The next morning.

A black car stopped at the gate of Lingzhou Vocational University.

Kyoto University and three people got out of the car and looked at the school gate not far away.

Yang Yunlong was surprised and said, "I didn't expect that this vocational university is quite big."

"It's really big. Other schools in Lingzhou can't match it. No wonder Mo Chuxin will stay in this school."

Li Fengxing echoed.

The middle-aged teacher took a look at the school motto at the door and said with a serious expression, "be more formal after you go in. Pay attention to your demeanor."

"Well." The wind answered.

"Is that the principal of this school?"

Yang Yunlong saw a middle-aged man with white sideburns walk out of the school gate and asked in a low voice,

As soon as his voice fell, the teacher next to him had taken the initiative to welcome him.

"I haven't seen you for ten years, but how are you doing?"

Shen Zhenping came up and said with a smile: "look at your pace, I feel that your strength has improved a lot. I hope the vice president of the college really has you. Lao Zhou praises you on the phone."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man scratched his head and felt a little embarrassed.

Shen Zhenping then said:

"Lao Zhou said to keep it secret, so he didn't hold any welcome ceremony for you. Excuse me."

"No, it's just communication. If you have a welcome ceremony, don't you kill me?"

……

The two students next to him were a little surprised when they heard the teacher's words, but fortunately on the way they heard the teacher say something about the principal Shen Zhenping, so their expressions were still calm.

According to the teacher, the president was excellent even at Kyoto University, and even served as the president of the student union of Kyoto University.

He was the president of Kyoto University at that time, and now he is a close disciple of a big figure in the Ministry of education.

Of course, there was no competition for famous schools at that time.

But anyway, that generation was impressed with him.

Kyoto University welcomes him to teach at any time, but he has been in Lingzhou for some things, and he has been the president of this vocational university.

Just this persistence is enough to make people admire.

……

Two middle-aged people exchanged greetings for a while, then took two students from Kyoto University into the gate of Lingzhou Vocational University.

……

In an hour.

In the training room, he Mu was practicing four finger handstand walking when his mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Teacher, what can I do for you?

"So... Ok... I'm going to watch the war now."

Hang up the phone, he Mu stood up straight.

Calling his teacher Ling Hanxing, the purpose is to call him to the training center.

Watch a competition between the top students of Kyoto University and Mo Chuxin, the sophomore.

This kind of battle can't be seen once a year, so he Mu won't miss it.

Wipe hand, he Mu quickly walked out of the door.

As he was in the training room, as soon as he went out, he went to the training center.

At this time, there were nearly ten people scattered in the training center.

In the distance, the headmaster Shen Zhenping and Wang Yanqiu are talking to a middle-aged man.

Ling Hanxing stood behind the three.

Next to the arena below, two students in Kyoto University uniforms sat very quietly.

Looking across the arena, there were five people opposite them.

One of them is naturally Mo Chuxin, the white haired schoolgirl, and the other three schoolgirls, whose hair color seems to be a sophomore, are whispering around Mo Chuxin.

As for the last one, Wang xiaoteng, a junior, was smiling at himself.

He Mu walked quickly towards the five students in his school.

"He mu Xuedi, Kyoto University even sent students to our school to exchange. This kind of opportunity is rare. I'm afraid there's a good play today."

He Mu did not wait to walk in front of Wang xiaoteng on a face excited tunnel.

He Mu sat next to him, then took a look at Mo Chuxin not far away, and said in a soft voice: "the combat effectiveness of Xuejie is more than 500, I'm afraid that person of Kyoto University is not an opponent?"Although he is in Lingzhou Vocational University, he Mu is not a fool. He knows what level the top students in each grade are.

It's the first semester now, and the top freshmen should be in their early 200 years.

Sophomores, the strongest should also be more than 400 combat effectiveness.

Junior estimates that he has more than 700 combat effectiveness.

Mo Chuxin is a sophomore now, and her combat effectiveness is more than 500.

In fact, like him, it's a bit unconventional.

So he didn't think that students from Kyoto University would win.

Wang xiaoteng said with a smile: "you don't know, Mo Chuxin hasn't fought with the powerful red fog soldiers since she was young. I think she will be very cautious later.

I think this battle will take at least ten minutes. "

"Have you ever fought with the red fog warrior?"

He Mu was shocked.

He has been a red fog warrior for less than half a year now, and he has killed several members of the new moon League.

How can it take four or five years for this student sister to become a red fog warrior? Didn't you fight with the red fog warrior?

"Xuedi, you don't know her origin, so naturally you can't understand..."

Before Wang xiaoteng's words were finished, Mo Chuxin was walking slowly towards the arena.

Several other sophomores sat next to he mu.

Next to he Mu is the assistant of their excavator freshmen, Jiang Wenwen, who brought them into the employment union at the beginning.

At this time, Jiang Wenwen is watching Mo Chuxin go to the arena, her face is worried.

The other two girls also clenched their fists and seemed very nervous.

Looking at Wang Yanqiu, the teaching director on the high platform in the distance, he did not speak any more. He frowned at Mo Chuxin below.

At this time, a boy from Kyoto University came to the arena, bowed deeply and said: "Kyoto University's Lifeng is bold to ask for advice, just to verify its own strength, without any malice. Please forgive me."

Hearing his words, he Mu was more and more surprised.

He did not expect that the top students of Kyoto University should be so low-profile.

On the arena, Mo Chuxin saw that he was about to return the salute. The fierce wind quickly let him to one side and said seriously: "I can't do it!"

Looking at this scene, next to Jiang Wenwen slightly shook her head, a trace of intolerance flashed in her eyes.

……

A moment later, the two began to fight in the arena.

Just as Wang xiaoteng said, Mo Chuxin is a little stiff about the fierce war.

