Chapter 845 You are not qualified to challenge me!
The East China Sea is one of the three major marginal seas in China, starting from the Yangtze River port in the north to the line of Jeju Island in Korea, and adjacent to Japan in the northeast.
About 60% of China's coastal islands are distributed in the East China Sea, Zhoushan Islands, Penghu Islands, etc.
In addition, there are many uninhabited islands in the East China Sea. They are deserted and surrounded by the sea. The islands are full of virgin forests and ferocious beasts. They have no development value and are very dangerous.
On such an uninhabited island, communication equipment will also fail. For humans in modern society, it is like arriving in a primitive society.
This time the Eastern Divine Sword assessment is located on an uninhabited island.
Every summer, algae multiply and gather in large numbers, dyeing the sea water red, and a large area of red tide appears near the island, so nearby fishermen call it "Red Island".
On a piece of flat land east of Chidao, a dozen people were standing proudly, as if waiting for something.
The sea breeze roared, making the dark green military uniforms rustle, but their bodies remained as straight as javelins, without wavering in the slightest.
On the left chest of the military uniform, there is a special sword-shaped logo. In the center of the sword hilt is a shining five-pointed gold star, which is dazzling and symbolizes supreme glory.
These dozen or so people are all members of the Eastern Divine Sword and are also the instructors for this assessment.
Suddenly, one of them said: "I heard that the chief instructor for this assessment was personally invited by the leader of the Po Army!"
"Hmph! I don't know where it comes from! But in our Eastern Divine Sword, we don't specialize, we only focus on strength! If that guy's virtue is not matched and he is just a useless embroidered pillow, I, Leng Feng, will be the first to refuse!
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The speaker was a young man with a stubby hair, dark skin, sharp eyes, and a strong aura between his brows.
At this moment, he was playing with a sharp dagger in his right hand.
But his gameplay is really astonishing.
Instead of holding the handle of the knife, he held the edge of the blade between his fingers, rolled his fingers, and the dagger shuttled between his fingers like a butterfly piercing a flower. The cold light flashed, and the sound of piercing the air was heard endlessly. If he was not careful, he would be killed.
Cut off fingers.
However, the young man codenamed "Leng Feng" had an understatement on his face, as if he were treating the iron-cut dagger as a toy, from which we can infer his terrifying strength.
At this time, someone else said next to him: "Hey... In my opinion, why is it necessary to temporarily parachute a chief instructor? With Brother Feng's strength, he is the most suitable candidate!"
"Yes! Brother Feng's achievements and contributions over the years are obvious to all!"
"Last year in the Siberian ice field, Brother Feng single-handedly killed an entire enemy mercenary group! If his heroic deeds were made into a movie, it would become a hit across the country in minutes!"
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Upon hearing these compliments, Leng Feng remained calm on the surface, but the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.
Although he is only twenty-eight years old this year, he has already served in the Eastern Divine Sword for ten years. He has made great contributions to the Eastern and Western Swords, and can be regarded as a veteran-level figure.
Among the younger generation, apart from Night Owl, he stands out, leaving other peers behind.
Not long ago, Ye Xiao betrayed the Eastern Divine Sword and died tragically in Jinling.
After Ye Xiao's death, Leng Feng's status invisibly rose to a higher level.
In the eyes of many team members, he is the best candidate to be the next leader. It is natural that he should be the chief instructor for this assessment.
Unexpectedly, a few hours ago, everyone suddenly received an urgent notice saying that Chief Xiang Pojun specially invited a chief instructor to take charge of the overall situation.
Moreover, there is no information or intelligence about this "airborne" chief instructor, it is like a fog.
Because of this, Leng Feng felt that his position had been taken away. Although he had not yet met the mysterious chief instructor, his dissatisfaction was already palpable.
At this moment, in the distant sky, a military plane suddenly broke through the clouds and headed towards Chidao.
"Boom!"
The roar of the plane's engine was deafening.
A few minutes later, the plane successfully landed in this open space, and a row of ramps was lowered from the hatch.
More than ten people in the field turned around, eyes wide, waiting for the chief instructor to appear.
The next moment, Ye Fan walked out of the cabin first, and Pei Wu was one step behind, following closely behind.
However, when they saw Ye Fan's appearance clearly, the members of the Eastern Divine Sword frowned and had confused expressions on their faces.
