My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Sun Zhengfei seemed to suddenly realize something.

Because he could sense something familiar about Yang Feng.

It is powerful and mysterious, yet seems friendly.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "I guess so. Senior Qingtian did have some expectations of me, but now..."

He was a little helpless.

Now Yang Feng himself doesn’t know whether he can do what Qingtian expects.

But what is different from before is that Yang Feng is now very clear about one thing.

That is, if you can't do it, no one else can do it.

Yang Feng might have been a little indecisive in the past, but now he obviously has absolute confidence in his own abilities.

Sun Zhengfei sensed Yang Feng's helplessness and said, "With your strength, you don't have to worry about this anymore. I think you can do it."

“I used to feel that way.”

Yang Feng recalled the last time he saw Sima Shan and shook his head, "Forget it, let's not talk about this."

Sun Zhengfei looked at Yang Feng in confusion, but then he said, "Instructor Yang, is your master Senior Qingtian?"

"Ok?"

"I've heard about you."

Sun Zhengfei was not shy about it, but his tone was very respectful.

He is older than Yang Feng, but Sun Zhengfei is different from ordinary people.

After feeling Yang Feng's strength, he knew very well how to speak.

Yang Feng shook his head and said, "No, but Senior Qingtian is very important to me."

"I understand."

Sun Zhengfei nodded.

Yang Feng looked at him and said, "I see that your spiritual power is different from that of ordinary people. You must have absorbed a lot of special auras from nature, so that's why it's like this, right?"

"Yes, I was lucky enough to find records about Senior Qingtian in my family."

Sun Zhengfei said, explaining: "Senior Qingtian used to have a very good relationship with our Sun family, so he once left us some methods of cultivation. I also practiced according to his methods, so I can be sensitive to things in the fourteen weeks."

"I see."

Yang Feng nodded and said with a smile: "This is a good thing."

"But you should know that I am dull and incompetent. In fact, my strength is relatively weak among these instructors."

Sun Zhengfei's helpless expression.

Yang Feng looked at him and said, "In fact, you haven't reached the point where you need to talk about your qualifications. After all, not everyone will realize their talents when they are young."

"what do you mean……"

"Nothing, but your perception martial arts skills should also be learned from Senior Qingtian, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, if the people from Shanhe really invade, you might play a very important role."

Yang Feng said.

Sun Zhengfei was surprised at first.

He felt that he could make a difference.

But then, Sun Zhengfei showed a helpless expression again and said, "Actually, you and Instructor Murong can't use me at all."

"No, you'll be useful."

"what do you mean?"

Sun Zhengfei looked at him in confusion.

Yang Feng had already straightened up at this time, broke a branch next to him, and reached a yellow land in the distance.

Because the big rocks were pushed away, a piece of wasteland was exposed here.

Sun Zhengfei followed behind Yang Feng and watched him write dozens of words on the ground with a branch.

Sun Zhengfei looked at it and his expression gradually changed from calm to incredible.

"This is!"

Sun Zhengfei opened his eyes wide.

He felt that the words on it were very familiar to him.

This is a martial art, but Sun Zhengfei has a sense of déjà vu.

"The reason why you were able to learn the cultivation method left by Senior Qingtian is because of yourself."

Yang Feng put down the branch and said with a smile: "But I think these things should be very useful to you."

"This is a martial art, but..."

Sun Zhengfei felt that this was not a simple perception martial art.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "If you can learn it, maybe you can play a role in this training camp that ordinary people can't imagine."

"Yes, thank you Instructor Yang!"

Sun Zhengfei was excited.

Yang Feng glanced into the distance and said, "I'm going back first. You can take a rest here."

He turned and headed back toward where the crowd was lined up.

At this time, under Murong Wan's arrangement, the instructors have begun to disperse from all directions to familiarize themselves with the environment, while also examining the next procedures in advance.

There are a total of four assessments in this training camp.

After these four rounds of assessment, the person who is selected at the end can go to the vicinity of Zhuge’s house and obtain that trace of dragon energy.

Murong Wan waited there.

It was not until Yang Feng returned to the side that he asked, "You seem to be interested in that person?"

"Well, he has some relationship with Senior Qingtian."

Yang Feng agreed casually, looked around, and said, "Where is Senior Zhuge?"

"He just went to the front with his men to check the barrier and the surrounding situation."

"Well, although we have checked it, we should still let everyone see it for the sake of fairness."

Yang Feng nodded.

Seeing Yang Feng's relaxed look, Murong Wan asked, "Did Guiguzi really say that you would fight with the river here?"

"He just said I would have a fight with the river."

Yang Feng said with a relaxed tone and a smile: "But where is it? It's hard to say."

"you……"

Murong Wan seemed to understand something from Yang Feng's words.

Yang Feng seemed to be nonchalant.

But he found that there seemed to be some worry in Murong Wan's eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Are you afraid that I can't beat him?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Murong Wan nodded and said, "Be careful."

"Don't worry, it's all right."

Yang Feng didn't seem to care.

Murong Wan did not continue to say anything, but just said: "Senior Guiguzi is very extraordinary, his predictions may all be correct."

"If they are all right, then it's not bad."

"what?"

"He said at least we could stay alive."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "But when that time comes, I won't know if I'm lucky to be alive."

The tone of his next sentence gradually lowered, as if he was thinking about a scene in the future.

The conversation between the two was simple and neither of them went on.

Yang Feng just raised his head and glanced at the sun.

It's noon now.

He knew that Guiguzi had said he would come to watch his fight with He.

I just don't know where he is now.

The training camp is still in full swing.

But in the desert.

The Shanhe headquarters here seems a bit lonely.

It is rare for such a large number of people from Shanhe to be sent out.

In addition to the fact that most of them returned to the Sima family, the number of Shanhe members left here is less than half of the past.

But even so, the power here is still so strong that it is hard for ordinary people to imagine.