But he mu can see that the reason why she does not dare to use all her strength is not because she lacks experience in fighting with other red fog fighters.

But in the fear of a heavy hand, hurt the Kyoto University of the wind.

If, as Wang xiaoteng said, she hardly ever fought with the red fog fighters, it would be excusable now.

A normal deal with monsters are directly under the dead hand, suddenly want to keep hands, really some not used to.

In addition, he Mu also felt that Mo Chuxin seemed to cherish this opportunity, so she did not decisively beat the other side, but tried to prolong the fight time as much as possible.

……

Next to her, Jiang Wenwen looked at her and said, "it's not easy for Chu Xin to have such an opportunity..."

He Mu Wen Yan asked: "Xuejie, what's the origin of this Mo Chuxin Xuejie? I feel that everyone's attitude towards her seems to be different. It's not like treating a gifted student

Jiang Wenwen whispered back: "she is the treasure of all our sophomores majoring in excavator..."

"Treasure..."

This word makes he mu more puzzled.

Jiang Wenwen continued: "he mu, do you know why Lingzhou is called Lingzhou?"

He Mu shook his head.

Don't say, he didn't really pay attention to these things.

"Because Lingzhou is the hometown of Mo Lingyu, do you know her background now?"

"The hometown of Mo Lingyu, God of war..."

He Mu's pupils contracted rapidly, and he suddenly realized.

Mo Lingyu, God of war, surnamed mo... no wonder

It turns out that Mo Chuxin's Mo and Mo Lingyu's Mo are the same mo.

Recalling the introduction of the five warlords in the first class, he immediately understood why everyone had a special attitude towards Mo Chuxin, and why the student sister had such amazing talent.He is a descendant of the God of war.

At this time, Jiang Wenwen sighed.

"Well, to be exact, she is mo Lingyu's last blood in the world. If something happens to her, Mo Lingyu's blood will be cut off completely.

As you know, Mo Lingyu, the God of war, is the spiritual idol of almost all red fog fighters, and he is also a key figure who has turned an era around.

Who dares to move his last descendant? "

He Mu is a little dazed.

At the moment, he finally understood why Mo Chuxin had not fought with the red fog warrior.

On the one hand, no one wants to compete with her.

If you lose, you will feel uncomfortable and win. If you hurt this student sister, you must be blamed.

Even if it's not hurt, it has to leave behind a stinking reputation of stepping on the descendants of the God of war to become famous.

All in all, it's not good.

As for what criminals and evil elements she should fight against... Not to mention.

……

"Then why did she come to our school in this capacity?"

He Mu asked again.

Jiang Wenyan shook his head slightly: "I don't know, but I guess it's because Mo Lingyu's hometown is Lingzhou, and she doesn't want to go to Kyoto.

Second, they don't want her to go the way of her predecessors, they just want her to live in peace. "

He Mu was silent.

That's true.

Since this elder sister is the last descendant of Mo Lingyu's God of war, it shows that her parents and grandparents should have died in the war.

If she goes on the way of her predecessors, she will have a bad influence if she dies.

You know, Mo Lingyu, the God of war, has turned an era around and made great achievements. If he ends up with a broken blood, what will other red fog soldiers think?

Seeing he Mu's face full of strange colors, Jiang Wenwen quickly said, "he mu, don't look at her with strange eyes just because she is the descendant of the God of war."

After that, she hesitated, looked at the fighting figure in the arena gently, and continued:

"In fact, she is a person who is eager to integrate into the group.

When she was a freshman, none of us knew her identity.

I only know that this girl with white hair doesn't like to talk and seems to be very introverted, so we don't care much about her.

It wasn't until a few months later that we were sent to the battlefield to practice that we realized how powerful this silent female classmate was.

She saved us many times in that mission.

After the end of the mission, we gradually know her identity.

After that, we almost all looked at her with immortal eyes, but the smile on her face was less and less.

At that time, I realized that this kind girl was very lonely.

Not only because of her strong talent, but also because of her special status, no one dares to treat her as an ordinary girl.

She has no family, no friends.

So, she's introverted.

But after all, the blood of the God of war flowed in her body, which made her very eager to fight.

This kind of factors has created her now somewhat complex character.

But all in all, she's a very good person. "

Hearing this, he Mu took a deep breath and gathered his emotion.

"Don't worry, I won't look at her with strange eyes."

Jiang Wenwen showed a bright smile.

"In fact, we all want to communicate with her. Unfortunately, our talent is too poor to be qualified.

So we can only contact the beauty salon students, let them take the initiative to invite us to have an exchange.

We reluctantly agreed that after that exchange, Our Sophomores' hair became colorful.

And her white hair is not so special among us.

No way, we ordinary students can only use this method to let her better integrate into the group. "

"She was born with white hair?"

He Mu asks in surprise.

"Yes, Mo Lingyu is the first red fog warrior. His genes have changed a little. His descendants are all born with white hair."He Mu took a look at Jiang Wenwen's red hair, and suddenly felt that the red hair did not kill Matt, but was like a flame, which made people feel very warm.

"Xuejie, you are all good people."

He Mu said softly.

Jiang Wen smiles bitterly and shakes her head.

"It's just a helpless move. As she becomes more and more powerful, we ordinary students will soon be no longer in the same world with her.

In fact, this semester, we can hardly see her

Speaking of this, she paused and looked at he mu.

"He mu, I can feel that you are very special. You should be the same kind of person as her, but you are more mature than her and know how to grasp interpersonal relationship.

If one day, your strength is close to her, we can't bear to see her so lonely. "

He Mu hears speech to be stunned, then turned a head to see that white hair girl in arena.

At this time, she clapped her hand on Li Fengxing's shoulder, but at the last moment, she regained three points of strength