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The three strolled slowly along the street, with Wu Feng accompanying Li Qinglu and Wu Xingyun as they browsed the street stalls.

I bought some small trinkets and tried some local snacks—soft and glutinous sugar cakes, savory meat buns, and refreshing plum juice.

Wu Feng let Li Qinglu and Wu Xingyun try everything first before eating it himself.

Li Qinglu ate with great relish, her face full of joy. Every now and then, she would tug at Wu Feng's sleeve, pointing at the novelties on the street and chattering away.

Wu Xingyun remained quiet, occasionally accepting snacks from Wu Feng, her expression softening slightly.

The three of them strolled through the entire street all morning, surrounded by the hustle and bustle of the city.

Before we knew it, it was noon. The sun was high overhead, and the sunlight became quite scorching. The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased.

Wu Feng glanced at the sky and said, "It's noon. Let's go back to the inn. I have to participate in the martial arts test this afternoon. You all go back to your rooms and rest well. Don't go out."

Li Qinglu nodded, the joy on her face gradually fading, replaced by a hint of worry. She said softly, "Wu Lang, you must be careful."

Wu Xingyun also looked up at Wu Feng, his eyes filled with a hint of concern that was not easily detected. He gave a soft "hmm" as a kind of advice.

Without saying anything more, the two walked towards the backyard of the inn and returned to the backyard.

Li Qinglu took a few steps, then turned back to look at Wu Feng, a faint smile on her lips, and waved: "Wu Lang, we'll be waiting for you to come back."

Wu Xingyun glanced back, then quickened his pace and went into their respective rooms with Li Qinglu.

Wu Feng watched the two return to their room, and only after both doors were closed did he turn around and walk into his own main room.

He closed the door, walked to the bedside and sat down. Without the slightest hesitation, he opened the game interface and tapped the "Log Off" button with his fingertip.

The hatch slid open, Wu Feng opened his eyes, sat up, and jumped out of the game pod, using the edge as leverage.

I went out onto the balcony, opened the washing machine lid, took out the clothes one by one, shook out the wrinkles, and then hung them on the clothes rack on the balcony. The clothes swayed gently in the breeze, carrying the fresh scent of laundry detergent.

After hanging up the clothes, he picked up his phone and keys, opened the door, and went outside.

I pushed out my electric scooter parked on the first floor, put on my helmet, started the engine, and headed towards the nearby pork trotter restaurant.

Before long, we arrived at the pig's feet rice restaurant. The restaurant was small but very clean. There were several tables set up at the entrance, and a few diners were already eating. The air was filled with the rich aroma of pig's feet, which was very tempting.

Wu Feng parked his electric scooter, walked into the restaurant, found a seat by the window, and called out to the owner, "Boss, one order of braised pork knuckle rice, extra sauce, please."

"Okay!" the boss replied, and soon brought over a plate of braised pork trotters with rice.

A full bowl of rice, topped with a large piece of braised pork knuckle with a bright red color, the skin is tender and the meat is soft, the braising sauce is thick and rich, and it is also served with a small portion of green vegetables, the aroma is irresistible.

Wu Feng picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily. The pig's trotters were tender and fell off the bone, with a rich braising sauce. Mixed with rice, each bite was incredibly satisfying.

He ate while drinking the soup, which was refreshing and helped to cut through the greasiness. In no time, he finished the whole bowl of pork trotter rice.

After a hearty meal, Wu Feng took out his phone to scan the QR code to pay the bill, got up and left the restaurant, hopped on his electric scooter, and slowly made his way back to his accommodation.

Back at my lodgings, I walked to the gaming pod, opened the hatch, and lay down inside.

The hatch slowly closed, and my consciousness sank again, entering the game. The sun outside the window had already begun to set in the west, and there was still half an hour before the start of the retest.

Wu Feng got up, straightened his clothes, put on his bamboo hat, pulled down the brim, and pushed open the door to walk out of the inn.

The number of pedestrians on the street has increased again, most of them heading towards the South City Training Ground. They are either there to watch the martial arts retest or to participate in the retest.

