Supreme Wild Immortal

In the following days.

Training at the camp proceeded as usual.

Chen Feng took out all the Qi and Blood Pills he had as a reward for everyone after completing their daily training, which quickly ignited the training enthusiasm of all the special forces members.

This morning.

Murong Tian made a special trip to the camp to observe the training, and said with a smile on his face:

"Chen Feng, you should know about the ranking rewards I told Qingying about a couple of days ago, right? We need to work even harder in this military competition."

"General Murong, rest assured, I understand everything."

Chen Feng nodded calmly and said repeatedly:

"That's why I've been at the camp every day recently, watching their training, and we've already seen some initial results."

"Oh? What results?"

Upon hearing this, Murong Tian's face immediately showed a hint of curiosity.

"Simply put, their individual combat capabilities are now in no way inferior to any fully-equipped special operations team."

"As long as you give them the information about the mission, they can usually complete it independently without needing the help of others."

Chen Feng's face was full of confidence as he spoke repeatedly.

"What? One person is worth an entire team?"

"Is...is this true? Chen Feng, you're not just trying to make me happy, are you?" Murong Tian's face showed an expression of disbelief upon hearing this.

He never imagined that, under Chen Feng's professional training, the strength of this group of special forces members would undergo such a tremendous and earth-shattering change.

"Really, of course it's true."

"Moreover, their cultivation level, physical strength, and other aspects are constantly improving, and they will definitely achieve an even greater breakthrough when the military competition officially begins."

Chen Feng nodded slightly and said this.

Actually, when he said those words, he wasn't trying to please Murong Tian; it was simply the truth.

This was partly due to the high intensity and volume of everyone's training, and partly because the medicinal soup Chen Feng brewed contained more medicinal ingredients.

The two are combined.

The cultivation progress of everyone was naturally advancing by leaps and bounds.

"Okay, okay!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Tian couldn't help but clap his hands, and said with satisfaction, "Since you say so, I'm relieved."

"After this military competition concludes, your medal awarding ceremony and date will be finalized."

"At that time, you will be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, becoming the youngest Grand General in the history of the Dragon Kingdom!"

"Yes, I know!"

Chen Feng nodded calmly, without the slightest ripple in his heart.

Compared to his past desire for military merits and ranks, Chen Feng now values ​​the resource rewards from competition rankings more, because what he needs from beginning to end is resources.

As for the rank of the military officer, that is secondary.

Half a day later.

With a bountiful harvest, Murong Tian left by car.

Before leaving, he also handed over a lot of information about the teams to Chen Feng in the form of documents.

Standing next to Chen Feng, Ye Qingying said repeatedly, "The year-end military skills competition will not officially begin for another week or so."

"We still have a chance during this period."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as we've tried our best, we won't regret it no matter what the final result is."

"Yes, I understand."

Chen Feng nodded with a smile, and continued:

"From now on, you will supervise their daily training, while I will prepare the medicinal soup to help them achieve another breakthrough in their cultivation!"

"good!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingying quickly agreed and followed Chen Feng into the tent to begin formulating a new training plan.

Time flies, and the day of the military skills competition has arrived in the blink of an eye.

At 10:30 a.m. that day, the group set off from the camp and drove to the airport. They then boarded a commercial flight bound for Beijing at Kunming International Airport.

In first class.

Chen Feng and Ye Qingying sat side by side, both wearing relaxed smiles.

"Hello, Captain Chen Feng, may I sit next to you and have a chat?" A tall, middle-aged man walked up quickly and said repeatedly.

"Can."

"You seem to be the captain of our Southwest Theater Command's... Hurricane Special Forces, right?" Chen Feng felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing the person and quickly realized his identity and background.

This Hurricane Special Forces team is one of the teams from the Southwest Theater Command that qualified for the main competition. Although their strength is not as good as Chen Feng's Special Forces Team One, they should not be underestimated.

"Yes, my name is Wang Yang, nice to meet you!" Captain Hurricane, named Wang Yang, said with a smile, extending his hand.

"Hello, hello! How can I help you?"

Chen Feng shook hands briefly with the other party and asked with curiosity.

"Here's the thing, we're heading to the capital to participate in the year-end military competition, but our team hasn't found a suitable opponent yet. So I'd like to form an alliance with you, specifically for internal practice between teams."

Wang Yang sat down next to Chen Feng, his face full of anticipation.

"To form an alliance for practice?"

Chen Feng was taken aback by what he heard, but after realizing what he meant, he couldn't help but chuckle and say:

"Captain Wang Yang, it's not that I look down on your Hurricane Special Forces, but the gap between the two teams is just too big."

"If you train with our team members every day, it might damage their confidence!"

"It's okay, I've already discussed it beforehand."

"They also believe that sparring with experts will definitely improve their combat experience. Even if they get beaten up every day, they can still improve!"

Captain Wang Yang's face was filled with helplessness as he continued:

"And don't worry, I won't take up too much of your training time. As long as they can participate in sparring and maintain their skills, that's enough."

"Uh, okay then, I agree."

Chen Feng hesitated for a moment, then readily agreed.

This is mainly because the other team is also a brother team from the Southwest Theater Command, so it's impossible for them to show no respect at all. It's just a few practice matches, so it's not really a problem.

The voice just fell.

The other person immediately stood up, their face filled with gratitude, and said:

"Great, thank you so much! Captain Chen Feng, once we arrive in Beijing, we can immediately start organizing all the sparring sessions!"

"no problem!"

Chen Feng nodded with a smile on his face.

He then watched the other person return to their seat without saying anything more.

Several hours later.

The flight, which departed from Kunming, finally arrived at Beijing Capital International Airport at 8 p.m.