Ming Dynasty, New Rome, and Infinite Divine Machine

Seeing that Zhang Baoling next to him had hidden well, Shangluo held the hatch with one hand and stepped on the car body with one foot, stretching his body and exercising his muscles.

"Hu" He first let out a long breath, a very long breath.

Then he took the ball out and tied it to the steering wheel. The ball was still numb from the experiment just now.

He then pulled out a two-liter Coke bottle, filled to the brim with spiritual fluid. He tilted his head back and gulped down the entire bottle. He used basic internal energy to regulate his breathing, then pulled a small speaker from his bag.

He took the small trumpet from the underworld, and it was a prop used to assist the Cloud Whale in casting spells.

He pulled Qiuqiu over. When Qiuqiu saw the trumpet, his eyes turned black and he struggled while shaking his little flippers. However, one end of the rope was tied to his hand and the other end was tied to Shangluo's hand, so he couldn't run away.

"Be good, brother will drink Coke later, cooperate." He smiled and pulled the ball in front of him, then pinched its mouth with one hand, pinched its mouth into an O shape, and then pushed the big end of the trumpet into the ball's mouth, like a balloon mouthpiece. He held the ball with both hands, and pointed his mouth at the trumpet and the balloon mouthpiece -

"call!!!!!"

He blew a breath of heavenly energy, which was as strong as a rainbow, along the horn and into the mouth of the ball like a storm. The ball couldn't escape at all with its short legs. It was blown bigger and bigger.

"The free fighting area is just ahead." Gao Qingyu asked, turning her head. "We have one last move. You take the lead."

"Understood!" Gao Shiyu gripped the joystick tightly. "Ahead... is Shangluo, and the Wudang team, right? As long as we knock them all away, we'll still win! Get ready, reverse the Torch Turbine, and the explosive shockwave begins to build up. Aim, we've got it! That conspicuous target. Ha! What a big target!"

He put Shangluo in his crosshairs, and Zhang Baoling in his crosshairs as well. A big target, and he hit it with one shot.

But that goal seems to be.

"Huh? Why is it getting bigger? Why is it getting bigger and bigger? Hey! Sister! What did you see? I saw the target... getting bigger? Is it really getting bigger?"

"There's a balloon over there, wow wow wow!" Gao Qingyu couldn't hold back any longer. "What balloon is that! It's so big! So big! It's getting bigger and bigger!"

He saw Shangluo with one foot on the car body and his arms around the bottom of a huge balloon, which was getting bigger and bigger.

"Hello, hello!" Gao Shiyu took out his cell phone. "What are you doing! Shangluo! What are you doing! What are you doing! Are you going to blow up Yujing?"

"Heh." Shangluo sent a message in the chat group, "Do you still remember what a dragon is?"

"Dragon? How big can a dragon be?"

"The dragon can get bigger! It can rise! It can get bigger, bigger, rise, rise, rise, and then it can create clouds and mist~~~"

"Is that a ball?! It can be blown so big! What do you want it for?"

"Those old guys are really bad. They're always looking for trouble, right? Giving me a surprise? Then I'll give you one too!"

As soon as the news was sent out, Shangluo’s anger was also extinguished.

He reached out and pulled the horn out of the ball's mouth, then used both hands to rotate the ball so that its belly was facing it - such a small cloud whale couldn't perform a dragon roar on its own, so it needed a little help.

He stretched out his fingers and began to tickle the ball's belly according to the order he had learned, until the whole ball began to tremble restlessly. He directly carried the ball on his shoulder, turned it around, pointed it towards the Great Yuxi Palace on Purple Mountain, and pinched it hard:

"Om—" A sound that shook the heavens erupted. It came from Shangluo, not from Yuxi Palace.

Zhu Xianxun was drinking tea when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a light in his field of vision.

"Oh~~ Shangluo is probably coming back. I think he will be able to do so soon." Before he finished speaking, the light spot crossed the entire Yingtian City in an instant and expanded in front of him.

"Wow!!!" Zhu Xianxun took three steps back and stood firm against the wall.

Zheng Shijie, who was standing next to him, was pouring tea with his head down, but now he and the teacup rolled to the ground.

Exclamations came one after another from all directions.

"What happened?" Gao Jinlun, sitting on the sofa, looked at the two of them in confusion. He didn't know why they fell down inexplicably.

"Are you okay?" Zhu Xianxun was stunned for a moment, then looked outside—nothing was happening. The sky was blue, the grass was green, the spectators in the stadium were all normal, and the streets outside were still bustling with traffic, as if nothing had happened, as if nothing existed.

"Bang." The door opened and Wen Yuan at the door fell in and fainted.

"Can only Qigong practitioners see it? What is that thing?"

"Oh my head. I feel like I was hit by a train." Zheng Shijie stood up with the help of the coffee table, his sign kept ringing.

After taking it out and taking a look at it, his expression changed drastically.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Xianxun asked.

"Lin Chengyang sent a message saying, 'It exploded.' All systems on the Overlord Banana have failed. It exploded."

"Huh? Wait a minute." Zhu Xianxun also took out his sign and looked at other discussion groups.

