Supreme Wild Immortal

Two days later.

Chen Feng set off from Yuncheng and headed straight for the border.

At the border camp, Chen Feng's eight special forces soldiers were undergoing extremely brutal combat training.

"Keep going! Don't stop!"

"I know you're all exhausted, both physically and mentally, but you must grit your teeth and persevere! Because your time... is really running out!"

Standing before the crowd, Ye Qingying said sternly, "If I find anyone trying to take advantage of the situation, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

As she spoke, she carried a wooden stick more than half a meter long and lingered around the crowd.

Anyone who dares to slack off will be hit with a stick, leaving them with raw, bleeding skin and in pain for an entire day.

This is the martial arts training Ye Qingying experienced when she was a child. Back then, Zhao Yuanji used a stick to train Ye Qingying, one blow at a time.

"Sister-in-law, can I rest for a while? I... I feel like I can't breathe!" one of the special forces soldiers said repeatedly after being knocked to the ground by his opponent.

Swish!

A wooden stick was immediately pressed against his head, and Ye Qingying said coldly:

"Mad Bull, do you think I've been too lenient with you, or do you think your opponents in this competition will show you mercy?"

"If you don't train properly, I'll show you what true pain and despair are!"

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, the special forces member nicknamed "Mad Bull" quickly got up from the ground and said cautiously, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry, I was just joking."

"You've trained us so hard every day, I certainly wouldn't be ungrateful. Please, please let me go, don't hit me anymore, okay?"

"Enough talk, get to sparring!"

Ye Qingying snorted coldly, her gaze turning quite hostile, and said, "If I ever see you cheating or trying to take advantage of the situation again, I will absolutely not let you off the hook!"

"Yes, yes, sister-in-law, I understand!"

Upon hearing this, Mad Bull immediately went into the circle and continued his rigorous training with his special forces teammates.

laugh!

With the screech of brakes as the wheels screeched against the ground, Chen Feng finally arrived at the camp after more than an hour's drive and strode out of the car.

"team leader!"

"Captain, you're finally back!"

Upon hearing the sound, the eight special forces members immediately turned around in unison.

"What? Now that your captain's back, do you think you don't need to train anymore? All of you, keep practicing! Don't stop!"

Ye Qingying held the stick and shouted sharply.

These words were spoken.

The special forces soldiers, who were initially excited, quickly put on a bitter face and continued their training.

Their usual training is already tough enough, but now with the addition of a special sparring session, the experience is just too intense.

"Oh? Not bad, not bad!"

"Looks like your training intensity has actually increased while I've been away from camp!"

Chen Feng strode forward and said with a smile, "In that case, the remaining special training will be managed by your vice-captain, Qingying."

"What do you guys think?"

boom!

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in uproar.

"No, boss, you absolutely can't abandon us and leave us behind!"

"Yeah, yeah! Boss, we're all willing to follow you and train with you. No matter how tough or tiring it is, we won't have a single complaint!"

"Boss, you came back just in time! If you hadn't come back, I felt like I would have been ruined by the training, or even killed!"

The special forces soldiers who were participating in the training exercise nearby were all sighing and complaining.

Although they all knew that Ye Qingying's training methods were very effective, they were too brutal, and a slight mistake could lead to hidden injuries.

Therefore, they actually preferred to receive Chen Feng's special training, at least it wouldn't harm their bodies.

"Hehe, alright, alright, all of you calm down. Train properly here for now, and tonight I'll brew you a batch of top-grade medicinal soup specifically for healing!"

Chen Feng shook his head with a wry smile, then walked towards Ye Qingying and said with concern, "You've really had a hard time these past few days."

"It's alright, it's a minor issue."

Ye Qingying shook her head, a hint of curiosity on her face, and asked, "Last time at the Southwest military base, you left without saying goodbye. What important matter happened to you?"

"Actually, it's nothing serious. It's just that my Qingfeng Medical Clinic was vandalized some time ago."

Chen Feng recounted all his experiences during this period.

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingying frowned slightly and said with displeasure, "Such a dangerous thing happened on your end, why didn't you tell us beforehand?"

"Although I may not be able to be of much help, I'm willing to fight alongside you!"

"Alright, alright, don't overthink it."

"I didn't tell you this mainly because I hoped you could train hard and strive to win first place in this military skills competition."

Chen Feng gently hugged Ye Qingying, then said, "Now that I'm back safe and sound, nothing happened, right?"

"Don't worry so much. The person in this world who can hurt me hasn't been born yet!"

Chen Feng made a simple joke to put Ye Qingying at ease.

"Oh, okay then!"

Ye Qingying nodded helplessly, and then said:

"If anything happens to you in the future, you must tell me immediately. Even if I can't help much, I'm willing to face it with you!"

"Okay, no problem!"

Chen Feng nodded earnestly in agreement, then gently patted her shoulder and said with a smile, "You stay here and supervise their training, I'll go brew the medicinal soup."

"Um."

Ye Qingying gave a simple reply and then continued to supervise the special training of the special forces members.

It was late at night.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill and regained their strength, they returned to their tents.

Chen Feng led Ye Qingying inside, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked repeatedly:

When will our military skills competition begin?

"Two weeks later."

While making the bed, Ye Qingying said, "A couple of days ago, General Murong came over specifically to say that some of the rules for this year's military competition have been modified."

"Oh? How did you change it?"

Chen Feng looked at Ye Qingying with a puzzled expression and asked her questions repeatedly.

"General Murong said that this military competition will introduce a ranking system with rewards for first place, including not only military merits but also various resources!"

Ye Qingying told him everything she knew.