The black flames slowly receded, revealing the original skin. Cao Yuan pulled the [Forbidden Scroll] around his neck with both hands. The blood redness in his eyes gradually disappeared and he coughed violently.
Lin Qiye let go of the tape in his hand and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Cao Yuan in his mad state was indeed ridiculously strong. If Lin Qiye had not had two forbidden items in hand this time, and his divine power had a restraining effect on [Black King Destruction], he might not have been able to win so easily this time.
The shirtless Cao Yuan was lying on the ground, breathing heavily. His eyes fell on Lin Qiye, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"As expected, it's you..."
"What?"
"There are not many people in this world who can suppress [Black King's Destruction]."
"Really? If I'm not mistaken, the captain of the Mask can do it too."
"No, you can wash away my sins."
"what are you saying?"
Lin Qiye frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand what Cao Yuan meant. Cao Yuan just shook his head and got up from the ground without saying anything else.
Instructor Han next to him came over and observed Lin Qiye carefully for a long time, "Are you not injured?"
"No."
"Yeah." Instructor Han paused and gave Lin Qiye a thumbs up, "That move was beautiful just now!"
Lin Qiye smiled slightly.
Instructor Han stretched out his hand to help Cao Yuan up. Just as Cao Yuan was about to say something, Instructor Han shook his head to stop him.
"You don't need to say anything. The responsibility for this incident lies entirely with me. I forced you to draw the sword. It's none of your business."
Cao Yuan, who wanted to apologize, saw that his words were completely blocked. He sighed helplessly, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and bowed slightly:
"Amitabha."
Not long after, well-armed instructors rushed over in a hurry. Seeing the devastated martial arts stage, they frowned slightly.
Instructor Han stepped forward and briefly explained the situation to several instructors, and they felt relieved.
"Instructor Hong, I think... I'm still not suitable for teaching."
Instructor Han pulled Instructor Hong aside, sighed deeply, and spoke quietly.
"This is your first day on the job and you want to give up?" Instructor Hong raised his eyebrows.
"I found that teaching students and going into battle to kill enemies are completely different things... When I go on a mission, I can fight against a group of enemies alone. No matter what kind of danger it is, I won't even frown.
But I came here to teach, and after only a few minutes... I was completely disgraced, and almost caused a teaching accident. "
Instructor Hong looked at Instructor Han's depressed expression and couldn't help laughing.
"I think you are particularly talented in teaching. You have drawn three people in a row, one is the young master of the Baili family, one is the Seraph agent, and the other is the ultra-high-risk among the ultra-high-risk...
This is not just a draw from a few people, there are a total of 239 recruits, and you have drawn three of the most difficult characters in a row. You are really lucky! "
"Instructor Hong, don't laugh at me." Instructor Han touched his nose in embarrassment.
"To be honest, when it comes to close combat, there may be some of us instructors who are better than you, but they are only outstanding in a certain aspect. They are not as versatile as you, who are proficient in all kinds of martial arts, swords, guns, swords and halberds.
At the current stage of this group of rookies, what they need is not specialization in melee combat, but to first find the most suitable fighting style among all weapons. This requires the guidance of a teacher who is familiar with all martial arts. If you can't teach him, among the entire Daxia Night Watch, you, Han Li, are probably the only one who has this ability. "
"But I..."
"Among these new recruits, there are only a few that cause headaches. In fact, having the opportunity to witness the growth of these monsters is a blessing for you and me, isn't it?" Instructor Hong's eyes fell into the distance, and the corner of his mouth rising slightly,
"Aren't you curious about what this group of monsters will look like when they walk out of this training camp?"
Instructor Han was slightly startled, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the recruits. The figure of the young man with a belt wrapped around his left hand and a knife in his right hand seemed to reappear in his mind.
After a moment of silence, he nodded.
"Okay, I'll try again."
Instructor Hong smiled, reached out and patted Instructor Han’s shoulder twice.
"Go ahead, those rookies are still waiting for you to train."
Instructor Han nodded, took a deep breath, and strode towards the training ground.
Seeing the return of Instructor Han, the restless recruits shut their mouths again, and the entire training ground became quiet.
Instructor Han glanced at everyone, took another wooden knife from the shelf next to him, walked to the martial arts stage with half of it missing, and continued to explain.
"The sword technique we just talked about is fast and powerful, but it is still lacking in strength... "
…
The whole morning was spent on close combat training. After Instructor Han briefly taught a few sword techniques, he went on to teach about two-handed knives, sword techniques, marksmanship, and even how to use some concealed weapons.
Since this was the first time they were exposed to cold weapon training, Instructor Han basically gave the main explanation. Instructor Han was also kind-hearted and asked them all to sit down and listen, which finally gave the freshmen who had been tortured all morning some time to rest.
By the time Instructor Han's mouth was dry, it was lunch time.
When the freshmen came to the cafeteria with great expectations and found that their lunch was still white flour steamed buns with raw meat, their minds exploded, and some even vomited out.
Some sharp-eyed people also discovered that in addition to white flour steamed buns and raw meat, there was also a small pile of... pickles in front of everyone!
This in turn delighted the desperate freshmen.
"Brother Qiye, do you think that old man Sun in the cafeteria discovered his conscience? He even prepared pickles!" Baili Pangpang was moved and stuffed the pickles into the white flour steamed buns and took a big bite.
"I don't know. I only know that such a small dish is not enough to eat a few bites." Lin Qiye counted the number of pickles carefully and said with a dark face.
At this moment, a figure quietly moved to their table.
Cao Yuan silently handed his pickles to Lin Qiye, and while chewing the raw meat, he said, "I'll give you mine."
Lin Qiye was stunned, while Baili Pangpang's eyes widened, "Brother, these are pickles! You don't want to eat them?"
"If Lin Qiye wants to eat, I will give it to him."
"..." Baili Pangpang opened his mouth wide when he heard this, "This... do you know what this is called?"
"What?"
"Lick the dog."
"My pleasure."
"… "
Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "If you are doing it because of what happened in the morning, there is no need to do this. I was not injured..."
"No, Lin Qiye." Cao Yuan shook his head and looked into Lin Qiye's eyes seriously.
"I just... simply want to lick you."
Lin Qiye:…
Baili's fat tiger body trembled, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Cao Yuan changed instantly!
Damn it,
This is a powerful enemy!