High Martial Arts World: Awakening Daily Settlement Panel.

At this moment, military training is being conducted late at night.

The other freshmen were slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, but their eyes were all looking towards the center of the field.

There is a big drama there.

These freshmen never thought that as quasi-warriors, they could already gain a certain status in society and could speak without restraint and insolently.

But during the military training, in the eyes of the officers, he was scolded as "waste"!

Such words are extremely harsh.

Especially Qi Chuanyu and others, their performance in the military department is so outstanding that other students need to look up to them.

As for the officers, there are only two words to judge them: waste!

At this time, Cheng Liaoyuan stood up in the gaze of many students.

Looked at Shen Bei.

"Are you very unconvinced?"

No one said a word.

"Come on, I'll give you a chance. All five of you can come at me together. If one of you can hit me once, today's matter will end here."

After Cheng Liaoyuan finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and stood there.

Not far from the center of the venue, a group of instructors were watching with great interest.

"Old Cheng is here again."

"Yeah, it's still the same way for so many years, high pressure and high pressure, first hit the shit out of you... then show you what a master does, so you can see hope."

"Oh, by the way, Captain Cheng was training freshmen in other cities. Did anyone hit him?"

"How is that possible? Cheng Liaoyuan is a third-rank warrior, okay? He has been killing monsters and aliens in the underground cave for more than ten years. Do you think he has fallen behind after being an instructor for a few years?"

"Haha, these freshmen are just quasi-warriors with qualified attributes, not even first-grade warriors. How can they beat Team Daocheng?"

The other novices heard the officers' whispers and their curiosity and admiration grew even more.

Said without politeness.

Every freshman present would be thankful if they could reach the second-grade warrior level after graduating from Lingnan City Martial Arts University.

When I arrived at Wuhan University in the provincial capital, the pressure was even greater.

It is very likely that he will only become a second-rank warrior throughout his life.

A third-rank warrior, worthy of the freshmen's admiration and respect.

Of course, this is not the most important thing.

The important thing is, Cheng Liaoyuan has been chopping wood in the cave for more than ten years and is still alive!

What the freshmen saw in the first lesson of the opening ceremony was the brutality of the fighting in the cave.

Those scenes are enough to scare you awake even in dreams!

Cheng Liaoyuan fought countless battles in the cave.

The fact that he had no missing limbs showed that his combat experience was sky-high!

"Why, you don't dare?!"

In the center of the venue, Cheng Liaoyuan looked around condescendingly, and then said, "Give these losers a stick, they are afraid of hurting their hands."

"Click." The officer on the side threw the wooden stick to the ground.

"Pick it up, hit me, and go back to bed."

No one moved.

"…trash, coward, garbage."

Cheng Liaoyuan cursed, then randomly picked a man and forced the stick into his hand, "Here, you don't even have this much courage, can you stand in front of the stranger?"

"Fuck you!" Cheng Liaoyuan cursed, "When those aliens rushed out of the cave, even the local residents dared to hit them with bricks. As a quasi-warrior, you even dared to use a stick?"

"Why do not you go to hell!"

Niu Ben argued: "You are a third-rank warrior, and I am only a quasi-warrior. I don't know anything. Your expectations are too high!"

"Is it high?" Cheng Liaoyuan roared: "When the aliens are killing and abusing people, will they not kill you just because you are a quasi-warrior?"

"When all of us high-ranking warriors are dead, and it's your turn to go to the battlefield, how can you defend your country?"

"Disappointment! I am so disappointed!"

"The task of defending the country is handed over to a bunch of rubbish like you. The country is not doing the job!"

Niu Ben held the stick with his hands, daring not to pick it up, and it fell to the ground.

"If you don't dare to take it, then admit that you are a waste."

"I, I am trash."

At that moment, no one could see the loss and pain on Cheng Liaoyuan's face.

"I come."

