Feng Xiyao is recuperating during the rest time because she has just passed the second quarter.

She couldn't use the strength in her body, but luckily there was a healing device on the table that rose from below after the training.

The streamlined little instrument can be used by yourself in your hand, and when you activate the instrument and gently sweep it against the wound, the stinging sensation comes, and it is cured in less than a minute.

Outside the training grounds

Hall watched on the screen as she was healing her wound, how the wound looked and was glaring.

After the hand-to-hand combat training began in the third quarter, the virtual character was formed, and he saw Feng Xiyao's figure moving flexibly like a cat, and the virtual character had no way to attack several times, so he could only defend.

It turns out that Wen Xuan said that she is very powerful, which is true!

Looking at her ruthless way of shooting, if the virtual character is replaced by herself, it is estimated that she will not be her opponent!

Hall thought silently.

"It's time for you to go back." Wan Ruiying reminded in a cold voice.

Hall looked polite, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked into a shallow smile, and he said softly: "Okay, Feng Xiyao will trouble you to take care of it." ”

The word 'caretake' made his brow furrow imperceptibly.

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

This is inside the training ground

Feng Xiyao touched the position of his shoulder, the blood on his hand.

Looking at the figure on the other side who was beaten and covered in injuries by her, she was about to win, but who knew that he still had a weapon!

Careless!

She glanced at her for a short time, tore off the corner of her black clothes, and wrapped her wound briefly.

After that, the figure flickered, and it became entangled with the 'opponent'.

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

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

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

Wan Rui's English tone was a lot more respectful, "Wen Shao, you don't have to call me that. ”

Happy laughter came, "Uncle Wan is still the same as before!" Sometimes it's okay to be casual. ”

Wan Ruiying: "Wen Shao laughed, soldiers can't be casual. ”

Wen Xuan: "That's really tiring. It must be very tiring to serve as the instructor of the special training period for the freshmen of the academy today, and it must be very difficult for the freshmen...... Right? Uncle Wan. ”

Belch......

Wan Ruiying didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only say: "The instructor's duty is not to feel tired." The special training period will be of great help to the physical abilities of the new students. ”

Wen Xuan said a few 'um' on the other end, as if he agreed with his words, "Uncle Wan is the bishop, I want to know which student is receiving special training to enhance physical abilities in your training ground?" ”

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

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

Wen Xuan felt a little proud in his heart after hearing this, talking nonsense, and he didn't look at who he was often with!

"It turned out to be Feng Xiyao! If it's her, can you trouble Uncle Wan, can you help me open a back door?. Wen Xuan's voice was dyed with a smile again.

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

Wen Xuan: "I will turn on the character projection teleportation and watch Feng Xiyao's training process with you." What do you think? ”

"Absolutely."

He finished and turned off the com. Looking back at the screen behind me, I became more and more curious.

To let a big man like Young Master Wen Xuan turn on the projection teleportation to watch her train, is Feng Xiyao really just a reason for 'high level and strong strength'?

Projection teleportation is the materialization of the initiator into the location of the other party.

This kind of technology is currently only possessed by the military and nobles of a few major star fields, and the wisdom cores worn by both sides must be high-level or above.

Otherwise, the delivery cannot be achieved.

Wan Ruiying took off the wisdom core and put it in a good position, and when Wen Xuan projected it, he could just see the entire observation table.

The phantom of the character quickly materialized, and at this time he was wearing pajamas, and his coffee-colored hair was a little messy, he should have just gotten up from bed.

The amber eyes are bright and quickly sweep the surrounding scene into view.

The perimeter of the training ground was dimly lit, and the brightest place was a few large transparent blue screens on their observation deck.

Wan Ruiying took a chair, "Wen Shao, please take a seat." ”

Wen Xuan squinted and smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Wan." ”

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

Wen Xuan leaned forward and reached out to enlarge the screen.

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

But he still found a few places with a sharp eye.

She has not been injured in these three training sessions!

Looking at the bright red in her hand, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

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

Wan Ruiying replied: "She was not injured in the first quarter, and there were two small abrasions in the second quarter. ”

Wen Xuan nodded in understanding, but his eyes kept moving with Feng Xiyao's movements in treating the wound.

Wan Ruiying looked at him with a focused gaze, her thin lips pursed, and she wanted to ask something but stopped moving.

Wen Xuan saw that Feng Xiyao had finished treating all the wounds, so he turned his head to look at him, "Uncle Wan had something to say to me just now?" ”

Wan Ruiying hesitated for a moment and asked, "Wen Shao, how long have you known Feng Xiyao?" ”

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

"What do you think of her?"

"She's a very nice person, and she gets along well with me."

"Is there anything suspicious about her?"

"No, why did Uncle Wan ask that?"

"Don't get me wrong," Wan Ruiying called up the video of Feng Xiyao that Hall had shown to Hall on another screen, and said, "I don't mean anything bad about your friend, but there are some aspects of her that I have to care about." ”

Wen Xuan praised the video in surprise after watching it: "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 little too good?" ”

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

"As far as I can tell, she would have to practice hard for at least fifteen years, in a grim environment. Wen Shao, how could such a person come out of a very remote small planet like Amelia! ”

"What if she emigrated?"

"If she had migrated, where did she live before? Her personal information shows that her race is transhuman, could it be that she immigrated from the big star field to the small planet before? ”

Wen Xuan pondered for a moment, the corners of his mouth curved, and his clear amber eyes looked at him, saying, "This is also possible!" ”

Wan Ruiying choked for a moment, and said without giving up: "Didn't you suspect that she might be a spy?" ”