On the one hand, Ye Fan is too young, at least eighteen or nineteen years old, and he doesn't have the aura of a strong man. At first glance, he looks like an ordinary college student.
On the other hand, he was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with his hands in his pockets, strolling around, as if he was here for an outing.
It is really unusual for such a young man to suddenly appear on this uninhabited island.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue became a little strange. Everyone was unsure of Ye Fan's identity and did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, a loud shout broke the silence:
"Brother Fan!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a big man in the crowd rushed out quickly.
Ye Fan looked at him, smiled slightly, and said hello: "Cannon, long time no see, has your injury healed?"
"Brother Fan, thanks to you, I have recovered a long time ago. I can go up the mountain and hunt tigers!" As he said this, Cannon patted his chest with his fist and made a thumping sound.
In terms of age, Can Pao was much older than Ye Fan, but when performing his mission in Jinling, if it were not for Ye Fan, Can Cano would have died a long time ago, and the Buddha's top bone relic would have fallen into the hands of the Japanese.
Publicly and privately, Artillery had great respect for Ye Fan. Now that they were reunited after a long absence, they were even more excited.
At this moment, Leng Feng, who was not far away, suddenly took a step forward, looked at Ye Fan with an unkind expression, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and said aggressively:
"Boy, I don't care which aristocratic family you come from. If you have the mentality of coming here to get gold, you are wrong! This is a sacred battlefield for soldiers, not a place for you to have an outing, and we can't be your nanny!"
Leng Feng obviously misunderstood Ye Fan's identity and thought he was a playboy from some family.
Then, without waiting for Ye Fan to explain, Leng Feng turned to look at Pei Wu and said, "No. 5, where is the chief instructor, why didn't he come with you?"
"The chief instructor is already here!" Pei Wu said coldly.
"Where is it? Why didn't I see it?" Leng Feng said, looking up into the cabin.
"Far away in the horizon, close in front of you!" Pei Wu stretched out her hand and pointed at Ye Fan.
"What?!"
Seeing this action, Leng Feng couldn't help but let out an exclamation, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and his mouth opened wide enough to swallow his own fist.
Not only Leng Feng, but also the dozen or so Dongfang Shenjian team members at the rear were also shocked. Their faces looked like they had seen a ghost, and their hearts were filled with huge waves. They were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.
In their opinion, the person who can be personally invited by the leader of Xiang Pojun will definitely not be an ordinary person, but most likely a certain martial arts giant or the god of war in the army.
But now, Pei Wu said that Ye Fan was the chief instructor of this assessment.
Are you kidding?!
How can they, who are so arrogant and arrogant, accept a child with no hair on his head as their immediate boss?
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For a moment, the venue was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
It took more than half a minute for Leng Feng to recover from the shock.
His face became extremely gloomy. He looked at Pei Wu and said angrily: "No. 5, are you looking for fun at our expense? This is not child's play!"
"Humph!" Pei Wu snorted coldly and scolded: "If you are not the chief instructor appointed by the commander-in-chief, how could you come to Chidao on a military plane? Leng Feng, don't lose your temper at me. If you have any dissatisfaction, just go directly
Ask the chief!"
"you!!!"
Being choked like this, Leng Feng turned blue with anger and was choked to the point of speechlessness.
The hierarchy in the army is strict and no one can overstep his authority. Even if he was brave enough, he would not dare to go to Xiang Pojun to question him face to face.
However, he would never allow a little kid to climb on top of him and dominate him.
The next moment, Leng Feng looked at Ye Fan from a distance, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said with a smile:
"Boy, since the chief has chosen you to be the chief instructor, you must have some skills! I am not talented. Before joining the Eastern Excalibur, I was a fighting champion in the army competition. I just want to take this opportunity to ask you for advice.
two!"
As he spoke, Leng Feng held the dagger tightly in his hand and assumed an attack stance, tense up and ready to attack.
Ye Fan glanced at him casually and asked, "You want to challenge me?"
"Of course!" Leng Feng nodded and said sternly: "If you can beat me, I will naturally be convinced! But if you lose, you are not worthy of being the chief instructor!"
His tone was full of provocation.
Ye Fan shook his head, his expression was as usual, not angry, and he said calmly: