Chapter 604 The Coming of the Martial Arts Conference
There was nothing to say all night. The weather was fine this time, but the cold wind was still biting. After Laba, it was a cold winter in the imperial capital, and the temperature was generally very low.
Tang Feng woke up to the sound of a loud military song. After waking up, he suddenly remembered that Black Rose had told him yesterday that the team was recruiting new players and he needed to check them.
Although he has now quit the Longyin team, he has stayed in this place for more than ten years since he was a child, and has long been unable to let go of his feelings.
In addition, with the withdrawal of the four of them, although the team's reputation is still there, the elite is gone, and new blood is needed.
Thinking of this, Tang Feng quickly got up, washed briefly and then pushed the door open. At this time, Mao Shiba always came out of the side room at the right time.
And he always served breakfast for the two of them just right. I have to say that he is a very qualified servant.
It's just that Tang Feng was a little confused. When he came back last night, the old man hadn't come back yet, and he didn't know when he came back later.
After thinking for a while, Tang Feng asked: "Qingsongzi has gone back?"
Mao Shiba was a little tired, so he nodded and said, "I'm back. Also, Young Master, Senior Brother Yu has something he wants me to tell you."
Tang Feng asked: "What are you talking about?"
Mao Shiba said: "Originally he didn't intend to say these words, but yesterday you gave him the marrow-cleansing pill, which was such a great kindness, he really had to say it."
Tang Feng didn't answer, he just put down his chopsticks and turned his head, waiting for him to continue.
Mao Shiba continued: "Senior Brother Yu said that just after yesterday's battle, Wudang Jialanzi and the third elder of the Beggar Clan went to Songshan Shaolin overnight."
Tang Feng frowned and asked, "They go to Shaolin, what does that have to do with me?"
Mao Shiba had a sullen face and his tone was quite solemn as he said in a deep voice: "According to Senior Brother Yu's analysis, these two people went to Shaolin in order to convince the abbot of Shaolin, together with the headmaster of Wudang, and the leader of the Beggar Clan to prepare for a martial arts conference.
The conference is trying to deal with you."
"Convene a martial arts conference to deal with me?" Tang Feng frowned suddenly, and he was a little surprised.
"This is just Senior Brother Yu's analysis, but it should be close to ten. According to that old guy Jialanzi, Master, not only did you steal Shaolin's unique skills, but you also stole the Beggar Clan's unique skills and violated martial arts taboos!"
Tang Feng stopped talking and his face became quite solemn. As a martial arts person, he knew very well what it would mean once a martial arts conference was held.
Moreover, it is Shaolin Wudang, and there is also the Beggar Clan. These three behemoths jointly held a joint meeting. If the other party is really determined to deal with him, I am afraid that even Zulong will not be able to openly defend him.
After all, the sect leaders of these three major powers are almost all outstanding figures of the same generation as Zu Long.
Mao Shiba also had a serious look on his face. He looked at Tang Feng and said, "Master, I know you didn't learn it secretly. Even the Shaolin dragon grip was something you learned from Shaolin disciples based on your talent."
At this point, he changed the subject, and then shouted in a deep voice: "However, Jianghu has always been extremely dangerous. If these people are really determined to get rid of you, they will never talk to you about the truth."
Tang Feng nodded slightly. He had been involved in the world more than ten years ago. He knew the dangers in the world better than anyone else.
Jianghu will never believe the words of the weak, let alone sympathize with the tears of the weak. The entire Jianghu has always only believed in one truth, whoever has the biggest fist, whose words are the truth.
Since ancient times, martial arts has always been the most respected force in the world!
"When will this martial arts conference be held?" Tang Feng asked. This matter is not trivial. He must make preparations as soon as possible. If necessary, he must also ask Lord Shadow Dragon to come out.
Mao Shiba pondered and said: "The martial arts conference needs to post hero posts in advance. The heroes of the world will be revealed. According to past practice, it is likely to be on the fifteenth day of this month."
"It's the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, which means there are still six days left." Tang Feng sneered.
"Six days may be a bit rushed. The specific date will be determined by the date on the hero's post!"
Mao Shiba said and sighed: "For the martial arts conference, all the heroes and friends in the martial arts world may go to Songshan Mountain. This matter is not trivial. Young Master, you must make preparations as soon as possible."
Tang Feng nodded, waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion in my heart."
Mao Shiba wanted to say something more, but at this time Tang Feng had put down his chopsticks and stood up. It was then that he realized that a handsome man wearing a black leather jacket and leather trousers with a slim figure suddenly came to the door.
A nice and shameless young woman.
"It's rare to see a beautiful woman come to your door. Master, I won't bother you any more." Mao Shiba smiled and stepped back very wisely. Although he was old, he was quite reasonable.
Of course the visitor was Black Rose, but she still didn't come in. She stood at the door and said, "Are you full? If you are full, leave quickly. Everyone has gathered in the playground, waiting for you."
Tang Feng stopped talking nonsense and immediately stepped out and headed to the south playground. He was always punctual, but what Mao Shiba said just now was so important that it distracted him a little.
There are many people on the playground, all wearing military uniforms, and they are neatly arranged in small groups.
Although Tang Feng was still wearing a military uniform at this moment, it looked much faded and old. Most importantly, the Hidden Dragon Team's epaulette was no longer on his left shoulder.
However, although the epaulettes have been removed, most of the team members present still recognize him.
When he saw Tang Feng approaching, he didn't know who started and shouted loudly: "Hello, Captain Dragon Thorn!"
"Hello, Captain Dragon Thorn!"
"Hello, captain!"
"salute!"
Suddenly, shouts and shouts could be heard one after another, resounding throughout the huge playground. Everyone saluted, respectfully paying Tang Feng a standard military salute.
Seeing this formation, Tang Feng suddenly felt a surge of heat in his heart and was moved by this scene.
This is exactly what I said. Although I am no longer in the world, my legend still exists in the world.
Although he was moved in his heart, Tang Feng remained calm on the surface and walked slowly up to the podium in front of everyone.
He looked down at the team below and said loudly: "I have quit the Hidden Dragon Team and am no longer a soldier, so I will no longer respond to you with military salutes."
As he spoke, he bent down and bowed neatly, and the audience suddenly became commotion.
Someone shouted: "Captain Bu Long Ci, even if you quit the team, you are still our captain and will always be our captain!"
"Yes, he will always be the captain of our Longyin team. Although Tang Feng has quit the Longyin team, the Dragon Assassin King will always be the pride of our China!"
At this moment, a young man standing next to the rostrum looked at Tang Feng and said coldly: "Is he the Dragon Assassin King?"
Another young man said: "It is said that this person is very famous and even won the International Soldier Championship this year!"
The young man from before raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said in a joking tone: "Is that true? But in my opinion, there doesn't seem to be anything special about this person."
