South of Huizhou City, the capital of Liang State, a vast open space was already overcrowded with people. Countless people from Liang State and even the neighboring countries surrounded the area.
In the center is an open space of about one kilometer in radius, on which three planes are placed.
One is in the shape of a kite, or to be more precise, it is a kite that has undergone mechanized modification.
There is also one in the shape of a butterfly - the wings are particularly large, and it seems that it can float up with the wind.
There is also a propeller aircraft that was copied from the Shang Dynasty, or the current Ningguo.
Well, actually, these three planes all have propeller structures, but their designs are different.
Soon it was noon, and suddenly there was a commotion in the distance, and soon someone shouted, "Zhang Quan, the son-in-law of Ningguo and the president of the Sparking Liaoyuan Group, is here."
Immediately, palace guards came over to separate the crowd, and Zhang Quan and his group drove their motorcycles and gradually entered the inner circle of open space.
Here, the Crown Prince of Liang and Xiang Bowen came to greet them.
"Hello, Uncle Xiang." Zhang Quan stepped forward and greeted politely.
Although the two have now parted ways, it does not mean that they are in a hostile relationship. In fact, Zhang Quan and Xiang Bowen have a pretty good personal relationship. It should be said that the two also serve as each other's retreat.
As they were talking, the Crown Prince of Liang State brought a man over and introduced him to Zhang Quan: "This is my second brother, Liang Kai, the president of Feitian Group."
"Nice to meet you." When Zhang Quan saw Liang Kai, he put on a forced smile and simply clasped his fists to greet him.
"Nice to meet you." Liang Kai was not to be outdone, and also smiled. Their eyes met, and it seemed that sparks flashed.
Zhang Quan pointed at the plane still on the large motorcycle behind him and said, "I heard that Your Highness wants to compete with the gods. I, Zhang Quan, am not talented, but I also want to follow Your Highness's example. So, I brought the plane here without notifying Your Highness. If Your Highness is not happy, I will send the plane back immediately."
Liang Kai looked in the direction of Zhang Quan's motorcade and saw a plane. However, due to the angle, he could only see part of the nose and a small part of the propeller. Liang Kai was too embarrassed to use his spiritual sense to investigate in public, so he could only smile and say, "Oh, how could I not be happy? Welcome. How about we have a race later?"
Zhang Quan smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, Your Highness. How about we make a little gamble? Let's use the planes of both sides as the stakes."
The surroundings immediately became quiet and everyone looked over, knowing that it was time to draw their knives.
Liang Kai looked at Zhang Quan's plane, then looked at his own three planes, thought for a moment and said, "You want to use one plane to compete with my three planes?"
Zhang Quan was very confident. "Yes, I will use one plane to compete with your highness's three planes. As long as your highness has one plane that is better than Zhang Quan's, Zhang Quan will give the plane to your highness. Similarly, if your highness's three planes are not as good as Zhang Quan's, then..."
"I will give you all three planes!" Liang Kai interrupted Zhang Quan and said it firmly.
But Liang Kai was confident. He didn't believe that three planes could not be better than Zhang Quan's one plane!