In the training room.

Wu Hang, Chu Xiong and Han Jian stood side by side, with a nervous look, as if the freshman was about to undergo the assessment.

Xiaoqian was sitting on a swing specially customized for her, eating lollipops in her mouth. Looking at this scene, her pretty face was full of anticipation.

She really wanted to know what these three guys would be taught a lesson by Chen Bufan?

Wu Hang and the other two were so angry that they gritted their teeth when they saw Xiaoqian's gloating. If it weren't for Xiaoqian being the only girl in the Tianlong team and the boss was there, they would have wanted to clean up her.

Chen Bufan stood in front of Wu Hang and the other two, smiled slightly, and said not too much, straight to the point: "Let's start."

"Boss, let me agree first, and you are not allowed to use ancient martial arts power."

Wu Hang hurriedly reminded.

"Nonsense, if I use the strength of ancient martial arts, you three will have already flown into the sky."

Chen Bufan curled his lips angrily, what kind of sand sculpture is this?

Wu Hang breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and then thought about it. He seemed to be too happy.

Even without ancient martial arts, Chen Bufan's own strength is far above the three of them.

They don’t even need to know that they have already lost, and the only thing they are uncertain is how long they can last.

Chen Bufan glanced at the three of them and said, "You last last time you lasted for two minutes. I hope this time, you can break through... two and a half points."

"Puff."

Xiaoqian, who was standing beside her, couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard this.

Chen Bufan's words seem to be a bit too damning.

"..." Wu Hang and the other two were even more crying. As formal members of Tianlong, they were all like masters in any place, but in Chen Bufan's hands, they could only last for two minutes, which was a bit too dismal.

"Okay, don't talk much, hurry up and start."

Chen Bufan urged.

"Boss, I offended you!"

Wu Hang and the other two looked at each other, no longer hesitated, and a powerful aura suddenly burst out from them.

The next moment, the three of them rushed out in an extremely fast speed, and they approached Chen Bufan in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Chen Bufan nodded with satisfaction. He could clearly feel that the strength of Wu Hang and the other two had been greatly improved compared to before.

Of course, this is nothing to Chen Bufan.

"I'll do it first!"

Chu Xiong shouted, and his figure first appeared in front of Chen Bufan. His eyes burst out with splendor, and his right hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and he punched Chen Bufan hard.

"Boss, take me a punch!"

His punch almost used all his strength.

Chen Bufan once warned them many times that they must use all their strength when fighting with him.

Because respecting your opponent is the most basic truth.

Chen Bufan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said slowly: "Then let's touch each other."

After the words came, Chen Bufan also raised his right hand, slapped it out with a palm, colliding heavily with Chu Xiong's fist.

Bang! A dull collision sounded, and Chu Xiong's face changed suddenly. He felt that his punch seemed to hit the steel. A powerful aura hit him, shocking him backwards, almost falling to the ground.

In this palm, Chen Bufan not only did not use the strength of ancient martial arts, but also only used five points of strength.

Although Chen Bufan asked Chu Xiong and the others to use all their strength, he did not do so himself.

Because he was worried that if he tried his best, these three guys would probably not be able to hold on for a minute... The name of the Dragon King of China is not something that can be compromised.

"Look at me!"

A shout sounded, and the second one appeared in front of Chen Bufan was Han Jian who wanted to hug him before.

However, Han Jian at this moment was completely different from the usual ladies. He looked serious and held a sharp Mitsubishi military spear in his hand and suddenly stabbed Chen Bufan.

Han Jian is best at close-fitting weapons, which can be called the entire Tianlong and even the top sword-playing expert among the three armies of China.

It is no exaggeration to say that in many cases, the sword in Han Jian's hand is more lethal than the gun! Swish! A cold light suddenly appeared. In the blink of an eye, Han Jian's body appeared in front of Chen Bufan like a ghost, and swung it out with a knife.

"The knife is faster than before."

Seeing this, Chen Bufan nodded with satisfaction, then the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and one side of his body easily dodged away.

Han Jian's expression changed slightly, but there was no drag on it, and he cut through it with another knife.

This time, Chen Bufan took action faster than him! At the moment when Han Jian fired his sword, Chen Bufan seemed to have expected it, and his eyes flashed with a splendor, and his right hand suddenly poked out, holding it on Han Jian's wrist.

"It's over!"

