Chapter Ninety-One: Provocation

"That's right, when the time comes, Jinguo, you say, will the chief teacher Xi Yang Kai be convinced?

Will Vice President Teacher Xi Luo Yunfei be convinced? There are also those special teachers, who are definitely not convinced.

It's a good thing, if you don't accept it, you can fight. Qiu Long said with a smile.

"I understand, Hall Master Qiao wants to use Tang Wen's hand to teach them a lesson?" Xiao Jinguo suddenly realized.

"Yes!" Qiao Jingtian nodded heavily and said, "You see, the situation of the world struggle has become more and more complicated recently, and the role of national protectors like ours in various countries has become more and more apparent.

Large-scale wars are impossible, but local conflicts are never broken.

Some countries rely on powerful warriors to descend from the sky and directly behead and break the will of their opponents.

Our country wants world peace, not war.

However, there are always some countries that want to dominate the world, and they will always make some small moves.

We have to guard against it, and sometimes, we have to penetrate into the depths of each other and knock on the mountain. ”

"Don't talk about anything else, with the advent of the process of diversification of the world. All countries are fighting in the dark, and most of the secret fighting is our warriors charging forward.

Even, anti-poisoning, reverse infiltration, etc., require our members to have high-quality bodies and strong martial arts.

Although it is now the era of hot weapons, martial arts still cannot be lost.

The warriors are more terrifying than those special forces after controlling the hot weapons.

Look at Tang Wen, don't talk about anything else, this void bag is very magical.

In our ancient times, there was also the legend of the Sumeru bag, but who of us has seen it?

Of course, just because we haven't seen it doesn't mean we haven't seen it.

There are still many sects in our country, and they are very low-key, but that doesn't mean that there are no masters among them.

All these require us to be vigilant at all times and never slacken. Qiu Long nodded and said.

"In a simple comparison, our South Hall Training Ground is much worse than the North Hall Training Ground.

The North Hall Training Ground is stronger than our south in terms of staffing, equipment, and force.

Are we willing to fall behind for the rest of our lives, and if we fall behind, we will be beaten, and every time we are compared, we don't lose our pants.

Some people even said that our Nantang training ground is a second-rate training ground, and it is time to withdraw it.

Even, some training grounds in China that are not in the mainstream actually come to provoke, and we have been putting up with this breath.

The two of you, this Tang Wen, may be our turning point. Qiu Long said.

"Lao Qiu, this is the reality, Beitang is located in the capital, and it is the residence of the sect, so it naturally has an advantage over us.

So, we're all going to have to work hard. Strive to break through and advance again as soon as possible under the triple blessing of the spirit stone, the spirit pill and the exercises. Xiao Jinguo nodded cautiously.

Tang Wen fell asleep, and then opened the booklet.

It records the authority of his elder, and he finds that the range of activities he can carry out in the training ground has expanded.

There are several places that you couldn't go to are now open to you, but there are still a few places that you are not allowed to enter.

After lunch, Tang Wen drove the jeep and went straight to the training ground.

Because, he wants to inspect the field again, record all the equipment that can be moved to the training ground on Samui Island in the Great Chu Kingdom, and he wants to replicate the southern training ground to the Great Chu.

Drill fire rings, drill barbed wire, these are all small KS.

As a result, he saw the beating door panels, the Ten Thousand Arrow Pits, and the Poisoned Water Well......

Even, there are eighteen bronze formations of Shaolin Temple and plum blossom sword formations of Wudang.

Tang Wen put on the equipment and went in to test it himself, although he had the skills of the middle stage of the fifth grade.

But when the training intensity increases, it is also dangerous, if it weren't for this equipment, it would have been a lying corpse long ago.

However, when he walked out, the special level instructor 'Chen Hao', who controlled the training equipment, was also impressed, saying that he was the first instructor who could come out with B-level attack intensity.

"Has anyone ever gone in and trained at A-level intensity?" Tang Wen asked.

"Yes!" Chen Hao replied.

"Who is it?" Tang Wen asked.

