This damn cat

Before the training started, Xie Lang was thinking about the problem: the space of the track seemed a little too small for the pterosaur.

Although he has never seen a live pterosaur, he has seen many movies featuring the pterosaur family.

Most of the special effects in the movie are produced in real proportions. When the pterosaur form stands next to a normal form of people, the height is more than twice that of the human form. When the dragon wings are fully expanded, the width reaches five to seven meters.

How can such a huge volume pass through this aerial track with a diameter of only four meters?

When the pterosaur contestants entered the track one after another, Xie Lang realized that he was stupid——

The contestants didn't completely transform into dragon shapes, they just stretched out dragon wings from their backs.

In the semi-transformation state, the proportion of the dragon's wings and body is consistent, and the track with a diameter of four meters is spacious enough.

Seven pterosaur cubs walked into their own track respectively, and a flight instructor stood behind each of them.

Most of the coaches are from the swift-tailed swift tribe, and a few are from the peregrine falcon tribe.

The flying skills of the Swift family can greatly improve the flight endurance, and have always been the overlord of the long-distance air sports in the International Games.

The peregrine family has the advantages of explosive power and flexibility, and is more suitable for short-distance air sports.

The pterosaurs have absolute confidence in their own explosive power, and the few who are willing to hire peregrine coaches are mostly to promote their own strengths.

The training match was about to begin, and the dragon students around were instantly excited. They divided into small groups and shouted the names of the players they supported, cheering for the players.

At the referee's order, the seven pterosaur cubs pressed down on the dragon wings at the same time and rushed onto the air track!

Xie Lang's cat eyes gradually widened.

It was really shocking to watch such a terrifying flying speed on the spot.

The seven cubs shot into the air like bullets, and the speed with which they circumvented obstacles was almost no deceleration visible to the naked eye.

There was cheering all around, and Xie Lang's attention was quickly attracted by the only empty track after the initial shock.

The track belonging to His Royal Highness, compared with the fierce competition on other tracks, seemed empty and lonely.

Xie Lang glanced around at the crowd, looking for Lu Ziyao.

he is not here.

It is understandable that as a prince, he cannot change his form, so it is somewhat embarrassing on this occasion.

The group of pterosaur cubs passed the end of the track in less than 5 minutes, dived back to the ground one after another, flapped their wings to slow down before landing, and landed gracefully and lightly back to their respective coaches.

The referee at the track entrance was saying something to the players, probably announcing the rankings.

The game is over, and the students around are still cheering for their favorite players.

Xie Lang was about to go back to the classroom, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a familiar figure behind the referee.

Xie Lang's cat's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the students around him in surprise.

Everyone was still shouting and cheering, and it seemed that only he noticed that Lu Ziyao had just flashed past the coach.

It seems to be carrying a big backpack.

Xie Lang was a little surprised, the dragon cub flashed past extremely fast, almost like an afterimage, but he just saw it, recognized it instantly, and seemed to be the only one present who spotted His Highness.

It feels weird.

Xie Lang convinced himself that it was only because of his good eyesight, and it was definitely not a tacit understanding or excessive attention.

Having said that, Xie Lang remained alone in the track area after the players and onlookers had left, wandering around.

"I have to see what kind of glass material is used for this track." Xie Lang thought to himself.

After looking around, he still didn't intend to go back to the classroom.

"Well, I admit that I'm curious." Xie Lang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, confessing to himself——

He was curious about what the suspicious dragon cub was trying to do.

After waiting patiently for more than ten minutes, the empty track area was always silent. Xie Lang finally gave up waiting and prepared to leave.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound behind him, as if someone was flipping through a schoolbag.

He turned around immediately and tiptoed towards the place where the sound came from.

Hiding behind a section of track pipes, Xie Lang poked his head and found that Lu Ziyao was kneeling on one knee at the entrance of the track, lowering his head and taking out a bunch of strange-shaped objects from a silver-gray backpack.

