The first dragon of all time

Yu Yifei glanced at Long Qingchen coldly, "Teacher Gufeng, be careful, he has some brute strength."

"If I can't handle brute force, then I don't need to be your mentor."

Gu Feng didn't take it seriously and waved to Long Qingchen nonchalantly, "Let's take action."

Su Qian'er opened her small mouth, but hesitated to speak, as if she wanted to remind Master Gu Feng, but in the end, she said nothing.

boom! ...

Long Qingchen no longer hesitated, nine-color spiritual power rose from his fist, and he punched it out, punching through the air!

Gu Feng's expression changed slightly and he quickly blocked with his arms.

Bang! ...

The fists and arms collided, like a wild bull hitting a stone wall. There was a dull and loud sound, and the entire small martial arts field shook!

Bang! Bang! Bang! ...

Gu Feng looked like he was drunk, his face was flushed, he staggered back, leaving deep footprints with every step, and he fell back seven steps in a row before he was able to resolve the shock force!

"What power is this?"

"Why does his spiritual power have nine colors?"

"He is only at the fourth level of the Martial Arts Realm. He has very little nine-color spiritual power, and most of it is the power of the physical body."

"Teacher Gu Feng has reached the fourth level of the Mad Martial Realm, but he was knocked back by his punch. His physical strength is too terrifying, isn't it?"...

The disciples' scalps were numb and they looked at Long Qingchen in horror, as if they were looking at a humanoid savage beast.

Gu Feng wiped away a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Long Qingchen with strange eyes, "You are born with divine power and your physical power is very strong. I won't say more... I will mainly talk about your spiritual power. , this kind of nine-color spiritual power, although very small, is extremely pure. Every strand can exert extremely strong power. It is very good. However, your cultivation level is too low. This is your only shortcoming. Try to improve your cultivation level. .”

"Thank you, instructor, for your guidance."

Long Qingchen also knew very well that now, his main goal was to steadily improve his spiritual power.

"With a third-level Huangpin martial art, how easy is it to improve your cultivation?"

Yu Yifei sneered and directly exposed Long Qingchen's "truth".

"Does he only have the martial arts of the third level of Huangpin?"

"The minimum standard for recruiting disciples at Lingwu Academy is a martial arts lineage of Xuan level or above. How did he enter Lingwu Academy?"

"His martial arts are too low, and he is destined to have little success in the future, so he will rely on his physical brute force. When our cultivation becomes stronger, his brute force will be useless."...

The disciples were in an uproar, but the eyes they looked at Long Qingchen became friendlier, which seemed to help them find balance in their hearts.

Long Qingchen looked indifferent, unable to explain clearly and too lazy to explain.

Gu Feng announced, "Next, you will fight in pairs and disband."

Yu Yifei smiled gently and invited Su Qian'er, "Junior sister Qian'er, shall we come together?"

"Junior Sister Qian'er, choose me, I will be very gentle."

"Junior Sister Qian'er, I will be your punching bag and I will never fight back. Come on, abuse me as much as you like!"...

Not to be outdone, the male disciples gathered around and looked at Su Qian'er expectantly, like a group of hungry wolves with green eyes walking on the wasteland when they suddenly discovered a little sheep, not even a single hair of which was enough.

The female disciples looked at this scene angrily, obviously not happy.

Su Qian'er's face was red with embarrassment, her little hands were holding the corners of her clothes, and she was at a loss. She looked at Long Qingchen beside her for help.

"She already has someone, you can find someone else."

Long Qingchen put his arms around Su Qian'er's slender shoulders and walked towards the corner of the small martial arts field, "Let's go and fight over there."

"Yes." This intimate gesture made Su Qian'er's face turn red, but she did not refuse and walked to the corner with him.

"Junior sister Qian'er, my heart hurts so much, it hurts so much that I can't breathe."

"Junior sister Qian'er, if I were a fish, you would be the water. How can I survive without the water?"...

The male disciples cried like ghosts and howled like wolves, so they had no choice but to find other female disciples.

However, the female disciples were a little angry and ignored them at all.

The male disciples were completely miserable, and they could only fight between two grown men.

Yu Yifei looked at Long Qingchen's back with a gloomy face, a cold murderous intention flashing in his eyes.

A few female disciples approached him to fight, but he rejected them.

"No one fights you?"

Seeing him alone, Gu Feng walked over kindly and said, "That's right. Of the sixty-three disciples, there will always be one left alone. I will accompany you to fight."

Yu Yifei's mouth twitched, but he didn't dare to refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and fight Gu Feng.

boom! ...

Gu Feng was very strict and showed no mercy in his attacks. Within five moves, Yu Yifei was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground, covered with dust, and was in a miserable state.

"Come again." Gu Feng waved to him.

Yu Yifei got up with a grimace.

boom! ...

Within ten moves, he was knocked away again!

"Not bad, there is progress, come on."

Gu Feng waved.

Yu Yifei trembled all over and got up with difficulty, his face full of sorrow and solemnity, as if he was on the execution ground.

boom! boom! boom! ...

Less than half an hour into the battle, Yu Yifei was knocked back dozens of times and could no longer get up. He lay flat on the ground, soaked with sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Gu Feng took out a bottle of stinky medicinal wine, walked over, helped him up, took off his shirt, poured the medicinal wine on his palms, and rubbed his muscles, "After the battle, find Shuyuanwww.zhaoshuyuan .ｃcom No matter how tired you are, don’t lie down. You should apply some medicinal wine to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.”

Being rubbed by a pair of calloused palms, Yu Yifei had goosebumps all over his body and felt like crying without tears...

The male disciples all glanced at Yu Yifei with pity. Their eyes became very friendly, as if they had found their brothers who had been separated for more than three hundred years. Obviously, they had the same experience...

In the corner, the battle between Long Qingchen and Su Qian'er is very eye-catching, like a pair of golden boys and girls, just like in "The Swordsman", Linghu Chong is fighting against his junior sister Yue Lingshan, with half fighting intent and half flirting.

Su Qian'er's face turned red with embarrassment, "Senior Brother Chen, try harder, I can catch it."

"Okay." Long Qingchen increased his strength.

Bang!

However, Su Qian'er couldn't catch it at all and was knocked away, screaming in surprise.

Long Qingchen chased after her, jumped up, hugged her waist, spun and landed on the ground, just like the hero and heroine in a TV series, starting slow motion.

Yu Yifei took a look, his face was livid, and his chest heaved violently with anger.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Feng looked at him with concern, "Is it injured somewhere?"

Yu Yifei said in a low voice, "It's okay, just a little chest tightness."

"I'll help you activate your blood circulation and remove blood stasis."

Gu Feng picked up the medicinal wine and poured some directly on his chest. Then, he stretched out his calloused palms and rubbed his chest vigorously.

Yu Yifei's body trembled, he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and was massaged by a middle-aged man. He was not used to it at first, but now he found that it seemed to be pretty good...

(PS: Thanks to many book friends for their tips. There are so many people that it’s difficult to read the names one by one. Thank you very much for your support.)