Dragon Emperor, Martial God

After Lingyun and Lingyong had spoken a few sympathetic words, they were all thought-provoked and unobstructed. After a few more conversations, they flew back to the campus's grand playground.

At this time, the 72 people in the practice hall, after knowing that Lingyun and Tie Xiao Tiger had arrived, they could not hold on one by one. They all rushed out of the practice hall. Most of them were naked, a healthy body, Dragon Jingtiger, Tiger's eyes flashed, their eyes were full of fierce eyes!

Seeing Ling Yun and Ling Yong show up at the Grand Arena simultaneously, 72 disciples knelt down simultaneously: “Bye Da Long! Bye, Master! ”

Seventy-two voices are in one, and the sound is shocking!

They worship, naturally Ling Yun, and now Ling Yun has two titles in their mouth, the original Green Dragon Da Fang, and now Master.

Ling Yunnan enjoyed the prayer. He bowed his head and gazed at the large man who was kneeling on the ground. He couldn't help but smile: “Get up, you can only call Master in the future, you can't call the dragon anymore. ”

“Yes, Master! ”

Seventy-two disciples just stood up and looked at Lingyun with a pair of eyes that were so hot.

“After you came to the capital, because you couldn't let go of your family and there were so many things going on a while ago, you came here to practise. You wouldn't blame me me? ”

Lingyun started with an opening statement, which prompted a laugh.

Of course not.

One of them shouted: "Master, we ate here deliciously, slept well, practiced well, I can't believe it! ”

Ling Yun glanced at the person who spoke, Lu Wenlong, one meter and eight tall, big size, has a hidden momentum.

“Lu Wenlong, come out! ”

Lingyun shouted him out, then immediately followed: “Luo Yucheng, Meng Xueyi, Ma Qianjun, Xu Dongdong, Wu Tengfei, all out! ”

It was the first six disciples to reach the seventh floor of the day after tomorrow.

Six people flew out, all standing in a row, with excited faces, because Lingyun spotted their names, very excited.

Ling Yun looked at the six men and found that one of them was strong and ambitious. He stood there like six descending tigers. Let alone the joy in his heart.

“Starting today, you seventy-two disciples will be divided into six groups, each group of twelve, Lu Wenlong, Luo Yucheng... you six will be the team leaders! ”

“If one can't manage his own team, someone in the group is left behind by another group, then who will be punished! ”

In order to save time after Ling Xiao and Ling Yong, Ling Yun began to arrange, first grouping them together and selecting the team leader for daily management.

After all, Ling Xiao and Ling Yong can help Ling Yun teach them martial arts and urge them to practice, but it is impossible to stay with them day and night.

This will naturally be more convenient in the future.

After listening, Lu Wenlong couldn't help but laugh at the flowers on each face. They looked at each other, but instantly thought that each other was their competitors in the future. He couldn't help but hum and turn his head.

With the grouping, there will be comparison, and naturally there will be competition. Lingyun will do this to ensure that they can compete for later practice, and urge others in the same group.

When I saw the whistle beside me, I couldn't help but smile and nod my head darkly. My heart said what I really do here, I would never be disappointed.

Over the past 10 years, Ling family members have been trained by him and Choi Lao. Of course, Ling Xiao has an effective management training method, but this is just the beginning, he has not yet implemented it.

Ling Yun raised his hand and pointed at the first six people: “Don't be too proud of the six of you. If one day you are exceeded by another 66 people, I will immediately change your group leader status and do it with someone else. Do you understand?! ”

“Master, don't worry, it will never happen! ”

This time, Ma Qianjun first opened his mouth. His eyes were full of confidence. He swept the momentum of Qianjun with his own hands. He was not scared to make a sound because Lingyun was their master.

Ling Yun didn't care about this, because his layers of selection, so much focus, all he wanted was to dare to fight the Jackal tiger leopard, if they were scared to speak in front of him, Ling Yun would be disappointed.

“Good! Hope you can make it! ”

Lingyun smiled and once the division was complete, he turned to his father Lingxiao and said: "Father, until they reached the nine-tier peak the day after tomorrow, they could only use the quenching fluid to quench the medicine bath. The other Dan drugs were not distributed. ”

Lingxiao knew that Lingyun was worried about giving them Dan medicine in advance, which would help them pull out seedlings, to the detriment of the disciples, so he nodded with a smile and said: “Don't worry, Yun, they practice for their father. ”

Ling Yun turned back and looked at the seventy-two disciples: “Now, let's start automatic grouping. Whoever wants to join the group will automatically stand behind him. ”

As a result, Ling Yun didn't finish his sentence, the playground could be messed up immediately. Luo Yucheng, Ma Qianjun and the six guys were robbing people, one by one, the face and neck were rough, nobody let anyone.

This is a martial arts school. After the division, there must be a rivalry between their groups, a ring ring, even a team battle between the groups. It's about ranking and rewards and punishment. Can we not rob people?

Lingyun is also lazy about this. He just looks at it with a smile and lets them compete. He fully follows the concept of respect for the strong.