Liao Zhongyang walked over, picked up the stick, held it in his hand, and looked at Cheng Liaoyuan.

"Come." Cheng Liaoyuan stood in front of him.

"Ah~" Liao Zhongyang roared and smashed towards Cheng Liaoyuan madly with a stick.

Liao Zhongyang practiced basic skills in advance.

The wielding of the stick was fairly methodical.

"Fuck you, you piece of trash. I'm not a piece of trash."

Mistakenly, mistakenly, and mistakenly again.

Cheng Liaoyuan did not move drastically at all.

Almost every time, I thought I would hit the target, but every time, the stick just brushed past my body and missed.

It can be seen that Cheng Liaoyuan's control over his basic skills has reached a superb level!

Liao Zhongyang was sweating all over, hunched over and gasping for breath.

Cheng Liaoyuan glanced at him coldly and nodded.

He turned to look at the others and asked, "Who else is coming?"

"let me try."

Du Ziteng seemed to have learned martial arts, but had not yet reached the level of expertise.

His attacks were mainly stabbing, but the result was the same, he missed once.

It is in the same situation as Liaozhongyang.

In the end, he was kicked over by the impatient Cheng Liaoyuan.

"You see, it's because of the quarrel and fight during military training that you are now in such a state."

Taking the stick again, Cheng Liaoyuan walked up to Qi Chuanyu and said, "Don't you feel guilty? Don't you plan to do something?"

Qi Chuanyu was like a woman, crying and wailing: "I was wrong, I was really wrong, no, no."

Cheng Liaoyuan looked at him with disdain, turned around and said, "A bunch of idiots..."

The words are not finished yet.

Qi Chuanyu sneered and took advantage of Cheng Liaoyuan's unguarded moment.

He quickly picked up the stick and threw it back with his backhand.

call--

"Damn it! I was just pretending for you, but you took it seriously? Did you really think I couldn't hit you? Sneak attack!"

I have to say that Qi Chuanyu disguised himself very well once he came up with his idea.

After showing weakness, he suddenly launched a surprise attack.

When the stick was swung, even the officer on the side exclaimed:

"Fuck! This guy... is so mean!"

"The battlefield is ever-changing, so just use enough moves."

"It looks like Captain Cheng is going to fail."

……

When Cheng Liaoyuan's ears moved, a strong wind came from behind and vibrated his eardrums.

Cheng Liaoyuan was calm and composed, as if he had eyes on his back. He put his hands behind his back in a relaxed manner and leaned back to let him pass.

Hide away!

The freshmen at the scene let out shocking exclamations.

"Come again." Cheng Liaoyuan turned around, without any regret on his face, but smiled and hooked his fingers.

Qi Chuanyu licked his lips and continued to attack with his mouth: "You are such a useless instructor! I wonder how long you can hide!"

Qi Chuanyu swung the wooden stick down again.

Missed.

"waste."

Missed.

"Are you tired? Trash."

Missed.

"Go tell the alien that you are tired, kneel down, and beg it to see if it helps."

Missed.

"You rubbish, you will kill your future teammates. You will, got it? You will definitely do it, because rubbish like you will kill all of us."

Missed.

"..."

Qi Chuanyu was so tired that he could hardly move, but Cheng Liaoyuan kept provoking him and humiliating him over and over again.

Until Qi Chuanyu fell to the ground, unable to move even a finger.

"Is this a warrior..."

Qi Chuanyu muttered to himself.

For him, although there were warriors among his elders in the family, he had never actually fought with a warrior.

To put it bluntly, a third-grade warrior targeting a warrior is like a warrior targeting a civilian...

In the distance, the instructors' whistles and laughter could be heard...

"Next……"

Cheng Liaoyuan snatched the sticks from Qi Chuanyu's hands and threw them to Shen Bei who was standing beside him.

"Come."

"boom."

The whole audience, far away, near.

Freshmen, the unlucky four, and the instructor.

All... fell into silence.