"First place, Xinwu Army First Regiment!"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Following the host's announcement, a group of people were ecstatic and couldn't help applauding enthusiastically.

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, they would have wanted to go up to Chen Wenxiong to hug them one by one, and then hug them and throw them into the sky to express their gratitude.

Chen Wen entered the job half a month later, which made everyone in the group extremely anxious.

Chen Wen's performance after joining the job was very good. The first immediate effect made them also recognize Chen Wen, and they were willing to train in full accordance with his training plan.

However, they didn't think that Chen Wen was the best instructor at that time, they just thought that all instructors were as powerful as Chen Wen.

It wasn't until now that they discovered...the best is always at the end!

If the soldiers of one regiment were ecstatic, then the soldiers of the other regiments were collectively stunned.

The members of the four regiments are randomly selected according to the rules, and the initial strength and martial arts talents of each regiment are almost the same.

Therefore, only the level of the instructor and the effort of the fighters affect the overall strength of the team.

They are all elites in the army, how can there be soldiers who don't train hard?

So to say

For a moment, countless people looked at Chen Wen together.

If everyone has the same foundation, the same resources, almost the same talent, and the same level of cultivation effort, no matter how unreasonable it is, after ruling out all possibilities, there is one and only one truth.

That is the martial arts teaching level of Chen Wen, a group of instructors, far surpassing the other three instructors.

Considering that Chen Wen entered the job half a month later and was absent from work for another half a month during the period, the gap between Chen Wen and the other three teaching levels is by no means the slightest bit.

Chen Wen looked at Monk Shi De with a smile: "Master Shi Zhen, I don't know how the training results of our regiment are? Please don't be polite, just speak freely."

Monk Shizhen's complexion had turned sallow at this moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched immediately upon hearing this.

He comments?

What qualifications does he have to comment?

He is just the deputy of the instructor who ranks third in the team. What qualifications does he have to comment on the instructor who led a regiment to achieve the first result in the army?

Seeing the "miracle" appear, he could only open his mouth wide in embarrassment, unable to say anything.

The tall and reincarnated monk Shi De at the side saw this, and made a rescue and said: "Benefactor Chen, the achievements of the group are too amazing. Forgive me for being at a loss for a while. In fact, even I am very surprised."

Seeing this, Chen Wen did not continue to pursue the victory, nodded and smiled: "The main reason is that the soldiers in the regiment trained hard, and the officers also cooperated very well."

Master Shi De and others shook their heads slightly when they heard the words.

Except for some newcomers such as Xiang Xiaoyu, this batch of new soldiers are all elites who yearn for the extraordinary, and they implement all the plans formulated by their instructors without compromise, which makes it hard for everyone to tell the officers and soldiers in the regiment. bad words.

But I have to admit that I am not as good as a young man who is less than ten years old, as free and easy as Daoist Qingyuan, and I can't open my mouth for a while.

On the rostrum.

Fan Hua said to Li Wenxuan on the side: "Secretary Li, Deputy Gao and Legendary Chen Fan really have unique visions. His accomplishments in martial arts are amazing, and more importantly, he is not only powerful, he can also make others stronger."

Hearing Fan Hua's high evaluation, Li Wenxuan said with a smile: "Chen Wen always surprises people, Deputy Gao and Chen Fan Chuanqi like him very much."

Fan Hua nodded thoughtfully, and then smiled at Li Wenxuan: "This kid will indeed surprise people. He has been absent from work for half a month to practice. If it wasn't for the good grades in Yituan, I couldn't help but beat him up." .

Li Wenxuan pondered for a while, and said: "Chen Wen once said before that the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual. The instructor is indeed important, but the important thing is not to supervise, but to formulate a reasonable training plan and teach powerful internal strength and martial arts.

Besides, soldiers of the Xinwu Army do not need supervision. "

Fan Hua nodded, and said: "There is some truth in what he said. The training plan he made is very effective, but I don't know how powerful the martial arts he teaches."

While speaking, he had already set his sights on the field.

At this moment, the whole army contest has begun.

A match has already been held. The fighters of the second regiment defeated the nimble fighters of the fourth regiment with their daring style and fierce moves.

This made Wu Lang's gloomy face look better.

Monk Shizhen also seemed to find comfort when he saw this, strong strength does not mean strong combat power!

Soon, the host announced the match list for the second match.

"One group of Ge Feng, against three groups of Chao Da!"

Following the host's words, the two who had been prepared for a long time immediately got up from the front of the team, took three big steps forward, and jumped onto the central stage.

The two looked at each other, as if sparks were bursting out.

Below, deafening cheers immediately sounded from the teams of the first and third regiments.

Soldiers in the army pursue collective thinking, one wins and the other wins, and the other loses. The confrontation between the two on the stage instantly turned into a confrontation between two regiments.

Looking at the two people on the field, Monk Shizhen heaved a sigh of relief.

