More surprisingly, Liu Feng said in a rather disdainful tone. "Are you kidding? I'm not your drillmaster."

"Officer, have you forgotten? It was five years ago at the officer training camp of Capital Military College."

Fan Wei said with a joyful dance, "I was a trainee of the 15th officer training camp, and you were our drillmaster that time!"

"Oh!"

Liu Feng muttered, followed by an embarra.s.sed smile. "Well, I have been drillmaster for the officer training camp of Capital Military College for three times. It's too hard for me to remember so many people. Fan Wei my buddy, I guess you weren't a distinguished one in the training camp. How come I have no impression on you?

"Oh!"

What Liu Feng said made Fan Wei's face blush with shame.

w.a.n.g Jieming and another deputy regimental officer looked up at the sky at the same time. This was the first time they had heard someone say their leader was not good enough.

The nine soldiers in camouflage were also stupefied, and they all laughed with their mouths covered. Fan Wei was not particularly outstanding from their viewpoint either.

However, Fan Wei wasn't bothered. After adjusting his emotions, he patted himself on the chest and said, "Think carefully, drillmaster. By the way, in the officer training camp, my code name was Mantis Shrimp!"

"Puff ha ha!"

After hearing the code name Fan Wei used to have, the nine soldiers in camouflage, who were able to laugh with their mouths covered moments ago, all burst out laughing. They really couldn't help it!

Liu Feng laughed as well, and he found the artillery regimental commander more and more familiar.

"I remember. I did work as a drillmaster to you. Although you weren't outstanding enough that time, you worked hard enough. Now you deserve being a regimental commander," said Liu Feng.

"Ha ha!"

After hearing what Liu Feng said, Fan Wei smiled happily. "Great, you finally remembered me, drillmaster. I have admired no one except you since the end of that officer training camp. But I haven't seen you for so many years since then."

Fan Wei started recalling the past without a break as if he had forgotten what to do that day.

Yang s.h.i.+wen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was also shocked. She turned to Liu Feng and asked cautiously, "Liu Feng, were you a drillmaster in Capital Military College five years ago?"

"Yes!"

Liu Feng nodded and said, "I was, and more than once."

"Oh my goodness!" Yang s.h.i.+wen continued to ask, "How old are you this year? How old were you five years ago?"

Liu Feng answered, "I am 23 this year and 18 five years ago!"

"18!" Yang s.h.i.+wen looked at Liu Feng with admiration for the first time and even muttered to herself, "Working as a drillmaster in the officer training camp of Capital Military College at the age of 18, my G.o.d! This is really something, better than me! "

Meanwhile, Fan Wei also finished recalling his memory. He bowed solemnly this time and said, "Please get out of the car, drillmaster. I'll tell you what happened today."

"Alright!"

Liu Feng finally got out of the car and straightened his back. "Go ahead. Why did you gather such a group of king soldiers of the secret training department?"

"Drillmaster, I don't know what departments these king soldiers of the secret training department belong to. What I know is that they said they were unconvinced of you being their drillmaster, and they wanted to challenge you," said Fan Wei, turning around and pointing at the nine soldiers in camouflage at the back.

"Nine, no, ten!" Liu Feng's eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

At the moment, the guy who stopped Liu Feng outside the troop compound gate also ran back. There were effectively ten people as they stood in line.

After Fan Wei claimed their intention, the ten people stopped laughing and stood upright like ten drawn swords with unstoppable momentum.

"Liu Feng, what do you have in mind seeing the ten of us?"

"If you know who we really are, you should go back where you came from. You are unqualified to be our drillmaster."

"That's right. Don't you tell us how good you are. Each of us has the ability to fight ten Commandos."

The ten soldiers, looking no more than 25 years old, the youngest even no more than 20, were all so very conceited.

"Hum!"

Fan Wei snorted coldly and stood directly beside Liu Feng. He pointed at the ten soldiers and yelled, "You motherf.u.c.kers from the secret training department think you are so undefeatable? Believe it or not, I'm going to call the whole regiment of soldiers out now and beat you up."

"Commander Fan, there's no need to threaten us. We don't buy it."

"Commander, if you are dissatisfied with us, tell the headquarters!"

"Yeah, the person who brought us here is exactly from the headquarters!"

The ten soldiers in camouflage showed no fear at all to the regimental officer's threat, and even a few of them pointed at the top of their heads with a teasing look on their faces.

At the thought of people from the headquarters, Pan Wei, commander of the regiment, showed no more temper in an instant. Obviously, there were some big figures in the regimental headquarters.

On the top floor of the regimental headquarter building, two gray-haired old men were standing by the window.

Although they were quite old, their eyes were full of brilliance that they would never give up.

"These ten guys are still so conceited. I don't know if Liu Feng can become an iron plate today and make them kick their legs to pins and needles."

"I'm worried that the ten boys would become the iron plate that Liu Feng can't handle. In fact, this boy's ident.i.ty has been in a quite embarra.s.sing status since he came back after disappearing for more than four years..."

As the two old men were chatting, Liu Feng, who was under the regimental headquarters, also spoke up.

"A total of ten people, corresponding to the ten Chinese traditional famous swords. Are you the new generation of Heavenly Sword?"

