The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The quirky comments from later generations flooded in one after another.

But no one on the playground of Jinling Wuzhong High School could laugh.

The image of the demon fox causing havoc was still weighing on everyone's hearts.

Those sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, those names that fell in the wind and snow, those cries of "Farewell, brothers" still seem to echo in my ears.

"Is there another knife behind us?"

Someone's voice sounded weak.

"Being a war god... doesn't seem so enviable anymore."

The student who was speaking subconsciously looked at Lu Ming.

He still stood ramrod straight.

But for some reason, everyone suddenly felt that the figure was heavier than before.

Like a person standing at the end of a snowstorm, with the entire North pressing down behind them.

On the sky.

Aikun remained silent for a moment before speaking again.

"After the fox demon's rampage, a large number of documents were lost."

"Therefore, it is very difficult for later generations to fully reconstruct the detailed experiences of the God of War from Grandmaster to Grandmaster."

"All we know is that after that, Lu Ming was successfully promoted to company commander in the Northern Army."

"Those recruits who were originally hostile to him spontaneously supported him to become their leader after experiencing the chaos caused by the demon fox."

"It was from that time on that Lu Ming's prestige in the Northern Army truly took root in the hearts of every brother."

Ai Kun speaks slowly.

But every word spoken was like digging up an old history buried by wind and snow.

The audience seemed to see those teenagers in their own eyes.

They walked out of the recruit camp.

The childishness in his body was gradually worn away by blood and fire.

They began to distinguish themselves, get promoted, get wounded, recover, and go to war again.

From a teenager to a key member of the military.

From a new recruit weeping over the body of his brother to a backbone that later became the backbone of the Northern Army.

Aikun raised his head, and his voice suddenly rose.

Three years.

"Lu Ming led his brothers in 108 battles on the border!"

"One hundred and eight battles."

"Undefeated!"

"His reputation as a war god truly took hold at that time!"

On the playground, many students began to breathe rapidly.

Even the soldiers of the First Division of the State couldn't help but straighten their backs.

One hundred and eight times.

They have never lost a game.

These four words are enough to explain everything.

Ai Kun raised his hand and pointed.

Fragmented images of battle reports appeared on the sky.

Black snowfield.

The demon army.

Young Lu Ming ventured alone into the heart of the demon realm, his blade flashing as he repeatedly tore through the blood-red storm.

"Later, at the age of eighteen, Lu Ming single-handedly charged into the enemy camp during the chaotic battle between the two armies, hoping to use the pressure of certain death to break through the pass."

"The demon race will naturally not let such an opportunity slip by."

"Immediately dispatch thirteen demon kings to surround and kill Lu Ming!"

A collective gasp filled the air on the playground.

Thirteen-Headed Demon King!

Even though they knew Lu Ming was standing there perfectly fine, their hearts still clenched when they heard those words.

Go for it, God of War!

[Kill those motherless beasts!]

【Lu Mingchong! Lu Mingchong, the War God of the North!】

The image on the screen flashed suddenly.

The ground was covered in demon blood.

Twelve enormous remains of demon kings lay scattered across the snowy plain.

Young Lu Ming stood atop the mountain of corpses, leaning on his sword. His military uniform was soaked in blood, and the aura of a Grandmaster surged from behind him.

Ai Kun spoke slowly and deliberately.

"The outcome was entirely predictable."

"Our war god has won."

"He used twelve demon kings as a sacrificial offering to his sword, successfully reaching the Grandmaster realm!"

"Finally, the former Northern Army division commander voluntarily submitted a transfer application to the military headquarters."

"Military merit, prestige, and morale—all three are combined."

"No one can stop Lu Ming from taking over as commander of the Northern Army."

"Thus, the first half of the God of War's story comes to a perfect end!"

Above the sky, the barrage of comments finally exploded.

[Kyoto sends its congratulations!]

[Congratulations from Shanghai!]

[Congratulations from Chongqing!]

【…】

[Hey upstairs, hold on a minute! Opening champagne at halftime is way too early!]

[Yeah, host, how come there are only twelve? Where's the other one?]

[Ran away?]

[I have a bad feeling, what do you guys think? Could the one that didn't die be a blood fox?]

[Ouch... I'm getting goosebumps!]

[That guy's still alive? Following the typical novel trope, he's definitely the ultimate villain!]

"brush!"

Aikun slammed the folding fan shut.

The atmosphere, which had just eased up a little, instantly fell silent again.

He looked at the camera with a serious expression.

"You guys guessed right."

"That blood fox that escaped the God of War's blade twice was the culprit who later changed the God of War's life."

"It was also this that turned the name of War God Lu Ming from being revered by the whole nation into a taboo that was endlessly debated by countless people."

On the playground.

Lu Ming's fingers, which were pressed against the tiger tally, slowly tightened.

He looked at the sky, and for the first time, his eyes showed a clear change in expression.

He already knew what was going to be placed next.

"Blood Fox..."

These two words sent chills down the spines of several students nearby who heard them.

"Snapped!"

On the sky, Aikun tapped the table with his folding fan.

"alright."

Let's unravel the mystery.

"Why did the God of War, Lu Ming, suddenly transfer to Jinling Martial Arts High School and come to Class 9 of the third year?!"

[Tell me already! You've been keeping me in suspense for ages!]

[Exactly! Smash the streamer's head!]

On the playground.

The students were already incredibly puzzled.

The soldiers of the First Division of the State also turned to look at Lu Ming.

They didn't understand either.

Why would a war god who had already established himself in the northern border suddenly leave the frontier and come to an ordinary high school to become a taciturn labor committee member?

"Hey, Old Ye."

Yan Cong lowered his voice, his face full of confusion.

"If our labor committee member is so awesome, why would he want to come here?"

Ye Chen glanced at Ye Long not far away out of the corner of his eye.

Ye Long was staring intently at the sky.

That look in his eyes seemed to be waiting for a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

Ye Chen's lips twitched.

"I have no idea."

"I don't want to know."

Yan Cong looked at him suspiciously.

Why are you so nervous?

"Who's nervous?"

Ye Chen immediately straightened his back.

"I'm respecting the God of War's privacy."

Yan Cong: "..."

You'd better be the best, kid.

On the sky.

Ai Kun didn't keep them in suspense any longer.

He took a deep breath and said directly:

"The God of War transferred schools to find his biological sister!"

【? 】

【? ? ? 】

【? ? ? ? 】

For a moment, the entire live stream room fell silent.

Immediately afterwards, question marks filled the screen.

The playground erupted in chaos.

"younger sister?"

"Lu Ming has a younger sister?"

"Did he come to Class 9 to look for someone?"

Lu Changming suddenly looked at Lu Ming.

He suddenly remembered that when Lu Ming first transferred to the school, the section about family relationships on his information sheet was blank.

He initially thought it was just a pitiful child, but now it seems it was a military secret.

Aikun raised his hand and tapped the holographic keyboard in front of him.

A yellowed page appeared on the screen behind him.

The edges of the paper were torn, and the handwriting was crooked.

It looks like a very young child, writing it stroke by stroke with all their might.

"Before we go on, let's add some background information about the God of War."

"These are fragments of War God's early belongings provided by the War History Department of the Dragon Kingdom's military. They were once sealed in the top-secret archives of the Northern Territory."

"Gentlemen, please look."