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"By the way, the last time Chicken Amy and Spider Queen Arenea came to the space station to carry out a mission, we heard them mention the Global Superpower Youth Conference."

The scientists in the space station are lonely. It is rare for someone to come, and they will keep talking nonstop. He said excitedly and quickly, "I really envy you super people. Life is too colorful. Lao Wang, you will also attend the Youth Conference? When we pass by the field, we will send you a message and cheer you up. At that time, you just need to bring us a few more barbecue to eat."

Wang Yan was speechless. Do these scientists dare to be more bored? The country spent a huge amount of money to send you to heaven to make you perform scientific tasks, not to do these boring activities, not to let you come to space to eat.

Also, after the Chicken Amy and Spider Queen of Team Mi came once, people in the entire International Space Station are now calling themselves Lao Wang.

It seems that the title of Lao Wang has moved from domestic to international, from international to universe.

"I'll go to work first." Wang Yan kicked his feet and drifted towards the direction of the earth. He seemed to be floating very slowly, but in fact it was slightly faster than the speed of 7.9 kilometers per second.

Under the command of scientists from the International Space Station, he adjusted his flight orbit. After a short while, a huge piece of satellite debris came into view.

It cuts to Wang Yan at an acute angle. After more than ten seconds, it briefly coincides with the orbit where Wang Yan is located.

Wang Yan slapped the demon wings on his back and instantly pulled the satellite fragment. Wang Yan became more and more proficient in the skill of pulling satellites.

From the earbud communicator, the cheers of space station scientists came: "Lao Wang, you are so awesome, and you have captured another huge piece of space garbage."

No wonder those scientists are so excited. For scientists living in space stations, every piece of space garbage is a fatal danger.

"Haha, I got 10 million US dollars! I have achieved the most expensive cleaner in history." Wang Yan responded with a smile, then closed his hands, and the flames in his body burned, melting the piece of garbage into a ball.

This is one of the characteristics of pure yang true fire. It belongs to an energy flame and can also burn without oxygen.

"Bang!"

Wang Yan waved the war hammer and hit the satellite fragments that were melted into a ball.

boom!

It exploded like a ball of fireworks, turning into countless pieces of debris, flying towards the earth at extremely high speed. They enter the atmosphere where the air is gradually dense, and will rub violently with the air and eventually burn to ashes.

A few pieces that have not been burned will fall into the sea. As scientists have said, it may kill a few unlucky fish...

After eliminating the satellite fragments, Wang Yan stimulated his energy, adjusted his orbit, and accelerated his advancement. He soon caught up with the International Space Station, and then continued to sit on the solar panel and drink wine and eat barbecue.

By the way, I heard those boring scientists complain and even helped them repair the off-cabin facilities... After all, they had to go out and they had to be fully armed, and it was more troublesome to open and switch the cabin doors.

Life is just like this.

...

This day, the sun is shining.

The airport has been constructed on a remote volcanic archipelago in the Pacific Ocean.

On the side of the sunny beach surrounding the island, villas stand, and behind the villa is a small high-rise building complex.

This small island with an area of ​​hundreds of square kilometers was originally developed into a resort. However, in order to organize the Global Youth Conference, the Global Superpowers Federation rebuilt this area and became a conference venue.

In recent days, it is the day when young people from all over the world come to report.

Most of the superpower young people who have signed up for the competition for several months are divided into several types. The first type is the superpower young people organized by the government, such as the young talents of the Midi Super Hexundae and the young masters of the China National Non-State Bureau. They mostly gather to come in their own planes.

Some privately registered casual cultivators will first gather registration points on various continents, and then the staff will arrange a plane to come.

There are also some super-powered young men who will come over by themselves.

As for taking a plane, taking a boat, or riding a broom on a flying sword, it depends on your personal taste.

Under the airport command tower, a middle-aged blonde man in a suit and tie led a group of men and women staff to stand in the shade. Each staff member, handsome men and beautiful women, demonstrates the extraordinary comprehensive strength of the Global Superpower Federation.

