Long Yi had a clear view of the situation on the field, and naturally heard every word of how these Xingyimen people evaluated him.
He felt amused in his heart, but just shook his head and said calmly: "Considering your previous contributions to the Red Dragon, I will forgive you for leaving now.
The guard let you in out of old friendship, but that won't matter in a military court."
"How dare you!" Everyone in the Xingyi School stared at Long Yi.
The old man in military uniform cursed angrily, "I have devoted most of my life to the Red Dragon. How can you, a junior, have the right to dictate things to me?
I really have to break into the Red Dragon Base today. Even if Chief of Staff Qi knew about this, he wouldn't dare to say a word to me, the old man! "
Yang Wu sneered at this situation and looked at Long Yi as if he was looking at a coward.
Yuan Xiaoxiao laughed out loud like a silver bell and jokingly said, "Chief Instructor Long, you really are taking a feather as an arrow. You've only been the chief instructor for a few days, and you dare to boss others around?"
Long Yi's face remained calm, as if the people from Xingyi School were not humiliating him.
In the Red Dragon team, all the members were so angry that their faces turned red and their fists were clenched.
"What's wrong with Instructor Long? He could have killed that idiot Yang Wu with just one slap, so why is he just standing there doing nothing?"
"I really want to go up and beat up that kid surnamed Yang. Does he really think he's a big shot?"
The fighting spirit in everyone's heart gradually waned. Even the chief instructor didn't take action, so what were they shouting for?
Some people in the team even doubted in their hearts: "Is Instructor Long really that amazing? Otherwise, why doesn't he take action?"
"When Instructor Long competed with the Wolf Leader before, the strength he displayed didn't seem that terrifying, did it?"
The morale of the troops had begun to waver, and many team members looked at Long Yi with less awe in their eyes.
At this moment, the old man in military uniform tapped the cane in his hand heavily, making a dull empty sound on the ground.
“Cao Yue, go and test that guy’s strength. After all, Yang Wu is the former chief instructor. If he injures that guy, he won’t be able to stand firm.
"Make sure to strike with thunder and lightning, defeat him cleanly and decisively, and let everyone see the depth of our Xingyi School!" the old man in military uniform ordered.
"Yes! Third Uncle."
The man named Cao Yue is over fifty years old and is in the prime of his life in the martial arts world. He is one of the few masters in the Xingyi school who have reached the heavenly realm.
He confidently entered the training grounds and said arrogantly, "Xingyi Sect member Cao Yue, you have insulted my sect multiple times. I've come here to demand an explanation. Let's see who's right with our fists!"
Unexpectedly, Long Yi just sneered and said disdainfully: "Ask for an explanation? Sorry, you are not worthy!"
Yang Wu, who was standing by, heard this and said with a half-smile, "My uncle Cao has long since reached the Heavenly Realm. If even he is not worthy, then who can catch your eye?"
Long Yi ignored his sarcasm and said seriously, "Nowadays, only Dragon Country Sword Saint Lu Jiutian and Boxing Champion Ji Changkong can fight with me."
"Hahaha! Ji Changkong? Lu Jiutian?" The two of them seemed to have heard some incredible joke and were laughing so hard that they fell over.
Cao Yue sneered, "I'm afraid you heard the legends of these two elders and just used them to show off. Even I haven't seen the true appearance of these two elders. How dare a young boy like you speak so arrogantly?"
Long Yi smiled but said nothing. Cao Yue thought he was knowledgeable, but in fact he was just a frog in a well.
Half a year ago in Sheqi Mountains, Lu Jiutian came from afar to seek treatment from him, after being kicked in the balls several times by Long Yi.
Not only did Lu Jiutian recover from his injuries, he even broke through the bottleneck that had plagued him for many years.
"It's true that I have never met Ji Changkong, but speaking of Lu Jiutian, that old man owes me a huge favor... Forget it, why bother talking about this to a frog in the well like you." Long Yi smiled and shook his head.
Cao Yue sighed, "I originally thought that the new chief instructor Xingbang mentioned was some big shot, but when I saw him today, he turned out to be just a braggart who only knows how to talk nonsense.
The more you immerse yourself in the martial arts, the more you realize what a figure a senior like the Sword Saint is. There are only a handful of them throughout history. If you dare to insult even the Sword Saint, what achievements can you possibly make in the martial arts?"
Yang Wu scoffed impatiently, "Uncle Cao, why waste time talking to this scoundrel? Just punch him in the waist and see if he has the guts to say another word!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his energy suddenly sank into his dantian, veins on his forehead bulged, and his whole body took on a strange dark red color.
Yang Wu raised his right arm with a grim smile. It seemed as if a rat was jumping up and down in the blood vessels on his forearm. The weird scene made people's scalp tingle.
He raised his right fist again, but his target was not the big tree in the distance, but Long Yi in front of him.
The moment Yang Wu threw his punch, it was like an arrow leaving a bowstring, making bursts of sonic booms in the air, and the whole person almost left an afterimage.
The members of the Red Dragon team were all worried about Long Yi, staring blankly at the changing situation on the field.
Long Yi took a leisurely step forward, and the next second, he pulled out the belt from his waist, even having time to fold it up, and pulled it out with a belt.
Just like a father beating his son, the seemingly careless whip actually has the power to split mountains and rocks in the end, enough to make the heaven and earth pale in comparison.
"Get out of the way!"
Everyone in the Xingyi School was alarmed and cried out in surprise, but it was obviously impossible to save Yang Wu.
Yang Wu also felt a huge sense of crisis and quickly stopped his right fist, but later he realized that the belt was not coming towards his fists, but was going around his front and straight towards his buttocks.
The next second, there was a loud crisp sound, and Yang Wu's buttocks were immediately whipped open, without even the chance to swell, and blood flowed out along the whip marks.
The Red Dragon team members were stunned, with a thousand horses roaring through their hearts.
Snow Wolf smiled strangely and said, "What kind of trick is this, Instructor Long? It's simply murderous."
"Why is that guy lying on the ground motionless? Could he have fainted?"
"When the father saw his son was still alive, he drew out seven wolves!"
Yang Wu was seen lying on the ground with a look of pain on his face. His whole body seemed to be twitching. He tried desperately to stand up, but found it was in vain.
After re-tying the belt around his waist, Long Yi jokingly said, "Why are you still struggling? Both of your legs are fractured at the shins. Even if you use all your strength, you still can't get up.
I told you long ago, you don't deserve it, you brought this upon yourself."
When he said this before, everyone thought he was pretending, but this time no one dared to question it!
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