Devouring all things: I possess the energy of chaos.

Back at Xingde Apartment, Mo Hong logged onto Xinghun Network and carefully reviewed the electronic contract.

After confirming that there were no major problems, Mo Hong signed his name online and sent it directly to Yang Mao.

Then I ordered a few more Qi and Blood Pills from Xinghun Network.

"Now that I have secured an A-level contract with the Martial Hall, plus the early admission contract with Xuanwu School, I should have no shortage of cultivation resources for the foreseeable future."

After sighing to himself, Mo Hong wanted to do something.

Since he had no more resources left in his backpack for cultivation, Mo Hong decided to go out for a walk and take a closer look at Jinhua City, which was even larger than Yanyang City.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated several times.

Mo Hong took it out and saw that it was actually sent by Qing Ziyang.

"What exactly does my 'Senior Qing' want?"

Mo Hong frowned slightly.

Upon clicking into the message, I found that it started with simple greetings and pleasantries, only revealing the actual purpose at the end.

“Mo Hong, you still have some time before you can go to Xuanwu University. Why don’t you come and train at my high school for a while?”

"I've spoken with the school leaders, and there shouldn't be any problem with you practicing at the school. It just depends on whether you're willing to do so."

Mo Hong pondered for a moment, considering Qing Ziyang's arrangements and purpose.

"After all, it's at school, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Mo Hong finally agreed; he did need a place to cultivate.

Although it's unclear why Qing Ziyang brought this up, it was certainly beneficial to Mo Hong.

He replied shortly after I sent him a message.

"Okay, since you agree, send me your location and I'll come pick you up."

The text, accompanied by a smiling emoji, sent chills down Mo Hong's spine.

"They asked about my location before, and they're asking for it again this time. It's too obvious that they're trying to get my information. It's better not to reveal it."

Mo Hong thought to himself.

"No need, senior. Just give me the exact location of the school."

Mo Hong hurriedly refused, and after a long struggle with Qing Ziyang, he finally managed to persuade him to give up.

After silently memorizing the location of the high school, Mo Hong hailed a taxi on the side of the road near the apartment.

Not long after, Mo Hong arrived at the school.

"Jinhua No. 3 Middle School!"

Looking at the four large characters carved in ancient script at the gate, Mo Hong couldn't help but recall Yanyang No. 3 Middle School.

Thinking that he was now the only remaining student from No. 3 Middle School, a sense of sorrow, like that of a rabbit mourning the death of a fox, inevitably surfaced in his eyes.

After exhaling a deep breath and suppressing his grief, Mo Hong walked straight to the door.

Since the security guards were unsure of his identity, Mo Hong had to ask Qing Ziyang to come out of the school to pick him up.

"Let's go, I'll show you the martial arts training room first. If you want to take a martial arts instruction class, just go to my class."

Qing Ziyang said gently.

Qing Ziyang is quite handsome, and his smile gives him a gentle and refined gentlemanly air, making him seem approachable at first glance.

If Mo Hong hadn't known his identity, he probably would have fallen for it long ago.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

Mo Hong managed a weak smile.

The martial arts training room was his main purpose for coming to this school. As for taking Qing Ziyang's martial arts class, Mo Hong pretended not to hear it, since he didn't need to.

He has now reached a level of perfection in martial arts, and has even mastered one of the killing moves.

For Mo Hong, attending martial arts instruction classes in high school was a waste of time.

Soon, the two arrived at a cultivation building, and Qing Ziyang led Mo Hong to stop in an empty cultivation room.

"Mo Hong, this is the identity card I applied for for you. It will be valid for one month. After that, you can use this as your identity verification when entering the school and the training room."

After saying that, Qing Ziyang handed Mo Hong a student card.

Mo Hong was about to thank him when Qing Ziyang stopped him with his hand and quickly said, "There's no need to thank me. It's mainly because Instructor Mo Shan entrusted me with this matter, so that you won't neglect your cultivation in Jinhua City."

Mo Hong suddenly realized why Qing Ziyang was being so kind.

"Then I'll be going now. If you have any questions about martial arts, you can come to my martial arts instruction class when you have time."

Qing Ziyang said one last thing before turning and leaving.

Watching him leave, Mo Hong glanced at the student card in his hand and used it to open the training room in front of him.

He then walked straight inside.

The training room is spacious and equipped with fairly complete training facilities.

Mo Hong took out a metal battle knife from the armory and began today's training.

As sweat poured out, Mo Hong's speed fluctuated, and his posture changed accordingly.

About two hours later, Mo Hong finally stopped and put his battle sword into the armory.

That's about it.

After Mo Hong stepped out of the training room, he discovered that some people were chatting outside, exchanging their insights on martial arts.

After seeing someone come out, several people noticed that Mo Hong looked unfamiliar, and after sizing him up for a few seconds, they looked away.

Here, many people move in a hurry.

With the college entrance examination approaching, their pressure is increasing. They all want to make the most of their last moments to improve their skills and get one step closer to their dream martial arts university.

Mo Hong walked outside, glancing at the people around him.

"As expected of the city's geniuses, most of them have reached level 4 in physical fitness, and there are even a few at level 5. Our Yanyang City can't compare at all."

Mo Hong used the purple mist to check the physical levels of many people and nodded to himself.

"I wonder if my current strength ranks among the top in the entire Southern Theater and even the entire Stroke Alliance?"

After the idea popped into his mind, Mo Hong immediately stopped thinking about it.

As Mo Hong left the school, his phone vibrated again.

"Oh? The Martial Hall's Qi and Blood Pills have arrived so quickly?"

Upon seeing the text message notification on his phone, Mo Hong quickly hailed a taxi and headed to Xingde Apartment.

Upon arriving at his destination, Mo Hong found his belongings in the apartment's designated parcel storage room.

After taking the briefcase containing the Qi and Blood Pills, Mo Hong returned to his room.

"Let's continue our cultivation."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Hong swallowed a Qi and Blood Pill and then focused on absorbing its medicinal power.

……

And just like that, time passed quickly.

The past ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, and there are only five days left until the college entrance examination!

A meditation room at Jinhua No. 3 Middle School.

Mo Hong sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, Mo Hong leaped up and swung his battle sword arbitrarily, without any discernible pattern.

At a certain moment, Mo Hong opened his eyes, and the wind from his blade changed.

Suddenly, his movements became slow and natural, his knife skills were powerful and expansive.

Suddenly, his figure moved like a ghost, his blade flashed like lightning, and he harbored deadly intent.

"It combines movement and stillness, speed and slowness, and although it combines offense and defense, it is primarily for defense, so let's call it the Guardian Blade."

Mo Hong stopped and muttered to himself.

"I've finally figured out the second strike of the Mad Wolf Nine Slashes."