There was nothing to say all night, but the next morning it was sunny!
In the vast military area of the imperial capital, as the national flags of six countries slowly rose on the rostrum, it heralded the continuation of the World King of Soldiers Fighting Competition the next day.
The sun's temperature in the morning was not over yet, and the wind blowing from the snow country still seemed to have a hint of cold air. After crossing most of the northern wasteland to reach China, the icy cold air had lost its temper, and it was refreshing to hear it.
Tang Feng walked out of the small courtyard wearing the Chinese special battle uniform with Long Yin Team printed on the shoulder, but the words Yin Long said to him last night were still lingering in his mind.
"Be careful of Blood Thirteen's blood?" Tang Feng seemed to understand. Thinking that the other party was a mysterious vampire clan in the West, he only vaguely felt that Blood Thirteen was probably far from as simple as it seemed.
In addition, Tang Feng was equally elusive about Tokugawa Ichiro's Kanshi Shoshu. This sword has been passed down for hundreds of years, which in itself is enough to prove that it is extraordinary.
Of course, Tang Feng himself is not an ordinary person. There are no secrets in his body. The dragon mark on his left chest is absolutely extraordinary.
Now that half a year is about to pass, Tang Feng has a hunch that the awakening of the Golden Dragon Mark is probably not far away. By then, his strength will definitely skyrocket again!
As soon as Tang Feng stepped out with his front feet, Sima Fei also stepped out of the small courtyard with his back feet. When he came closer, he saw that it was no different from yesterday. This guy still looked lazy and still had a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.
It seems that after many years of shepherding sheep in the northwest border, he has developed this indifferent temperament.
The two of them looked at each other and smiled without saying a word. Then Su Feihu, White Elephant King and others came out one after another, and together they all walked towards the central fighting platform.
The six national flags on the top of the fighting platform fluttered in the wind, and more and more people came to watch the battle.
Yinlong and other veteran generals from the other major military regions suddenly came towards each other. The veteran general from the imperial capital looked at Tang Feng, then looked at Sima Fei, and said solemnly: "After discussion among several of us last night, we came to a unanimous conclusion.
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Tang Feng asked: "What conclusion?"
The old general said: "The conclusion is that honor is important, but your lives are more important!"
Su Feihu asked: "Old General, what do you mean?"
The old general said: "This competition is far better than before, especially Tokugawa Ichiro and European Blood Thirteen. They are very important. I'm afraid you..."
When he said this, he suddenly stopped talking.
Tang Feng smiled and said: "Are you afraid that the two of us will be killed?"
Yinlong suddenly said: "I believe you already understand what we mean. You two are the mainstay of our Chinese military, so we don't want any accidents to happen to you!"
Sima Fei said: "Although I have been herding sheep in the northwest these years, I also understand the truth that everyone is destined to die, but death can be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai!"
The old general's face darkened and he said sharply: "Listen carefully, you two. If you are really defeated on the field, just admit defeat. We won't blame you. After all, you can keep the green mountains without fear of running out of firewood. Do you understand? This is an order."
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The faces of several old generals were quite solemn. It could be seen that they did not seem to have high hopes for the next fighting competition!
Tang Feng and Sima Fei looked at each other and smiled bitterly. They didn't say anything and only nodded slightly.
Although this is an order, there is also a saying that foreign military orders will not be tolerated. It is absolutely impossible for them to admit defeat, because they are soldiers, soldiers of China!
After a short oath and speech by the International Military Alliance on the rostrum, it was immediately announced that the top six games had officially begun.
The audience was already in a state of excitement, with noisy discussions and whispers.
The six people came to the stage to draw lots according to the established procedures, and the results of the order came out quickly.
The first game: Sima Fei of China versus King Shitian of Ancient India!
Game 2: American Magneto vs. European Blood Thirteen!
Game 3: Chinese Dragon Thorn vs. Fusandou Kawaichiro!
After learning the result of the competition, Tokugawa Ichiro laughed, and he smiled quite jokingly. He couldn't help but walked up to Tang Feng and said word by word: "It seems that you still have a few hours to live at most. Enjoy your life."
The last life."
Because it is the top six competition, and because these six people are all the strongest warriors in the world, today there are not three fighting stages taking place at the same time, but in sequence.
It was very rare that today Sima Fei did not wear the coarse linen gown of yesterday, but instead put on the special camouflage uniform of the Northwest Wild Wolves.
Although his face was still lazy, it could be seen from his actions that he also attached great importance to it. Even when he walked on stage, he no longer held dogtail grass in his mouth as before.
Lord Shakhtar of ancient India also put on his country's military uniform. Although this was a contest of personal honor, at the same time, it was not a battle of national honor and disgrace!
The two people came on stage and slowly approached each other. When they were two meters apart, they each gave a military salute using the ceremonial military salute of their country.
For a moment, the audience was quiet, with almost no one talking. Some people stretched their necks and looked around, their faces full of anticipation.
King Shi Tianbing suddenly opened his mouth, revealing his big white teeth, and he looked very honest and said: "I know you, on the surface you are a soldier stationed in the northwest border, but in fact, you are from the mysterious ancient martial arts world in China.
Moreover, I also know that you are an outer disciple of Wudang Clan in the ancient martial arts world."
Sima Fei's eyes suddenly condensed, and he was no longer as relaxed as before. He said coldly: "You actually know me? Have you investigated my origins?"
King Shi Tianbing still smiled honestly and said: "Of course. You have an old saying in China. It seems to be called something. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be defeated in a hundred battles. As my opponent, of course I have to investigate clearly."
Sima Fei suddenly smiled, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "Since you know my origin, I'm afraid you also know a lot about my kung fu?"
King Shi Tianbing shook his head: "I can't say I understand it very well, but I still know a little bit."
Sima Fei said again: "Since you know a little bit, do you think you can win me over with your skills?"
Although King Shi Tianbing looked honest and honest, he was not stupid at all. He did not answer, but asked in a deep voice: "How much do you know about our ancient Indian Brahma?"
Sima Fei shook his head and said: "I know nothing."
King Shi Tianbing smiled, with a hint of irony in his smile. He said coldly: "Since you know nothing about my Brahma technique, do you think you can win me?"
Sima Fei also laughed, very playfully: "It seems that your wisdom is not commensurate with your honest appearance."
King Shi Tianbing didn't say anything. He suddenly raised his middle finger and gave Sima Fei a hook.
Sima Fei didn't speak again. At this point, there was no need to say anything anymore. He clenched his fist and stepped on his foot, and the person flew out like an arrow.
