My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

Only then did everyone seem to wake up.

They looked at Yang Feng and found that the latter had already picked up the gift box they had prepared before.

Wei Weiguang slowly stood up from the ground and looked at Yang Feng who came to him.

"Congratulations, Champion."

Yang Feng handed the things to Wei Weiguang, then turned around and left with Murong Wan.

His words were full of sarcasm in Wei Weiguang's ears.

But at this time, Wei Weiguang could not find any words to refute.

If he just lost, that might still be a defense for him.

But this is crushing, real crushing...

Wei Weiguang watched his figure disappear blankly.

After a moment, other people at the scene looked at Wei Weiguang.

At this time, no one ridiculed him, but sympathized with him.

Just like most people would not classify Murong Wan into the younger generation.

They also didn't feel that Wei Weiguang and Yang Feng were on the same level.

If Yang Feng is regarded as China's top powerhouse, it doesn't seem so shameful.

However, the news of the fight here quickly reached the mouth of Murong Zhengyang, who had just returned home.

Just got in the door.

Murong Zhengyang happened to meet Qin Shubo.

Qin Shubo saw him and said quickly: "Master, you are finally back."

"Well, we have some insights into Elder Tian's matter. How is the situation on your side? Who is the champion? Is it that boy from the Wei family?"

Murong Zhengyang asked.

When Qin Shubo talked about this, he looked a little embarrassed and said, "Master, I was just about to tell you about this matter."

"what happened?"

"By evening today, Wei Weiguang has successfully won the championship."

"Well, his strength is quite good. Even among the middle-aged generation, he can be considered at the forefront."

"Yes, but I didn't expect that during the award ceremony, that guy actually had a conflict with Mr. Yang, and even proposed a spar in the end."

Qin Shubo's words caused Murong Zhengyang's expression to change suddenly.

"How could this be?"

Murong Zhengyang was a little anxious and asked worriedly: "Is Mr. Yang okay?"

This is Murong Wan's guest. If that girl gets angry, things will be in trouble.

However, Qin Shubo saw Murong Zhengyang's worried look and said helplessly: "Master, what you should be worried about is that boy from the Wei family."

"What do you mean?"

Murong Zhengyang felt strange.

Qin Shubo told the story.

After hearing this, he was immediately shocked from ear to ear.

"Is there such a thing?!"

Murong Zhengyang felt incredible.

You know, Yang Feng's age seems to be only one year older than Murong Wan?

Qin Shubo also sighed: "Yes, I didn't expect it at first, and the martial arts used by Yang Feng are very special, like something we have never seen before, and his strength may not be inferior to the eldest lady."

"It seems that the guests Xiaowan brought back are indeed extraordinary."

"Master, do you think we should win over him?"

Qin Shubo asked.

With such strength, it can even be said that he has already traveled a certain distance on the road to heaven.

In the whole of China, there are only a handful of people with such strength.

If you don't win over him now, you will regret it later.

Especially in these turbulent times.

But after thinking about it, Murong Zhengyang shook his head and said, "Forget it, he is Xiaowan's friend. It would seem too deliberate to win over him now."

"Yes, I understand."

Qin Shubo agreed.

Murong Zhengyang could only say: "I just remembered that there is another matter that I need you to investigate. Elder Qin, please go there."

As they talked, the two walked towards the attic next door.

at the same time.

Yang Feng and Murong Wan have returned home.

in the hall.

Yang Feng opened the tea leaves at that price and started brewing them himself.

Murong Wan looked at him and chuckled: "That tea is sold by Lunke, so you should put less of it."

"It's okay, your family is big enough for this."

Yang Feng joked.

Murong Wan boiled a pot of water for him next to him, put it down and sat next to Yang Feng.

At this time, Yang Feng was about to lift the kettle when he suddenly saw Murong Wan next to him staring at him.

Yang Feng's expression was a little strange and he asked suspiciously: "Why are you staring at me like this?"

"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that there are a lot of things about you that I can't see through."

"Do you really think you are a god? I've hidden it so well."

Yang Feng's expression was pleading.

Murong Wan smiled and said, "That's right, but the martial arts you just used don't seem to be in the traditional sense, right?"

"What do you mean?"

"I found that the martial arts you used are very special, and they can't even be called martial arts."

Murong Wan narrowed her eyes.

Yang Feng rolled his eyes at her and said, "I don't even know what martial arts are, so what's the use of telling me this."

"Yeah, I remember that you seemed to have a martial art that allowed people to carry thousands of pounds. It should be a kind of spiritual pressure, right?"

Murong Wan said, "But that kind of martial arts can generally only be used when the strength is suppressed. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the opponent can usually find an opportunity to break free."

"But the one you used today is very special. It seems to be a combination of induction martial arts and combat."

She touched her chin there and talked to herself.

Yang Feng didn't understand this at all.

After actually hearing Murong Wan talk about it, it seemed that it was really like that.

"I'm very curious about who your master is, and he knows such extraordinary skills."

Murong Wan looked at Yang Feng, the doubts in her eyes getting darker.

She was rarely so curious about people, and Yang Feng was the first one.

But Yang Feng was a little helpless and said, "I don't even know if I can see him again, so I won't mention it."

"Why, were you abandoned by the master?"

"more or less."

Yang Feng still felt a little melancholy when he said it.

He met the old man twice in total.

The first time was by the lake in the park.

The second time was because I almost ran out of luck and met him in my dream.

This old man should be paying attention to himself, otherwise he would not appear in his consciousness the second time.

It's just that Yang Feng still doesn't know what he wants to do.

"By the way, the martial arts you just mentioned, do the people in your big family generally have good martial arts?"

Yang Feng suddenly asked.

Murong Wan nodded and said: "Well, usually when the age and strength are reached, martial arts training will be given. At a fixed time every year, those who meet the standard of strength will be given the opportunity to enter the library."

"Library Pavilion?"

Yang Feng remembered that Murong Wan seemed to have told him this before.

Murong Wan pointed in the direction opposite the door.

There is a pagoda-shaped building over there.

It was built entirely of wood and seemed to be more than 100 square meters, with a total of five floors.

In this day and age, it is not easy to have such a restored classical building.

"That is the Library Pavilion. Inside, there are books collected by the Murong family over the years. Some were collected from outside, and some were passed down from ancestors."

Murong Wan said, looking at Yang Feng's yearning look, she said, "How about it, do you want to go and have a look?"