The first dragon of all time

At the end of the anti-beating training, the more than twenty disciples trained by Gu Feng were all lying on the ground. It seemed difficult to move a finger, and their whole bodies were soaked with sweat, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

The more than twenty disciples trained by Liu Qingya were pale, but they could barely stand.

Glancing at the disciples standing there, Gu Feng was a little dissatisfied, "Teacher Liu Qingya, you are too soft-handed. This is not good for them, but harming them. During the quarterly assessment, the other disciples of the martial arts hall will not treat them right." They were soft-handed.”

Liu Qingya blamed herself, "I really can't be cruel..."

Gu Feng thought for a moment and said, "Let's do this, let's do rotation training."

"I refuse to rotate training."

"I need the gentleness of instructor Liu Qingya."...

Hearing what he said, the more than twenty disciples who were lying down breathed a sigh of relief, while the more than twenty disciples who were standing began to mourn in despair.

"What's the ghost's name?" Gu Feng glanced at them fiercely, "If you dare to scream again, I'll hand you over to Long Qingchen for training!"

The complaining disciples suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes fell on the two teenagers and four girls trained by Long Qingchen with pity. They saw that all six of them had bruises on their noses and swollen faces, and their bodies were also "fat". Even if their biological fathers and mothers were standing in front of them, , probably not even recognized.

Long Qingchen crossed his arms and looked at his results with satisfaction, "Your 639 muscles, 206 bones, 360 key points, and internal organs have all received training to resist blows. Great, keep it up tomorrow.”

Everyone shuddered and shuddered.

The eyes of the two boys and four girls were full of despair. They opened their mouths, but their throats were hoarse and no sound came out.

"what are you saying?"

"Want me to strengthen training?"

Long Qingchen put his hands next to his ears, making a trumpet shape, as if he was listening, and nodded slightly, "Okay, I heard you, let's intensify training tomorrow!"

Two teenagers and four girls were almost crying.

"If you continue to train like this, your junior brothers and sisters' bodies will definitely be unable to bear it. I suggest that you go to the No. 1 Pill in the World to buy hair-cutting and marrow cleansing liquid."

Long Qingchen glanced at all the disciples and took the opportunity to promote the "new prescription" recently developed by Taoist Qiling.

Gu Feng agreed, "After anti-beating training, using medicinal baths is indeed very effective."

"Junior Brother Yifei, why aren't you here?"

Long Qingchen searched around but couldn't find Yu Yifei, which made him a little regretful. He wanted to take the opportunity to "fix" Yu Yifei and help him loosen his bones.

Gu Feng said casually, "He asked for leave."

After the disbandment, Long Qingchen and Nangong Wan'er held hands and walked together.

Along the way, I met many disciples who looked at me with envy, jealousy, and hatred, and ate the "Chen Brand" dog food.

"Father, he is Long Qingchen!"

Just as he walked out of the north gate, he heard a familiar voice and saw Yu Yifei glaring at him with murderous intent.

Long Qingchen was thinking of Yu Yifei just now, but he didn't expect that he would be waiting for him here.

Next to Yu Yifei, stood a middle-aged man in rich clothes with a majestic face and cold eyes. He exuded a powerful aura, "My son Yiming was killed by you?"

"Would you believe me if I said no?"

Long Qingchen instantly understood that he was here to seek revenge.

He pulled Nangong Wan'er and retreated instantly, back inside the north gate.

He didn't lie. It was true that Yu Yiming did not commit suicide, but died from Tantai Qian'er's dragon-slaying spear.

The middle-aged man sneered, "How dare you quibble when you are about to die!"

Long Qingchen looked indifferent, "Since you believe that I was the one who killed you, it's useless for me to say anything."

"Who dares to make trouble in Lingwu Academy?"

"What do you think of Lingwu Academy?"...

It attracted the attention of the four guards at the door, who came over and yelled at him.

Although this middle-aged man was stronger than them, they were not afraid.

Because they are the guards of Lingwu Academy.

Because, behind them is Lingwu Academy.

Nangong Wan'er glanced at Long Qingchen and shook her head slightly, "These father and son are so brainless. If they deal with you secretly, there is still a chance, but they will ask you openly and openly."

"I have no brain?"

The middle-aged man sneered, noncommittal.

He glanced at the four guards lightly and said, "You can't make the decision. Go and ask your dean, vice-dean, and academicians to come out."

The four guards looked at each other.

"Wait."

A guard said something and hurried towards the back mountain.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ...

Not long after, the dean, vice-dean and academicians flew in from the sky.

"what happened?"

"Is someone causing trouble?"

“It’s been a long time since anyone dared to come to Lingwu Academy to cause trouble.”…

The huge movement attracted the attention of many disciples, who came to join in the fun.

The dean looked at Long Qingchen, then at the middle-aged man, frowning slightly, "What's going on?"

Yu Yifei pointed directly at Long Qingchen, "My brother Yu Yiming, a disciple of the inner courtyard, was killed by him. His death is unknown. Please seek justice from the dean!"

The dean asked, "Die inside the academy or outside the academy?"

Yu Yifei said, "Outside the academy, Qihuang Mountain."

The dean continued to ask, "Is there any evidence?"

"This..." Yu Yifei was speechless.

"You are also a disciple of Lingwu Academy. Don't you understand the rules of Lingwu Academy?"

The dean glanced at the outer courtyard clothes he was wearing, and his face became cold, "If you die in the joint secret realm or in the arena, it is fair competition, and no one is allowed to seek revenge; if you die outside the academy, you can find Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com Personal grudges cannot be caused in Lingwu Academy. Besides, you don’t even have any evidence, so why do you think it was Long Qingchen who did it?”

Long Qingchen glanced at the dean gratefully, and could see that the dean was "standing" on his side, with a vague intention of protecting him.

"Dean, don't jump to conclusions yet. Take a look at what this is?"

The middle-aged man was very confident and took out a token from his arms.

Seeing this token, the dean, vice-dean and academicians were all shocked, "This is..."

The dean took it, examined it carefully, and his expression softened, "This is indeed the Lingwu Token. It turns out that you are a descendant of Senior Yu."

Nangong Wan'er was confused, "What is the Lingwu Token?"

The dean glanced at her and spoke slowly, "It was very difficult when Lingwu Academy was founded. There were some seniors who helped Lingwu Academy and were considered benefactors of Lingwu Academy. Each of Lingwu Academy gave them a Lingwu Academy. Token, and make a promise that if one day, the descendants of those seniors come to Lingwu Academy with the token, they can ask Lingwu Academy to do one thing with all their strength."

The middle-aged man pointed at Long Qingchen coldly, "Since the dean recognizes the Lingwu Token, it will be easy to handle. My request is very simple. He is the murderer of my son Yu Yiming. The Lingwu Academy only needs to kill him." Leave it to our Yu family to deal with it, and you will have fulfilled your promise!"

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