Wound cleaning, disinfection, treatment, dressing, dressing, everything is done in an orderly manner. The wounds on Han Feng's body were treated one after another, and they were covered with thick bandages. Then, carefully apply healing magic to the bandage. Unlike those that act directly on the body, the magic attached to the bandage will slowly work over a period of time, which will reduce the additional burden of healing on the body.

The medical staff did not choose to directly use magic to directly heal the injuries on Han Feng's body, but after treating it to a certain extent, let the body heal slowly. Because, using magic to force the body to heal is equivalent to overdrawing the life force, which will cause an additional burden on the body, it is better to use the body's self-healing ability as much as possible to let the wound heal slowly. Not only external injuries, but also internal injuries, and after using magic to stabilize the injury, let the injury slowly recover on its own.

If others think about themselves like this, Han Feng will naturally not object. After being treated by medical staff, Han Feng's injury was not accompanied by severe pain, but it still had a dull pain from time to time, and he could only recover after the wound slowly healed. The cool sensation that came from time to time on the magic bandage greatly relieved the physical pain. After the medical staff took care of the wounds on Han Feng's body, they left the lounge and let him rest.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Han Feng sank his mind into the sea of knowledge. The misty ice mana is very thin, which is the result of a large amount of mana consumption, and it can be recovered quickly as long as you meditate. The closer you get to the center of the sea of knowledge, the higher the concentration of mana, and in the most central position, this drop of liquid ice magic is quietly suspended.

After perceiving this drop of liquid magic, the corners of Han Feng's mouth involuntarily curled into a beautiful arc. The transformation of gaseous magic power into liquid magic power was the manifestation of an advanced third-order magic apprentice, indicating that Han Feng had advanced to a third-order magic apprentice. In fact, Han Feng had already felt his breakthrough in the process of the game just now, but he couldn't be sure at that time.

After the magic power returned to its peak state, Han Feng felt the surging magic power in his sea of consciousness. According to his estimates, his magic power has increased at least several times. This powerful feeling made him very intoxicated, and he was deeply immersed in it, eager to try the power of third-order magic immediately.

"Knock knock..."

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a knock on the door of the lounge, and when he opened it, he found a warrior wearing the standard armor of the Angry Waves Legion standing outside the door. Seeing Han Feng, the soldier politely asked, "Excuse me, are you Han Feng?"

"Yes, I'm Han Feng. Han Feng was a little confused about this, and he asked suspiciously, "Is there something wrong?"

"Hello. The warrior smiled slightly and said, "Our general wants to invite you over." ”

"You generals?" Han Feng asked suspiciously, "I don't know, who is the general in your mouth?" I'm just an ordinary magic apprentice, and I don't know any generals!"

Speaking of the general in his mouth, the warrior seemed to be quite admired: "I am the guard responsible for protecting the general of the stormy waves, and the general in my mouth is naturally the famous general of the stormy waves!" Judging from the soldier's expression, he was very proud to be the guardian of this legendary general. However, as a guard, he did not know why the legendary general was looking for him.

Hearing the soldier mention General Feng Futao, Han Feng remembered the Shui Lan Guardian who saved his life at the last moment. Thinking of that water blue guard, Han Feng also wanted to know if it was Feng Futao who saved him, and if so, why would he save such a small person as himself. So, without thinking about it, Han Feng agreed to the soldier's request and went with him to see General Feng Futao.

Han Feng, who was full of doubts, followed behind the warrior. This soldier took Han Feng to turn left and right, and finally came to the door of the dean's office. The soldier looked at Han Feng apologetically and said, "I'm sorry! Because the game outside is not over yet, I can only ask you to wait in the office for a while." ”

Han Feng took a few breaths and smiled, "It's okay! I'll just wait here for a while!"

After arranging Han Feng, the soldier left in a hurry, probably in a hurry to report. Because Han Feng was injured, the two of them walked relatively slowly, so they are in such a hurry now!

After the soldiers who led the way left, Han Feng was left alone in the dean's room. After a while, the door of the dean's room was opened from the outside with a "click", and General Feng Futao walked in from the outside with a few people.

Han Feng hurriedly got up from his chair and saluted respectfully to several people. General Feng waved his hand casually, so that he didn't need to be polite, and then walked straight to the desk and sat on the main seat: "Little guy, you sit too, don't just stand!"

"Yes. Han Feng answered nervously, and then sat down next to several other officers of the Angry Waves Legion. As soon as they sat down, several maids walked in through the door, offered refreshments, and then withdrew.

Seeing that everyone present began to pick up the teacups, Han Feng felt uncomfortable. He was just an ordinary person from a civilian background, and suddenly sitting with these legendary characters would inevitably be at a loss. Just like Ye Gong Haolong said, when the dragon that was hanging on his mouth yesterday really appeared in front of him, I am afraid that most people will be as unbearable as Ye Gong in the story.

