The next morning, Zheng Feng got up early.

Compared with yesterday, his mental state was much better.

It was not that the noise in his mind had decreased, nor that the frequency of the Morning Breeze II's appearance had decreased, but that he had become accustomed to it.

After enjoying a rare and sound sleep, Zheng Feng unknowingly mastered a new skill.

It seemed that there was an extra filter in his brain, allowing him to subconsciously and accurately grasp the gap between the noise and the image of the mother ship when thinking about a problem, and empty his mind at this moment.

After the interference ended, he continued his previous thinking.

Assuming he wants to conduct a complete thinking and organize a long paragraph of language, his thinking process will be interrupted by random thoughts that pop up from time to time, and it will be in a fragmented state. But the amazing thing is that the process of emptying his mind does not interrupt the thinking process, and it can always be seamlessly connected.

Humans are really a very magical creature. No matter how big the trouble is, as long as they can still live tenaciously, they can always find a way to solve the problem naturally, both physically and mentally.

This is a self-defense mechanism.

With the help of this mechanism, as long as people are alive, they can always actively adjust themselves to adapt to the environment.

Zheng Feng, who barely recovered to normal, took the team members to do some intensive training.

After a whole day of high-intensity competition yesterday, the Flying Tigers have changed a lot compared to before.

Zheng Feng found that when he gave orders to others, he no longer needed to explain everything clearly as before. Sometimes, even if it was just a look, or calling someone's name, or even without saying a word, others knew in advance what he wanted him to do.

Obviously, after he hung up once, the overall tacit understanding of the Flying Tigers did not decline, but improved.

And the overall strength of the guys also increased, and the gap with Zheng Feng narrowed. From the previous ordinary class level, they became the backbone of the elite class. 厺厽笔趣阁flyncool.com 厺厽

This is a pleasant surprise.

After a busy day, when it was evening, Zheng Feng took a group of little kids to sit side by side in the corner of the small stadium on the top floor of the First Pioneer Academy.

Tomorrow is the Lieyang 3 galaxy-level expansion competition.

In the entire Lieyang 3 galaxy, there are a total of eight inhabited natural planets, dozens of hidden small-scale settlements, and dozens of breeding and education bases hidden in the subspace.

Therefore, there are hundreds of thousands of teams from nearly a hundred planetary bases and tens of thousands of academies in the Lieyang 3 galaxy.

Just by moving up a step from a small stage, the number of competitors has increased exponentially by thousands and tens of thousands of times.

Faced with this sudden surge in the intensity of competition, Zheng Feng felt that he should say something.

As a result, before he opened his mouth, Mata and Edgar asked in unison: "Captain, what's wrong with you?"

Zheng Feng smiled and said, "What can I do? I want to talk about you. You performed very well yesterday and even better today. You should now know what the situation will be like tomorrow, right?"

Everyone nodded.

"Yeah!"

"The number of opponents has increased. Assuming that the proportion of geniuses among them remains the same, then as long as we want to stand out, we will inevitably have to face those talented opponents in various bases and academies. The intensity of competition will be completely different from previous games. I was worried before, after all, with your abilities at that time... well, it was not satisfactory. But now, based on your performance yesterday and today, I think you are trustworthy. The name of the Flying Tigers will one day resound throughout the galaxy. We will make this nickname that others gave us at the beginning become a name that the enemy will be afraid of."

"Yeah!"

Under the simulated sunset in the distant sky, in the small stadium, the shadows of thirty children, twenty-nine children and twenty-one adults, were stretched long on the ground.

...

"Brother, what's wrong?"

Zheng Feng returned to the dormitory and Tang Tianxin called.

Zheng Feng looked up at the woman in the projection whom he had not seen for a long time.

Now eleven-year-old Tang Tianxin is about to reach a height of 1.7 meters.

From the perspective of female physiological development, she is basically mature.

Compared with the pink and tender little girl many years ago, Tang Tianxin, who has now experienced the baptism of war and has secured the position of major general and has become famous in the special operations force of the Yunding War Zone, is no longer naive, but has a murderous and resolute temperament.

When facing Zheng Feng, she will let down her guard a little and show a rare natural smile, but the sharpness of professional soldiers, especially senior commanders, still lingers.

Tang Tianxin can feel the changes in herself.

She used to worry that her temperament would bring too much pressure to Zheng Feng, and she wanted to control the change, but she was powerless.

