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Chapter 103 Departure, Imperial City!

Early the next morning, Qin Mo got up, and after breakfast, practiced Wu Qin Xi again as usual.

Feeling refreshed.

Transport vitality and blood to strengthen the body and temper the muscles, bones and skin.

After being in this world for so long, practicing as usual every day has almost become an indispensable part of Qin Mo's life.

Qin Mo also knew that even with systematic help, he had to rely on himself to temper his body.

When the time came to half past eight, Qin Mo glanced at his phone, picked up the daily necessities that he had prepared and put in his backpack, performed a simple farewell ceremony to the house that had been with him for eighteen years, and then walked into the house.

The path of martial arts.

At the gate of the community, Uncle Qin was sitting on a bamboo chair as usual. When he saw Qin Mo coming down with his bag on his back, he was suddenly stunned for a moment. Then he realized what he was doing, and there was a thick and complicated look in his eyes: "Qin Mo, are you going to Wuhan University?"

"Remember to come back often."

Qin Mo: "Don't worry, I will come back to see you when I have time."

Uncle Qin: "Qin Mo, no matter how far you go, your uncle will always be your uncle."

Qin Mo:???

Why do I sound like you are scolding me?

After saying hello to Uncle Qin, Qin Mo stopped a taxi and went straight to Jincheng Station.

It was the morning rush hour, and Qin Mo was late for the twenty-minute drive.

When Qin Mo arrived at the train station, the Jincheng Diwu freshmen had already gathered and were waiting for him at the entrance of a KFC on the first floor of the station.

"Qin Mo is here."

As a candidate who took the same examination as Qin Mo, Shen Mengsheng was also the second place candidate in this palace examination. He was deeply impressed by Qin Mo, the number one scholar who was ahead of him, and saw him from the crowd at a glance.

Several other Jincheng freshmen who were chatting also turned to look at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly from the crowd.

"Qin Mo, why didn't you bring your suitcase?" To Shen Mengsheng's left, an oval-faced girl with two huge suitcases next to her saw Qin Mo's empty hands and couldn't help but curiously asked: "The school doesn't care about clothes, sheets, and quilts.

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Several other freshmen also looked down. Qin Mo didn't bring even a suitcase except for a bag. It didn't look like he was going to Imperial Military to report, but like he was going on a trip.

Diwu only provides dormitories, daily necessities, quilts, pillows, sheets and covers, but does not care about them.

Diwu is not a nanny school.

There are also clothes, computers, cosmetics, shoes and socks... there are so many things to bring.

You, Qin Mo, didn’t bring anything with you and came here to travel?

Since there were people warming up, in order to avoid the awkward atmosphere, Qin Mo smiled and replied: "It's okay, I went to Diwu, just buy whatever you need."

Everyone: "..."

These words made it impossible for them to refute.

Shen Mengsheng gave Qin Mo a thumbs up, you are awesome.

I just like wealthy classmates like you.

Qin Mo glanced around and found a familiar figure sitting beside him. He smiled and said, "Brother Meng, we meet again."

Hong Meng's body trembled and he said with a gloomy face: "Qin Mo, stay away from me. I don't want to talk to you... No, it's your blood."

Hong Meng suddenly looked at Qin Mo in surprise.

It's okay if Qin Mo doesn't get close. He can't feel anything wrong with this approach.

Qi and blood are forced to come.

Hong Meng immediately felt that the energy and blood in Qin Mo's body was much stronger than before in the different dimensions.

He had exactly the same feeling as when he met Hu Tianjiao.

"Your physical fitness is fake?!!"

Hong Meng stared at Qin Mo, his eyes full of despair.

Qin Mo is a fake.

This feeling is absolutely unmistakable.

Hong Meng was stunned. I know you killed 8 demons in another dimension and bought several demon crystals from other candidates.

But even with these demonic crystals, it's impossible for your Qin Mo's physical fitness to improve so much.

Shen Mengsheng, Cheng Xi, and other new emperor martial arts students suddenly turned their heads and looked this way with surprise on their faces when Hong Meng said that Qin Mo was fake.

They couldn't tell it before, but now that Hong Meng said it and everyone stared at Qin Mo, he was really a fake.

This physical fitness has improved too quickly.

Qin Mo smiled and said: "With good luck, your physical fitness will improve quickly. Isn't it true that Cheng Xi has become a fake first-class athlete a long time ago?"

Hong Meng was speechless, and everyone frowned. They couldn't agree with Qin Mo's words at all. Is this a concept?

You entered the fake first-class in just one month, compared with Cheng Xi who spent three years?

Can it be compared?

However, this is Qin Mo's secret, and they can't find a reason to delve deeper into it.

The more he couldn't ask questions, the sadder Hong Meng became. Qin Mo had become his nightmare from the beginning of the physical test. In his heart, he was determined to surpass Qin Mo. As a result, the gap between him and Qin Mo became wider and wider. .

I, Hong Meng, am so talented?

Is the gap between a literary master and a martial artist getting wider and wider?

For the first time since childhood, Hong Meng had doubts about his talent as a martial artist.

Cheng Xi clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Everyone, we will get on the bus in twenty minutes. Let's check to see if there is anything else we want to buy."

"There is nothing to buy, we should go check the tickets."

Cheng Xi is not short in height, reaching about 168cm tall, and because of her martial arts training, her body curves are extremely good, making it easy for others to focus on her.

They took a high-speed train that departed from Jincheng at 9:30 and arrived at Diwu in about six hours.