"Little one. Feng Futao took a slow sip of tea, then raised his head to look at Han Feng and said, "Seeing that you look absent-minded, do you have a lot of questions in your heart?" Solve your problem first, and then let's talk about why we came to you. ”

Han Feng didn't ask a question immediately, but stood up and formally bowed to him and thanked him: "Under Han Feng, I would like to thank General Feng for saving his life!"

"Oh?" the strange light in Feng Futao's eyes flashed, and then he asked casually, "The grace of saving lives?"

Han Feng smiled slightly, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "General, at the last moment of the battle with Zhou Jin, the sudden appearance of the water blue guardian should be from the general's handwriting, right?" Although it was a question sentence, the tone was extremely affirmative, without the slightest doubt.

Feng Futao chuckled and said, "What a clever little guy! How did you guess that? With your strength, there shouldn't be a way to sense the elemental fluctuations emitted by the old man!"

"The general is overrated. Han Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "Of course I can't feel it, and I don't know who saved me." Now, though, I know. It turned out that he didn't know who saved him at all, but he was suspicious of Feng Futao, so he used words to deceive him.

When the other people present heard this, they couldn't help but laugh out loud. Feng Futao's face was even hotter, he didn't expect that his dignified general, the ninth-order Great Demon Master, would be tricked by a little hairy child. However, he was not annoyed, but gave Han Feng a thumbs up: "Hahahaha! Good boy, even I was blinded by you." ”

However, what I don't understand is that as a general, why would he come to the rescue of me, an ordinary student with low talent? After thanking General Feng Futao again, Han Feng bluntly raised his doubts.

"Isn't that talented?" Feng Futao shook his head, and the other generals also shook their heads and smiled bitterly. If someone like Han Feng is still not talented, then how can you let others live?

Feng Futao picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "The old man saved you just by raising his hands, and you don't need to take it to heart." Even if I don't make a move, someone will do. After all, this is just an ordinary tryout, and no one wants casualties. Okay, let's talk about something else. "That being said, but in actual games, casualties are inevitable. As far as Feng Futao is concerned, there is no obligation to make a move at all, and no one will ask him to make a move.

Although Han Feng still had doubts, he didn't want to say more when he saw the wind and angry waves, and he didn't want to break the casserole and ask to the end: "Since this is the case, then this kind junior will write it down." For the general, I, Han Feng, am only a first-order civilian, and my strength is not on the table, in the future, wherever the general is useful, Han Feng will definitely go to the soup and die!"

"Haha! Refreshing!" When Feng Futao heard this, he couldn't help but praise him: "Just because you dare to say this in front of the old man, you will not be saved in vain." ”

For him, he didn't care about Han Feng's gratitude at all, with his identity, where would he need help from others. What he appreciated even more was Han Feng's courage and the quality of his gratitude and gratitude. Originally, he just took a fancy to Han Feng's fighting talent and cherished his talent, so he would come to the rescue. Unexpectedly, Han Feng's courage and character also satisfied him. Several other generals, hearing Han Feng's answer, also showed appreciative smiles.

As the saying goes, "things gather like and people gather in groups", only people with similar concepts can get together for a long time. The people who can appear here with Feng Futao are all his henchmen, these people, who have followed him in the southern and northern wars for many years, are naturally similar to him in concept, and they also have a great impression of Han Feng.

Han Feng raised his head, looked directly at the wind and waves, and said seriously: "What I don't understand is why the general sent guards to invite me? ”

It was only now that Han Feng could see clearly what the legendary General Feng Fury looked like. When he was in the arena, because the distance was too far, Han Feng could only see a rough outline, and he didn't notice it just now because he was too nervous. This legendary general looks like he is only about seventy years old, but in fact he is almost a hundred years old, and it is only because of his successful cultivation and greatly extended lifespan that he looks so young. The general resolute facial features of the axe and machete are matched with the deep traces left by the years. Although he looked old, General Feng, who had a white beard, did not show the slightest old age, wearing the general uniform of the Xianglong Empire, and there was an inexplicable majesty that made people dare not look at it directly.

"Don't be nervous. Feng Futao waved his hand and said, "This question of yours is the reason why I invited you over." So, I'll just put it together and say okay. ”

"However, before I talk about this, I want to ask you a question: you are about to graduate from the elementary magic academy, do you have any plans for the future?"

"Future?" Han Feng pondered for a while and said, "I originally planned to get an admission invitation to the Higher School of Magic through the Hundred Schools Alliance Competition. However, this is no longer possible. As for the longer-term plan, I haven't thought about it yet. For now, for me, it's just about choosing a high magic academy that suits me and improving my magic skills. Han Feng never doubted whether he could pass the entrance exam of the Higher Academy of Magic. A third-order magic apprentice, even if he takes the entrance exam of the top Higher Magic Academy, he is sure of nine out of ten.

To Han Feng's words, Feng Futao was noncommittal, and his fingers tapped lightly on the table, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he spoke: "Han Feng, have you ever thought about joining the army?"