Han Jian couldn't help but shout, realizing that the situation was not good, he subconsciously wanted to retreat.

Because he knew that once Chen Bufan approached him, he would be half as failure.

Although Han Jian's reaction was very fast, he was still one step late after all.

Chen Bufan gently raised his palm, as if he was using magic, and lifted the Mitsubishi military spear in his hand into the air. He grabbed it and then flashed. The Mitsubishi military spear in his hand also stayed in an inch in front of Han Jian’s neck in the blink of an eye.

If this were on the battlefield, it would be obvious that the knife had already stabbed in without any mercy.

Feeling the chill from the front of his neck, Han Jian couldn't help but tremble all over and waved his hand and said, "Hehe, boss, I admit defeat, admit defeat..." Chen Bufan smiled faintly, put down the Mitsubishi military stab in his hand, and said, "It's good to perform, the sword technique is more sharp and faster than before."

"Hehe, thank you for your praise."

Han Jian smiled, but felt extremely helpless in his heart. He thought that no matter how sharp or fast his sword technique was, it would be useless in front of Chen Bufan.

After all, the difference in strength between the two is too great, and they cannot catch up with it at this time.

Chen Bufan patted Han Jian on the shoulder, then ignored him, looked at Wu Hang on the side, and said, "Wu Hang, why are you still standing there?

Hurry up."

"Boss, do you have to go? Can I admit defeat..." Wu Hang smiled bitterly, thinking that Chu Xiong and Han Jian, two close-kill masters, were defeated so easily by Chen Bufan. What he is best at is shooting skills. This kind of close-kill fighting is really a loss for him.

"How could a member of Tianlong give in to the word "Tianlong"?

Chen Bufan shook his head without hesitation, glanced at Wu Hang, as if he could see his hesitation, and smiled faintly, saying, "I almost forgot that you are the best gunman in the Tianlong. Since that's the case, then use what you are best at."

"What?"

When he heard this, not only Wu Hang, but also Chu Xiong, Han Jian and Xiao Qian on the side, all of whom were shocked.

What Wu Hang is best at, what does this mean?

You know, what Wu Hang is best at is his marksmanship.

"Boss, you, you are..." Wu Hang was extremely surprised and did not react for a moment.

Chen Bufan could understand their shock, waved his hand and said, "I said, use what you are best at, that is, shoot me, do you understand?"

"Boss, stop kidding, how could I shoot you?"

Wu Hang shook his head repeatedly and said seriously: "Boss, you forgot that what you said to us once, you must not point the gun at your teammates."

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm practicing now, the situation is different."

Chen Bufan came to Wu Hang and said, "Hurry up, don't waste time. Don't you believe in my strength?"

"No, that's not what I mean."

Wu Hang shook his head repeatedly. Of course he didn't mean that. Chen Bufan, as the captain of the Tianlong and the Dragon King of China, was a god-like figure. How dare he question Chen Bufan's strength?

However, he really couldn't do it by letting him shoot Chen Bufan... "Wu Hang, can you be quicker?"

Chen Bufan looked impatient.

Seeing Chen Bufan's sign of being angry, Wu Hang gritted his teeth and had to compromise, nodded and said, "Boss, are you sure?

If you don’t use ancient martial arts, you may be so short distance..." "Don’t worry, since I dare to let you do this, I will be sure to deal with it."

Chen Bufan said calmly.

"Okay, boss, then I offended you."

Seeing Chen Bufan's confident expression, Wu Hang also took the initiative, turned around and came to the side, picked up the sniper rifle he usually practiced, aimed the scope at Chen Bufan about ten meters away, and loaded the bullet... "Boss, be careful."

Seeing this, Xiaoqian and others on the side knew that they could not stop Chen Bufan, so they had to hurriedly remind him, with a strong tone in their tone.

If Chen Bufan could use his ancient martial arts strength, they were not worried that Chen Bufan would be able to cope with it, because as far as they knew, Chen Bufan had extremely high attainments in ancient martial arts and was now a real master.

With the strength of a great master, it is no difficulty to avoid bullets, even if you stop them.

But the situation is different now. Chen Bufan has said before that he will not display his ancient martial arts power.

In other words, he must rely entirely on his own abilities to avoid the attack of a top gunman.

This difficulty is too great.

"Don't worry, I have my own sense."

Feeling the concerns of Xiaoqian and others, Chen Bufan smiled and nodded, still looking as usual.
To be continued...