"Have you stood up!"

An angry shout came from the Kyoto University Training Center.

The audience around was extremely quiet.

Everyone was shocked to look at the figure standing in the arena.

Who would have thought that after an hour and a half of pursuit, Wang Xiaoteng was the one standing in the end, and Lu Yang was the one lying down.

What is even more incomprehensible is that Wang Xiaoteng was surprisingly angry when he saw Lu Yang falling down at this moment, and even wanted to try to help Lu Yang up.

Lu Yang lay down on the ground, gasping heavily, his eyes full of confusion.

Wang Xiaoteng was about to help him, but with a slight force, he staggered to the ground.

this time……

He never stood up again.

Turning his head, he looked at the entrance of the training center again.

That person still did not show up.

He closed his eyes and his chest was undulating violently.

...

The two of them were carried down in the arena, and this battle was a draw.

The teacher at Northern University frowned. For some reason, he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Hu Ran, go to the next battle, and fight quickly."

A student next to him stood up with a serious expression when he heard this.

After the two of them got out, he quickly walked into the arena.

At this time, the arena was filled with sweat from the two people.

Seeing this scene, Hu Ran's eyes became more and more concentrated.

...

"Huh... this strange battle has finally ended! In the next battle, Northern University sent a classmate Hu Ran!

And the Lingzhou War University sent out classmate Xu Dong!”

The commentator said loudly, at this moment, he found the previous feeling again.

The tall Xu Dong slowly stood up and walked towards the arena. On the way, he met Wang Xiaoteng, who was lifted down and was already confused.

At this time, he had already learned the news that He Mu was about to arrive. Seeing Wang Xiaoteng's miserable appearance, he looked firm and lowered his voice: "Xiaoteng, I will do my best!"

After saying that, he resolutely stepped onto the arena.

This is his first time in a battle for prestigious schools.

Seeing the opponent's gaze solemnly, he subconsciously glanced at the audience around him and whispered loudly: "My name is Xu Dong! The combat power is 392!"

Many viewers' eyes flashed with strange colors when they heard this.

However, Hu Ran was listening to his words seriously and punched him.

Xu Dong flew in response to the sound and landed outside the arena.

He was spit out a mouthful of blood and he was seriously injured on the spot.

Seeing this, Hu Ran frowned slightly and murmured: "It's really less than four hundred combat power..."

The medical staff quickly carried Xu Dong off the field.

When Lingzhou fought against the big side, Zhou Xiaofeng, who was even worse than Xu Dong, stood up resolutely.

The commentator was stunned for a moment and said, "The remaining students in Lingzhou War University's combat effectiveness... are not very high. The next Lingzhou War is sent by Zhou..."

After he finished speaking, a shout suddenly rang out of the training center!

"It's He Mu!"

Immediately afterwards, a blood-stained figure rushed into the training center and rushed to the seats of several Lingzhou Zhanda students.

Zhou Xiaofeng, who had originally stood up, was pressed down by the blood-stained figure.

...

The lights in the training center are very bright.

All students wore school uniforms from various schools, and teachers wore formal clothes.

The blood-stained figure seemed a little out of place.

He Mu felt a little dazzling.

At this moment, his chest was undulating violently, and he could only hear his rapid breathing.

In addition, his vision was a little blurred.

"It's He Mu who fought against Lingzhou...It's He Mu who fought against Lingzhou..."

He kept murmuring.

Then he turned to look at Mo Chuxin who was blurred beside him, Wang Xiaoteng who was lying motionless in his seat, and several other seniors.

"I...I'm here, thank you for your hard work, I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

...

The commentator reacted at this time and said loudly: "The Lingzhou War University sent He Mu in this battle! Well... This is the first time this He Mu has been on the stage!

Judging from his appearance, it seems that he has just returned from the battlefield!"

He Mu wanted to walk to the arena after hearing this.

At this moment, his heart was in a state of tranquility, and the complex emotions had already turned his mind into a cloud of mucus.

Before he could take two steps, a soft voice suddenly came from behind.

"He Mu, wait..."

Hearing this call, He Mu turned around in a muffled manner.

Mo Chuxin walked to his side, walked to him, and reached out to stroke his hair that was condensed by sweat and blood.

Only then did He Mu see the world clearly, and see that Mo Chuxin, who was close to him and had a gentle face.

At this time, she looked up slightly, her long eyelashes were clearly visible, and there were complex and inexplicable emotions such as softness, pity and so on.

"Senior sister..."

Looking at Mo Chuxin, who was pale, He Mu subconsciously called softly.

Mo Chuxin didn't say anything, but silently took out a wet wipe from his pocket, then reached out and gently wiped away the blood on his face.

...

She wiped the floor very carefully and her movements were very gentle.

He Mu didn't move, just looked down at her silently.

The entire training center was silent, and thousands of people were quietly watching the two young men, one woman.

...

The commentator took a deep breath and said, "Huh... let's give this classmate He Mu who just rushed back from the battlefield some time!"

...

The blood stain on He Mu's face gradually disappeared under Mo Chuxin's wiping, and a scar that was neither deep nor shallow appeared.

Mo Chuxin carefully stroked the scars and said with tears in his eyes: "Thank you for your hard work..."

He Mu shook his head slightly, and before he knew it, his violently undulating chest returned to peace.

Mo Chuxin walked behind him, took off his torn coat, and then took out his clothes from the War Theological College of Lingzhou War University.

He Mu allowed her to put on the school uniform with the word "God of War" written on it behind her.

After everything was finished, Mo Chuxin whispered: "Go... Captain, I'll leave it to you next."

He Mu froze slightly, then turned around and walked slowly to the arena.

The lights in the arena were particularly bright, making him feel a little dazed.

In that light, he seemed to see many people.

...

The same moment.

In the trenches near the Lingzhou Military Base, a group of young people in work clothes suddenly cheered and excited!

Wei Heng, who was in charge, stood up suddenly with tears in his eyes.

"School Brother He Mu has caught up! Grass! Keep working!"
To be continued...