"Oh my goodness! It's all blown up! It's all blown up! Director Gao, where are you?"

"Exploded?" Gao Jinlun, who was not a Qigong practitioner, had not felt what had happened, but he also realized that something had happened.

Taking out a mobile phone, he dialed Gao Shiyu's number.

"Huh? Why can't I dial through?"

"It's all blown up!" Zhu Xianxi said in astonishment. "All the spiritual energy equipment has blown up, the switch has blown up too. The spiritual network was interrupted for a moment just now, and it was restored when we stood up."

Before he finished speaking, the phone in Gao Jinlun's hand rang.

"Hello? What's up? Huh???"

After communicating for ten seconds, he put down the phone.

"The Xuantan Tiger also exploded. All the equipment failed and hasn't been restored yet. And it seems to be particularly serious over there. Did he see what happened?"

"what happened?"

"He said," Gao Jinlun hesitated, "he said he saw Shangluo blow up a big balloon."

"balloon?"

"Yes. He blew up the balloon, and Gao Shiyu subconsciously released a shockwave to counter it, but ended up blowing his entire car away and landing under the city wall."

"Is Xiao Gao okay?"

"It's okay, the car is very sturdy. But it seems that other cars don't have this problem?"

"Yeah." Zheng Shijie nodded. "The other cars just had equipment failures and weren't blown away. I guess as long as you don't fight them, they won't explode."

"Two dragons never meet, huh?" Zhu Xianxi muttered, "I see."

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Chapter 521 Ringing the Bell

"Buzz—" Zhu Xianxi's ears were still ringing. The white light, the impact, reminded him of the sound of the chimes in Yuxi Palace. But Daozu wouldn't strike everyone's head at once; his voice was clearer. And Shangluo's strike was truly powerful. It wasn't a chime, but a bell, a much louder one.

Although Shangluo wasn't the strongest, he was the second person besides Daozu to actually cause widespread vibration within the spiritual network. While most other Heavenly Masters and True Persons could do this, they had never done it. Only Shangluo had done it.

"I guess the emperor will have more to say to him," Zhu Xianxun shook his head. "Anyway, let's check the status of the other cars and see if they can still be driven."

Communications are gradually being restored.The communication methods outside the spirit network have always been normal, and the situation was quickly summarized at Zhu Xianxen's place.

"The current situation is roughly like this." Zhu Xianxun read to the two people:

"Neptune 4, the entire vehicle is disabled. Xuantan Tiger, the entire vehicle is disabled. Overlord Jiao, the entire vehicle is disabled. The Taishang Juechen can still be driven."

"He can still drive?" Zheng Shijie asked in confusion. "I just heard that the Wudang team's car is the closest. How can he drive it?"

"Because the only thing that changed about the Tai Shang Jue Chen was the car shell," Zhu Xianxi replied. "I know what's going on. Only magical instruments that grant spiritual energy are affected. Although the Tai Shang Jue Chen was reduced to its original form, the 'template car' inside is normal. So Zhang Baoling can still drive the car back. So."

He rubbed his head and said, "Aside from these guys fighting, the other teams' cars are fine. They're even wondering why the cars ahead of them broke down."

"So the game is still going on as normal?" Zheng Shijie asked.

"Yes, it's perfectly normal. Only three cars broke down. As for Shangluo, it seems he's almost at the finish line."

The sound of a twelve-cylinder turbocharged aircraft engine seemed so plain and simple at this moment. The roar had just destroyed all the spiritual energy equipment, including the Heavenly Dao Shadow Puppet itself. But the Heavenly Dao Shadow Puppet itself was a functioning vehicle; the other components were external and could still operate normally without them.

The first car to return to the racetrack, with no one behind it, would be the first. The audience would wonder why the flying car hadn't returned first, but the fact that it had won was all the more impressive. The stadium erupted in cheers, and the flashbulbs at the finish line fired like machine gun fire, capturing the Tiandao Shadow Puppet's crossing of the finish line.

Next up is second place.

"Huh?" Zhu Xianxun was stunned for a moment. He recognized that car.

"Isn't that Xuantan Tiger? Didn't the car flip over?" He asked Gao Jinlun, who was standing behind him. "Did you two lift the car back?"

"Really?" Gao Jinlun also looked towards the track. Following closely behind him, returning to the track for the final hurdle, it was indeed the Xuantan Tiger. Its defining characteristic was the massive turbocharged engine within its hull. But it wasn't black, it was white.

"I'll call and ask."

It was Gao Shiyu who answered the phone: "Hello? Dad, why haven't you come yet? We are still trapped under the car. Turn us over quickly."

"You're still standing there? Who's crossing the finish line?"

"Ah, I remember now," Gao Shiyu, who was sitting upside down in the car, replied, "Zhang Baoling came to our place to take pictures. She said she called the police for me. I guess she used our car to reactivate her Heavenly Demon Transformation. How do we calculate that over there? Who wins?"

"Wait, let me ask." Gao Jinlun turned the question to Zhu Xianxun.