After Liu Feng asked this question, the ten soldiers in camouflage quieted down and looked at Liu Feng one by one with hostility, confusion or extreme complication.

Liu Feng continued, "Are you qualified to be the sixth generation of Heavenly Sword? It's fine that the new generation is no better than the old one. But the new one should not be worse than the old one, right?"

"What did you say? Don't be so arrogant, kiddo."

"Liu Feng, don't think so highly of yourself just because you defeated Lao Ba outside the troop compound. You are not qualified to look down on us."

"Believe it or not, with your saying so, we will probably turn you into a disabled person in a minute."

These ten guys were so stimulated that they even displayed a fighting posture.

At the same time, Yang s.h.i.+wen's tiny head leaned out of the car window. She gave the middle finger to the ten soldiers. "Hey! How dare you ten losers challenge Liu Feng? Fight him if you are unconvinced. I promise Liu Feng won't kill you. "

"d.a.m.n it!"

Liu Feng didn't expect Yang s.h.i.+wen to do this. Wasn't this provocation just in time?

As expected, the ten soldiers broke out completely.

"Liu Feng, prove it with your fist."

"Lao Ba couldn't defeat you because he is the weakest among us. You can compete with me if you got b.a.l.l.s."

"Yes, the weakest among us means nothing. Come on, let me give you some practice."

Among the ten soldiers, three suddenly stood up to fight Liu Feng.

The guy beaten off by Liu Feng's fist was even angrier at this moment. He roared loudly, "f.u.c.k off! Who do you think is the weakest? d.a.m.n it! I'm no weaker than you."

"Ha ha!"

After making a successful irritation, Yang s.h.i.+wen shrank back into the car with a big laugh. Her beautiful face was full of complacence.

Fan Wei could no longer endure the scene. He was going to stand up for Liu Feng, but the latter pushed him back behind.

"You three go together!"

Liu Feng pointed at three soldiers who stood up and said straightforward, "Although I'm not here to be your drillmaster, I really can't bear facing such terrible soldiers as you are. As a veteran, I ought to teach you a lesson."

"Get out of my way, I'll fight alone." A soldier, similar in stature and age with Liu Feng, pushed his two companions behind and strode towards Liu Feng.

Liu Feng also stepped forward. When the distance between them was only one and a half meters, they stopped simultaneously.

"I am Seven-star Longyuan Sword, one of the six generations of Heavenly Sword. Today I'm going to let you know what price it will cost to insult the Heavenly Sword." The soldier suddenly blew out a punch towards Liu Feng's chest while speaking.

A cold glare flashed in Liu Feng's eyes. The moment he leaned sideways, his left hand turned into a hand knife and slashed at the rival's neck along the arm, "You are far from qualified to be called the Longyuan Sword. Don't insult Longyuan! "

Liu Feng's code name in the Heavenly Sword used to be the Longyuan Sword, so he was now very resistant to the new generation of Longyuan Sword.

However, the strength of the new Longyuan was not weak. He dodged Liu Feng's attack with quick short steps transversely moved, but Liu Feng's knife almost cut the rival's subtle neck hair.

At this moment, the nine onlooking soldiers behind them widened their eyes at the same time.

The two men fought for only one round, and Liu Feng almost beat the new Longyuan Sword!

"You got something, but this is not enough."

The new Longyuan's face got downcast. He stepped forward with a combination of straight, hooked and swinging punches blasted out, and eight punches were thrown in one second.

The world record for the fastest punch was Mr. Bruce Lee's nine punches per second. It could prove how crazy his strength was that the new Longyuan Sword could throw a combination of eight punches per second in actual combat.

Although the new Longyuan Sword was so powerful, Liu Feng still handled it with great ease. His feet were light and elegant, and his body was easily detached from the fist shadow. When his opponent threw the eighth punch with his final strength, Liu Feng twisted his waist, lifted his hip and knee, and his calf drew an upward high arc like a whip and slammed the new Longyuan Sword in the side of his face.

Bang!

When there was no way to hide, the new Longyuan Sword quickly raised his arms to block.

Liu Feng's shank was drawn on his opponent's arms, shaking the opponent's body to retreat leaning back.

"Wow!"

Meanwhile, the other nine soldiers in camouflage made a loud cry at the same time.

Although these ten people weren't convinced by each other at ordinary times, they all knew that the others had good skills, and there was no absolute certainty to win. But now, the Longyuan Sword who majored in fighting among the ten members was suppressed by Liu Feng within less than two and a half seconds. Did the power gap seem a little big?

This was not over yet. Liu Feng stepped forward to follow up, twisting his waist, lifting his hips, lifting his knees and raising his leg above his head to give a kick once again.

Bang!

Helplessly, the new Longyuan Sword raised his arms again to block.

This time, the impact on the new Longyuan Sword was so strong that his feet were almost off the ground and his body floated backward.

However, this guy's reaction was also extremely fast. He simply made a backward somersault in the air. When he turned his head down and feet up, his right hand touched his back.

Meanwhile, Liu Feng also continued to stride closer. When the distance between the two reached the attack range of the high whipping leg again, the new Longyuan's right hand suddenly slid from the back of the waist. Then a gleaming knife light wiped up towards Liu Feng's throat.