Steel steam and flame

The material is dark black and only reflects a little cold light under the pneumatic weapon. It is slightly different from all the metals I have seen so far.

The wind brought by the rapid running has now passed by the man, overwhelming the listless weeds that are beginning to turn yellow under his feet. Under the two dark lenses of a suitable size on the fully-wrapped mask, there is a pair of dim eyes, turning from red to black. They are now slightly closed, and in the blink of an eye, they have captured the shadow of the lamppost flying over. .

Immediately, the burning pneumatic weapon in his hand synchronized with the message from his eyes, and when he lifted it, he slashed it in front of him. A cluster of firelight shone in front of him like a big tree, and the complete lamppost was broken open by pneumatic weapons from the middle. The high temperature kept their cuts orange-red, and they just rushed past the man, until the end. In the end, it didn't even touch the man's clothes. Then the two halves of the lamppost hit the ground. They were several meters long and rolled over, lifting a large tent of fresh soil into the air. Finally, they finally hit a chair on the stone roadside and stopped.

The sparks caused by the friction in front of the man's eyes quickly cooled and disappeared in the air. Himya, who had rushed over, had already jumped into the air, and her feet in high heels pressed down hard on the man's head.

The orange-red blade was blocked in front of the man's head, and it accurately collided with the slender heel of Himiya's high-heeled shoes. The violent "chichi" friction sound caused a large amount of sparks to flow from the place where the blade and the heel of the shoe came into contact. But it is not the material on Himiya's shoes that is being worn away, but the row of fine sharp gears fixed on the pneumatic weapon with shafts that are being rapidly polished and worn away.

The power of Xemiah's attack was so great that the man holding the handle of the knife with both hands only temporarily resisted. The still burning blade only paused in mid-air for less than half a second before being completely pressed to the ground.

The ground was about to explode, and a large sinking pit suddenly appeared. The power of this kick was transmitted to the surroundings, the air exploded with a roaring sound, and the street lights not far away began to shake. The man's hands were unable to escape, and along with the handle of the knife, most of it was pressed into the soil. His body arched at this moment, almost bending.

Xemiah raised his other foot, wanting to give the man a fatal blow. But there was a huge force coming from her feet at the same time. Even though the blade of the knife was pressed firmly by her, the man's power seemed to be much greater than she had expected.

The red-hot blade was forcibly lifted up from the soil by the man. Hemiya had no choice but to give up the attack and jumped up. With a crisp "tick" sound, he landed steadily on the stone path.

"Are you all so brave now? Or have you stayed in an area shrouded in extreme climates for too long, unable to connect to the radio, and don't you even know how to pay attention to the basic situation of the empire?" Himia said in a comfortable voice Standing in a posture, looking down at the man who was still standing in the middle of the pit, he took a deep breath to calm down, and then asked his question, "Or do you think you can leave safely after coming here to make a big fuss?"

"At this point, some things still need to be explained?" The man's voice was dull, with an unnatural accent. The next moment, before the sound had completely spread to the surroundings, he stood there and turned into a shadow, blending into the air again.

Xemiah snorted suddenly, and his eyes became sharp. When there was a strange movement on the left side of her body, her feet naturally turned in an arc on the ground and collided with the pneumatic weapon that had returned to dark red again.

The man's strength is obviously much greater than before, and it is now very laborious for Himya to attack or defend. His swordsmanship is not surprising, just average. Moreover, after fighting for some time, Himiya can now basically determine that the surgical level is roughly the same as his own. It is difficult to say that the man has any advantages, but there are no obvious shortcomings. Except for the explosion of strength and speed, which may be due to the accumulation of years of training, which has the advantage that Himiya cannot catch up, everything else is on the same level as Himiya, with some places slightly inferior.

It's very difficult to deal with. Xemia felt helpless as she felt the air around her heated by the pneumatic weapons. From time to time, I glanced at the management building of the military school, but still no one came. Sure enough, there was a problem there.

The two figures were completely mixed together at this moment, and their extremely fast speed caused their bodies to hit the air every moment. The sound of pneumatic weapons and heels clashing was like rolling waves, waking up all the students from the military school sleeping in the surrounding dormitories. At this moment, there was a row of people standing in the corridor. Their eyes were filled with doubts as they looked at the brilliant sparks that would hit from time to time below, as well as the ground that looked like it had been bombarded by artillery shells.

The turf was carried up into the air by the extremely fast running speed of the two men, and the gravel road also collapsed.

Pneumatic weapons are really annoying. Himiya distanced herself from the man. As soon as she stopped, she reached out and grabbed the street lamp on the side. A purple silhouette flashed under her feet. The street lamp pillar was broken, and clear smooth cutting marks were visible. The circuit line is still flashing a faint blue electric light.

The bulky street lamp post was used as an ordinary iron rod in the hands of Himya. The fan-shaped white shadow swayed across it, and there was a sharp whistling sound that rubbed the air. Otherwise, it was completely impossible to tell that there was any weight on it. The several-meter-long street lamp was cut off section by section by the man's pneumatic weapon and scattered around his body.

When the two of them stopped their moving bodies and looked at each other again, the street lamp held by Himia was less than two meters long.

"You should be prepared when you come..." The man laughed, a bit like the shrill cries of apes in the mountains.

Xemia didn't want to say any more, so he hit the man again with a lamppost with a diameter of 20 to 30 centimeters in his hand, using it as a spear to directly stab the man in the chest violently.

All the attacks were nimbly dodged by the man. There was not much difference in strength. Both of them were helpless, at least for a short time.

"Bang..."

At the same moment, there was finally movement from the management building in the distance. A figure crashed through the reinforced glass from the middle of a dozens-story building, and then fell heavily to the ground, landing on a small square and steps made of concrete in front of the management building.

Large gray concrete blocks were cracked and bulged, and the thick steel bars buried inside to increase strength were broken and turned up at sharp angles. Steam emerged from the dense cracks. When the steel-like figure fell to the ground, it carried a huge impact deep into the ground, squeezing the buried copper steam pipes out of the ground.