What the hell is this dragon cub trying to do?

Xie Lang wanted to get closer to see what the kid took out.

But thinking that the sense of smell of pterosaurs is more sensitive than that of dogs, he did not act rashly.

After taking out all the things, Lu Ziyao still knelt there on one knee, and started to assemble with his hands and feet.

After splicing the pile of things into shape, Lu Ziyao stood up abruptly, impatiently put the thing on his back, and pulled the control lever with both hands.

Xie Lang gasped in shock——

Behind the little dragon cub, there are actually a pair of handmade wings that are very similar in structure to dragon wings!

Before Xie Lang came back to his senses, Lu Ziyao couldn't wait to hold the remote control lever tightly and got into his track.

Xie Lang was dumbfounded, and looked up at the tens of meters high track, and broke out in a cold sweat instantly!

Your Highness doesn't want to fly to the sky with this pair of toy dragon wings!

Heck!

Xie Lang felt that he was going to witness the accidental death of His Royal Highness Oga.

"Fuck...fuck...I'm afraid this dragon cub is not a fool!" As a ruthless killer, Xie Lang wanted to keep calm, but the speed of his heartbeat still revealed his panic.

Don't let this idiot fly up!

Xie Lang made up his mind to stop it, and just as he took a step forward, he heard a roar from the side——

"Your Highness! What are you going to do!"

Looking back, Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief——

Thankfully, the referee and the three coaches haven't left yet, and are rushing towards the entrance of the track to His Royal Highness.

"Don't come here." Lu Ziyao turned his head and glanced at the four people behind him, then turned his head to look at the track, and said confidently: "I want to take a test flight."

The referee and the three coaches were scared into stone sculptures!

One of the petite coaches, Swift, took a step forward and begged: "Your Highness! You don't have to worry, the holy witch has predicted that your transformation period will come soon, so it's no pity to miss a game or two! "

The referee also followed up to persuade: "Yes, Your Highness, your father's competition results have maintained the school record so far, and we all look forward to you breaking this record! You can't hurt your body because of a moment of impatience!"

Lu Ziyao tilted his head and raised his eyes, and made a provocative smile at the referee: "Injured by the fall?"

"Your Highness, I have no doubts about your strength. Judging from your various sports achievements, your talent cannot be questioned by anyone. It's just that you can only participate in the flying competition after your transformation period. Now you..."

Lu Ziyao raised his voice and interrupted him: "It is written in the competition rules that as long as the training game passes the finish line, you can participate. Don't be nervous, everyone, I have tried flying dozens of times in the palace, controlling this thing, and controlling it. There is not much difference in your own arms, just keep your eyes open and watch."

"Please, Your Majesty!" Coach Swift exclaimed, "Don't take such unnecessary risks!"

Lu Ziyao stopped explaining, looked up at the track, held the joystick tightly, and prepared to take off——

Amidst the pleadings of the coaches one after another, the deep voice of the holy witch suddenly sounded not far away—"Pull him down."

For a moment, the coaches seemed to be waiting for the savior to come.

Damn, this old man is really elusive.

Lu Ziyao frowned unwillingly, but let go of the joystick, turned around with his head down, and walked out of the track.

With his hands behind his back, the holy witch walked up to Lu Ziyao with a straight face.

Lu Ziyao bowed respectfully to the holy witch: "Teacher."

The holy witch nodded to the future little monarch, and said lightly: "Take it off, let me see."

Lu Ziyao stood there reluctantly, hesitated for a moment, then slowly took off the handmade dragon wings and handed them to the old man.

When the holy witch took the dragon wing, his hand sank, and he sneered: "It's quite heavy, can this thing help you fly?"

"Yes, teacher," Lu Ziyao raised his head, his peach-blossom eyes were bright, and he explained excitedly and seriously: "This is the bionic dragon wing developed by the royal weapons development team for half a year, and every joint has been fully restored. real structure."