Ge Feng's strength is not considered strong. Before Chao Da went to a team to compete with Ge Feng without using an iron shirt, now less than a month has passed, and he doesn't think Ge Feng's strength can be compared with Chen Wen's guidance. Promoted above Chao Da.

You must know that the late stage of the mortal body is not the same as before. Without enough resources, even if you have top-notch internal strength, your progress will be slow.

The strength has not improved much, and Yituan has only practiced one palm and mountain climbing footwork in a month, so it is impossible to defeat Chao Da.

"Game start!"

Following the referee's words, Chao Da stomped on the ground and shot out like a sharp arrow.

While sprinting, he bent his arms like a bow, and then threw them out forcefully at a critical moment.

Faced with such a scene, Ge Feng, who was not sure of catching Chao Da's fist, would inevitably choose to exchange injuries for injuries, or retreat and seek opportunities.

In any case, he will fall into Chao Da's rhythm and thus fall into a disadvantage.

But it is different now. In the last few days, he has received training from Chen Wen and Abao Devil. He has a clear understanding of various common moves, and even knows how to use Hunyuan Palm to deal with the enemy.

Therefore, facing Chao Da's punch that looked like a tiger descending from the mountain, Ge Feng did not panic in the slightest.

When Chao Da's fist was ready, Ge Feng instantly raised his right palm and firmly blocked Chao Da's fist.

Boom!

Fist and palm intersected, and there was a dull sound. Although Ge Feng's body trembled slightly, his horse gait was extremely steady.

"how come?"

Chao Da's face changed slightly.

His physique is different from ordinary people, even in the generally burly Xinwu Army, he is extremely outstanding.

With this physique, he can defeat most opponents with a fierce attack.

He didn't expect that in less than a month, Ge Feng, who had been directly and easily defeated before, would now be able to catch his palm without losing the wind.

Although he was astonished in his heart, he could not be distracted during the battle. Without thinking, Chao Da used the Arhat Fist taught by Shaolin Temple, and swung his moves vigorously.

Ge Feng didn't panic when he saw this, he waved a pair of iron palms to meet him as he circulated the spiritual energy in his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Fists and palms intertwined, figures staggered, and soon the two fought for more than a dozen rounds.

Chao Da's face became more and more ugly, while the light in Ge Feng's eyes became more and more confident.

Boom!

Following a fist and palm exchange, the two of them suddenly became unstable and retreated back at the same time to release their strength.

"How could I lose?"

Chao Da let out a roar, took a deep breath, and then slammed into Ge Feng like a mountain.

At this moment, his body swelled a little visibly with the naked eye, and a faint golden aura overflowed from his skin, as if his body had a metallic luster.

Being a **** for Monk Shizhen, Chao Da also got the internal strength he wanted. Although he only learned the superficial, it greatly strengthened his defense.

At this moment, he is like a truck charging forward, and anyone who stands in front of him will be knocked away instantly.

However, Ge Feng did not dodge!

Facing the brutal Chao Da, Ge Feng quickly mobilized the spiritual energy in his body, and instantly injected it into his right palm.

For a moment, a visible aura film appeared on his right palm.

Bending his arms and waving his palms, Ge Feng faced Chao Da directly.

Boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, Ge Feng immediately flew backwards for several meters, his palm fell limply as if broken.

"Good job!"

"Chao Da! Chao Da!"

"Three regiments are invincible!"

Everyone in the third regiment shouted after seeing this, and looked at the burly man standing on the field with burning eyes.

At this moment, Chao Da suddenly covered his chest.

The next moment, his face was like gold paper, his throat was sweet, and he sprayed it directly into the air with a mouthful of blood pressure.

Seeing this, the referee directly announced: "Chao Da loses his strength, and a group of Ge Feng wins!"

Hearing the referee's announcement, the people in the three regiments seemed to be crowing and suddenly grabbed the rooster by the neck. Halfway through the crowing, it stopped abruptly.

The group of people did not expect such a result, they were surprised and immediately shouted loudly.

"Ge Feng! Ge Feng!"

"A regiment! A regiment! A triumphant regiment!"

Amidst the cheers, words like "Instructor, I love you" even came out.

Monk Shizhen didn't listen to the cheers of a group of soldiers. He was staring blankly at the ring, his brain went blank.

Actually!

Ge Feng actually defeated Chao Da? !

More than 20 days ago, wasn't he easily defeated by Chao Da who didn't use the iron shirt? !

Why after more than 20 days, Chao Da was able to defeat Chao Da who had learned Arhat's golden body and iron cloth shirt.

Even if Chao Da has only learned superficially, what powerful martial arts can he learn in more than 20 days?

Interpretation Zhenhe still doesn't understand.

Wu Lang, Shi De, and Qing Yuan's eyes became sharper, and they saw the fleeting aura in Ge Feng's hand.

"Martial skills that can use aura!"

