Outside the stadium, mottled sunlight penetrated through the sparse clouds, casting a scene of interlaced light and shadow on the ground. The breeze blew gently, bringing the warmth of early summer and the freshness of leaves, gently swaying the treetops.

Zhong Xin stood quietly under a large tree with lush branches and leaves. The shade of the tree was like a cover, shielding her from the scorching heat of the sun.

Her eyes were fixed on the door made of heavy metal, which was slowly opening at this moment. Her heart was shrouded in a fog, and doubts and confusions were intertwined into a complex emotional network that was difficult to unravel.

When Fang Ming's familiar figure walked out of the training venue unscathed, his steps were steady, his eyes were bright, and on his handsome face, after a brief shock, an indescribable look quickly emerged - both surprise at the result and curiosity about the unknown.

Just now, the movement from the training venue, even standing outside the venue, they could clearly feel the shocking power.

The deafening sound echoed in the ears like thunder, as if it was going to tear apart everything around, including the sky and the earth.

Everyone knew that Marshal Sun was really serious this time and wanted to teach this young and arrogant boy a profound lesson.

However, Fang Ming in front of him seemed to have just experienced an insignificant walk. His clothes were as neat as before, without even a wrinkle. Even his hairstyle was the same as when he went in, without the slightest mess.

How could Zhong Xin not be surprised and confused by this contrast?

"Could it be..."

Zhong Xin muttered to herself in her heart, and an idea emerged in her mind that she herself did not dare to believe easily, but she could not find a suitable reason to deny it.

After all, Marshal Sun was such a person. His prestige and strength in the army were obvious to everyone. How could he easily lose to Fang Ming, a young man who had just started out?

This was simply like a dreamlike joke, which was unbelievable.

Just when she was full of doubts and couldn't figure it out, Sun Jianye, the majestic marshal, also walked out of the stadium.

His steps were also steady, his breath was gentle, his face was ruddy, and there was no sign of fatigue or defeat on his body, as if the fierce competition just now was just a relaxing warm-up exercise for him.

This made Zhong Xin even more puzzled. What happened in the training venue?

Those deafening sounds, those heart-pounding collisions of power, are they just illusions?

Finally, she could no longer suppress her curiosity and doubts. She looked directly at Fang Ming, with a hint of imperceptible temptation and mystery in her tone, and asked: "Now you know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is? Are you going?"

This sentence seems casual, but it actually contains deep meaning.

She hopes to get a glimpse of the truth in the training venue through Fang Ming's answer.

Fang Ming heard this, and a faint and confident smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes flashed with calmness and determination.

He first looked at Sun Jianye, his eyes full of respect and gratitude, then turned to look at Zhong Xin, and slowly said: "Thanks to Marshal Sun for letting us win, we managed to draw by chance."

When these words came out, Zhong Xin's brows could not help but frown slightly, and a look of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

Draw?

How is this possible? In her cognition, the gap in strength between Marshal Sun and Fang Ming was as insurmountable as a chasm, so how could there be a possibility of a draw?

There was a little more scrutiny and confusion in her eyes when she looked at Fang Ming, as if she wanted to find the answer from his expression.

At this moment, Sun Jianye also took over the conversation and said: "This kid is really strong, go if you want to."

In the short and powerful words, he revealed his recognition and appreciation of Fang Ming's strength.

This made Zhong Xin's doubts even deeper. She looked at Fang Ming, then at Sun Jianye, and for a moment she felt confused and couldn't guess what happened in the training hall.

As a subordinate, she naturally did not dare to ask more questions and could only bury this doubt deep in her heart.

After that, Fang Ming nodded slightly to Sun Jianye and said: "Marshal, Monk Powang and Happy Arhat will stay in the fortress. They will fully cooperate with you in the interrogation."

Upon hearing this, Sun Jianye showed a satisfied smile on his face. In that smile, there was both appreciation for Fang Ming's arrangement and expectation for the upcoming interrogation.

He patted Fang Ming on the shoulder and said earnestly: "That's great. You must be careful on this trip. There are many powerful people in the Western Buddhist Kingdom. Don't be careless."

His words were full of care and expectations for his subordinates.

At this moment, the atmosphere outside the training venue seemed to have become much more relaxed.

Zhong Xin watched the interaction between Fang Ming and Marshal Sun. Although the doubts in her heart still existed, she also understood that some things were not hers.This subordinate could easily guess.

She could only silently wish Fang Ming well, hoping that he could return safely.

........

In the military fortress, Fang Ming and Kenan Hall had just returned to their dormitory here.

In the dormitory, the light was soft, reflecting Fang Ming's resolute face.

He turned around, looked at Kailan Hall with deep eyes, and said firmly: "This time you stay in the fortress, I will go to the Western Buddhist Kingdom alone."

Kailan Hall frowned slightly when he heard this, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

But after a moment, she seemed to understand something, and her expression gradually eased. She knew that if she went with him, she might become a burden to Fang Ming, a flaw.

Although Fang Ming did not say it directly, she already knew it in her heart.

"I understand."

Kailan Hall said softly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, but also a firmness.

She understood that Fang Ming's trip was extremely dangerous and he could not be careless at all.

Seeing this, Fang Ming nodded slightly, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He knew Kailan Hall's intelligence and understanding, and this tacit understanding made him feel relieved.

Then, he said no more, got up directly, and prepared to embark on the journey as soon as possible.

Just then, a sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor, gradually becoming clearer from far to near.

Fang Ming and Kailan Hall looked at each other and knew that someone was visiting.

The door was gently pushed open, and a group of people in casual clothes walked in briskly.

The leader was the young man who had invited Fang Ming before. He had a warm smile on his face, and his eyes flashed with curiosity and expectation.

"I heard that you have come back from outside the defense line. Did you gain anything? Would you consider joining us to share intelligence and uncover the truth of the drought as soon as possible?"

The young man asked, with a bit of tentativeness in his tone.

Fang Ming smiled calmly, his eyes were like torches: "No need, the truth has been revealed by me."

As soon as these words came out, the young man was stunned, the smile on his lips froze, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

He swallowed his saliva, turned his head to look at the classmate next to him, and asked in a trembling voice: "What did he just say?"

The classmate next to him was also stunned, and after a moment of silence, he replied: "He just said that he has found out the truth."

The atmosphere in the dormitory froze instantly, and everyone stared at Fang Ming, their eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

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