But now she no longer wants to do this laborious, unpopular, and meaningless thing.

Because she found that she was just worrying too much.

Compared to herself, the aura around Zheng Feng is more magical.

Whether facing herself now or even other people in a higher position, she can't feel any pressure from him.

I don't know if Zheng Feng is born with a big nerve, or if he has a character that is not afraid of power and does not respect authority.

"It's OK. I feel my team members are quite reliable. If everything goes well, the Flying Tigers should be able to at least break out of Lieyang 3, and then break out of the Yunding star field. It shouldn't be a problem to enter the Tenth War Zone."

Zheng Feng said cheerfully, and showed Tang Tianxin the screen of his communication with his team members just now.

After watching it, Tang Tianxin felt a little jealous.

Sometimes she even hated that she grew up too fast, so that she couldn't stay with Zheng Feng for many years like a real peer.

Fortunately...

he gradually caught up.

Maybe it won't be long before he can surpass the boundaries set by others and appear by her side as a warrior.

Unconsciously, Tang Tianxin's face turned slightly red, and her cheeks suddenly flushed, and even a little hot. FLy&#戅

She looked around with an evasive look, "Brother, I have something urgent here. Let's talk later. Shall I hang up first?"

"Well, go and get busy."

After hanging up the communication, Zheng Feng was a little disappointed, but he quickly adjusted himself.

He turned on the private training equipment again and connected to the simulation training.

Instructor T's cold tone rang again.

"The third spherical battleship battle simulation starts now..."

After a night of hard training, Zheng Feng led the Flying Tigers to connect to the Lieyang 3 star system under the watchful eyes of countless people in the First Pioneer Academy.

At first, many instructors, including Ding Hu, were worried whether the Flying Tigers could cope with this situation.

But when the high-intensity synchronous attack competition just started, Ding Hu and the faculty and staff of the First Pioneer Academy were relieved.

It's amazing!

The eleven-year-old Zheng Feng finally reached or even exceeded the level that other eleven-year-olds should have in the field of combat.

When most of the competitors were three or four-year-old kids, Zheng Feng, who could steadily exert the strength of an S-level fighter and occasionally burst out with top strength, was like a god descending from heaven, invincible and overwhelming.

And his team members were no longer mediocre as before, and had grown into elites.

The Flying Tigers formed a core of combat power around Zheng Feng, forming a situation of one super and many strong, forming an overwhelming advantage over the rest of the teams.

Yesterday, when Zheng Feng did not make a move, the Flying Tigers won the 19th place in the First Pioneer Academy.

Now that he has burst out with all his strength, the strength shown by the Flying Tigers is worthy of being the ace of the aces of the First Pioneer Academy.

Only half a day has passed, while other teams are still struggling, the Flying Tigers have taken the lead in standing out from the 10,000 teams competing in the same field and entered the next round.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.

The name of the Flying Tigers appeared in the final list of the All-Empire Unified Military Skills Competition.

Zheng Feng fulfilled his promise and brought his former Flying Tigers teammates, who were originally a burden, to the highest stage in the field of human military training.

But he didn't know at this time that a "conspiracy" was slowly surging around him.

In a secret meeting room, Zhou Donglai, Andre, Dong Shan and a small group of dozens of people were discussing a major event in a intensive manner.

Dong Shan said, "According to the summary statistics of the main brain Fanxing, Zheng Feng now has about 30% of the time to burst out his potential and step into the peak realm at any time. It is not appropriate to let him participate in the elementary school group junior class competition. First, it cannot improve his strength and has no training effect on him; second, it is too unfair to others."

Andre suggested, "Then we force him to move up to a higher age group?"

Someone immediately objected, "Let's not talk about Zheng Feng himself, but his team members are actually children. Isn't this unfair to Zheng Feng?"

"Listen to me."

At this time, a slightly hoarse voice of a young woman sounded in the conference room.

Everyone's breathing was stagnant.

The person who spoke was Tong Ling.

Although Tong Ling has attended almost every meeting of the Sage Plan, many people can't remember how long it has been since they last heard Tong Ling's voice.

Although she is old now, she has stood at the top of human combat power for two hundred years. There are also many top fighters who have become the backbone of the force after receiving her guidance.

No one can ignore the opinion of Instructor Tong Ling.

"Instructor Tong, you say."

Zhou Donglai, who is also older, said respectfully.

