Three days later.

Chen Mo inspects the training results of the Shenyang special forces team members at the training ground.

Thirty-six special operations team members, including Xia Hailong, have all completed the conversion of meridians in their bodies.

"Very good, let's move on to the next step of practice!"

I was originally waiting with excitement for Chen Mo to say a few words of encouragement or cultivation experience, but in the end I was waiting for Chen Mo's somewhat irresponsible words.

Xia Hailong was about to speak but stopped.

Chen Mo looked at him and said calmly: "Vice Captain Xia, are you okay?"

Xia Hailong came out of the queue and said: "Captain Chen, I would like to ask if the true energy produced by the Shenglong Jue can be blended with the true energy that everyone originally cultivated?"

This is also a question in the minds of many team members. Although their cultivation level is negligible in Chen Mo's eyes, no one wants to give up the Qi they have gained through hard work for many years just because they have changed their cultivation methods.

Chen Mo explained: "No, the Shenglong Jue is an improvement on the Tiger Roar Jue, and the true energy cultivated can completely tolerate the Tiger Roar Jue."

Xia Hailong and the team members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"absurd!"

Suddenly, a mocking scolding came from not far away.

A middle-aged man wearing black training uniform strode toward the training ground.

There was wind under his feet, and his feet only touched the ground once every four or five steps he walked, giving people the feeling of flying.

"As long as any technique slightly changes the route of the meridians, the Qi cultivated will never blend with the original one. This is common sense in the martial arts world. You don't even understand these and dare to modify the technique for them without authorization? You really should

Drag you out and kill you!"

The man stopped five meters in front of Chen Mo and stared at Chen Mo coldly, with an arrogant look on his face.

Without waiting for Chen Mo to ask questions, Xia Hailong and all the team members gave a military salute to this man.

"Instructor Pan!"

Chen Mo didn't need to ask, he already guessed the identity of this person, a martial arts instructor hired by the Condor Special Forces.

"You came just in time, I just wanted to talk to you about something." Chen Mo's face was calm and he was not angry because of Pan Ruiming's arrogance.

Pan Ruiming was stunned for a moment, raised his face slightly, and said coldly: "What do you want from me? If you want to ask about martial arts training, you don't have to dream. For someone who doesn't even understand the most basic common sense in the martial arts world,

I’m not interested in giving you advice!”

The expressions of Xia Hailong and the other Condor team members remained unchanged, but there was a hint of expectation in their eyes. They wondered who was stronger, the martial arts instructor, or the new Captain Chen?

Chen Mo burst out laughing. He looked at Pan Ruiming, who looked like he was a senior, and said in a weird tone: "Who said I want to ask you for advice? What I want to say is that you have been fired, and I will be the captain from now on.

Teach them martial arts directly."

Pan Ruiming's face instantly became extremely ugly. He was hired with a high salary from above. If it weren't for the sake of giving face to the officials, he, Pan Ruiming, would never teach a group of ordinary soldiers here.

Although the soldiers of the Divine Eagle are all the kings of soldiers, in the eyes of Pan Ruiming, a warrior, they are still no different from ordinary people.

Even the worst disciple of his Pan family is more talented in cultivation than these people.

Therefore, whether in front of Shenying or other official leaders, Pan Ruiming always maintained a high air, as if his coming here was a big charity.

But now the newly appointed captain wanted to fire him as soon as they met. How could Pan Ruiming swallow this breath?

"Boy, I don't know what despicable means you used to get here to become the captain, but I can tell you clearly that I am not bound by the rules here, and your orders are of no use to me."

Pan Ruiming smiled coldly and looked at Chen Mo with mocking eyes: "If you want to fire me, first ask your superiors if they agree. Ignorant junior!"

Chen Mo said calmly: "What a coincidence, I am not bound by the rules here. But I am the captain here, so I have the final say here and don't need to ask anyone for instructions."

"So, you're fired!"

Chen Mo ignored Pan Ruiming's murderous gaze and repeated those words one by one.

Pan Ruiming gritted his teeth, but tried his best to hold back, and said contemptuously: "A person who doesn't understand common sense about martial arts training is worthy of serving as the captain of the Condor Special Forces?"

Pan Ruiming turned to look at the team members and asked loudly: "Do you dare to ask for such a captain? Do you dare to learn the cultivation techniques that he modified?"

The members of the Shenyang Special Operations team, who originally had the attitude of watching a good show, looked at each other in confusion, looking back and forth at Chen Mo and Pan Ruiming, and finally focused on Xia Hailong.

One was the captain appointed by the superiors, and the other was the martial arts instructor invited by the superiors. The two had a dispute, and the team members really didn't know who to trust.

They couldn't tell whether Chen Mo's improved technique could be practiced, so they could only pin their hopes on Xia Hailong.

In fact, they didn't want what Pan Ruiming said to be true. He finally managed to have a powerful cultivation technique, but suddenly told them that they couldn't use that technique.

It's like there is a beautiful woman lying in the house, but you can't touch her.

The members of the Shenying Eagle do not want to continue the days of envying other people's skills in their dreams.

Xia Hailong was silent at this moment. He had learned some common sense in the martial arts world in his sect very early and knew that Pan Ruiming's words were right.

Even if there is only the slightest change in a skill, it is necessary to adjust the direction of the meridians. In this way, the true qi cultivated will not blend with the original true qi.

However, Xia Hailong is the only person who has seen Chen Mo's improved technique. Although he has not practiced it, he can feel the power of Shenglong Jue.

How could someone who could improve such a powerful technique in one night not even understand this bit of common sense in the martial arts world?

Xia Hailong couldn't decide to pay attention at all, so he couldn't express his position.

Seeing the doubtful expressions on the faces of the Condor players, Pan Ruiming sneered triumphantly and looked at Chen Mo with disdain in his eyes.

"Boy, I want to expose your lies in front of everyone!"

Pan Ruiming had never seen the Shenglong Jue and did not know how powerful the Shenglong Jue was. He had already concluded in his heart that Chen Mo was a liar who knew nothing.

Chen Mo's face was dull and his eyes were a little misty. He was clearly looking at Pan Ruiming, but he directly filtered him out.

"The common sense in the martial arts world you mentioned, in my opinion, is actually you making excuses for your ignorance and incompetence. Let alone the improved skills, even if they are two completely different skills, as long as they are adjusted by me

, there will never be a situation where the true qi is incompatible with each other. You can practice boldly with confidence!"

The last words were obviously addressed to the members of the Condor Special Forces.

This time, Pan Ruiming didn't get angry when he heard Chen Mo's humiliation. He just looked at Chen Mo with a sinister smile on his face: "Boy, if you dare to laugh at the entire martial arts world, you are dead!"

Indeed, what Chen Mo said just now has offended the entire martial arts world.

Because those common senses were summarized by the predecessors and sages in the martial arts world, and the disciples and disciples of those predecessors and sages are the martial arts world of future generations.
Chapter completed!