, including Wang Yan and others, these top superpowers dressed according to the season not because it was cold, but because they did so to avoid living like an alien in this world. After all, whether they were superpowers or ordinary people, they were all part of this world and needed to integrate into this society to enjoy the fun and beauty of life.
"Old Wang, long time no see."
Seeing Wang Yan and Nan Lian get off the plane, Red Tank was the first to greet them, enthusiastically extended his hand, and shook hands with Wang Yan tightly.
He and Bo Lisha also knew Wang Yan and Nan Lian by fighting. Meeting again at this time was like meeting old friends. The scene of the fierce fight between them at the conference seemed to have stopped yesterday and was still vivid in their minds.
"Hmm? Brother Tank, you are also S-level?"
Wang Yan was slightly startled. The moment he shook hands with Red Tank, he felt an unrivaled force coming from the other's palm.
The air between the two palms immediately stirred up a circle of translucent air waves visible to the naked eye. The extremely domineering power seemed to be able to crush his palm and bones at any time.
Wang Yan turned his eyes and looked at Red Tank. It must be said that in terms of pure power, Red Tank is really the unquestionable king on this planet.
At the half-step S-level stage, Red Tank relied on his extremely powerful strength to be known as the king of land warfare and an undead monster. And at this moment, after being promoted to S-level, it has reached a terrifying level, a monster among monsters.
Wang Yan dared to say that in front of this power, let alone armored tanks, even mountains and rivers would collapse.
"Haha, this is also thanks to the result of the battle with you. I think no one can beat me in a head-on battle, but you taught me a solid lesson." Red Tank laughed heartily, and seeing Wang Yan's reaction, the smugness in his eyes increased a little.
"So after the competition, for more than half a year, I was thinking about the meaning of fighting with you, and I also experienced a life-and-death experience. As a result, I happened to be promoted to S-level half a year earlier than you!"
"Brother Tank is so amazing." Wang Yan became interested. It seems that he is not the only one working hard in this world. Unconsciously, there seems to be a flame rising in his eyes.
"Compared to the Son of Fire who has made so many great achievements in the world, my achievements are still far behind." Red Tank said modestly, but the strength in his hands increased a little. "When I was half a step into the S-level, I thought I was inferior to you, but now I have accumulated more than half a year, you have to be careful."
Red Tank was eager to try. He was confident that with the accumulation of half a year, he would definitely catch up with, or even surpass Wang Yan.
Behind him, the team of elite soldiers also showed excitement, excitement and pride.
"With the unparalleled power of Red Tank, the Son of Fire is bound to lose!"
Out of friendship and politeness, these soldiers did not say what they thought in their hearts, but Red Tank was the idol of these Russian soldiers. Now the power of Red Tank has been witnessed by their direct troops.
The powerful cruise missile, which hit him head-on, could only hurt him a little.
Although the name and deeds of the Son of Fire are world-renowned, as a top superpower of the fire system, he is definitely not as strong as the hero of their army, the Red Tank!
Almost no one in the audience was optimistic about Wang Yan. Only the hairy crab carrying luggage and Nan Lian beside him looked at the Red Tank with sympathy.
He even dared to show off in front of Lao Wang. Tsk, it seems that he has not learned his lesson.
"Brother Tank was not convinced of losing last time. Do you want to try again?" Wang Yan smiled disapprovingly.
He understood that the other party had no ill intentions. The Red Tank had the typical personality characteristics of the old Russians. When facing enemies and strangers, he would appear quite indifferent and terrifying, but if he really wanted to become friends, he would find the other party's bold and enthusiastic side.
However, since the other party wanted to compete, Wang Yan would not let him go.
"It seems that I have to teach you another lesson today." With a fixed gaze, Wang Yan immediately used the pure Yang True Fire in his body, which was the strongest and most yang, and fought back with a force that was not inferior to the other party.
Wherever the Pure Yang True Fire passed, the muscles on Wang Yan's palms that were squeezed were immediately full and swollen, and at the same time, a temperature that seemed to be able to melt steel began to rise on the surface of his palms.
"Hiss!"
The skin on Wang Yan's arm began to turn slightly red, and his skin and muscles became as hard as steel. His strength was enormous, and his body surface temperature was as hot as magma. Soon, wisps of white steam began to rise continuously at the intersection of the red tank and Wang Yan's palms, and the red tank's expression became more and more solemn.
"Hiss! Ah!"
After a few seconds, the red tank could no longer withstand the dual pressure of strength and fire. It uttered a light cry, retracted its palm, and was defeated.
"Old Wang, you are really a monster! I have never seen a fire-type mutant who can have such strong power."
Red Tank frowned, and saw that there was a red and hot palm print on his palm.
Wang Yan didn't take it seriously, but smiled with great pleasure, "I feel quite honored to be called a monster by a monster like you."
The team of soldiers behind him was already stunned. The Son of Flame not only had amazing fire powers, but also had no disadvantage in terms of strength. It was really terrifying! The key is that he is still so young. If he continues like this, what will happen in the future?
"Ahem, Christo, the Son of Flame and the Ice Queen are our distinguished guests of the Secret Service. You are too rude." Berissa smiled politely at Wang Yan and turned sideways to meet Nan Lian who was walking down the stairs.
"Xiao Yan, we are guests, so we should keep a low profile." Nan Lian said, stretching out her delicate hand and shaking hands with Berissa very politely.
The two generous and decent women were much more low-key than the two hot-blooded men, but it was still possible to feel the fierce collision of fighting spirits between the two women's eyes.
Superpowers are at the top of the food chain on this planet, so having a good opponent is the key to their continuous improvement. The relationship between them is like two top athletes who are equally matched. They compete with each other and make progress together. At the same time, as friends, they add a lot of fun to their life.
"Excuse me, Lao Wang. I will definitely have a good competition with you when I have the chance."
"Brother Tank, you are polite. You are a good opponent. I also look forward to competing with you again."
The two shook hands again in a very friendly manner and exchanged politeness with each other.
When everyone was about to walk into the car driven by the red tank, Perissa called out in surprise from behind.
"Wait, this... Nanlian, how did you get this necklace?"
Perissa's eyes narrowed and her eyes stayed in front of Nanlian's clothes for a long time.
Nanlian widened her eyes in surprise, "This is the necklace left by my mother. You, you recognize it?"
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