Chapter 942 The Strange Theory and Teaching of the Grim Reaper (Flower, Flower~)

"Four minutes and fifty-seven seconds!" Sun Yu, who was in charge of the timekeeping, looked at the stopwatch in his hand blankly, and then looked at the thirty-two blades who were sitting or lying down to indicate that they had died, and almost didn't stare out of his eyes in surprise. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that someone could kill sixteen of them in five minutes.

And the price paid was nothing more than a slight panting, and a little insignificant minor injury.

"We're even!" The wooden knife in Long Shan's hand was retracted, and he looked at Tang Feng and said with a chuckle.

"It's not a draw, it's me who lost." Tang Feng shook his head gently, now he is no longer the ignorant boy who sat in the well and watched the sky, and only thought he was the king of soldiers in the world when he was only in the blue eagle. Not to mention, Longshan, Zhuge Yunfeng, and the legendary masters of the Fifth Army, which one is not skilled?

Not to mention the masters hidden by world-class organizations such as Suzaku Hall and the Assassin Club. Not to mention anything else, as long as there are two or three people at Luo Ying's level, it will be enough for Tang Feng to drink a pot. The current Tang Feng has long passed the age of being brave and ruthless, and he is gradually

I learned to face the gap in strength calmly.

In this world, personal bravery, while always important, is not absolute. Strength has long been out of the category of individuals, there are many younger brothers, more money, and more people, this is the real strength.

"You only have one wound on your body, but I have two wounds on my body, and I don't even have any weapons, and I can't handle it if there are a few more people." Tang Feng waved his hand lightly and said with a chuckle: "So you won this game." ”

"It's just a small injury, I get along with them day and night, and I have long been accustomed to their tricks??! If you really want to say it, when there is such a result, it is actually that I lost. Long Shan said lightly. As a person from the fifth unit, he didn't want to take advantage of Tang Feng at all.

"Hehe, you only count their habits, but you forget their mentality. I'm their boss anyway, and their knives, even if they're made of wood, can't help but pause when they slash at me. They hesitate and hesitate, but when they face you, they don't have so much to consider. So if you really want to talk about it, it's me who takes advantage. Tang Feng chuckled and shook his head.

"Boss, Chief Instructor Long, did we lose?" Dao saw that Tang Feng and Long Shan still meant to be humble to each other, and hurriedly stood up and said with a depressed face. As the old man of the Death Blade, he knew that Tang Feng and Long Shan were not the kind of stingy people, so he was not worried that they would get angry.

Long Shan swept lightly, and saw that the faces of the other blades were also full of shame, and immediately pursed his mouth slightly, the humility between him and Tang Feng was because of the pride of the master himself, since it was a competition, the fairer the better, but if it stimulated the self-esteem of the blades, it would be against his original intention as a chief instructor.

Long Shan knew very well that Daoyi and the others had always been proud of themselves as a member of the Blade, but the current facts and the dispute between him and Tang Feng made their pride look so fragile and vulnerable. Of course, a situation like the current one should be handed over to Tang Feng to deal with, so he kept his mouth shut.

The corners of Tang Feng's mouth curled, and he no longer won or lost and continued to worry about Longshan. With a turn of his eyes, he gently swept over the thirty-two blades who had just entered the battle, and said lightly: "Sixteen people against one, and they lost, it's sad, I can't believe it, it's incredible, isn't it?" ”

Without waiting for the blades to answer, Tang Feng roared fiercely: "It's a man, all fucking stand up for Lao Tzu, don't be there with your head and brains!" ”

This time, not only the thirty-two blades who had just shot, but even Sun Xue, Leopard and the others hurriedly stood up, and although the rest of the blades did not make a move, they also jumped up violently as if they were conditioned, and then looked at Tang Feng blankly. Tang Feng is different from Wang Sheng, when he is with his subordinates, he basically does not swear. However, it is precisely because of this that the effect is more and more obvious.

Tang Feng swept his eyes, didn't pay attention to the people behind him at all, just looked at Dao Yi and said quietly, "Isn't it just a death once?" What's not to understand? I tell you, there is still a chance to die now, but if you continue to be so muddy and insensitive, sooner or later you will die one day without any breath! ”

"The Blade of Death, is a group of people dancing at the hands of the Grim Reaper. If you dare to kill, if you can kill, you must be prepared to be killed. Is it your life? Bullshit! Including me, the lives of all of us are the same, a knife is a hole, a shot is a hole, no one is three heads and six arms, King Kong protects the body, and all poisons are inviolable! ”

The coldness in Tang Feng's eyes became more and more victorious, and the cigarette butt in his mouth was popped out by him as early as the beginning of the fight: "But why did you lose?" Sixteen men fight one, sixteen knives cut one, but how can you lose? Is it because you don't train hard enough? No, Lao Tzu can tell you the answer, no! ~”

"Why aren't you fast enough? Why wasn't the shot hard enough? Why is the shot not accurate enough? It's because you didn't regard me and Chief Instructor Long as your enemies, and because of you, you're afraid of death! ”

Tang Feng's eyes swept lightly, and when he saw that a blade carrying a wooden knife beside the knife seemed to be unconvinced, Tang Feng suddenly became angry, and immediately picked up a wooden knife with one leg, and then picked it up in his hand, and slashed at the little brother fiercely.

