Chapter 152

Chen fan to the base for half a month, in addition to a leap down in the air, it did not move.

At ordinary times, they either hide in the room and don't know what to do, or play slow Taijiquan in the morning. In fact, everyone is confused about his real level, and they don't know the depth of Chen fan.

Even Huo Donglai, Gu drillmaster and others are all eyes.

Several coaches privately speculated that Chen Fan might be a master of Huajing, or even a higher level figure. But no one dares to judge how strong chen fan is before he sees the real shot.

"Good."

Chen Fan walked slowly into the entrance, looked around and said, "who will try?"

Who dares to challenge this strong man who falls from a height of 100 meters without injury? Even tanks are afraid.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, there was a crowd out.

"Captain!"

Everyone was shocked to see the man.

It was Yue Jianqiu, the leader of Canglong team.

He has been quiet for half a month. He is not as well known as tanks, Lao Dao and others. Even rookie Chu Ming Hui has made great progress and gained fame. So people have ignored him recently. But I didn't expect him to come out at this time.

"Yes, you are very good!"

Chen Fan looked up and down at Yue Jianqiu, and even xuanxianzun's experience to the North showed a look of surprise.

In his mind, the blood in Yue Jianqiu's body is running like the Yangtze River. If he gets closer, he can even hear the sound of water. And every muscle, every bone is several times stronger than ordinary people, containing a huge explosive force.

"I didn't expect that in this period of black dragon, you have the highest talent and the strongest will, and you have already cultivated to such a state."

Chen Fan caresses and praises.

Cang Long's body forging skill, which has reached the peak of cultivation, is comparable to the martial arts with little internal strength.

Tanks are gifted, powerful, and unexpected to hurt Hodgson. Under normal circumstances, he may not be Huo Donglai's enemy.

Yue Jianqiu's physical talent is average, and he doesn't have internal strength. However, he only took half a month to reach the limit of his body refining skill, which is comparable to his internal strength. It's amazing.

"Please give me your advice!"

Yue Jianqiu was calm and determined.

"Very good!"

Chen Fan in him, as if to see his own shadow. "You can do it. If you can make me step back, you will win."

As soon as his voice fell, Yue Jianqiu was like a sleeping beast. He woke up and rushed to the sky.

...

at this time, several people are stepping into the school field.

At that time, although an old man was 70 or 80 years old, his whole body was thin and weak, his skin was dry, and black and purple veins appeared, just like a flat dragon tree. But his eyes are shining, and he seems to be stronger than the young people.

Behind him were two middle-aged men and a couple.

The man is tall and full of masculinity. The woman is pretty and lovely, wearing a red shirt and a ponytail.

"Master, why are you here?"

Seeing the visitor, Huo Donglai was surprised and quickly welcomed him.

Several other instructors were surprised when they saw the old man. They came forward and said, "old instructor, you're here. Why don't you let us go out to meet you?"

"The old man has retired. There is only one common man. Don't be so polite."

Although the thin old man is small, his voice is very loud.

"Uncle Donglai!"

The young men and women behind the old man saluted.

"Baisheng, Xiaoman."

Huo Donglai nodded with satisfaction.

The two men and women, Gao Baisheng and Guo Xiaoman, are both the rising stars of Baji. Now they have entered Neijin Xiaocheng at a young age. Gao Baisheng is only half a step away from Neijin Dacheng. In the future, the eight poles and one pulse are supported by them.

"Uncle Donglai, where's the drillmaster Chen? Why didn't you see it? "

After Guo Xiaoman finished the ceremony, he kept asking around, hoping to see Chen beixuan, who was passed on inside the door.

"That's the young man in the field."

As Huo Donglai said, everyone turned to look. But at this sight, a few people who followed the old man could not help frowning slightly.

In the school yard, chen fan and Yue Jianqiu have started. Although Yue Jianqiu's perseverance is amazing, there is a big gap between him and Chen fan. Chen fan can easily beat him to death with even one hand.

However, in order to test his depth, chen fan simply pressed his strength to the level of inner strength, and also fought with Canglong boxing. Two people beat you to come and I go, can't get along with each other.

"This is Chen beixuan, chief instructor of Chen?"

Guo Xiaoman can't believe it.

In the field these two people, also with her in Bozhong between. Compared with the elder martial brother, it's far worse, not to mention compared with the senior uncles, even the senior uncles.

A trace of contempt flashed in Gao Baisheng's eyes."Cough, chief drillmaster, I guess he is trying his hand."

Huo Donglai gave an embarrassed smile.

In fact, he has never seen chen fan move, but he was shocked by the volley, which made him put Chen Fan in a very high position in his heart.

"The young man did have a spare hand." The old man frowned. "However, the strength and speed of his evasion are nothing more than great strength. From the East, such a person is not qualified for the eight pole earthquake scene for me. "

"Old instructor!"

Several other fighting instructors wanted to retort, but it was not easy to speak.

This old man used to be the combat instructor of the special forces of Canglong's predecessor. He is a person who carries the tripod of eight poles. It is said that his martial arts has reached the peak of internal strength and is only half a step away from the turning point. If it wasn't for being too old, exhausted and unable to do anything at will, Baji would not have been bullied.

"Master Bo has said that. Donglai, you are wrong this time." A middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

Huo Donglai's face was red and his fists were clenched.

"Master, listen to me. Chief instructor Chen's strength is definitely more than that. I saw him jump down from a height of more than 100 meters and smash the concrete floor out of a big hole... "

" martial uncle Donglai, are you kidding. How can ordinary people jump from 100 meters without dying? " Guo xiaomanjiao hummed.

Gao Baisheng also shook his head.

Another middle-aged man snorted coldly: "when I came from the East, I didn't have such ability even when my younger martial uncle was still there. Can this young man be stronger than my younger martial uncle? "

Huo Dong has lost his voice.

Little martial uncle is a unique talent in the eight extremes. At the age of only 40, he has practiced in Huajing, and has been fighting for half of China. He is known as "little martial god". It's a pity that he disappeared suddenly later. He didn't see life and death for more than ten years, and the eight pole pulse declined.

At this time, the field is finally divided.

"Chief instructor, I lost."

Yue Jianqiu steps back and looks at the dust on his chest. He is depressed.

"It's extraordinary that you can only practice for half a month. It's not impossible to break the shackles of Canglong forging in the future."

Chen Fan pointed out.

Although the Canglong body forging technique can achieve little success in internal strength at most, if you have great willpower and talent and keep practicing, you may not be able to get rid of this technique and step into a real transcendental realm.

Many members of Canglong nodded excitedly.

But at this time, suddenly a voice came:

"Mr. Chen, why don't I have a try with you?"

Chen Fan frowned and looked back to see a tall young man striding into the entrance.

Huo Donglai, who is behind him, looks embarrassed and helpless. (to be continued). )

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