A silver-purple crescent moon appeared in the northwest region of the Heavenly Palace. The moonlight rapidly receded, reaching a critical value, accelerating to superimpose and rushing towards the Woodguard fleet ahead. Doan Heights' eyes flashed with tears, "Upspin evasion!" "The Star of Hope slidied, braked sharply and rotated upwards on the stern of the ship.

"Huh!" Silver-purple moonlight streaked.

The star of hope, which had been successfully topspinned, shook a few times, was driven by the shock wave, and turned over to fight. "Whew, whew." The flames in the stern of the ship, swept by the moonlight, jumped, and the danger alarm flashed. "Boom, boom." The Star of Hope disintegrates from the stern of the ship, and the ammunition compartment is detonated.

"Toot toot," the Star of Hope ejects from all of its life chambers.

"Drip." The arena was upgraded and thickened, and the protective shield that exceeded the standard was N-fold and was pierced by silver-purple moonlight. The computational light brain was paralyzed because it was overwhelmed. The bright, warm and airy arena just now fell into darkness and silence.

"What's wrong ?" The audience stood up and asked.

"Accident., wait a moment, please be quiet." The security guard came over and said.

"Spectators, the competition has been suspended for the time being. Please be quiet, we have initiated emergency exit procedures, please cooperate with our security personnel. Thank you". "Spectators, the competition has been suspended for the time being. Please be quiet, we have initiated emergency exit procedures, please cooperate with our security personnel. Thank you". Outside the arena was constantly broadcast.

The emergency lighting device was activated, and the crowd was leaving the venue in an orderly manner. From time to time, there are whispers about tonight's game.

Outside the arena, the wind blows.

The silver-white battleship on the tarmac raised its head to the sky, and the blue-purple pillar of light hit the sky, muttering a hazy whisper.

Who's crying in the distance? The little boy in a silver-white robe, with his head buried in the distinctive golden Lodge Legion standing collar, sobbed silently, unwilling tears slid across his handsome face.

The little girls around were crying quietly.

The Magister, dressed in a silver moon robe with golden runes embroidered on his chest, walked over and patted the little boy on the shoulder. "It's fine, it's just a mock race. The source of war is not so fragile in reality. Come on, let people see the value of our Dili people. ”

"Hmm!" The little boy nodded heavily, he understood the Magister's words, the Dili would always be stronger.

The Fist of the Heavenly Palace, slicing through the dreamy night sky of West Lorates, flew towards the plains of the West Lorates River Valley. The excited little guys in the cabin were talking in twos and threes, discussing tactics.

Tiemu, resting in his seat, perhaps too tired from the game just played, turned over, yawned, and fell asleep.

Major Zhang looked at Tiemu in the surveillance screen, and a smile appeared on his cold face.

"Major, do you want to wake up, Mr. Temu." The action assistant next to him asked in a low voice with a light telepath.

Major Zhang waved his hand, "There will be a fierce battle tomorrow, let them go." Oh, and if you don't wake up at the base, send the guards to move the seats together. He turned around and pointed at Timwood with his hand on the monitor screen.

Temu fell asleep unconsciously, dreaming of waiting for his father, who was dressed in military uniform, to return home at the airport when he was a child, to dream of an appointment with a little girl in Silvermoon City, and to live with his mother in the Heavenly Palace.

Tears rolled down, and Temu turned over slightly. In his sleep, he touched the cold meteor in his arms, shook his head slightly, and fell into a deep sleep again.

"This little guy is so tired. I heard that I participated in a single confrontation and also participated in a team competition. The security screener in the distance said, his expression sympathetic and worried.

"My little Mencius said, Tiemu, this baby is fighting the field. Both defeated Diley's War Guardian. An elderly guard continued, for there was a son among them. So when he speaks, he also has a glow on his face.

"Brothers, don't wake up the little guy, there will be a hard fight tomorrow." The captain of the guards who came over to inspect looked at Qin Hao and whispered.

An old man with gray hair in the kitchen didn't know what was in his mind, and hid by the sink to secretly wipe his tears.

"Lao Liu, what's wrong. You okay. Chef "Big Fat" turned around and asked softly, he didn't want this kind-hearted and introverted old man to be too sad.

"Oh, the wind blinds." Lao Liu wiped his eyes and smiled gratefully, took the spatula and stir-fried the tiger egg fried rice.

"The heroic spirit is not extinguished, and the gate is hopeful!" Da Fat sighed and said, he looked at Lao Liu's dishes and remembered the sonorous army.

The early morning sun shone in through the protective window, and Tiemu rubbed his sleeping dazed eyes and walked to the bathroom. The cool water of the West Loradis River hit the face, flooding with layers of waves, and a delicate face was turbulent with the water lines in the ripples.

Passing through the foyer, I saw a ship-specific chair with fixing screws. "I came back yesterday and overslept." Embarrassed smile.

"Participate in the competition, cadet. Please meet in the 3rd War Room. "Join the competition, cadet. Please meet in the 3rd War Room. "The ship's announcements rang out in the various cabins, spreading to every corner.

"Dear students, I'm Tirena. You will be fighting against Mars at 8 o'clock tonight, the Fallen Emperor Musashi Academy. Commissioned by Major Zhang, he will serve as your special training tactical guide. Time is running out, so please follow the ID number and go to the Combat Training Center, where there are instructors who conduct personal reinforcement training for the defects of yesterday's game. A hot young woman on the podium, wearing a fuchsia combat skirt, gave the order, her handsome hands in her trouser pockets, and she glanced at the cadets below.

