Chu Xingyun remained calm as he looked at Bu Fan, who wanted to say something but was hesitant to leave.
Although Bu Fan would have readily agreed to Chu Xingyun's invitation, an invitation and a request for shelter were two different feelings.
An invitation was based on someone else's intentions, while a request for shelter was based on one's own intentions.
The two didn't seem to be very different, but they were fundamentally different.
No matter how bitter the choice was, it was still sweet.
He had chosen Bu Fan because he was the best of the best. It wasn't that there wasn't anyone better than Bu Fan, but that person wasn't in that military camp.
Whether it was fate or something else, Chu Xingyun had been sent to that military camp. Among all the scouts in that military camp, Bu Fan was the best.
There were so many scouts. Some of them had been scouts for more than ten years, and some of them were battalion commanders. How could Bu Fan be the best? How could he tell?
It wasn't hard to tell. The key was the angle.
When Chu Xingyun had hired the scouts that day, although he hadn't spent much time with them, it had been enough for him to tell who was the core of those people and who was the best.
To become a successful leader, the most important thing wasn't how powerful one was, but the ability to recognize people.
If one was powerful but couldn't recognize talents, or if one had talents but couldn't use them, then no matter how powerful one was, one wouldn't be able to achieve great things.
That day, there were 30 to 40 scouts in the military camp. However, Bu Fan was the core of the conversation.
Bu Fan's every move and word could affect the judgment of the other scouts.
When Bu Fan made a ruckus, the other scouts followed suit.
When Bu Fan mocked him, the others immediately followed suit and mocked him.
When Bu Fan asked, the others didn't say a word and waited patiently for his answer.
There was no doubt that Bu Fan was the core of that group of people.
In the military camp, strength was always respected. However, Bu Fan's strength was pitifully low.
Between the strong, they could sense each other. Unless their cultivation level was much higher than theirs, they would be able to sense each other's level and strength.
Chu Xingyun was the same. He could clearly feel that Bu Fan was the weakest in the entire camp.
However, in this military camp, where strength was respected, Bu Fan, who was the weakest, had become everyone's spiritual leader. This was worth thinking about.
He was weak, but had scars all over his body.
He had scars all over his body, but he wasn't dead.
There were many clues that ordinary people wouldn't be able to understand and judge.
Even Chu Xingyun was the same. He wasn't a god, so he couldn't see through Bu Fan.
Even though the two of them had been together for almost a week, Chu Xingyun still did not know much about Bu Fan.
However, there was one thing that Chu Xing Yun was sure of. Without a doubt … Bu Fan was a genius!
There was an old saying that said, being pregnant was the same as being pregnant.
It might be buried temporarily and no one would be able to see it.
However, after a long time, as long as one wasn't blind, they would be able to see your talent.
Bu Fan was the same. He was definitely talented. Although Chu Xingyun couldn't see it at first glance, he saw through the eyes of the other soldiers in the reconnaissance camp.
Born as a hero, dead as a hero. In this world, there were always some people who could become the center of attention no matter where they went.
Perhaps their results weren't good, or perhaps their strength wasn't strong.
However, after twenty years, a hero would still be a hero. Those who were dim would still be dim.
After a week of contact, Chu Xingyun had a preliminary understanding of Bu Fan.
Bu Fan's Wu Ling was a three-tailed swallow. His talent was Wu Ling, a sixth-grade Son of the Wind.
Although it was only a sixth-grade talent and couldn't be compared to a ninth-grade talent, the Son of the Wind had a unique talent.
The ninth-grade talent of the wind element was called the Wind God. It could control the wind and achieve extreme speed.
In comparison, the Son of the Wind was much inferior. Its acceleration was much worse than the Wind God.
In terms of absolute speed, the Wind God was three levels higher than the Son of the Wind.
However, the Son of the Wind had an even more unique side. Although it was three levels lower than the Wind God in terms of acceleration, it was a different story if it was used to escape.
The Son of the Wind could not only control the wind and achieve extreme speed, but it would also be protected by the wind.
While accelerating, if someone was chasing after it, it would be obstructed by the wind and reduce the opponent's speed.
The Son of the Wind, as the name suggested, was a child of the wind.
As a child of the wind, it would naturally be protected by the laws of the wind. While accelerating, it would obstruct the enemy chasing after it.
Unless the enemy's strength reached the level of the Emperor, they could use force to break through the laws of the wind.
Otherwise, even if the Martial Emperor came in person, his speed would be greatly reduced due to the obstruction of the wind.
In terms of just escaping, the Son of the Wind was better than the Wind God.
Therefore, Bu Fan was confident that he could escape from the Martial Emperor's pursuit.
Genius? More accurately, he was a strange genius.
Although this talent was not very useful in battle, when it came to escaping, this talent could be said to be the best in the world.
Even a ninth-grade Wind God could not escape from the Martial Emperor's pursuit with his Yin Yang strength. However, Bu Fan's Son of the Wind could!
The more he understood Bu Fan, the more Chu Xingyun found him interesting.
This time, not only did Chu Xingyun give Bu Fan all his essence blood, he even helped him gather a hundred demon souls. After this trip, Bu Fan could be promoted to sergeant.
The reason why he was so generous was because Chu Xingyun wanted to recruit Bu Fan. He needed a strange genius like him to help him do things.
In other people's eyes, Bu Fan did not know how to do anything other than escape. He was basically the most useless kind of genius.
However, in Chu Xing's eyes, there were no useless people in this world. The only reason they were useless was because they did not know how to use them.
Chu Xingyun was not the only one who had the ability to recognize people.
More or less, those in a higher position had the ability to recognize people.
However, recognizing people was one thing. Whether or not they could use them, and whether or not they could use them in the right way was another matter.
In a frontal battle, Bu Fan was basically useless in conventional reconnaissance missions.
Regular reconnaissance missions tested one's ability to hide and scout. Bu Fan was good at this, but he wasn't outstanding at it.
Bu Fan's specialty was to bypass the enemy's blockade and scout behind the enemy's lines. In this field … Bu Fan could be said to be the only one.
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