With the roar of the waves in his ears, Cheng Lin threw the He Jian into the sea and stood on the sword, as if he was stepping on a thin surfboard.
This kind of ability to control a sword without the medium of "hand" was something he had never possessed before. He only had this ability after he reached the high level, that is, the seventh grade.
"call."
Exhaling a breath, he looked around and found that he was floating on the vast Pacific Ocean. There were some gaps in his memory, mainly because he did not expect that the projection suddenly disappeared.
"This exploration is really unexpected. It ended like this." Cheng Lin sighed inwardly, but he quickly figured out that this was exactly in line with the "code" for the disappearance of previous projections, which is the "concentration of spiritual energy".
Those missiles detonated the entire lake, but the projection disappeared early, which is quite reasonable.
It's just... coming out of the projection, his mood suddenly became very complicated. The problems that had been temporarily put aside because he was in a battle will appear with the end of the projection, and these are what he needs to face.
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"I don't know what happened to Lancelot and Shi Shengcun... but don't die together..." Cheng Lin said to himself, not quite believing in this possibility.
Although the missiles are powerful, the two of them are at the eighth level after all... It's a bit difficult to resist, but it shouldn't be difficult to dodge. After all, most of the bombing relies on shock waves.
Apart from anything else, if it were him, not to mention opening the "spiritual world", even if it was just "liquefaction", he could avoid the shock wave to a certain extent.
Well...the premise is that no one can stop...
Shaking his head and putting away these messy thoughts, Cheng Lin began to use the He sword under his feet to break through the waves.
The Pacific Ocean is too big. If you fall from such a high place, you will be blown down by the wind or swept away by the waves. However, considering that everyone was standing relatively close at that time,
It's not too far.
Thinking about this, he identified the direction and started to move forward.
Not long after I walked out, I saw a splash from the water next to me and a cloud of water rising up.
A monk wearing a special uniform, from an unknown department, emerged from the water and wiped his face with his right hand. Then he opened his eyes and saw Cheng Lin, who was watching him silently.
The two of them were silent for a while, and then Cheng Lin coughed and said:
"Brother, let me ask, do you remember where the people from Jiusi were when you fell?"
The young monk couldn't help but blush when asked by Cheng Lin, and became a little panicked. Then he recalled it, and then lowered his head in shame: "I...I forgot..."
"Haha, it's okay. Sorry to bother you, please continue." Cheng Lin thanked him with a smile on his face, and then urged He Jian to move forward.
After he left, the monk came back to his senses, soaked in the sea water, took a deep breath, looked at Cheng Lin's back, and said with emotion:
"Seventh level realm..."
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Cheng Lin continued to move forward, and soon he saw another person swimming hard in the sea, so he asked again.
Because of the strength he had shown before, although these monks had never interacted with Cheng Lin before, they still showed him the way with respect, allowing Cheng Lin to enjoy the feeling of being a celebrity.
Finally, after finding the right direction, he walked again and saw an ice floe floating on the sea. Many people were already crowded on it, and members of Shueisha were among them.
"It's Cheng Lin!"
When he looked over, the people on the ice floe also saw him. Immediately, they began to wave their arms. Cheng Lin also rushed over and stepped onto the ice floe. After that, he saw familiar faces one by one.
The two sides looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while, and they fell silent.
Finally, in the quiet atmosphere, Cheng Lin spoke up and said, "I'm sorry...I kept it from everyone for so long..."
Halfway through what he said, he was interrupted by Xie Qingke.
She shook her head and stopped Cheng Lin's words, then stared at him with the others and asked, "We are still friends, aren't we?"
Cheng Lin was startled for a moment, then laughed: "Of course! Always!"
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The friends in the Ninth Academy adapted faster than Cheng Lin expected, which also made his heart drop.
Half a year ago, like Cao Wei, he had very few friends. Now that he has finally gained some, he naturally doesn't want to ruin it because of these things.
Fortunately... everything is developing in the best direction.