"It's confidential and can't be divulged." Chen Hao hugged his fist and replied with an apologetic face.

"Is he in our South Hall Training Ground?" Tang Wen asked again.

"Confidential! With all due respect, I can't say. Chen Hao hugged his fists again.

Could it be that there are more powerful characters than Qiao Jingtian in the Nantang training ground? ?

Tang Wen put a big question mark in his heart.

The next day, the Advanced Teaching Training Course began.

Tang Wen stepped forward, still a little excited to enter the classroom.

It was a large classroom, three or four hundred square meters, and about fifteen meters high, which felt like an indoor fighting ring.

There were no stools or chairs in the classroom, and dozens of students were all sitting on the ground or standing chatting and fartizing.

Tang Wen entered the classroom, but no one birded him, and they were still talking and laughing as if no one was around.

Xiao Jinguo couldn't help frowning, and shouted, "Tang Jiaoxi, everyone, stand in line." ”

"Tang Jiaoxi, who?" A young man turned his head and asked first.

"My name is Tang Wen!" Tang Wen looked at him and replied.

"Hahaha, the hair hasn't grown all."

"Yes, yes, the smell of milk hasn't dried yet."

"This can also serve as an elder of our sect and a teaching consultant?"

"Deputy Xiao Group, are you confused?"

"Can teaching also open the back door?"

"Also advisor, fart."

……

Suddenly, a piercing sarcasm began.

"You don't seem to be convinced, do you?" Tang Wen stood on the podium and asked lightly.

"I, Li Shi, am the first to be unconvinced, aren't you an elder?

I, Li Shi, am only a senior teacher, and I am 108,000 miles away from the position of elder.

Come on, let's play a few hands. A short and rugged young man jumped out, danced a few tricks, and looked at Tang Wen with a provocative expression.

Tang Wen took a look and found that he actually had the skills of the late seventh grade.

"Don't be rude to Tang Jiaoxi." Xiao Jinguo shouted.

"The teaching of fart, if there is a kind of teaching, come up and play a few hands, if Lao Tzu doesn't beat him, he won't call his mother Li Shi." Li Shi was even more arrogant.

"Let's play a few hands." Tang Wen smiled and got off the stage.

Suddenly, a large piece of land was vacated in front of it.

"You're a mentor, I'm here." Of course, Li Shi is not stupid, and the person who can be their instructor is definitely not simple.

Although his mouth was arrogant, his movements were not slow, and a gust of wind blew, and a fierce tiger descended the mountain and pounced on Tang Wen.

This first move made all his might, and it seems that he wanted to give Tang Wen a dismount.

"Let's go." Tang Wen leaned to the side, casually reached out and grabbed Li Shi's hand and sent it to the side.

The guy couldn't control himself, he flew out, and when he saw that he was about to hit the wall, he quickly stretched out his hand to hold it up, and rolled to the ground, embarrassed.

Tang Wen smiled casually, "Remember, this trick is called holding the sheep." ”

Li Shi's face suddenly turned red, and at this time, a bearded man walked out and hugged his fists and said, "I, Zhang Tong, a special-grade teacher, specially asked Tang Jiaoxi for advice." ”

This is not bad, it is actually a strong person in the early stage of the sixth grade.

"Come on." Tang Wen still said casually.

"Look at the move." Zhang Tong roared, and there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky. In the blink of an eye, his body rolled, and his legs swept towards Tang Wen's lower body.

Tang Wen jumped lightly and lifted his body, but he didn't expect Zhang Tong to suddenly jump up from the ground and crash into Tang Wen like a cannon.

It turned out that that leg was just a, and hitting the sky was his real purpose.

Because, this Zhang Tong is practicing the iron head skills of the outer gate, if he knocks you down with his head.

It's just that Tang Wenshen put his left foot on his right foot a little, and his body took a big stride forward, and suddenly moved to seven or eight meters away.

Zhang Tong couldn't get back in time and rushed into the air three or four meters into the air.

When he fell, Tang Wen stretched out his hand on his waist, Zhang Tong spun and rolled out, no better than Li Shi, and almost fell and ate.

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