Sima Fei's face was shocked, the energy in his body surged wildly, and he threw it again with more strength.

Tang Feng shook his shoulders, felt the huge power coming from the other party's arm, and immediately cast the Hidden Dragon's Thousand Jin Pendant, still standing there motionless.

Now Sima Fei finally knew that the legendary Dragon Thorn Soldier King was really extraordinary, he immediately withdrew and let go, and laughed repeatedly: "Yes, it is worthy of being the Dragon Thorn, the legendary number one soldier king in China, today I will give you face, don't be like this stupid elephant!"

He shook his head as he spoke, and said: "Of course, it is only you who are the Dragon Assassin King, so that I can Sima Fei give face, if this is changed to someone else, I don't have this qualification!"

Tang Feng also withdrew his hand and said with a faint smile: "That's right, everyone is a brother army, we should be united with the outside world, and we should fight here internally, if we let other countries know, wouldn't we be laughed out of our big teeth?"

The Golden Lion King and the others nodded again and again, and their gaze at Tang Feng couldn't help but change.

They are not stupid, after the short confrontation just now, they have obviously seen Tang Feng's extraordinary, faintly, even better than Sima Fei.

Of course, just now it was just a preliminary test, if it was really a desperate fight on the field, it was still difficult to say which of several people would be stronger or weaker.

Over the years, the Dragon Thorn Soldier King has been in the limelight, and the Golden Lion King and the White Elephant King, these veteran soldier king-level figures, although they didn't say anything on the surface, they had some ideas in their hearts.

What's more, the characters who can be at the level of a soldier king, which one is not a high-eyed and unruly character, it is not so easy for them to surrender to others.

The reception hall suddenly fell into a brief silence of embarrassment, and no one spoke.

At this time, Yinlong and the responsible persons of the special forces of the rest of the military regions stepped in and announced loudly: "Everyone prepare, and after half an hour, we will gather at the review hall and make a speech by the International Military Alliance." ”

"After the alliance lecture, followed by the draw session, some of you have participated in the competition three years ago, you should know that the competition adopts a one-on-one elimination system, how to lose in any game, that means, lose the qualification of the game, so I hope that the six of you participating in the king of soldiers, can be treated strictly, every battle, must do your best, win glory for the country, win glory for China, do you understand?"

"Understood!" said the six in unison.

Yinlong looked at everyone, especially the Cheetah King, Sima Fei and the others, and then said: "Originally, with your military rank, there are some things I don't want to say, but the competition is coming, I have to emphasize, I know that among you, many people have disputes with each other, and no one will obey anyone if they don't like each other, but it doesn't matter, the important thing is that internal fighting is prohibited at this juncture, but if I know your internal friction, I will be dealt with by military law!"

Su Feihu and the others nodded immediately, they were already at the level of the king of soldiers, and they were still measured in the final analysis when they held the position of the captain of the special brigade, even if Sima Fei was impulsive just now, he didn't dare to really make a move.

An old general with a white beard in the Imperial Capital Military Region waved his hand and said, "Okay, get ready, set off immediately, and go to the parade ground!"

When the words fell, Tang Feng and the others saluted a standard military salute, and then everyone held their heads high, strode forward, and walked to the large and spacious review hall in the middle under the leadership of several veteran generals of the military region.

The parade hall is spacious and vast, and as far as the eye can see, the national flags of the participating countries are waving in the wind above the review stand, showing a majestic posture under the hot sun.

In this international special forces competition, there are more than 30 participating countries, and the number of participants in each country varies, and only one or two soldiers from smaller countries participate, while there are as many as five or six in China and Mi, as well as northern snow countries and European countries.

According to the rules of the competition system, there is one champion, two runners-up, and three third runners-up in the competition.

The first winner will be called the title of Chief Soldier King by the Alliance, and at the same time, the final competition with the previous Soldier King will be the winner, and the winner will be the real First Soldier King!

According to the row prepared by the committee in advance, Tang Feng came to the designated place in an orderly manner and stood side by side, as for several veteran generals of the military region, they had already walked to the review stand at this time.

Huaxia is the organizer of this session, and several veteran generals naturally want to come to the stage to deliver speeches.

The sun was shining, and the six warrior kings of Huaxia stood there without moving, but unfortunately, the four people standing on the left hand side were the participating soldiers of the island country Fusang.

"Huaxia people, which one is the Dragon Thorn Soldier King, stand up!" one of the four Fusang suddenly let out a cold snort.

Su Feihu and the others' faces suddenly sank, and among the six people, only the Cheetah King was the only one, and his face secretly showed a look of schadenfreude.

Tang Feng frowned, didn't move, just glared at the four Fusang people, and said in a deep voice: "Lao Tzu is a dragon thorn, what advice does Your Excellency have?"

The man who spoke in Fusang was in Huaxia, although it was not very standard, but it could be heard by everyone clearly, and it seemed that the other three people also knew a little about Huaxia.

"Are you the Huaxia Dragon Thorn?" The leader of the four Fusang suddenly turned his head and shouted, he was slender and tall, his appearance looked ordinary, and the coarse linen clothes he was wearing were also ordinary, but his whole person had an indescribable compelling momentum.

This person held a knife in his hand, a blue knife, blue bewitching, strange blue, shining in the sun, emitting a bright and dazzling light.

As soon as Tang Feng saw the knife in his hand, his eyes suddenly froze, and his face was slightly shocked.

Seeing this, the young man in Mai grinned slightly, raised the blue knife in his hand, and asked, "Huaxia Dragon Assassin King, do you recognize this knife in my hand?"

Tang Feng immediately said: "Fuso's top ten famous swords: Guanshi Zhengzong, blade length 64.4CM, according to the history of Fuso, it is the famous swordsmith Goro in Xiangzhou to enter the authentic sect, made at the end of Kamakura, the Warring States period for Ishida Mitsunari to own, later, Sancheng gave the sword to Yuki Hideyasu, Sekigahara after the battle was dedicated to Tokugawa Ieyasu!"

The young man in Mai also stared at Tang Feng tightly: "It is worthy of being the king of the dragon thorn soldiers, for me Fusang history, for the famous sword to look at the authentic world, it is so familiar, I have to admire it!"

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth raised, and then he sneered: "Since you know that this is the authentic Guanshi of the top ten famous swords in my country, then do you know my identity?"

Tang Feng also smiled, and said in a deep voice: "If you are not mistaken, presumably Your Excellency is the guardian saint of the Sword Saint of Fusang Island Country, the chief disciple of Miyamoto Musashi, Sun Tokugawa Ichiro, right?"

Tang Feng spoke, staring at each other tightly with a pair of blazing eyes, he had obviously seen that this Tokugawa Ichiro was worthy of being the future successor of the Fusang Sword Saint Palace, but he was in his early twenties, and he had already stepped into the realm of the Grandmaster of Transformation Strength!