Although the number of combatants reached more than 3,000, they were all ordinary people. Any cultivator could easily defeat them. For Long Qingchen, of course, it was the same as playing.

Of course, he was not for the purpose of playing, but for the purpose of training the combat skills of these combatants. Therefore, he could not give these combatants a single move, otherwise, he would not be able to achieve the training effect.

Buzz!......

With a casual wave, the dragon immortal power spread out and instantly turned into more than three thousand phantoms, appearing in front of more than three thousand combatants, with each of them having a phantom of him.

"this!......"

"Damn it, is this instructor human or ghost? He can actually transform into more than 3,000 clones, which is comparable to what Sun Wukong has!"...

More than three thousand combatants were stunned and stood there.

Long Qingchen's body was still standing there, carrying his hands on his back, looking at them indifferently, "Don't be distracted, concentrate on fighting with my phantom."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the training venue and into the ears of every combatant.

More than 3,000 combatants were sweating on their foreheads and felt extremely stressed because, this was completely beyond their perception.

Wang Xueli's face was even pale and his whole body was trembling. Just now, he wanted to defeat this "devil"-like instructor, which was ridiculous.

When they found that they were scared and did not dare to take action, Long Qingchen had to take action first. With a thought, more than three thousand phantoms took action at the same time to attack the combatants in front of him.

"No matter whether he is a human or a ghost, he is our instructor anyway. He will not kill us when he trains us. He is afraid of a hammer, so he will hit him."

"superior!"......

These combatants are worthy of being carefully selected elites in the army. When they saw the phantom in front of them, their tough tempers also came up and took action one after another.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......

As a result, more than 3,000 combatants and more than 3,000 phantoms fought one-on-one, fighting fiercely.

As they fought, more than 3,000 combatants discovered something was wrong.

"What's going on? The phantom in front of me seemed to have seen through me completely. It could guess any move I had come up with. It intercepted the move I came up with in advance. How could I fight?"

"The phantom in front of me is like a ghost. It hit me more than ten punches, but I didn't hit it even a single punch."

"The phantom in front of me was very tricky in the action. Every punch hit the acupoints all over my body, causing me to feel extremely painful. I am simply a devil."...

After less than five minutes of fighting, more than 3,000 combatants were beaten to the point of bruising and swollen, and they were all over their bodies, and they didn't know how many punches they had been hit.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......

In less than ten minutes, more than 3,000 combatants were beaten down, without exception. Even if they had absorbed a little spiritual energy, the same was true. They were beaten to lie on the ground and could not get up.

Long Qingchen waved his hand and dispersed more than three thousand phantoms, and looked contemptuous.

"More than 3,000 combatants, fighting with me alone, can't hold on for even ten minutes, they are all waste!"

"I really don't understand why the Special Incident Investigation Bureau raises you group of waste, so it's better to raise more than 3,000 pigs. At least, if the pigs are fattened, they can still kill them to eat meat. What kind of birds are there for raising you?"

He said this on purpose, in order to incite these combatants, to stimulate the potential of these combatants.

waste?

Raising pigs?

Sure enough, when he heard him say this, more than 3,000 combatants' eyes turned red and all became angry.

"You are strong, we admit that, but you can't humiliate us!"

"Not bad, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated!"...

Long Qingchen disdained, "So what if you humiliate you? You are so useless, don't you allow me to say it? If you don't agree, you can get up and knock me down."

"Fuck, I'm not convinced!"

"I'm not convinced either!"

"Everyone get up and fight with him!"...

More than three thousand combatants were furious and got up with difficulty and rushed towards him frantically.

Seeing this scene in his eyes, Bao Yuan shook his head secretly. These combatants were still too young. Before they could see Long Qingchen's intention, Long Qingchen deliberately angered them, and then beat them up again...

Although he guessed Long Qingchen's intention, Bao Yuan was not able to expose it in order to cooperate with the training, so he also got up and rushed towards Long Qingchen.

Buzz!......

Long Qingchen curled his lips, and with a wave of his hand, the Long Xianli transformed into more than three thousand phantoms again, one in front of each combatant.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......

Continue to fight with these combatants.

This time, these combatants were all angry and hit by the phantom. They kept silent and gritted their teeth and persevered.

However, it was only two more minutes longer than before, but in less than twelve minutes, they were all knocked down.

More than 3,000 combatants were lying on the ground in a row, their bodies were swollen, and it was difficult to move. They looked at Long Qingchen, who had not moved before, as if they were looking at the most terrifying demon in the world.

They felt a deep sense of powerlessness in their hearts. The gap was too big, which made them desperate. No matter how brave they were, they were like three-year-olds in front of this instructor.

Long Qingchen took out a pill and threw it to Bao Yuan, saying lightly, "Today's training, I'll be here, take them to the bathhouse, soak this pill in the bath water, so that each of them has to soak for more than an hour."

After saying that, Long Qingchen turned around and left.

He had to go to the sea villa that he was given to him. Of course he didn't have to sleep and it was difficult to practice, because Blue Star's spiritual energy was too thin. If he practiced, he would absorb Blue Star's spiritual energy, causing all Blue Star's plants to perish.

So, a little bored, he casually scratched the wall, the screen lighted up, he lay down on the sofa, watching the program inside the screen.

This is a competition show, mecha competition.

Ten people drove ten mechas and divided two teams to compete in a Grand Canyon.

There were two hosts, one man and one woman, one handsome woman, and the male host smiled and said, "Hello everyone, I am the first clay figure, that is, the first clay figure that Nuwa made when she created humans."

The female host waved her hand gently and smiled, "I am Jiao Weiqin, Qinqin."

The male host raised his voice and said excitedly, "Welcome to watch the 37th Mecha Competition - Finals! The Divine Sword Team vs. Mulan Team!"

The female host continued, "The two teams in this finals are very interesting. The famous Divine Sword Team has won the championship in the finals for three consecutive times. Their mechas use long swords as weapons. I won't introduce this triple-champion team because everyone is too familiar with them."

"Yes."

The male host smiled and said, "Let's focus on introducing the Mulan team. This team is our China team. This team was unknown before and everyone is not familiar with it. From the finals, it broke into the knockout round, and finally reached the finals. It is definitely a dark horse. The most commendable thing is that the five members of this team are all women, women are as good as men, and they are all great beauties!"

"Clay man, wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."

The female host smiled teasingly.

The male host raised his hand, wiped the corner of his mouth, pretending to be angry, "How can you saliva? Qinqin, are you fascinated by the five handsome guys of the Divine Sword Team?"

The female host put her hands under her pointed chin and looked like a silly girl. She smiled and said, "The five members of the Divine Sword Team are indeed all handsome guys. Maybe I was really fascinated by the eyes."

The male host said resentfully, "Qinqin, you have changed. When we went to kindergarten together, you once said that you liked me."

The female host was a little helpless, "Okay, let's talk less, the audience may not be able to wait and don't want to watch us beep here."

The male host smiled and said, "Okay, the two teams are ready and the game has officially begun. Let's follow the 30,000 cameras in the Grand Canyon, without blind spots, and watch this peak showdown throughout!"
Chapter completed!