Strong wind, murderous aura, the little brother's face changed, and he subconsciously flashed to the side, and then the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning. Tang Feng's wooden knife rested firmly on his throat and stopped at the skin!

The little brother's eyes exploded, and his breath was stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to swallow or spit it out, because he was afraid that as long as he moved, Tang Feng's wooden knife would penetrate his throat. although

However, he also carried a wooden knife in his hand, but it seemed to have become a burden. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and in an instant, it was wet all over his body!

"Sue me, why did you hide just now? What is the wooden knife in your hand for? Is it an embroidery needle, is it beautiful? Tang Feng violently withdrew the wooden knife in his hand, but his body exuded a fierce murderous aura, and he snorted coldly.

"I ......" the little brother was so stunned that he didn't know what to say. What else could he say? At the moment of death, he almost forgot that he still had a wooden knife in his hand.

"What are you?" Tang Feng's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Which hall are you from?" ”

"Report to the boss, I am the Reaper Blade Reserve, and it only belongs to the boss Reaper alone!" The blade shook and said loudly. Five hundred blades were announced on the first day they entered the base, they had left the previous hall, and from that moment on, they belonged only to the blades of the god of death, the boss of the Huaxing Society, the god of death.

Tang Feng's eyes flashed with a subtle look of satisfaction, he glanced at him lightly, and said lightly: "I mean which hall you belonged to before."

Target? ”

"Battle Hall!"

"Be louder!"

"Battle Hall!" The little brother looked up and roared. The blade of the entire Grim Reaper is basically the same as the training course of the special forces, the training plan written by Tang Feng himself, as well as Longshan and Xiaojie, it can be said that Tang Feng is building this blade team completely according to the underworld special forces in his heart.

"A right-handed subordinate? Dequeue! Tang Feng said in a deep voice.

The blade stepped forward directly, Tang Feng glanced at him up and down, and said softly: "Listen, I will slash at you again, if you can't catch it, then I will directly cut your throat, and then send your bones back to my right hand, and I will sue him, you, failed." Do you understand? ”

"Boss...... "The little brother was shocked, what did the boss mean by that?" Is it to kill him? If you die, you will die, and if you close your eyes, you still have to be sent back if you die? More than 500 peers, but now he is going to be the first to be brushed down by the blade of death, how can he go to meet their hall master?

smeared the battle hall and lost face, even if he died, he would not be blind!

It's a pity that Tang Feng didn't give him a chance to defend himself at all, but just said lightly: "Ready, I'm going to start!" ”

After speaking, Tang Feng took two steps back, and then slashed at him again. Compared to just now, this knife is faster, more fierce, and more killing! The little brother's eyes shrank, and his pupils almost became like a needle, and at this moment, he finally believed that the boss did have the intention to kill him. Moreover, he also believes that if he really can't take it, then his life will end in shame.

Unwilling, unbelieving, not angry, all kinds of feelings rushed to his mind for a while, and in just an instant, his eyes were red, and he was covered with a terrifying murderous aura!

"Ah, kill ......" let out a deafening roar like an angry beast, and the wooden knife in his hand slashed at Tang Feng's neck, ignoring the knife that Tang Feng slashed at his throat. As an elite junior brother, especially an elite with good skills, he knew very well that Tang Feng's knife was not something he could block at all.

The only way is to fight and use his life to force Tang Feng to change his moves.

Woo......

The sound of the air being cut at high speed, the wooden knife in his hand slashed towards Tang Feng's neck in an instant, like thunder, with an indomitable determination. The wooden knife in Tang Feng's hand was about to reach his neck, but he still didn't have the slightest breath of changing moves. It's like a resolute swordsman who risked his life to assassinate Tang Feng.

Tang Feng's expression remained unchanged, his body was slightly sideways, and he dodged his wooden knife, but his wooden knife naturally left the target just now. With a cold snort, Tang Feng leaned forward, the wooden knife in his hand was like a lotus flower, and the void and reality devoured his temple.

Seeing that Tang Feng didn't count, he didn't take down one move, and he actually came back with a second knife as if he was annoyed and angry, and he didn't give up on his posture, and he was suddenly full of grievances, and his depression turned into a loud shout: "Kill!" The wooden knife in his hand once again slashed at Tang Feng's neck.

Tang Feng changed his move again and handed it forward, but this time his trick had just been used

Halfway through, the little brother shouted loudly in his mouth: "I'll kill, I'll kill, I'll kill, kill, kill......" The wooden knife that had just slashed Tang Feng's throat turned back and slashed back again, and with a fierce state of not being afraid of death, it slashed at Tang Feng.

In the end, he didn't seem to care about his life and death at all, and went up to Tang Feng's wooden knife, so that the wooden knife in his hand could give Tang Feng a beat!