"Of course Xuantan Tiger wins," he replied. "That's what we agreed on beforehand. Whoever the Heavenly Demon transforms into wins, because Wudang isn't here to compete for rank, they're here to battle. Xiao Gao, do you hear that?"

“Woohoo~~~” A cheer came from the other end of the phone, “I made a profit! I made a profit! Thank them for me! Woohoo! I made a profit!”

"What's there to be happy about? It's so embarrassing." Gao Jinlun hung up the phone, covering his forehead and sighing.

But it didn't really matter. Secular victories and the victories known to Qigong practitioners could be counted separately. Those in the know knew that Wudang had won, but the prize could be taken by Xuantan Tiger, which wasn't a problem. After all, they were here to fight, not to practice driving. Winning the battle was enough; winning the driving game wasn't necessary.

For Wudang, reputation itself is paramount. A humble resignation of a medal earns admiration, earning the title "Daoist Master is Daoist Master." As for the Xuantan Tigers, they truly deserved their victory, as their overall ability alone made them a very convincing second-place finish. They came here to race, not to battle. Second place in the race was sufficient; a loss in the battle was irrelevant.

As for the third place.

A racing car painted in desert camouflage returned to the track, closely following the white Xuantan Tiger.

"Puff~~~" In the next room, Pingxi Hou Sun Chaoli spit out a mouthful of wine. "Did you win? Third place? How did you win?"

Sun Chaoli and Sun Mingqian, Marquis of Pingxi, were feudal lords in Hezhong and Grand Commander of Anxi. They had no intention of winning this time.

He opened the door and ran to the next door: "Wow~~~ What's going on over here? Guoxing, where's your car?"

Zheng Shijie looked blankly in the eyes and shook his head.

"It blew up. You'll know from the chat group," Zhu Xianxi replied. "They probably won't be able to finish the race. After the Overlord Banana was blown up, the Malone Effect disintegrated, and the superconductors in their car collapsed. Now it's no different from an iron shell. There's no need for major repairs."

"We're getting ready to dismantle the car." Zheng Shijie shook his head. "What a loss! Binding such a large superconductor is very expensive, very expensive. This is a huge loss. If I had known earlier, I would have used the original plan and just built an electric car to run it."

"Don't forget my equipment?" Zhu Xianxun reminded him.

"Yes, yes. But I have a request."

"Why do you ask for so much? Tell me."

"Let Shangluo come and get it!" Zheng Shijie gritted his teeth, "I'm going to treat him well in Pontianak. I will definitely treat him well!"

"Why are you mad at him?"

"Angry? I'm not angry. I'm overjoyed. This is a blessing for the country. How can I not treat him well?"

"Tell the truth."

"Give him some devil pepper curry. Spicy food won't kill you. There are a lot of Indian snacks on the streets where we are. I'll ask him to eat more."

"You have to queue up in the back. There are many people who want to see him. The first person to see him is the emperor's grandfather."

Suddenly, his sign vibrated. The vibration was a specific frequency, and he immediately knew who was sending the message.

Picking up the phone, he replied facing the direction of Yuxi Palace, "Yes. Take him there right away. Okay, I'll lead the way. Huh? Aren't we going to Yuxi Palace? Ah! I see! I see, that's where it is, right? Got it, to the Longjiang Navy. I'll take him there right away."

Chapter 522 Big Red Flower

The last car crossed the finish line. It was the Bawangjiao, which had been repaired on the track. According to the rules, repairs were allowed if there was a clear gap ahead, as the race had to be completed to qualify. After a 45-minute delay, with a power supply truck plugged in towing the car, the Bawangjiao, with its entire system completely broken, finally crossed the finish line.

As for the Xuantan Tiger, it had already packed up and returned home. Because someone had helped it cross the finish line before, it couldn't make a second attempt.

As for the Wudang team, they maintained their original form for another round, without much trouble. Although their name was ranked very low, they achieved a score second only to Shangluo in the duel, a result that satisfied the entire team. It perfectly fulfilled Zhang Tianshi Sanfeng's requirement: neither lose, nor win. Neither fight, nor avoid fighting. They sought both face and substance.

Afterwards, it was time for celebration. As champion, the Tiandao Shadow Puppet raced three laps around the track, wearing a large red flower. The entire team followed, also draped in large red flowers. The Tiandao Shadow Puppet racer would then be exhibited at a museum for a while, along with other outstanding race cars from the same period, before being returned to the museum by a special convoy.

There was a continuous sound of cannons outside the stadium - this is a traditional practice. At such times, signal cannons are fired to celebrate.

Firing signal cannons is a very old tradition, and the tool used to fire them is also a very historical "multi-barreled gun". Qi Jiguang's new army used this thing to fire cannons.

The multi-barreled musket was a three-barreled musket cut in half, with the barrel increased to eight or ten barrels. A powder wick was inserted into each breech block, and then blank shots were fired into the air. To celebrate, over a thousand rounds were fired, with over a hundred pre-loaded signal cannons prepared, and several people took turns firing to ensure a continuous blast.

"Master, I feel a little dizzy."

Wen Yuan was holding a multi-barreled gun, and he had not yet recovered from the impact just now.

"Do you think I won't feel dizzy? Stand still."