Chapter 552: Little Competition at the End of the Month
"The eagle strikes the sky, the fish flies to the bottom, look at me - group, fight against the sky!"
"There are fierce tigers on the land and dragons on the sea. Only our two regiments can capture the dragon and subjugate the tiger!"
"Revitalize China, love our three regiments, fight bravely, and create glory!"
"The proud sons of the four regiments, the elites in the army, soar with great force and march forward bravely!"
"..."
Chen Wen once saw tens of thousands of people cheering for him, and the loud and high-pitched cheers were like mountains roaring and tsunami roaring.
In comparison, the number of 6,000 members of the New Armed Forces seemed very small. However, Chen Wen felt a strong energy amidst the high-pitched slogans that injected spirit.
It seems that if there is a mountain in front of them, they can move it away!
It seems that if there is a sea in front of them, they can fill it up!
It seems that if the sky is broken before their eyes, they can make up for it.
"This is our people's army!"
Stepping towards the viewing seats where the instructors and others were watching the competition, Chen Wen looked at the energetic soldiers below and couldn't help but feel proud of his status as an instructor of the New Armed Forces.
Monk Shi Zhen on the side did not pay attention to the soldiers shouting slogans, but looked at Chen Wen and greeted: "Instructor Chen, one month has passed. I wonder how your regiment's training is going?"
He knew that Chen Wen had not been together for half a month.
He had already thought of the scene where Fan Hua was greatly disappointed by the group in the small competition, and then Chen Wen was held accountable.
Chen Wen came to his senses after hearing this and replied with a smile: "Not bad. The soldiers in the group train hard. They make me worry so much."
Although he did not know the training situation of the other three regiments, Chen Wen did not feel that he, the founder of martial arts, would be weaker than others in teaching martial arts.
Besides, he also asked the spiritual chef Abao to do it himself.
If he loses like this, Chen Wende wonders if the other instructors are also cheating!
"oh?"
Monk Shi Zhen was a little surprised by Chen Wendanding's answer. This expression and answer were obviously not the picture and answer he had expected in his mind when he came to say hello.
After thinking about it for a while, Monk Shi Zhen still chose to trust his own judgment and said, "Then I will wait and see. I hope the soldiers in the group can surprise us."
"It's easy to talk about."
Chen Wen responded casually.
He didn't really think about it, and his attention was mainly on observing the other instructors.
The first thing he noticed was the heavy-backed man in front of him on the left. There was an indelible smell of blood on this man.
Sensing the gaze of others, Wu Lang turned around and nodded when he saw it was Chen Wen.
Wu Lang was taught by Chen Fan. Although Chen Fan did not accept him as his disciple, he always treated him as a teacher.
Chen Wen was the instructor recommended by Chen Fan, so Wu Lang had good intentions toward him.
Seeing this, Chen Wen also smiled and nodded.
He had always admired the soldiers in the army, and the smell of blood on Wu Lang's body was the soldier's medal of merit.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Wen looked at the tall monk in front of Monk Shi Zhen.
Chen Wenwen thought that Monk Shi De was a kind-hearted master, but in fact he thought too much.
The monk Shi De in front of me is more than two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. Maybe he can really bulge into the character "εΎ·".
The last thing that caught Chen Wen's attention was an old Taoist priest with long hair that was half white and half black. The face of an old Taoist who was more than a hundred years old had no wrinkles at all, and his whole body was full of vitality, which was amazing.
Chen Wen noticed the familiar energy, walked towards the old Taoist priest and said, "Hello, Master Qingyuan!"
When the young old Taoist priest saw Chen Wen, he also smiled and said hello: "Hello, instructor Chen!"
Chen Wen lowered his voice and said: "Shen Zhao Jing?"
Master Qingyuan glanced at Chen Wen in surprise, nodded and said: "Young friend Chen also knows about this magical skill? If Chen Fan hadn't sent this magical skill, the old master would have been buried in the ground by now."
Chen Wen nodded when he heard the words, and then said to him: "Can you communicate with the real person someday? I think the real person's understanding of the Shen Zhao Sutra is far beyond the ordinary."
The martial arts practiced by Qingyuan Zhenren should be the Shenzhao Sutra, but Chen Wen found that the Shenzhao Sutra had been modified by him into a magical skill suitable for him, which seemed to have the effect of rejuvenating the youth.
Chen Wen didn't need it, but he wanted to prepare for his parents at home.
After listening to Chen Wen's words, Taoist Master Qingyuan immediately regarded Chen Wen as a martial arts expert of the same level, nodded and said: "This is also what the Taoist wishes."
While he was talking, everyone had already walked to the arranged auditorium.
It was said to be an auditorium, but in fact it was just a series of stone stairs. Fortunately, no one was mysophobic and they all sat down calmly.
When they took their seats, the three chairs on the podium were quickly filled.
As soon as the time came, Fan Hua stood up and said: "Okay, this is the end of the first month of training. Now let's invite the soldiers of the fourth regiment to show their training results."
After finishing speaking, Fan Hua sat back down and motioned to the host on the rostrum.
despair!
The host stamped his feet and gave him a military salute, then turned to face the soldiers of the fourth regiment and saluted in the same manner, and then said loudly: "Before the whole army competition, the results of the overall strength of the team will be announced first."
When Chen Wen and other instructors heard this, their backs straightened immediately and their faces became serious.
"First, fourth place..."
After hearing the host's words, many people at the instructor's bench turned their attention to Chen Wen, and the soldiers on the field also looked at him in unison.
Chen Wenwan was in office for half a month, and during that period he was no longer in the base for another half month. These were all public matters in Secret Realm No. 1 Middle School, so everyone almost unanimously believed that the overall strength of the team was at the bottom.
"The Second Regiment of the New Armed Forces Army!"
As the host finished speaking, the scene suddenly went into an uproar.
"How can it be?"
"The host made the wrong announcement?"
"Shouldn't it be a ball?"
"..."
Monk Shizhen's eyes were as wide as bells, and he couldn't believe what he heard.
The people in the second group originally looked at the people in the first group with regret and gloating.
However, at this moment, their eyes all became extremely confused.
They believe that their efforts will never be the same, and if the instructor's level is almost the same, they will never fall behind.
But now, they have become the bottom team.
This made their eyes become blank.
The soldiers of the Third and Fourth Regiments didn't react that much, but they looked at the First Regiment with surprise.
The two people in the group were equally surprised, but after the surprise, they were even more surprised.
The host did not stop because of everyone's surprise. He continued to announce the results calmly.
"Third place, the Third Regiment of the Xinwu Army!"
Monk Shi Zhen naturally couldn't suppress the shock in his heart and burst out: "How could it be?"
He never expected that the three regiments he and his senior brother Master Shi De taught wholeheartedly would rank third.
You must know that both he and Shi De have taught Shaolin monks. They are not only outstanding in strength, but also have rich teaching experience.
He did not believe that Chen Wen, a young man who was less than 20 years old, was superior to him and his senior brothers in terms of martial arts teaching.
"Second place, the Fourth Regiment of the New Armed Forces Army!"
As the host finished speaking, all the Xinwu Army present, including the first regiment of the Xinwu Army whose results had not yet been announced, opened their mouths wide in surprise, looking as if they were petrified.
Although the results of the host have not yet been announced, the rankings of the four groups have already appeared.
There is no doubt that the overall strength of the First Regiment of the Xinwu Army ranks first!