Reborn back to the day I descended the mountain, Miss Ji, I will take responsibility for you!

Outside Wucheng, at the temporary training ground.

To sum up the thoughts of all the Crimson Gold Army soldiers at this moment in one sentence.

That is, I've never seen such an arrogant person before.

Ye Chen responded to them with a calm smile, as if to say, "Now you've seen it."

"I'll go first. I won't be careless if I hurt you. I won't be responsible for your medical expenses."

A burly, dark-skinned warrior with exceptionally thick arms charged towards Ye Chen first.

His name is Hu Xiong, and his cultivation level is at the peak of the early stage of the Great Martial Master realm, which is already considered a master in Wucheng.

Within the Crimson Gold Army, he was nothing special, but he was recognized as having the best combat skills in their unit.

Hu Xiong strode forward, his fists ringing with thunder as he slammed them directly into Ye Chen's chest.

Seeing this, Ye Chen extended a finger and flicked it.

With a loud "thud!", Hu Xiong felt as if he had been hit head-on by a truck.

Before the fist even touched Ye Chen, he was sent flying backward, and the other soldiers were also shocked when they saw this.

However, they were no ordinary people either. The three in the group exchanged glances and then formed a surrounding posture.

They launched attacks on Ye Chen from three directions: front, back, and left.

In the blink of an eye, the three attacks were already in front of Ye Chen, and all three attack directions were blind spots.

An ordinary person would be overwhelmed by such an attack, but Ye Chen simply stood there, unmoved.

Just as the attack was about to hit him, Ye Chen raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Like Hu Xiong, the three of them were sent flying backwards. After that, no one around dared to underestimate the instructor in front of them anymore.

Before they could even see Ye Chen's movements clearly, four of their comrades had already fallen.

Upon seeing this, the captain, a late-stage Grand Martial Master, spoke up: "Squad, listen to my command, four people per group, attack continuously."

After the squad leader finished speaking, he threw a punch, and four people rushed forward from four directions at the same time. However, they did not attack together as before.

Instead, there were two people in front and two people on the left and right, and their bodies were covered with true energy for protection.

Even if they are attacked suddenly, they will have time to react, unlike Hu Xiong who fell down without explanation.

Seeing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, approving of the soldiers' quick thinking.

At the same time, it was gratifying that they did not exhibit individual heroism, but instead chose to work together to arrive at the scene immediately.

After all, many elite troops have a strong sense of heroism, and when faced with verbal provocation from the enemy, they chose to go and die one by one.

Instead of employing the most effective siege and eliminating the enemy as quickly and efficiently as possible, the Crimson Gold Army did this very well.

When it is discovered that someone cannot defeat him, someone immediately steps in to stop his effective attack.

This gave Ye Chen the idea to have some fun, so he suppressed his combat power to the peak of Martial King.

After all, if he were to display the combat power of a Martial Venerable to deal with these people, it would seem a bit too much to bully them.

The four attacks, launched in two waves, reached Ye Chen. This time, Ye Chen finally moved, taking a step and turning his body.

While deftly dodging their attacks, he struck out with both hands, landing on the back of their necks.

The two men immediately rolled their eyes and lost consciousness. Ye Chen seized the opportunity to grab them by the collar and slammed them towards the two men attacking from the left and right.

Faced with the sudden arrival of their comrade, the two hesitated for a moment, and at that instant, Ye Chen moved.

His figure appeared like a ghost in front of the warrior on the left, and with a flick of his finger, the warrior tried to dodge but it was too late.

Ye Chen's finger landed on his brow, and he rolled his eyes and fell asleep immediately.

Seeing this, the soldier on the other side grabbed his comrade who had been thrown by Ye Chen and prepared to retreat. But the moment he turned around, Ye Chen appeared behind him, tapped him lightly with his finger, and he fell asleep again.

Ye Chen's swift and fluid movements easily subdued the four men, causing the subsequent attacking team to halt in their tracks.

Seeing this, the squadron leader knew that Ye Chen was extraordinary, but what puzzled him was that the strength Ye Chen was showing now seemed to be somewhat different from his previous two attacks.

After all, they hadn't even seen Ye Chen's movements clearly the previous two times he made a move, but this time they had seen everything he did.

He naturally didn't know that Ye Chen had suppressed his strength to accommodate them. Otherwise, if Ye Chen had just unleashed his aura, it would have been quite good if even 100 of the 2,800 people present were still standing.

Upon seeing this, several company commanders immediately took two steps back. The third company commander said, "Third Company, go and get the training batons."

Upon hearing this, the other squad leaders' eyes lit up as Ye Chen displayed excellent close-quarters combat skills.

Using long sticks can effectively weaken Ye Chen's advantage, and the stick formation composed of multiple people can effectively restrain Ye Chen's mobility.

When they all attack at once, even with Ye Chen's exceptional strength, he might not be able to withstand such an attack.

The other captains also ordered their men to fetch weapons, and Ye Chen did not stop them, but simply stood there.

Several more people stepped forward and carried away the unconscious comrades on the ground, taking them to the edge of the training ground. Ye Chen did not stop them or take the opportunity to attack.

Soon, the remaining two thousand-plus people all took out the training poles, which were made of steel inside and soft rubber outside.

It is heavy enough and has a certain degree of toughness. A single blow would likely break the bones and tendons of an ordinary person. Even for these elite warriors with cultivation, it would still hurt a lot when the stick hits them.

With over two thousand people, divided into companies of one hundred and squads of ten, the most elite battalion squads were quickly selected under the command of the company commanders.

They then formed a circle, surrounding Ye Chen in the center, and got into position.

The whole process took less than ten minutes, and during those ten minutes, Ye Chen simply stood there calmly watching.

Seeing this, the expressions of the company commanders became even more solemn. Then, the first company commander spoke up: "Initiate the baton formation."

"Huh!"

With a unified shout, everyone pointed their sticks at Ye Chen, their determination unwavering and their eyes blazing with fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Ye Chen looked listless and even yawned, feeling bored.

The soldiers' eyes immediately turned red; it was the first time they had ever been looked down upon like this.

Upon seeing this, the captain immediately ordered: "Attack with sticks!"

In the very center circle, sixteen long sticks attacked Ye Chen simultaneously, while a circle of thirty-two long sticks behind them were also ready to unleash their power.

Ye Chen extended his hands into dragon claws towards the two long sticks in front of him, grabbed them from the left and right, spun them around, and then pulled them along.

Suddenly, the two felt themselves being pulled together by a force. Seeing this, the person behind them rushed towards Ye Chen, flicking out a long staff in their hand, trying to force Ye Chen back.

Ye Chen, however, did not retreat but advanced. As the saying goes, "An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous." These warriors wanted to use long staffs to restrain his close-range attacks.

However, having long staffs also further weakened their close-combat ability; if Ye Chen got close, it would be a disaster.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two blows landed on Ye Chen's back, but before the two men who had struck him could even rejoice, they saw the cold smile on Ye Chen's face.