"Vice President." said a beautiful woman with chestnut hair wearing glasses, "the g550 circling in the air is painted with the sign of the Holy See. Could it be that the Holy See Son and the Holy See of the Holy See of the Holy See of the Holy See?

When everyone mentioned the Holy Son of Light and the Holy Maiden, they were all excited. They were the top ten outstanding young people in the previous session, and the Holy Son was super handsome and the Holy Girl was super beautiful.

Not to mention their powerful and terrible combat power and noble identity, their appearance alone is still popular all over the world.

"Jenna, the Gulfstream g550 is decorated with the sign of the Holy See. But the sign is surrounded by a circle of five-needle pine. It is the national tree of the Holy See, and it also represents the travel of the Holy See. If the Holy See is traveling, it will surround the wreath of lilies." The middle-aged blonde man, as the vice president, said with a serious face, "The Holy See is very concerned about rules and etiquette. Don't lose your courtesy when welcoming the Holy See."

To be honest, the Global Superpowers Federation sounds very popular, but in fact it is similar to the United Nations and seems to be able to manage all superpowers in the world.

But you want him to interfere in the internal affairs of the Holy See? Try to interfere in the State and African Affairs Bureau? Try to interfere in the Dark Parliament? No matter which large organization is used to being rebellious, can you still listen to your nameless federation?

Perhaps this is why the Global Federation of Superpowers has worked hard to hold this huge gathering of young superpowers. In name, it is to cultivate young superpowers and make them the backbone of resisting the invasion of the abyss demons, but in fact it is to expand their fame and sense of existence.

"I understand, Vice President." When the staff heard that the Holy Son was coming, they all raised their spirits. Especially those female staff members, little stars appeared in their eyes.

The Holy Son's plane had not yet entered the landing channel. Suddenly, a pitch-black plane rushed straight down from the stratosphere. It did not surround the slowing speed at all, and directly grabbed the landing channel of the Holy Son's plane.

"Wow!"

The staff all screamed, it was too dangerous.

The commanders in the command tower also shouted desperately: "Black Gulfstream, Black Gulfstream, your speed is too fast and the angle is too vertical. Please raise the height at a speed and enter the waiting area to wait for landing."

Unexpectedly, the black baystream did not even reply to the communication, and still rushed straight to the runway like a flash of lightning. The Holy Son's baystream hurriedly entered the manual intervention and stretched to the side.

If neither side avoids it, the two planes have a high possibility of hitting it.

"Oh my God, it's the car of the Dark Council." A staff member screamed, "Look at that sign, it should be the flying car of the contemporary Dark Son."

While the staff on the scene were nervous, their eyes shone brightly. Did the Youth Conference have not officially started, and the people from the two major forces, the Dark Council and the Holy See of Light, began to work?

However, the Dark Son was as domineering as ever, and he snatched the landing runway so fiercely. Some female staff members showed extremely admiration for the mysterious and cold plane.

"Hehe, I am worthy of being the Dark Son, and I beat the Holy Son of Light at the last Youth Conference. Before this time, I started to attack the Holy Son of Light again." A male staff member muttered.

"That is the Holy Son of Light who is humble to others."

"I'm afraid I can't beat them, right?"

Just as there were turbulent discussions, something incredible suddenly appeared.

"Bang!"

The window of the Holy Son of Light's plane exploded, and then a ray of light flashed away.

"boom!"

The fuel tank of the Dark Son's plane exploded directly. The black plane that was about to cut into the runway quickly stretched, rolled in the air for a few times, and then planted it into the sea.

At this moment, a black beam of light exploded in the black plane. The Dark Son and the Dark Knights flew out of the cabin in a panic with some crew members.

In just a few seconds, the black plane rushed into the sea, stirring up the sky.

quiet!

The entire airport was silent.