The three made a judgment immediately, and then looked at Chen Wen more solemnly.

They had all heard of Chen Wen's training plan more or less before, and they thought that what Chen Wen taught everyone was just a simple boxing technique.

Because Chen Wen teaches people on a large scale, and powerful martial arts often require one-on-one teaching.

After all, although the fighters of the Xinwu Army are studious, the basics of martial arts...

Suddenly, they remembered that Chen Wen asked a group of soldiers to recite the map of meridians and acupoints.

Thinking of this, they were suddenly relieved.

Daoist Qingyuan said with emotion: "The nine-story platform starts from the base of the earth, such a truth has been forgotten by the old Taoist."

Beside Daoist Master Qingyuan, the little Taoist priest with red lips and white teeth rolled his eyes when he heard this.

My family's master uncle is obviously obsessed with eating monster meat every day, so he didn't take training to heart.

Monk Shide Amitabha gave a cry, and then said: "I also forgot the principle of slow first and then fast."

Wu Lang didn't have much emotion, but his eyes brightened a little.

In the next match, everyone turned their attention to the soldiers of the second regiment.

"Han Wei lost his combat power, and a group of Leiguan won!"

"Chang Xu lost his strength, and Lu Jingshan won!"

"Dong Xingguang lost his combat strength, and a group of Lei Yu won!"

With the end of each game, the ball has turned into a sea of joy.

Thirty-two games in the first round, sixty-four contestants, sixteen players in a team, thirteen advanced!

Seeing this, the monk Shi De, who was still in a fluke mentality before, completely lowered his head, immersed himself in reciting Buddhist scriptures, and completely gave up the unrealistic delusion of becoming a group of instructors.

Under Chen Wen's guidance, Yituan became the most powerful team in one month.

In the grand competition of the whole army, the first regiment had the most promotions in the first round, and five of them were won by the fighters who defeated the third regiment.

The team ranks first in terms of performance, and one team can predictably perform well in individual combat. Under such circumstances, Fan Hua will not dismiss Chen Wen as long as he is not stupid.

When Monk Shi Zhen was disheartened, Wu Lang, Qing Yuan and Shi De paid close attention to the progress of the competition.

Based on their experience, they usually don't care about temporary gains and losses.

But if they lose to a young man who is less than twenty, they will not be able to hide their shame.

Therefore, in the following games, they all cheered for the fighters of their team in unison.

Unfortunately, the outcome of the game did not change because of their ideas.

In the second round, thirty-two entered sixteen, one group was thirteen people advanced to eight people, directly occupying half of the quota, as if one group was picking three groups.

In the third round, the good show continued.

Sixteen into eight, one regiment did not have a civil war, and three of the eight were eliminated, but He Biao, Shen Lang, Chu Feijie and others were still strong.

Five of the eight finalists accounted for it, and the faces of the group were already flushed with excitement, shouting slogans loudly.

On the contrary, the other three groups all had ghost-seeing expressions on their faces.

At this time, the second group has two people left, and the fourth group wins one.

The third regiment was the worst, and the entire army was wiped out.

Seeing this, Monk Shi Zhen wished he could withdraw his head into his body, and Monk Shi De, who was as majestic as an Arhat, turned dark and frighteningly dark.

The fourth round, eight into four.

Three of the four games were about the First Regiment, two of them were civil wars, and one was between Chu Feijie, the commander of the Second Battalion, and Han Tie, the commander of the First Battalion of the Second Regiment.

Han Tiewu Dao talent is extremely high, under Wu Lang's teaching, he turned his whole body into a murder weapon.

Relying on his fearless aura and fierce moves, Han Tie quickly gained the upper hand and pushed Chu Feijie to the edge of the battlefield.

Afterwards, Han Tie directly sent Chu Feijie off the field at the cost of hard-on Hunyuan Palm.

However, before it landed, Chu Feijie stepped into the void, flew across the air under the eyes of countless people in astonishment, and returned to the field.

Taking advantage of Han Tie's shock and serious injury, Chu Feijie attacked one after another and eliminated Han Tie.

Because the previously announced rule is that falling under the ring is considered a loss, and flying out of the ring is not included in the elimination rules, so Chu Feijie advanced to the semi-finals.

The other three were He Biao and Shen Lang from the first regiment, and Nie Yongyi, the second battalion commander of the second regiment.

Nie Yongyi's strength is not as good as Han Tie's. When he entered the second round, he met He Biao, who was the strongest in the group except for the leader Gao Shun, and was eliminated directly.

Then He Biao joined forces with Shen Lang, who had defeated Chu Feijie, in the final.

The more than 6,000 new armed forces at the scene, including the instructors and the people on the rostrum, were almost paralyzed.

Since the quarter-finals, the Xinwu Army's game has almost turned into a civil war, and the final is even more of a one-man show.

The game is not over yet, the winner of the grand contest has appeared.