The First Dragon of All Ages

　　 Wang Xueli was taken aback for a moment, and then, with a trace of contempt, he looked at Bao Yuan and said, "Captain Bao Yuan, this is what he said, he hurt him, you can't blame me!"

　　He is a cultivator, it is strange that you can hurt him...

　　 Baoyuan looked strange.

　　 Long Qingchen said indifferently, "Yes, what I said, if you can hurt me, this instructor will do it for you."

　　 "Wang Xueli is the best among all the combatants of our Special Events Investigation Bureau. He is extremely powerful. What is the background of the instructor at this young age like a high school student, with such a big tone?"

　　 "Since the above is for him to train us, he should be a little capable...Look at it first."

"Although I don't know the origin of this instructor, I still think that Wang Xueli is stronger, because since the year before last, Wang Xueli has not been defeated, and even the captains of the teams are not necessarily his opponents...".. ....

　　 Thousands of combatants began to whisper.

　　 Long Qingchen said, "You can make a move."

　　 Wang Xueli was annoyed, "Why didn't you shoot first?"

　　 Long Qingchen's eyes were flat, "I'll take the shot first, so you won't have the chance to take the shot, are you sure?"

　　 Thousands of combatants are stunned, this instructor is not an ordinary mad...

　　 Wang Xue is not weak, and he roared, "I just want you to do it first!"

"Ok."

　　 Long Qingchen shook his head slightly.

　　嘭!

　　 Suddenly, Wang Xueli's whole body flew out like a windmill, fell dozens of meters away, lay on the ground, spit out a few **** molars, and a fist mark on his face!

　　 Thousands of combatants watched this scene blankly.

"what happened?"

　　 "I didn't see this instructor taking action, why was Wang Xueli suddenly beaten into the air? Who beat him?"...

　　 Wang Xueli raised his head and looked around angrily, "Who attacked me?"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Baoyuan almost laughed. Although he didn't see Long Qingchen's move, he was sure that it was definitely Long Qingchen, because there was only Long Qingchen as a cultivator.

　　 Long Qingchen looked at Wang Xueli indifferently, "I told you a long time ago that if I make a move first, you won't have a chance to make a move, you just don't believe it."

　　 Did he fight?

　　 Thousands of combatants were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at him strangely, as if they were looking at a monster.

　　 "With so many people present, no one saw him make a move. What speed is he?"

　　 "Is he a human or a ghost?"...

Wang Xueli's face turned red to the color of pig liver, and he glared at Long Qingchen, "Impossible! No matter how fast you are, there will always be someone who can see it, how can you not even see it? You must have used some trick! "

　　 "There are so many things you don't know."

Long Qingchen was too lazy to explain to him, and he didn't understand it. The eyesight of ordinary people is very limited. As long as the cultivator reaches the level of Sanxianxian and above, the speed can be used to the extreme, and he can easily achieve the eyesight of ordinary people. Difficult to capture, nothing surprising.

　　 He said lightly, "In order to convince you of losing, I can give you another chance, this time, let you take the first shot."

　　 "Well, I want to see, what tricks do you have!"

　　 Wang Xueli got up and stared at Long Qingchen.

　　嘭! ......

　　 He stepped on the ground and rushed over quickly.

　　Hu!

When 　　 was a few meters away from Long Qingchen, he suddenly smashed with a punch, with a trace of fist wind. For ordinary people, the power of this punch was already top-notch.

　　 "Do you only have this power?"

　　 Long Qingchen slowly raised a palm.

　　嘭! ......

　　 immediately blocked Wang Xueli's fist.

　　 After that, he squeezed his palm and grabbed Wang Xueli's fist.

　　 The cultivator fights with ordinary people, it's actually not interesting, it's too easy...

　　 "Open!"

　　 Wang Xueli frowned, his fists struggling suddenly.

　　 However, he didn't move, as if caught by a tiger.

"it's useless."

　　Long Qingchen's palm pressed slightly.

　　 Click! ......

　　 Wang Xueli's fist burst suddenly, oozing a little blood.

　　 The severe pain made Wang Xueli pale, cold sweat broke out all over, and the whole body bent down, as if bowing to Long Qingchen in a salute.

　　 "Hey, you don't need to be so polite what you do to me."

　　 Long Qingchen looked at Wang Xueli playfully.

More than 3,000 combatants were stunned. This time I can see clearly that this young instructor did not use any "trick", but simply raised his hand and grabbed Wang Xueli's fist, which easily defeated Wang Xueli. , Obviously, the strength gap is too big to cause this result.

　　 Bao Yuan quickly said, "The winner is already divided, there is no need to compare."

Long Qingchen released his hand, released Wang Xueli, and looked at the more than 3,000 combatants, "Am I qualified to be your instructor? If there are still people who are dissatisfied, you can stand up, fight alone, or go together. Row."

　　 More than three thousand combatants looked at each other, and then, one by one raised their heads and stood upright, shouting together, "You are qualified to be our instructor, we are served!"

It was so easy to convince them, Long Qingchen was not surprised. These combatants are probably carefully selected from the army. The most respected is strength. If they are stronger than them, they will naturally be convinced. It's that simple , It's so straightforward.

　　 Wang Xueli's entire arm was trembling, his eyes looked at Long Qingchen with complicated eyes, and he saluted, "Report, I've taken it too, I am willing to accept your training, and request to return to the team."

　　 "Go back to the team."

　　 Long Qingchen waved.

　　 Wang Xueli immediately ran back into the queue, standing straight, "Report instructor!"

　　 Long Qingchen glanced at him, "What else?"

　　 Wang Xueli said, "Although I have served you, I will not give up pursuing Lin Hao. When you train me, I will challenge you until I win you!"

　　 Hearing what he said, the more than 3,000 combatants couldn't help but want to laugh.

　　 Long Qingchen also smiled, "Then you have to work hard, my strength is very strong, you will never be able to beat me in this life."

　　 Wang Xueli gritted his face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ gritted his teeth and said, "I will do my best!"

"That's good."

　　 Long Qingchen beckoned to more than 3,000 combatants, "Let’s start training. My training method is very simple. You can go together and fight with me."

　　 These combatants have no martial arts, and do not have the potential to become cultivators. Long Qingchen can only teach them some fighting skills. The best way is actual combat!

　　 To put it bluntly, it is to let these combatants be beaten... if they are beaten more, they will naturally know a little bit of his fighting skills.

　　 To learn martial arts, first learn to be beaten, this is the truth.

　　 Long Qingchen glanced at Bao Yuan, "You can also join in."

"Ok."

　　 Bao's rounded mouth twitched.

　　 He knows the identity of Long Qingchen as a cultivator, and of course he also knows that no matter how many people there are, he cannot win Long Qingchen...

　　 So, he can vaguely guess Long Qingchen's intentions, Long Qingchen wants them to be beaten...

　　 However, it is difficult for him to refuse, because he also wants to increase his strength through training.

　　 "First team, second team, third team, attack him from the front!"

　　 "Four teams, five teams and six teams, outflank from the left."

　　 "Team Seven Eighty Nine, right."

　　 "Other teams, go back!"...

　　He was solemn and commanded loudly. .

　　 rumbling! ......

　　 Under his command, more than 3,000 combatants were in order, and a team rushed towards Long Qingchen, as if they were fighting a boss.