The vice president of the Federation held a handkerchief and kept wiping the sweat on his forehead, screaming: "Oh my God, what happened? Watch the replay, watch the slow-motion replay."

In the slow-motion replay, a spear with lightning intertwined flying out of the window of the Son of Light. At an extremely fast speed, it shot the fuel tank of the black plane with extremely accurate accuracy.

Aviation fuel was not prone to explosion, but those strong electric flowers instantly destroyed the unit's electronic equipment and detonated the fuel tank.

The dark Son raised his black wings high, and his body was filled with black mist, and he said angrily: "Which psychopath threw the flying spear? Is there a go to me?"

The plane of the Son of Light returned to the landing channel, and at the same time, a man flew out of the broken window. He was wearing a white suit and blonde hair fluttering in the wind, handsome and indifferent.

It is completely opposite to the dark dress of the Dark Son.

With a casual move, the thunder spear flew back to his hand. He looked at the Dark Son with a cold expression, without saying anything. However, the thunder spear pointed at the Dark Son from afar, which had already expressed his meaning to the fullest.

"Don't accept it? Come and fight!"

"Wow, so handsome." Almost all the staff on the scene were superpowers. Although they were not strong, their eyesight was pretty good. From a distance, they saw a pair of white wings flying in the air. The female staff began to scream, and they were so handsome that they were so electric.

"Prince of Light Thunder!"

The vice president's pupils shrank and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Isn't Lei Hong a master of the China National Bureau? Why did he come with the Holy Son of Light from the Holy See?"

"So he is Lei Hong? It's cool, it's so cool. It's so cool." The women began to provoke the illegitimate and began to express their opinions one by one, "From now on, Brother Lei Hong will be my idol. Brother Hong, I'm your brainless fan."

The male staff members were sweating coldly. Nowadays, female fans have changed so quickly. At first, they started to be a fan of the Holy Son of Light, but not long before they started to be a fan of the Holy Son of Darkness.

Well, in this blink of an eye, he became a fan of thunder.

at the same time.

In the Gulfstream g550 landing on the runway, the Holy Son of Light, Wright, holding a red wine glass, looked at Lei Bo proudly standing in the sky with a little aggrieved expression: "Brothers and sisters, are you talking about me too much? Brother Hong's image, momentum, and force, okay, and that pair of white wings. Those who don't know think he is the real heir to the Holy See of Light."

"Brother Boom is so handsome." The little angel Beibei also waved her fists and said, "Beat that bad Dark Son to death."

"Brother Wright, be mournful and follow the changes." He followed the Scud who came to join in the fun and hugged Wright's shoulder and said, "Even our brother Hong's nickname is overwhelming, Prince of Light, hehe, he's really crazy and cool. He just took action faster, otherwise if I asked me to do it, the Dark Son would definitely not be able to climb out of the cabin."

"Is there a fight?" Nini, a monk who was already drunk in the first class seat, rubbed her sleepy eyes, held the stick tightly, and said fiercely, "Who is the one who is not open to find fault? My lady's big stick is already hungry and thirsty. "As he said, he even burped.

Everyone's face turned black. Nini, can you stop using this line? The good heir of the monk, who was originally pure like a white lotus, had just been in the Alps for a few months? He was almost becoming a defiled demon king.

Today, everyone finally got rid of Uncle Pao’s claws and went out to attend a youth conference to relax. As they walked, they naturally drank and played.

drink wine?

Wait, not good!

Brother Hong seemed to have drunk too, and he didn't drink well.

"Bang!" The Gulfstream plane landed on the runway.

At the same time, the cold and wild thunderbolt in the air smiled and pointed at the Dark Holy Son and said, "Hehehe, look at your black and black look. When you gave birth to you, you didn't want to turn on the lights? Hahahaha~ Brothers and sisters, your Brother Hong's sense of humor has surpassed Lao Wang, right?"

A cold wind swept through the air.

Everyone was shivering from the cold, their expressions became a little stiff, and the style of the painting changed too quickly!

...

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!