The holy witch snorted coldly: "Our future monarch spends taxpayers' money to study his own 'prosthetic limb' all day long?"

In a word, Lu Ziyao's handsome face turned red from choking, and he argued angrily: "This is just to help me get used to Dragon Wing in advance."

"Why does our Highness use both hands to get used to controlling the dragon wings? Do you think you are disabled?"

Xie Lang, who was hiding not far away, was already dumbfounded!

He knew that the holy witch was very respected by the royal family, but he never expected that he would dare to humiliate the prince like this.

The words were so harsh that even he felt uncomfortable listening to them.

Although His Highness is a little mischievous, it is understandable that he is eager to transform into form. As the emperor's master, it's fine if he doesn't comfort him. How can he say the word "crippled"?

How could an extremely proud race like pterosaurs stand up to this kind of ridicule?

Sure enough, the dragon cub was so angry that it let out a small grunt. This was the deterrent instinct of the dragon clan before launching an attack, and it was obvious that it could not wait for the holy witch to die.

The holy witch remained calm, holding the pair of artificial dragon wings and asked the prince: "Your Highness, do you remember what I told you on the first day of school?"

Lu Ziyao hesitated for a moment, then nodded silently.

"Then tell me about it." The holy witch asked.

Lu Ziyao opened his mouth, his voice became hoarse and difficult to speak because of anger, so he had to clear his throat first, and replied in a low voice: "Don't always think about how to fly, first of all, you should think clearly about why you want to conquer the sky."

The holy witch nodded: "Your Highness's memory is always perfect, but unfortunately I am old, and I can't remember how you answered me at that time. Can you tell me? What did you say at that time?"

Lu Ziyao frowned, remained silent for a while, and reluctantly replied: "I said 'I understand teacher'."

"You understand? That's good." The holy witch lowered his gaze, clenched a backbone of the artificial dragon wing with both hands, gritted his teeth, and snapped off a section of the dragon wing!

"Teacher!" Lu Ziyao rushed forward in shock, wanting to save the pair of dragon wings like a baby, with an expression as if someone had stepped on his tail, and his peach eyes were watery.

"Stand back." The holy witch raised her eyes sternly to warn the prince.

"Please forgive me this time. I will never take it out again. Can I just keep it at home?" Lu Ziyao made a request for the first time, his eyes full of grievances.

This cub obviously has no experience in acting like a baby, but he held the teacher's arm slowly and awkwardly, begging falteringly: "Can I only play once in a while at home?"

Several coaches on the side relented and stepped forward to prevent the holy witch from damaging the dragon wings.

"Get out of the way." The holy witch was not moved, and continued to break the dragon's wings cruelly.

"Don't break it! Teacher! Please!" His Highness's voice began to tremble.

After a long distance, Xie Lang watched silently, frowning tightly——

The dragon cub watched desperately as the dragon wings were destroyed one by one, as if seeing his own dragon wings being broken alive.

There is an indescribable feeling in my heart.

Xie Lang would rather see that dragon cub as arrogant and mischievous as when he first met him, rather than seeing such a proud son of heaven trampled on his dignity and shattered his dream.

It was as if he had seen himself whose self-confidence and self-esteem had been eroded time and time again under the fists of Chen Xingguo.

After the dragon wings were completely destroyed, the holy witch wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to the prince as if nothing had happened: "You should go back to class, Your Highness."

Lu Ziyao lowered his head silently, paused for half a minute, saluted the Holy Witch like a corpse, then turned and left without a word.

Several coaches wanted to go forward to comfort the prince, but they were stopped by the holy witch: "It's time for you to take your places, teachers."

So, several people scattered and left.

The holy witch carried the damaged dragon wing alone, walked towards the trash can beside the track, and threw the dragon wing into it.

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After 5 minutes, it was confirmed that the Holy Witch had disappeared, Xie Lang clicked on the catwalk, quietly walked to the trash can, turned out the pair of dragon wings, and slipped away as if flying.