厺厽追文小说网zhuiwen.org 厺厽. Tong Ling's tone sounded very calm, with almost no emotional ups and downs.

She said slowly, "For the real top fighters, there is no such thing as fairness or unfairness. The sage of the past dared to launch a desperate charge against the ball ship wearing the Qinglong armor. Since Zheng Feng is the reincarnation of the sage and will become a sage in the future, he should have learned to participate in unequal battles from the beginning. I don't think he will lose, or, I think even if he loses, he will not be defeated. Because he himself is the sage!"

Everyone was stunned.

Tong Ling's words were like a stone that caused a thousand waves.

If you ask who in this world is the most superstitious about the sage Chen Feng, I'm afraid that Instructor Tong Ling said she is second, and no one dares to claim to be first.

Emmanuel Berto asked in a low voice: "So..."

Tong Ling: "So, my suggestion is to let the Flying Tigers directly participate in the advanced group competition and compete with those talented students who have already entered the battlefield or are about to enter the battlefield. As far as I know, in addition to Zheng Feng, there is also a nine-year-old child in the advanced group. Right? So why can others do it, but the reincarnation of the sage cannot do it?"

At this point, Tong Ling has obviously put the final word on the whole matter.

"I agree."

"Second."

"Agree."

...

"Then it's decided."

Fifteen minutes later, Ding Hu walked to Zheng Feng's door with an extremely confused mood.

Ding Dong Ding Dong.

Zheng Feng, who was about to open the duck-stuffing artifact and read some basic knowledge monographs, sat up straight.

"Eh? What do you want to talk to me about, Brother Hu?"

Zhuiwen ZHuIWEn戅. Ding Hu rubbed his hands together, like a young wife who wanted to say

something but hesitated. "Brother Hu, can you be more straightforward? Be careful or I'll tell my sister-in-law that you're a sissy."

Ding Hu rolled his eyes, "Go to hell, I just received a very important notice."

"Then tell me." Zheng Feng shook his head, wondering why he didn't give the order directly in the personal information system, but had to let Ding Hu convey it.

"It's like this. The Imperial Ministry of Education directly issued the highest order, requiring the Flying Tigers to skip the elementary school junior group competition and compete with the contestants in the advanced group."

Zheng Feng wondered: "Advanced group? What is that?"

"This is a way of saying the combat sequence specialty class. If you want to describe it in terms of academic status, you can roughly understand it as a postdoctoral fellow among warriors. Some of them are already on the battlefield, some have been to the battlefield first and are now returning to school to continue their studies, and some will report to various elite special forces after participating in this competition. Any of the worst teams in it is probably several times stronger than the Seventh Iron Company you dealt with before."

Zheng Feng: "..."

"Brother Tiger, are you kidding me?"

"Why would I tease you?"

As he was speaking, Zheng Feng turned on his personal AI and displayed a new order he had just received.

Ding Hu looked up and his face changed drastically.

In this new order, clear standards were set for Zheng Feng to leave school and officially join the army, requiring him to at least be in the top 100 in the Empire finals.

"What a joke! Isn't this a trap for me! Let me lead the Flying Tigers to fight against senior fighters? And I have to be in the top 100? Only then will I be allowed to go to the front line? Who came up with this bad idea? It's obvious that they want to lock me up on the planet like a little brat who won't grow up! This is too..."

"I have permission to tell you who proposed this plan." "

Who?"

"Chief Instructor Tong Ling." 9duxs.com Zheng

Feng was stunned.

Of course he knew the name of the legendary Tong Ling. He had read novels for a long time

, but he never thought that a human legend who was so far away and had nothing to do with him would actually pay attention to him, and even personally take action to "trap" him from such a distance.

What's the purpose?

"Why?" Zheng Feng asked.

Ding Hu shrugged, "Isn't it the duty of soldiers to obey orders? Moreover, this is an instruction from the highest level. Maybe... there must be a reason, but you and I just don't understand it."

Zheng Feng thought for a moment, and the expression on his face changed several times in an instant.

From shock to confusion, slowly, he was relieved.

He nodded, "Okay, let's try and see if this can stop me. I've told my teammates before that I think they are trustworthy. Even if the opponents have changed, there is no fairness, but I can't deny them because of this. After all, in the real battlefield, unequal wars are happening all the time. It's impossible for everything to go according to human will, right?"

Ding Hu: "Yes, it's good that you can think it through."