Power Instructor

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were bursts of rhythmic sounds, and everyone was staring at the scene in front of them dumbfounded. Even Jin Huang'er felt incredible, because even she was not sure to be so casual as Ling Chi.

At this moment, Ling Chi was holding a steel needle in his hand and threw it out one by one. There was a red dot on the head of the wooden figure in front of him. Ling Chi just threw the steel needle at will, and the steel needle could hit accurately. The red dot, when the red dot was pierced with steel needles, he said to everyone: "As long as you practice to my level of accuracy, this first training will be completed, if not to my level , Then keep practicing."

"what?"

A group of people exclaimed, and thirteen first said dumbfounded: "Instructor, you are a bit too strong, right? What level of you are, what level of us are we all know, you use your standards to demand us, this How can it be done?"

"Who said this is my level?"

Ling Chi rolled his eyes, and then threw a steel needle, hitting another wooden man’s red dot, and then threw another one. With a ding sound, the steel needle originally hit on the red dot was blown away. The steel needle thrown behind replaced the original red dot, but this was just the beginning.

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

...

There was another series of crisp noises, just like when Ling Chi was able to hit the red dot with a casual wave, everyone was shocked, and this time it was even more shocking. Every time Ling Chi threw a steel needle, he could turn the original red dot. The steel needles on the top were flying, which means that every steel needle thrown by Ling Chi directly hit the tail of the steel needle on the red dot.

Just a small target smaller than a fly is much harder than hitting a red dot.

More importantly, Ling Chi did this casually. Is this his true strength? This is too scary, right?

After hitting ten steel needles in a row, Ling Chi stopped, and then said to everyone: "See? My requirements for you have been reduced a lot. You are the elites carefully cultivated by Seventeen. If you can't do this. If you are, what kind of elite are you?"

"..."

Everyone was speechless, but these guys who were called elites were arrogant in their hearts. Thirteen first hummed: "What's so great about this? Instructor, you can do it, and we can do it, anyway, every day. That’s all for training. If we don’t work hard, we will use double effort. If we don’t work hard, we will triple. We can always do it."

"Yes, we can definitely do it."

"We will not disappoint General Kim."

"..."

Everyone’s fighting spirit was aroused, and Ling Chi waved his hand and said, “Okay, as long as you have confidence.” With that, Ling Chi said to Thirteen, “Thirteen, you and Seventeen are responsible for building more. Such steel needles can be trained continuously every day."

"Yes, instructor." Thirteen and Seventeen replied together.

Ling Chi nodded in satisfaction. Now even the little girl Jin Huang'er is slowly showing signs of being tamed, and then Ling Chi said: "Of course, hard work alone is not enough for training, and talent is needed, but talent is not. Everyone has something, so skills are needed. I have a set of exercises that can improve everyone's attention. After practicing, you can not only recover your physical strength, but also exercise concentration. Let's learn from me first. ."

At the moment, Ling Chi taught everyone the "Pin-up". This set can only be regarded as an introductory method, but when Ling Chi was in school, he taught students this way, and the results were very good, so now Ling Chi Naturally, I will not be stingy, and I will leave it to them.

After all, these are people with a foundation. It's easier to practice Pull-ups. Everyone quickly mastered them, and then Ling Chi let them practice freely.

Ling Chi asked someone to bring in a coffee table and a futon. He made a pot of tea on the side and read the book lazily while drinking tea, occasionally to see if everyone was lazy in training, that was leisurely and comfortable. The look made those students who practiced hard look at it with hatred.

Most of the books that he read in the early hours were mostly books brought out of the gods' possessions. He glanced at the speed of ten lines until the early morning, and he had read dozens of books.

Then he yawned, stood up, and said: "Well, today everyone's practice is here. Of course, if you want to continue to practice, I don't object, anyway, I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

After speaking, Ling Chi left the elite palace straight away.

After going out, Ling Chi also had to sigh that the people selected by Jin Huanger were more talented, but also more persevering. No, Ling Chi left, but none of them left. , Still staying in the elite hall to practice, and their practice also clearly shows improvement.

This made Ling Chi very pleased.

After yawning again, Ling Chi strode away, but at this moment, there was footsteps behind her, but Jin Huang'er chased it out. She came to Ling Chi and said, "The God of War arranges accommodation for you and your friends. , It should be on the Floating Cloud Hall. This War God Palace is more complicated. I'm afraid you can't find the Floating Cloud Hall. Or I will take you there."

Ling Chi nodded, but did not refuse.

When the two walked side by side, Ling Chi couldn't help but ridiculed: "If no one comes to send me off, you will come out to send me off. You...wouldn't you be reluctant to bear me?"

"Get off." Jin Huang'er stared and responded briefly.

Ling Chi tossed his hair, it looked very chic. After all, after he came to the Profound Realm Continent, he had to get rid of the habit of going to the barber shop every month to cut his hair. Now his hair is long and he can barely tie it up. Now, this handsome move of shaking hair can finally be done.

But Jin Huang'er didn't even look at him at all.

After a long silence, Jin Huang'er said, "Although I have some opinions on you, I have to admit that I really admire you, and I hope you can really train for our God of War. Create an assassin squad with top power, because...we have suffered too many assassins' losses."

"Oh?"

Ling Chi was about to ask how Jin Huang'er had suffered, but Jin Huang'er suddenly tore off his clothes.

"Damn, what are you doing? Are you trying to seduce me? Don't, I'm a gentleman, I won't let you be tempted... Of course, you at least find a place where no one is, this...this..."

Ling Chi was excited, but Jin Huang'er just stripped away his clothes, revealing his collarbone, or more accurately, revealing a wound under the collarbone, a shocking wound.

Jin Huang'er said: "This is the wound left by an assassin who stabbed me off guard when we were fighting in the Black Mountain forest two months ago. The doctor said that if it is half the point, it will be a true fairy. Can't save me, so this is why I will agree to the God of War to form an assassin team this time."

"not good!"

When Jin Huang'er's voice fell, Ling Chi felt the danger approaching. He immediately swooped and threw Jin Huang'er to the ground, but after all, he was still a little slower. He was covered with spikes behind him, and his exquisite armor was nothing , But the **** suffered.

"You, what are you doing?"

Not far away, Xiao Yunqi happened to see this scene. He knew that the two had been attacked, but why did Jin Huang'er take off his clothes? Was it forcibly assaulted by the **** Ling Chi?