Feng Xiyao was recovering from her injuries during the break because the second quarter had just passed.

She can't use the power inside her body, but fortunately there will be treatment equipment on the table that rises from below after the training.

The simple little instrument can be used in your hand. Start the instrument and gently sweep it against the wound. You will feel a stinging sensation and it will be cured in less than a minute.

Outside the training ground

Hall watched the process of her treating the wound on the screen. The wound just now looked so dazzling.

After the close combat training began in the third quarter, the avatar took shape. He saw Feng Xiyao's figure moving flexibly like a cat. The avatar was unable to attack several times and could only defend.

It turns out that what Wen Xuan said about her being very powerful is true!

Judging from her fierce attack style, if the avatar were replaced by herself, she would probably not be her opponent!

Hall thought silently.

"You should go back." Wan Ruiying reminded coldly.

Hall looked polite and polite. Hearing this, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he said warmly: "Okay, Feng Xiyao, please take care of me more."

The word 'care' made him frown slightly.

After Hall went out, he opened the Star Network and sent a message to Wen Xuan before returning to his training place.

In the training ground here

Feng Xiyao touched her shoulder and saw blood on her hand.

Looking at the figure opposite who was beaten all over by her, she was about to win, but she didn't know he actually had a weapon!

Too careless!

She glanced for a short time, tore off a corner of her black clothes, and simply tied up her wound.

Then the figure flashed and got entangled with the 'opponent' again.

As soon as Wan Ruiying sent Feng Xiyao's information to the above for investigation, Wen Xuan's message came over.

His hand hung in mid-air for a moment, then he got up and went to a dark place to connect.

"Uncle Wan, long time no see!" came a cheerful male voice from the other side.

Wan Rui spoke in a more respectful tone, "Young Master Wen, you don't have to call me that."

A happy laugh came, "Uncle Wan is still the same as before! Sometimes it's okay to be casual."

Wan Ruiying: "Young Master Wen is joking. Soldiers must not act arbitrarily."

Wen Xuan: "It's really tiring to be like this. It must be very tiring to serve as an instructor for the special training period for the college's freshmen today, and it must be difficult for the freshmen... right? Uncle Wan."

Well……

Wan Ruiying didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only say: "It's the instructor's duty and I don't feel tired. The special training period will be of great help to the new students in improving their physical abilities."

Wen Xuan said "hmm" on the other end, as if she agreed with what he said, "Uncle Wan is a master officer. I would like to know which student is receiving special training to enhance physical abilities at your training ground?

"

The second half of the sentence came out slowly. There was no smile on Wen Xuan's face when he said it, and even his tone was a bit harsh.

Wan Ruiying was speechless for a moment, and then said respectfully: "It's a person named Feng Xiyao, an A-level student, she is very powerful."

After hearing this, Wen Xuan felt a little proud. He was talking nonsense and didn't even look at who he was with often!

"It turns out to be Feng Xiyao! If it's her, could you please Uncle Wan to open a back door for me?" Wen Xuan's voice was filled with laughter again.

Wan Ruiying: "How do you want to open the back door?"

Wen Xuan: "I will start the character projection transmission and watch Feng Xiyao's training process with you. How about it?"

"sure."

After he finished speaking, he turned off the communication. He looked back at the screen behind him, becoming more and more curious.

To allow a big shot like Master Wen Xuan to turn on projection and watch her train, is Feng Xiyao really just because of her 'high level and strong strength'?

Projection teleportation is the physical projection of the initiator into the location of the other party.

This technology is currently only owned by the military and nobles in several major star regions, and the smart cores worn by both parties must be of a high level or above.

Otherwise, transmission cannot be achieved.

Wan Ruiying took off the smart chip and placed it in a better position, so that when Wen Xuan projected it over, he could just see the entire observation deck.

The figure's shadow quickly materialized. At this time, he was wearing pajamas and his brown hair was a little messy. He must have just gotten up from bed.

The amber eyes are very bright, and they quickly take in the surrounding scene.

The surrounding lights of the training ground are dim, and the brightest places are the several large transparent blue screens on their observation deck.

Wan Ruiying took a chair and said, "Master Wen, please sit down."

Wen Xuan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Thank you, Uncle Wan."

Feng Xiyao on the screen passed the third period of training and was using instruments to treat her wounds.

Wen Xuan leaned forward and stretched out his hand to enlarge the screen.

It was found that her hands were bright red, and some wounds still had blood stains. Because she was wearing black clothes, it was not easy to see the blood mixed with black.

But he still discovered a few things with his sharp eyes.

She has been injured a lot in these three sessions of training!

Looking at the bright red on her hand, he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Uncle Wan, was she seriously injured in the first two training sessions?"

Wan Ruiying replied: "She was not injured in the first quarter, but had two small scratches in the second quarter."

Wen Xuan nodded to show understanding, but his eyes followed Feng Xiyao's movements in treating the wound.

Wan Ruiying looked at his focused eyes, pursed her thin lips tightly, and wanted to ask something but stopped moving.

Seeing that Feng Xiyao had finished treating all the wounds, Wen Xuan turned to look at him and asked, "Did Uncle Wan have anything to say to me just now?"

Wan Ruiying hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Young Master Wen, how long have you known Feng Xiyao?"

"Less than half a month." Wen Xuan answered truthfully, "What's wrong?"

"What do you think of her as a person?"

"She is a very nice person and gets along well with me."

"Does she usually behave suspiciously?"

"No, why does Uncle Wan ask like this?"

"Don't get me wrong," Wan Ruiying called up the video of Feng Xiyao that Hall had seen on another screen and said, "I don't have any bad intentions towards your friend, but there are some aspects of her that make me uncomfortable.

Have to care."

After watching the video, Wen Xuan praised it in surprise: "It's amazing! Uncle Wan should have sent me this video earlier!"

Wan Ruiying coughed lightly and said, "Don't you think her skills are a bit too good?"

After a brief silence, Wen Xuan motioned for him to continue.

"According to my estimation, her skills require at least fifteen years of hard training in a severe environment. Master Wen, how could such a person come out of a very remote small planet like Amelia!"

"What if she immigrated?"

"If she immigrated, where did she live before? Her personal information shows that her race is superhuman. Did she immigrate from the big star field to the small planet before?"

Wen Xuan pondered for a moment, curved his mouth, looked at him with clear amber eyes, and said, "This is also possible!"
Chapter completed!