The sword of Jueyun drew its sword out of its sheath, the way of water attached to the blade of the sword, the awe-inspiring black light flowed like water, the brilliance twisted, countless sword qi condensed in the air, with a sharp ice aura, the toes were light, a circle of black light surged out, the sea of flames rolled and roared under her feet, and the black hair danced in the breeze.

A sharp birdsong soared into the sky, the firebird waved its wings, rolled up the flames, the flames were in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, all around turned into a sea of fire, illuminating the surrounding bright, hidden in the darkness of the ghost spirit suddenly had nowhere to escape, and unfortunately, at this time, the ghost ghost hidden in the dark was none other than Shen Bujiao's group of people.

The battle between the two sides was only in an instant, swords, swords, halberds, fire trees, silver flowers, and firearms were obviously not suitable for this state of melee combat, and everyone drew their natal weapons.

Meng Xingwan and the others appeared as scouts, and the number was naturally not too many, after hearing Xi Fanghua's instructions, Shen Bujiao understood that he had to fight quickly, and if it dragged on, he was afraid that the people sent by Mu Qingming would arrive.

The Jueyun Sword shook, the shadow of the ten thousand swords, as thin as a feather, the sword intent formed a net vertically and horizontally, overwhelming, there was nowhere to escape, the rolling flames brought up by the wings of the firebird, countless strange beasts poured out of the fire, Meng Xingwan stood alone in the raging flames, his red hair was waving in the wind, his eyebrows were a little lazy, and his face was as cold as ever, like a cluster of red flames on the tip of the right finger of Yu was constantly jumping.

Shen Bujie's sword broke through the heat wave, the sharp and cold sword intent penetrated the flames, the sea was broken and the waves were divided, the firebird was divided into two, a black sword intent rushed out from the tip of the Jueyun Sword, the flames were extinguished along the way, and it quickly skipped along the place where Meng Xingwan was, and a black line on the ground directly connected Shen Bujie and Meng Xingwan, the two of them were long and jade, the sky was full of fire, fighting and roaring, and the thick night became the foil for the two of them.

The black sword intent rushed straight to the door, Meng Xingwan did not dodge or dodge, with a flick of his fingers, the red flames at his fingertips turned into a red fire snake, with a tail of nine heads, fierce and vicious, violent and ferocious, and a pair of red eyes full of malice.

Shen Bujiao held the sword and slashed the ground, the drizzle continued, the rain curtain became a curtain, a curtain by a curtain, the rain was as heavy as a bucket, the rainstorm was like a waterfall, the flame was extinguished by the torrential rain, Meng Xingwan raised his hand lightly, the flame was rekindled, the fire and water were connected, and the white mist came out, and the white mist became smoke.

In the command room, Qin Zheng, Zheng Nan, Tang Shiwen and the other three teachers sat in front of the display screen, and one teacher shifted the picture from the frontal battlefield to the battle between Shen Bujiao and Meng Xingwan.

He pointed to the two people facing each other in the picture and said with a smile: "Lao Qin, these two students you brought are also amazing, water and fire have always been incompatible, this is not, water and fire are fighting, tsk, this face, I haven't seen it for many years." ”

The corners of Qin Zheng's mouth curled, and he was in a good mood when he heard his colleagues praise his students, and his tone was dyed with a little smile, "Who says it's not, the quality of this year's batch of students is really excellent. ”

Zheng Nan raised his chin and said with interest: "These two little girls, who do you think will win?"

Tang Shiwen clasped her arms in her hands and shook her head gently, "It doesn't matter who wins or loses in this competition, they are now participating in a team battle, not an individual competition, and the victory of the whole battle is the real victory." ”

Zheng Nan smacked his lips, shook his head and said: "Shiwen, you are so uninteresting, you are talking about these two little girls, one playing with fire, the other playing with water, what an interesting thing!" He rubbed his chin, with interest in his eyes, "The two of them are not very old, and their ability to control fire and water has reached the level of perfection, which makes me feel that I have lived to the belly of a dog at this age, and I have no sense of achievement." ”

Zheng Nan's gaze shifted from the inseparable picture of Meng Xingwan and Shen Bujie fighting to Qin Zheng, "What are the origins of the two of them?"

To be able to enter the military academy by only participating in the entrance test, that is, this group of students participating in the assessment, each of them has something extraordinary, which can be talented, or it can be a special talent, such as command ability, control of time, space, moonlight, daylight, and the scenes that the eyes can see are very different from ordinary people and are not innately formed.

This group of them is definitely one in a million in terms of qualifications, unparalleled luck, and even better opportunities.

Qin Zheng thought for a while, walked to the display screen and pointed at Meng Xingwan, who was slightly declining, and said, "A fire spirit raised by nature." ”

Immediately, his fingers slid to Shen Bujiao, who was holding the sword and slashing down the fire snake, and said, "Lord of the Water Dao." ”

Zheng Nan opened his mouth wide in surprise, with a look of disbelief, "The Lord of the Water Dao and ...... Fire Spirit?!" His expression gradually became subtle, "You have picked up two big treasures! Fire Spirit is difficult to form, there may not be a rare species for thousands of years, let's not talk about it, the Great Dao Courtyard can not follow us on the same path, it will be hundreds of years since the last time the people of the Great Dao Academy took the initiative to enter the Military Academy!"

Qin Zheng's eyebrows were a little lonely, and he sighed after a moment of silence, "It's been hundreds of years, it turns out that he has been gone for hundreds of years, time flies so fast......"

He raised his eyelids and fixed his gaze in one direction, his eyes were far and deep, as if he had traveled through thousands of years, with indescribable vicissitudes and sadness.

Zheng Nan, who has always been hippie and smiling, also fell silent, he naturally knew who Qin Zheng was talking about, it was the previous water master, Ran Heng, who entered the military academy at the age of twenty-three, went to the battlefield at the age of forty-five, and fell at the age of seventy-eight.

About 900 years ago, although they were not students who entered the military academy in the same class, they also intersected here and became comrades-in-arms, and later because of Ran Heng's excellent performance and outstanding ability, they went to the expeditionary force, but they didn't expect that this time was goodbye.

When they were young, they went to the battlefield together, with the same beliefs and goals, and they supported each other with life and death in the rain of bullets and bullets, and this affection not only did not fade over the years, but became more brilliant and unforgettable after being washed over the years.

Zheng Nan let out a long sigh and touched Tang Shiwen who was standing next to him with his elbow, "Anyway, how many years have we known each other?"

Tang Shiwen woke up from her long thoughts, heard Zheng Nan's words, pulled the corners of her lips, and said expressionlessly: "Only people who are dying like to recall the past. ”

Zheng Nan said indignantly: "Do you know that you speak very unemotionally!"

Tang Shiwen was unmoved, and apologized very insincerely, "Although it will make you feel uncomfortable, I'm sorry, I can't change it." ”

"Death is not the end, forgetting is, and he has never been forgotten. ”

Tang Shiwen's eyes moved away from the display screen, and after dropping this sentence, he turned around and left the command room, his back was a little thin, but he was extremely powerful.

This team competition is coming to an end.