The giant screen in the center of the command platform flashed with the ID of the combat academy and the combat department to be visited.

Tiemu carried the huge laurel order on his back, and glanced at the IDs jumping on the giant screen one by one.

The hot female instructor, pacing with her hands folded, patrolled the students. Some of the students found the ID department, lined up to step on the hovering disc, and slid into the distance.

MIYU-PX010, the first training room. Ironwood quickly found his ID and training room on the light screen. He turned around and walked quickly towards the lander in the direction of the first training room.

Tirina walked over as if inadvertently, and spoke in a low voice the moment Timber turned to leave. "I heard that this time, the starting lineup of the Fallen Emperor Musashi Academy will have Andrew Grand Overseer's second son, Nukel Khan."

Ironwood's body shook, but he didn't make a sound, and walked resolutely towards the disc.

After carefully observing Temu's expression, the corners of Tirina's mouth turned up slightly, and her eyes flashed with cunning, and she swayed out of the room.

"Andrew, Warrior of the Federation, Lord Bauhinia of the Order of the First Rank Purple Heart, Honorary Elder of the Academy of Magic of Artethys, the superior who stepped on the blood and dry bones of his father and the Tiger Ben Legion under his command, and the actual dictator of Mars, Grand Overseer Andrew." Iron Wood, who stepped on the disc and slid towards the training room, had a calm face, his eyes full of anger, and he roared lowly.

In the first training room, Tiemu looked at the instructor who was explaining tactics in the distance, time fragments were flying, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to 11 years ago, the battle between the Martian envoy wearing dark blue blood armor and the city lord of Silvermoon City.

"My father is resolute and will never be treasonous!! The blood of 100,000 tiger warriors is splashed with yellow sand, and the heroic spirit is eternal! The Gui Ling let out a low roar accompanied by the battle intent that rushed to the sky.

The instructor glanced at Temu and continued to explain the tactics. Tirina gently stroked her long hair with her hand and glanced at the middle-aged officer opposite who was holding his chin with his hand. "Major Zhang, is this good? Won't it be too stressful. ”

"The door of the tiger, the tiger will not be destroyed. It's okay. Major Zhang closed his eyes.

Tirina gave a military salute and slowly withdrew. Major Zhang opened his eyes and stared at the boy on the screen with a huge meteor on his back, distracted. "Fight, our Heavenly Palace Clan will always support you!"

The night was hazy, and the stars were blinking and their lazy eyes were playfully crawling across the sky.

The Fist of the Heavenly Palace, changed into a brand-new ribbon, and flew towards the arena carrying the students wearing new uniforms.

The Arena of West Lorates has been repaired and strengthened for a day, and the defensive runes have been carved to become more perfect and beautiful.

The crowd was full, and those who had heard about last night's battle but were not lucky enough to witness it, and those who knew the inside scoop of today's game, rushed to book tickets.

The official arena was forced to open 6 satellite seats, and the people sitting in the satellite seats rotating in the sky, the crowd at the home stadium of the competition, and the people sitting in front of the live broadcast of the whole SAR, the stadium was crowded with people, laughing and laughing.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night of cohesion!

The Governors of the Special Administrative Region, Alexander and Roken, once again took the stage to announce the start of the competition. "Now it is Mars - Fallen Emperor Musashi Academy, and the outstanding graduates of the academy continue to enter the Tiger Ben Legion, one of the five elite legions of the Federation. Earn the college the reputation of the cradle of tigers. Please stand and welcome! ”

Dark red flows, a group of people wearing iron-blooded battle armor, bull horn armor, and holding gladiator round shields and bone spur horned axes. Along the bubbling red river, battle flags fluttered, huge siege chariots, burning bonfires, slanted thorn barriers, sky-high watchtowers.

The wind and sand blew, and the sound of an axe hitting a shield was heard. "Roar, roar" The Dark Purple Altar flame rose, and a giant flaming orange double-bladed battle axe danced in the flames, lighting up the sky.

"Tiger Legion," Temu muttered as he looked at the battle axes rising from the flames across the arena.

"Next, it was the victor of last night, the Celestial Palace Free Legion, who entered the venue. It remains to be seen whether the myth continues as the winner will be crowned with the top federal seeding team and advance to the ultimate match, as well as qualify for the All-Star Game. ”

"Woo woo," the sharp sound of the horn pierced Qiong Yu, and the blue battle flag was raised. Giant siege tanks are advancing! Dressed in blue and white Federation uniforms with eagle horns and shields, soldiers with spears guarded on either side, and the warhawk knights circled and flew in the air.

There was no gunsmoke, no fighting, no shouting, only the low roar of iron boots stepping on the hard stone slabs, and the "knock knock" fell on the hearts of the audience.

Low forward fortresses ahead, winding trenches, dark earth, broken weapons. Far behind is fertile land, bright skies, running children, and a crowd of happy faces.

"Why are we fighting!"

"Why are we fighting!"

"Why are we fighting!"

The spears of the marching queue slammed into the stone slabs, as if they were about to cut through the river of time. There is a bright blue star in the sky, which is the old saying that the soul comes and goes.

There is no pain, no sorrow, no darkness, only a clear blue eternal sky behind you.