"Good. Jiujiang, Galaxy, you two have coordinated this joint combat secret art quite well." The blue-haired woman, Xue Ling, offered encouragement. "In another thousand years, you'll probably be as in sync as us old soldiers."
It had now been two thousand years since Wang Yi and Luo Feng had joined the Fish Dwelling Army.
Wang Yi and Luo Feng were practicing a joint attack secret art with the members of Xue Ling's squad.
Although individual strength was powerful, teamwork was also important, and it could foster mutual understanding as well.
Of course, because Wang Yi and Luo Feng had concealed their strength, after two thousand years, the soldiers of Seventh Squad still had no idea how powerful the two of them truly were.
"All right, that's enough practice for today. Everyone, go back and rest." Xue Ling said with a smile.
Everyone left the training ground space, chatting and laughing as they flew toward their respective camps.
Several soldiers from Mo Gu's group watched from afar.
"Hmph, those two recruits joined Xue Ling's little group. Looks like they're having a great time."
"Seeing how pleased with themselves they are really annoys me."
"I really don't understand what the captain is thinking. If you ask me, he shouldn't have let the Xue Ling Squad continue to exist. Hasn't he given up after all these years?"
"Why don't you go tell the captain and make him give up?"
"Heh, I wouldn't dare."
The soldiers of the Xue Ling Squad saw the soldiers from Mo Gu's group as well, but they could not be bothered with them.
Although the army had military regulations, the rules for ordinary troops were not that strict. Soldiers killing one another happened often enough. While special legions did not permit mutual slaughter within the military camp, that