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

Murong Wan seemed to expect that Yang Feng would find him, and said with a smile: "This person is called Rufeng, and he is a heavenly being from the Investigation Bureau."

"Looking at his age, he doesn't seem to be very young."

"She must be 35 or [-] years old. I joined the Investigation Bureau a long time ago. Now I have been performing special tasks for the Investigation Bureau. I rarely come back, so I am not familiar with him."

Murong Wan spread her hands.

Rufeng had just given scores to the two contestants after the competition.

These are one grade A and one grade B respectively.

As soon as he finished grading, he saw Murong Wan coming back.

"Is this the friend you went to pick up? I've heard of you, Yang Feng, who used dark light permissions some time ago, right?"

After Rufeng saw Yang Feng, he immediately said hello.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and said, "Hello."

"Hello, hello, are you here to see the ratings this time too?"

Rufeng smiled.

Yang Feng shook his head helplessly and said, "I just learned about the rating. I was originally here to see Murong Wan."

"I see."

Rufeng nodded and said.

Yang Feng looked around.

This several hectares of sandy land is now divided by yellow lines.

But it couldn't stop the members of the Investigation Bureau from wanting to watch the game.

This is not only an occasion to test your strength, but also an occasion to learn.

Many ancient warriors who are relatively weak need to learn some more essential combat experience from their seniors.

This is also the reason why so many people gather at the beginning of each rating.

While Yang Feng was watching the game, he noticed that two people were walking up in front.

It turned out to be Lu Yichang and Jiang Sulan.

The two of them were slightly surprised when they saw Yang Feng appearing on the judges' table.

"Yang Feng also came to see us."

The two of them were still a little excited.

Yang Feng's strength is unfathomable, and he must show off in front of Yang Feng.

It's just that Yang Feng doesn't know what the two of them are thinking at this time.

He looked at the yellow line pulled up next to him and learned that this was the judges' seat, so he said: "Isn't it inappropriate for me to stand here? I don't participate in the rating either."

"It's okay, don't you want to watch the excitement? This is the place where you can see it most clearly."

Murong Wan joked.

Yang Feng had no choice but to say: "But your drawing of lots is too unkind. Why did you draw them both together?"

"The drawing is random based on strength. If these two people are similar in strength, they will have a probability of matching."

Rufeng explained to him and said, "I heard that Mr. Yang is also a heavenly being?"

"I don't quite understand your stuff."

Yang Feng spread his hands.

Rufeng smiled and said: "I just heard that Mr. Yang is very powerful. I have always respected the strong, just like I respect Murong."

"Their competition has begun."

Yang Feng did not continue this topic.

Rufeng also became more serious at this time.

At this time, Lu Yichang and Jiang Sulan were fighting.

The strength of the two is indeed very similar.

After a continuous battle, they were evenly matched.

Rufeng was also somewhat interested at this time and said: "It seems that the strength of these two people is indistinguishable."

"Ah."

Yang Feng casually agreed.

In fact, he has already seen that Lu Yichang must have won.

In the previous fights, Lu Yichang was obviously faster, but Jiang Sulan escaped by chance.

Moreover, Lu Yichang's attack did not seem to be at full strength, and there was still a lot of useless spiritual power in his body.

"Who do you think wins?"

Murong Wan suddenly asked at this moment.

Yang Feng was helpless and said, "You can see it yourself, why bother asking me."

"You don't seem to care about the competition here."

"I'll go over there first."

Yang Feng seemed to have seen something of interest.

After he walked out of here, he went to the competition venue next door.

Yang Feng squeezed to the front. At this time, two young men were fighting on the sand in front.

Both of them were in their 20s, but Yang Feng was very interested in the martial arts used by one of them.

"Thunderstorm!"

The young man raised his hand and condensed a blue lightning in front of him.

Lightning connected to his arm and followed his body to flash in front of his opponent.

His opponent was forced to fight, dodging behind him.

However, the speed of the thunderstorm is very fast, and it seems to be like lightning, piercing the opponent's spiritual power in an instant.

"boom!"

After the opponent's defense is broken, he feels that the threat of death is infinitely close to him.

But at the last moment, the young man stopped.

He showed a smile, stretched out his hand to pull up his colleague on the ground, and said, "I'm sorry, I won the first class this time."

"You're stronger again."

The defeated man smiled convincingly.

Yang Feng touched his chin and suddenly felt that he had seen the martial arts used by this man before.

He had read about this martial skill on the bronze fragment.

This surprised him.

"Did he also get the bronze fragments?"

Yang Feng said to himself.

He still doesn't know who the old man was who suddenly gave him the bronze fragment that day in Aocheng.

But while he was thinking about it, a person next to him recognized him and said in surprise: "Mr. Yang?"

This is none other than Wei Yang.

After Yang Feng saw him, he greeted him: "We meet again."

"No, I didn't expect Mr. Yang to come here to check the ratings."

Wei Yang chuckled and said, "But heavenly beings do not participate in the ratings, and Mr. Yang has no chance to play."

"I didn't plan to participate originally, but how is your own rating?"

Yang Feng asked strangely.

Wei Yang chuckled and said: "I have already been rated to the second level, but Ding Wei is about to play, so I am here to cheer him up."

"Hasn't he finished judging yet?"

As soon as Yang Feng said this, he saw Ding Wei coming on the stage.

But at this time, he didn't seem that excited, and his face was a little weird.

"Ok?"

Yang Feng felt that Ding Wei was different from usual.

He looked carefully and suddenly found that there seemed to be a black energy hidden in Ding Wei's body.

This black energy hovered in his heart and brain.

"what is that?"

Yang Feng saw this kind of thing for the first time.

But at this moment, his opponent also came up.

He is a member of the same acquired warrior.

"Ding Wei, you fucking brag every day, why don't you come back with a first-class grade for me this time!"

When Wei Yang was cheering, he didn't forget to curse a few words.

But what was strange to him was that Ding Wei did not reply to him.

"Isn't this kid nervous? Or are you just trying to be cool with me?"

Wei Yang muttered.

He turned his head and saw Yang Feng frowning slightly.

"Mr. Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Wei Yang asked strangely.