However, apart from the six pointy ones, the remaining 66 people, even though they have not yet broken through the seventh floor of the day after tomorrow, are also on the sixth floor of the day after tomorrow. The strength of the boundary is not far apart. With the current view of the six guys, it is impossible to pick out who the potential unit is, so the robbery is also based on feeling blind.

Once again, after a while, ten minutes later, the six groups of horses finally split up, standing in six rows, waiting for Ling Yun to continue his training.

Ling Yun said slowly: "Show me. ”

After that, Ling Yun thought moved, the blue shadow flying sword rushed out of the body, instantly became a foot wide, a large blue sword two meters long, in the sun shining bright green light, stagnant void!

Lingyun flew up, then the Kingssword flew. First, the speed was not good, and he turned two large circles over the playground. Then he accelerated suddenly, prompting the lightning shuttle of the flying sword. In the teaching building and dormitory building, he only blinked a dozen times and flew back and forth. Finally, the sky hovered in place, two meters from the ground.

Apart from Lingxiao and Yingdu, those present at this moment, including Tie Xiao Tiger, Lingfeng Lingxue and, of course, the 72 disciples, all look silly.

Tie Xiaohu of course knew that Ling Yun could fly with his sword. Ling Feng, like him, saw Ling Yun's sword fall from the sky on the eighth night, but only once, but he never saw it again. Even more so, he had never seen Ling Yun fly with his sword like this. Therefore, after watching them, they were also shocked!

Of all the people, the most reactive, of course Ling Xue and the seventy-two disciples, they all stared at each other, a stubborn wooden chicken, their eyes slipped, their mouths open enough to plug the next duck egg!

“Wow, brother, you really can fly! ”

Ling Xue returned to God for half a day, and she was so excited that her heart was about to jump out, shouting.

Ling Yun turned his head and blinked in the snow. The voice came in and said: “As long as you practice well, you will too. ”

Ling Xue was going to faint when she heard about happiness.

“See, as long as you are not afraid of suffering and practice well, one day each of you will be able to fly like me, not only mighty, but also like a fairy! ”

Lingyun's voice is not very loud at this moment, but after he performed that, and now the King's sword is empty, every word he says, but he strikes everyone's mind again, it's like he's deaf!

The seventy-second disciple of the Immortal Doctor Gate felt his heart pounding and pounding, almost jumping out, they breathed heavily, too shocked, never dreamed of these.

Especially Luo Yucheng, Ma Qianjun and six others. They stared dead at Ling Yun's foot and stepped on the flying sword. They couldn't even blink their eyes, they couldn't open their eyes.

“Master, we are not afraid of suffering! ”

Seventy-two people howled together, and the sound was all over the sky.

“Okay, just don't be afraid to suffer.” Ling Yun nodded, then he asked with a smile: "Well, today, the first nine, it's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, which one of you wants to go home to Qingshui for the holidays, now you can come forward with me, I can arrange a holiday to let you go home for the holidays. ”

Lingyun is very “large”, very “thoughtful”, reflecting the Master's humanistic care.

However, this was thoughtful after he performed the Royal Sword Flight.

Home for the holidays? With their horrible training speed now, they could be left behind for hours. If they go home for a few days, they wouldn't be dumped?

“Listen in my group, who dares to go home for the holidays and go anywhere you want when you get back, don't get in my group anyway! ”

“Whoever dares to go home, I'll break his three fucking legs! ”

……

Luo Yucheng, Lu Wenlong, Ma Qianjun and others, a man who was in a hurry and threatened his group severely, even swearing words appeared.

After all, they are from Green Dragon, but none of them are good students.

In fact, they didn't have to rush at all, because no one had to go home. Lingyun's sword flight completely inspired these people's enthusiasm.

“In that case, let's all call home and say it, and then this Mid-Autumn Festival, it's all here, I'll spend it with you! ”

The last sentence, suddenly sparked a fierce cheer, but Lingyun immediately said again: “But I'm leaving Beijing City on August 13th, so this Mid-Autumn Festival, we can only pass ahead. Let's choose a day instead of a collision, let's just tonight! ”

Now, Lingyun is no different from the fairy in the hearts of 72 people. He just has to come, it's like a festival for these people. Where else would he care about the day?

So, this evening, Ling Yun people were actually in this martial arts school, accompanied 72 disciples, passed a Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, and everyone was drinking and eating meat in the cafeteria, and had a great time.

These disciples couldn't let him go, so Ling Yun simply stayed here that night, pointing out that they were practicing, and not thick with each other, so they had to answer questions.

'Cause these people are his own soldiers, and they're the real ones!

As a result, Ling Yun spent two days in this martial arts school, eating with these people, pointing them out, promoting emotions. In two days, he has written down the names of all 72 people.

Two days later, on the morning of August 11 of the lunar calendar, Ling Yun accompanied everyone to breakfast, which was only after the seventy-second disciple persevered and left martial arts school and returned to Beijing City.