For lunch, I will probably eat it on the train.

Although food is also sold on the train, the taste is probably not as good.

It's better to buy some fast food or instant noodles and take them with you on the road.

Shen Mengsheng bought a box of instant noodles, Hong Meng bought some fried chicken, and Cheng Xi and the girl Yang Ying bought some French fries.

In front of the ticket gate, a large number of passengers started queuing up an hour in advance. The ticket check for the high-speed train was very complicated, from suitcases to martial arts blood tests.

Even if you don't pass the test at all, you won't be able to get on the bus.

"There are so many people."

"I heard that the Imperial Capital is prosperous. The farthest place I have ever traveled is to Zhehai City, the Imperial Capital. I have never been there." Cheng Xi said with a longing face.

While queuing up, everyone was chatting in twos and threes. Among them, Cheng Xi and Shen Mengsheng were all going to the Imperial Capital for the first time. Not to mention the rest of them, during the summer and winter vacations, they either took up cultural classes or practiced basic skills, so they had no time at all. Traveling.

I only yearn for the imperial capital.

Now that their longing is about to come true, they all look extremely excited.

When it comes to the imperial capital, most people have the impression that it is the administrative center of China with many ancient buildings. But in fact, the prosperity of the imperial capital definitely deserves the title of a commercial capital.

This can be easily calculated from the imperial capital's permanent population and annual GDP.

"Qi and blood are white, physical fitness is below 25 points, suitcase is fine, pass."

Next to the ticket gate, four uniformed ticket inspectors held a black detector and checked the passengers holding tickets one by one.

"So strict?" Qin Mo said in surprise.

Do you also need to test the passengers’ blood pressure?

Qin Mo looked at Hong Meng in confusion, but the latter shook his head and ignored him.

Shen Mengsheng explained: "Martial arts masters, especially those with high qi and blood and strong physical fitness, are too lethal and are potentially very harmful in closed spaces such as high-speed trains. In order to prevent accidents, high-speed trains and train stations have Specialized in checking Qi and blood."

So that’s it.

Soon it was Qin Mo's turn to check. Cheng Xi took out the ID card and the Emperor Wu admission notice and handed them over: "We are the new students of Emperor Wu, and the following are all."

When the ticket inspector in charge heard this, his face changed slightly, and his expression immediately became more respectful.

No matter it is an era of peace or an era of demons, top students who can get into top universities will always be respected no matter where they go. It is a sincere respect, not a perfunctory one.

If one of the students of Diwu is chosen from a thousand, he might become their immediate boss in the future.

The ticket inspector had admiration on his face, but he didn't dare to be careless. He carefully took everyone's notices and swiped their ID cards. After making sure there was no problem, he scanned Cheng Xi's body with a testing instrument: "Qi and blood are red, and the body is above 90. There’s nothing wrong with the suitcase, okay.”

The ticket inspector couldn't help but take another look at Cheng Xi. She's so beautiful, has such good physical fitness, and is still a student of the Imperial Martial Arts. It's unreasonable. You have all the advantages of a woman.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Mengsheng, Hong Meng, Qin Mo and others also passed the inspection one after another.

The data obtained by the ticket inspector after checking Qin Mo's energy and blood also made everyone more convinced that Qin Mo had reached the first-level fake realm.

"Qi and blood are red, health is above 90, backpack is fine, pass."

The ticket inspector once again looked up at Qin Mo with the same posture and angle, and sighed in his heart: He is so handsome, has such good physical fitness, and is still a student of the Imperial Martial Arts. It is ridiculous. All the advantages of men are concentrated in you alone. On the body.

Five minutes later, the 12 new students of Emperor Wu all passed the inspection and boarded the bus.

The interior space of the train is larger than that of the train. However, there are so many people getting on the train and there are luggage to carry, so the aisles quickly become crowded.

"It's a bit gentlemanly for a boy to help move the boxes, okay?" Yang Ying, the oval-faced girl, complained.

Shen Mengsheng replied: "As long as Qin Mo didn't bring a suitcase, let him help."

"Yes, yes, let Qin Mo move, he is full of energy and blood."

Several other boys also agreed.

Yang Ying looked forward to Qin Mo, what she was waiting for was Shen Mengsheng's words.

Qin Mo spread his hands and said with a smile: "We are all martial arts masters. Don't pretend to be weak. You were not like this during the physical examination."

After saying that, he found his seat and sat down under Yang Ying's resentful eyes.

Shen Mengsheng secretly gave Qin Mo a thumbs up, you are really awesome.



"It's almost time, stop checking the tickets." At the ticket gate, the uniformed ticket inspector glanced at the watch on his wrist and asked a female ticket checker next to him to start sealing the ticket gate.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute." At this moment, a man and woman about forty years old and dressed in simple clothes trotted over.

"Ticket, ID card." The young ticket inspector urged: "The train will leave soon."

"Hurry up dad, where's the ticket?"

"Here it is." The slightly thin middle-aged man quickly took out their ID cards and tickets from his pocket.

The ticket inspector checked the ID card and ticket. After confirming that they were correct, he took turns scanning the detector in front of the two people.

"White energy and blood, physical fitness below 25, no suitcase, pass."

"White energy and blood, physical fitness below 25, no suitcase, pass."

The middle-aged man and woman looked at each other and walked into the train with their heads lowered.

The leader of the ticket inspector team ordered everyone: "The D255 train is heading from Jincheng to the Imperial Capital. The ticket gate is now closed."

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