After the projection ended, the fighter jets in the sky began to guide everyone towards the aircraft carrier moored in the ocean. It took several hours before a group of people finally boarded the aircraft carrier.
Most of the more than 2,000 people have returned, and the remaining ones are being searched by the logistics team, and have little relationship with the others.
Of course, there are always some people who will never come back.
A battle in the Federation, although it did not reach a "life or death" situation in the end, after all, there were casualties, and this was true for both sides.
From this perspective, Selicia's madness is a good thing. Otherwise, this battle would not have ended so quickly, and the number of people who would die would have far exceeded this number.
"Woo..."
Amidst the sound of the ship's whistle, Cheng Lin, who was with the people from the Ninth Division, finally saw the First Division Liang Jing again, and Song Jun who was following her. The two of them had removed their "armor", their injuries were not serious, and their complexions were good.
fine.
"Sishou Shi wants to see you."
As soon as Liang Jing opened his mouth, he revealed extremely valuable information.
He's not dead?
Cheng Lin had such an idea in his mind and almost didn't say it out loud, but the result was not too surprising. He nodded and looked at the other people around him. Sun Xiao was sitting on the deck, clenched his fists, and rushed
He made a "come on" gesture.
Cheng Lin nodded, then stood up, followed the two of them out of the crowd, and walked along the edge of the aircraft carrier. At this time, the ship under his feet had already started moving and returned to the east.
The salty sea breeze stirred Cheng Lin's mood. He looked at the busy crowds of people resting, talking, and busy in the distance, and then asked: "How is he doing?"
"I was injured and was flown back to the mainland early." Liang Jing's answer was simple.
gone back?
Cheng Lin's footsteps paused slightly, thinking, so you still said he wanted to see me?
Probably sensing his thoughts, Liang Jing hurriedly explained:
"I hope you can come with us to the capital. When his injury stabilizes, he will meet with you. In addition... people from the ministry may also want to meet you."
As expected...
Cheng Lin was not surprised. He nodded, stopped, turned around and looked at the sea, held his hands on the side of the ship and said, "Okay."
Liang Jing breathed a sigh of relief silently, and then heard Cheng Lin turn his head and ask seriously:
"Lancelot...is he dead?"
This is probably what everyone is most concerned about right now.
Although the details of the eighth-level battle are unclear, it was undoubtedly thrilling. Shi Shengcun was taken back for treatment immediately, which shows that his injuries were definitely not serious.
However, if you don't die, this is already considered a victory.
The remaining key lies in the federal aspect.
Under his gaze, Liang Jing pursed his lips and finally shook his head: "No, the boss said that Lancelot escaped with serious injuries and should not die, but..."
"But what?" Cheng Lin asked, and at the same time sighed in his heart, being able to survive the combined attack of Shi Shengcun and the missile showed how powerful Lancelot was.
"But..." This time, it was Song Jun next to her who answered first. She raised her lips and said with a smile, "He may have fallen to the eighth level."
What about falling?
Cheng Lin found it interesting, but he didn't ask any more questions immediately because he had already got the answer he wanted.
Lancelot fell to the eighth level, but Shi Shengcun was seriously injured but did not fall. So, this decisive battle regarding the dominance of the global spiritual world finally has an answer.
"In the next period of time, I think the federation and other congresses will enter a defensive state. Oh, even if they don't want to, they can only accept this result, and we will be busy." Liang Jing said with emotion.
"Are you busy receiving the results?" Cheng Lin joked.
Liang Jing didn't refute, thought about it seriously and said, "Yes."
After a pause, she solemnly emphasized: "This is our common gain."
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The conversation with Liang Jing was very short. After that, the two parties made a tacit agreement not to talk much and went about their business separately. The difference was that Liang Jing arranged a room for him alone in the cabin.
Cheng Lin thought about it for a moment, but didn't refuse. He put the matter of going to the capital behind for the time being, and turned his attention to the spiritual world.
He found that this "upgrade" seemed different from the past.