This is simply comparable to a real life-and-death struggle, life or death.

It is difficult for people who are trained in this environment not to be strong, because the weak are eliminated or die.

Qin Feng turned his head, glanced at the fluttering national flag, and clenched his fists.

Not surprisingly, many people directly gathered around the edge of the ring where Qin Feng was.

They all looked at Qin Feng defiantly, eager to try one by one.

Among the four people, only Qin Feng looked the thinnest and the least lethal.

Moreover, more importantly, there is only one person in country Z, so there is no need to worry about retaliation after winning.

"Headmaster, I'm afraid that soldier from country Z is not good."

The instructor said worriedly.

"This is the jungle, and the law of the jungle is practiced. I hope he can be smart and admit defeat sooner. ”

The headmaster of Warrior School nodded.

"I'm coming!"

Matsushita Muramasa stepped forward, turned over and jumped, he landed firmly in the ring, and looked at Qin Feng coldly.

"China pig, wait for death."

Looking at the other party's provocative gaze, Qin Feng didn't even say a word.

At this moment, he no longer pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, but wants to kill all sides.

Matsushita Mura gritted his teeth, his face was twisted, he was holding the dagger tightly, his right foot stomped on the ground, and his body was like an arrow off the string, shooting towards Qin Feng.

In front of Qin Feng, his body suddenly rose into the air, changing a direction, and the speed was extremely fast.

The people who came here were all special operations elites from various countries, and none of them were simple goods.

The dagger in Matsushita Muramasa's hand flashed with a cold light, sliding straight towards Qin Feng's neck.

Qin Feng leaned back, and the dagger grazed the tip of his nose.

"You can't escape, China pig."

Matsushita Muramasa had a hideous smile on his face, on the plane, he was attacked by this China pig and lost face, he wanted to kill him and take revenge.

The horizontal dagger suddenly changed direction and stabbed straight towards Qin Feng's chest.

Qin Feng pointed a little with his right foot and turned sideways to avoid it.

But the sound of clothes breaking sounded, which made everyone's hearts startled.

"Die."

Matsushita Muramasa yelled fiercely and stabbed hard.

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth turned up slightly, and a sneer hung up.

But instead of taking half a step back, he stepped forward, and his skin immediately felt the cold tip of the dagger.

Not good. Matsushita Muramasa's face changed.

It's a pity that it's late.

His dagger cut through the skin of Qin Feng's chest, but Qin Feng's right hand reached out in an instant, also grabbing his neck.

Pulling hard, Matsushita Mushimasa's body staggered.

Qin Feng leaned sideways slightly, clamped Matsushita Mushimasa's neck with his arm, and then twisted it hard.

Click!

The dagger that Matsushita Muramasa was clenching in his hand fell, his eyes were round, and he didn't bat at himself.

Qin Feng let go, and Matsushita Mushimasa's body fell to the ring with a bang.

The whole scene was quiet, no one thought that Qin Feng would be so ruthless, and he would exchange injuries for his life at the beginning, which was too unexpected for everyone.

"Ruthless enough."

One of the instructors was also a little shocked.

"It seems that this training session will be very interesting. Those guys all took that Z soldier as prey, as a wild boar that could be easily hunted. However, they forgot that in the jungle, the most powerful thing is not a tiger or a black bear, but a lonely and lonely wild boar. ”

The headmaster nodded.

"Muramasa, Muramasa."

Several little devils with hideous faces gathered around the body of Matsushita Muramasa who was carried down. Several people looked at Qin Feng with murderous eyes.

Qin Feng stood proudly on the stage and glanced at those guys with a sneer.

Raised his hand, touched the blood on his chest, put it in his mouth and sipped it, and then hooked his finger at the person below.

On the sidelines, a female military doctor even raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes full of fiery light.

This soldier of country Z was too manly and imposing, and she felt her heart start beating rapidly.

"Z people, don't be arrogant, watch me clean you up."

A black-covered Ah Sanren walked up, he was a master of Ah San's black cat special forces, and he was very confident.

Qin Feng didn't speak, just stared at him, these Ah San are not a good thing.

In the previous Seven Nations Joint Competition, he met all privates.

So, this time he wants to see what the first-class soldier is capable of.

"Kill."

The guy roared, rushed over, held the dagger, and stabbed straight at Qin Feng's face.

Qin Feng raised his hand and grabbed the stabbing dagger with one hand, and blood immediately flowed.

What that Ah Sanren was shocked, this guy not only didn't retreat, but actually grabbed his dagger with his hand.

Then a huge force came from the dagger, and his body rushed towards Qin Feng.

"You!"

The guy's body shuddered, blood began to bubble up from his mouth and nose, and his pupils dilated.

Qin Feng withdrew the claw dagger he was holding in his left hand, then released his right hand and pushed it gently.

The guy fell to the ground, a bloody hole in his chest was still bleeding out, and he convulsed a few times, and he was completely motionless.

Many people gasped and stared at Qin Feng on the stage in disbelief as he tore off a wisp of military uniform to wrap the wound on his right hand.

In less than a minute, without saying a word, he killed another one too ruthlessly.

Qin Feng didn't care so much, there were too many people below who were hostile to him.

If he rubs against these guys, even if he is beaten with iron, he will be worn to death by the wheel war.

He can only tell those people in the simplest and most direct way that he is not easy to mess with, and he is not a soft persimmon that can be kneaded at will.

"A bunch of cowards, that scares you"

A disdainful sneer sounded, and a tall black man walked over from the crowd, looking at Qin Feng with contempt on his face.

"Let me break your neck."

He is a special warfare master in the United States.

He rolled over into the ring, stretched out his hand, and with a bang, removed his military uniform, revealing his body full of angular explosive muscles.

His tongue licked his mouth, and his face was full of fiery expression.

"I once went on a mission as a mercenary in the jungles of Southeast Asia, and I once personally twisted the neck of a special forces soldier of country Z, and with a click, that sound, tsk, is simply so beautiful."

He sneered, his deliberately provocative words in an attempt to provoke Qin Feng.

"Well, this time, you're going to die here!"

He succeeded in provoking Qin Feng.

A trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, this was the fighting spirit of a soldier.

"Today, I'll break your neck too!"

He rushed over, like a bull with a raging head, and his momentum was terrifying.

The ring seemed to tremble slightly with each fall of his footsteps.

A heavy punch swung through, with a thousand force, bringing a screaming wind.

Many special forces have changed their faces, can they stop this powerful force?

Qin Feng sneered, and the claw dagger he held in his right hand swung violently.

"Hmph, skinny country Z monkey, I expected you to do this."

The guy sneered, his right fist was slammed back, and his left hand, which had not moved, was raised violently.

Drawing an arc, he blocked towards Qin Feng's dagger.

At the same time, his retracted right fist popped out again.