Wu Feng mingled in the crowd and walked towards the training ground.

The straw hat covered most of his face, revealing only his sharply defined jawline.

He exuded a calm and reserved aura, standing out from the noisy crowd around him.

Soon they arrived at the South City Training Ground. At the entrance, soldiers stood neatly on both sides, checking the martial arts test tokens of the participating players in an orderly manner.

Wu Feng stepped forward and handed over his wooden plaque. The soldier glanced down at it, recognized it as the plaque for advancing to the second round, and stepped aside to let him in.

Wu Feng nodded without saying a word and walked straight into the training ground.

The training ground was even more lively than during the preliminary examination. In the center of the training ground, eight arenas, each two zhang square, were erected, and the flags of the Great Song Dynasty were planted around them.

The wind blew, and the flags fluttered in the wind, exuding a chilling atmosphere.

In a corner of the training ground, players who had advanced to the second round were crowded together, some with their eyes closed, adjusting their breathing and conserving their energy.

Some were discussing their opponents' strength in hushed tones, their expressions grave;

Some paced back and forth, appearing somewhat nervous.

Wu Feng glanced around, found a relatively quiet corner, and stood there with his hands behind his back.

He stared calmly at the arena in front of him, his expression indifferent, as if all the noise around him had nothing to do with him.

Meanwhile, the official live stream room of "Jianghu Dream" was already buzzing with excitement.

Countless players stayed in front of their screens, watching the various scenes in the live stream. The barrage of comments scrolled rapidly, densely packed, almost covering the entire screen.

The official live stream is divided into multiple screens, each broadcasting the battles from different arenas.

When the camera panned to Wu Feng, who was standing in the corner with his hands behind his back, the barrage of comments instantly became denser, and the discussion reached its peak.

"Here he comes! It's that mysterious big shot!"

"My god, the boss is still the same as ever, standing with his hands behind his back, he's so cool!"

"This is outrageous! It's already the second round of interviews, and I still haven't seen him bring a weapon. Does he really not use weapons?"

"Nonsense, he killed everyone in the first round with a single move, crushing his opponents even without weapons. If he used weapons, would anyone else even survive?"

"I'm curious what weapon this master uses. Is it a sword or a knife? Or is he skilled in hand-to-hand combat?"

"No matter what they use, this guy's skill level is absolutely top-tier. I bet he can make it to the finals!"

A barrage of comments scrolled rapidly, some expressing amazement, some speculating, and others making jokes.

All eyes were focused on the figure wearing a straw hat and standing in the corner with his hands behind his back.

Inside the training ground, Wu Feng frowned slightly, clearly feeling countless gazes directed at him from all around, some curious, some awe-inspiring, and some inquisitive.

He secretly realized that the footage of him instantly defeating his opponent in the first round yesterday had been posted on the forum.

Through the official live broadcast, he became the focus of public attention.

However, he didn't care at all, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

If others want to watch, let them watch; he only needs to do his own thing.

He raised his hand and touched the brim of his straw hat.

With his current strength, even without wearing that set of hundred-refined steel armor or using top-notch martial arts, he could still achieve great results.

His physical strength and basic boxing skills alone were enough to overwhelm most of the players present. Most of them couldn't even break through his defense.

The only thing that piqued his curiosity was the strength of the NPC contestants who had joined the second round of auditions, and whether there were any hidden powerhouses among them.

After all, there are quite a few first-rate and second-rate martial artists among the NPCs. If you encounter such an opponent, you can show off your skills and avoid getting too bored.

Wu Feng narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping across the entire training ground as he carefully examined his surroundings.

Inside the training ground, apart from the players advancing to the second round, there were only soldiers maintaining order; there was no sign of any NPC players.

He pondered to himself, realizing that these NPC players were probably not in the training ground.

It's estimated that the system has relocated them to another location.

When the battle begins, players will be randomly matched with NPC players, which prevents players from knowing the strength of NPC players in advance.