Martial Arts Hall lawn.
A sci-fi aircraft, completely covered in mirror like metal, with an oval shape and lines as beautiful and smooth as a drop of water, hovered in mid air.
"Holy crap, you call this a fighter jet?" Qin Mu was slightly dumbfounded at the sight.
"It is a fighter jet," Bai Qingyan replied with absolute confidence. "The Flowing Light fighter jet was found in a deep-sea ruin by my grandfather back then. Its surface metal is the same as the Flowing Light sword casket, its hardness can be described as SSS-grade. The force of impact will make it break through the crust."
"That high-tech?" Qin Mu had, after all, studied on Dragon Star, but he had never heard of such a fighter jet. "What about the weapon system?"
Bai Qingyan shook her head, "None!"
"This is an impact-only fighter jet."
"With the restraint of strong magnetic fields and dynamic explosion, three minutes later, starting from here, over ten thousand kilometers away, it will reach the Rocky Mountains.
