Chapter 126: Zhan Yu Would Dare

Xuan Xuan had been learning Chinese characters from him for a long time, but her handwriting had never looked good. He vaguely felt that her style was quite similar to the way she had written in the past.

Moreover, Moqi Xuan Xuan’s handwriting was too similar to hers—it was as if they were cast from the same mold.

How could two people have such identical handwriting, identical hobbies, and identical temperaments? They even shared the exact same minor mannerisms.

The most important point was her eyes!

Over these past three days, he had denied his own suspicions many times, but the image of their eyes kept flashing back and forth in his mind.

Appearances can be deceiving, but eyes cannot.

For these past ten years, he could recognize her instantly just by seeing that pair of deep blue eyes; he could tell it was her just by looking at her silhouette.

And Moqi Xuan Xuan’s eyes had made him think it was her more than once.

Even if someone looked similar, their eyes could never be the same.

It was because of Moqi Xuan Xuan’s eyes that Zhan Yu had made up his mind to go to his family’s elder and arrange to teach at the Federal First Military Academy.

He would find the evidence to make her admit it.

Then, he smiled. Actually, what did it matter if she didn't admit it?

As long as he was certain, that was enough.

He would find the evidence to confirm it for himself; even if it weren't true, he would find the evidence to convince himself.

He scanned the people around him and walked into the classroom.

As Zhan Yu stepped inside, the entire room fell instantly silent.

Over the past three months, Zhan Yu had left a profound impression on every freshman at the Federal First Military Academy.

They might forget anyone else in their lives, but they would never forget this "black-faced god," especially since only three days had passed.

They had endured three months of hellish life under his command.

He glanced at the now-mute classroom, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his mouth. He caught sight of Xuan Xuan, who was sitting next to Moqi Weihao and the others, lost in thought.

"Three days without seeing you, and you all seem to be doing quite well," Zhan Yu said softly.

There were many people in the room. Zhan Yu scanned them; although there were only students from the Command, Mecha Design, and Mecha departments, there were clearly more than three hundred of them. It seemed to be one class per major.

"Your teacher had an urgent matter arise, so I will be taking over this course. I hope we can get along happily in the future."

A wave of groans erupted from below. Although everyone had started to suspect this when he walked in, nothing had been confirmed until now. Zhan Yu’s words had essentially cast them into the abyss.

Someone with a death wish asked, "How long is this 'future'?"

"Your curriculum is eight years long. If I recall correctly, the 'Physical Skills' course lasts for eight years." He glanced at the crowd with a good mood. Even if he wouldn't necessarily have the time to teach for all eight years, scaring them seemed to put him in an even better mood.

Physical Skills? Xuan Xuan’s mouth twitched. How had she not noticed there was such a course?

Her own physical training only focused on internal cultivation, but it seemed Federal physical training wasn't just about that, right?

In middle school and elementary school, she hadn't been required to take physical training due to her age, but that was certainly impossible now that she was in university.

But could someone tell her why the Mecha Design department had to study physical skills?

Moqi Weihao was even more conflicted. His third uncle had repeatedly warned him to ensure Xuan Xuan stayed away from Zhan Yu and Kuang Shao, and now, one of them was going to be their teacher?

Avoid him? How were they supposed to avoid him?

"My class does not require your attendance every session."

Everyone’s eyes lit up. Was he really that kind?

That didn't seem like his style.

He curved his lips and continued, "You don't have to come to class, as long as you can defeat me in physical combat at the end of the semester, I will let you pass."

The crowd groaned and slumped over. To defeat Zhan Yu with his skills and abilities? That was impossible.

Watching everyone collapse, Zhan Yu didn't care at all.

Even if the Federal First Military Academy asked him to teach the "Physical Skills" course, he wasn't necessarily always in the mood to show up.

In the Federation, if anyone claimed to be second in physical skills, no one would dare claim to be first.

Everyone in the Federation knew the importance of physical skills.

The course had been a constant since elementary school, and university was naturally no exception.

Tapping gently on the lectern, Zhan Yu checked the attendance on his smart device and told the class, "I admire the courage of those who didn't show up on the first day. Tell them for me to just come back at the end of the semester."

Attendance at the Federal First Military Academy was tracked by the smart device; students signed in using their fingerprints.

Because the previous teacher was rumored to be an easygoing person when the schedules were handed out, many students had inquired beforehand and slipped away.

Zhan Yu didn't do anything special during his first lecture. He simply talked about the development of physical skills, stated his requirements, and explained how the classes would be conducted.

Xuan Xuan rested her chin on her hand. She wondered if it was her imagination, but Zhan Yu had been acting strange lately, especially the way he looked at her and his strange attitude when he spoke.

Moreover, she ran into him everywhere. Was the Zerg front really that peaceful?

He had so much free time.

Zhan Yu was free, but Kuang Shao certainly wasn't.

He had just returned from that desolate military training site and hadn't even had a chance to go wild before his grandfather emerged from his laboratory.

He nagged him all day long, telling him to bring Moqi Xuan Xuan to their house. But thinking back to Moqi Lianhao’s expression that day, he felt he had better not go looking for trouble.

Especially since the man’s daughter hadn't been home for three months and only had these three days to spend with them; if he tried to bring her over, he felt that not only Moqi Lianhao, but Moqi Yi and Tong Wan would finish him off.

He patted his head. Just as he was thinking about it, his grandfather called out to him.

He sauntered over to his grandfather. "I'll go pick her up when she's on break. What's the rush?"

He rolled his eyes. Was Moqi Xuan Xuan actually his grandfather's biological granddaughter?

He couldn't stop talking about her.

"Hmph," Kuang Hongyi snorted with dissatisfaction. That simulation mecha of Xuan Xuan’s had given him a massive headache.

He had spent half a month researching it without finding anything, so he decided to take it apart. Once he did, he wished he could take his own head apart too.

After disassembling it, he had identified all the other parts.

But he couldn't make heads or tails of the core component.

Not only did he not understand it, but he had never even seen anything like it.

It seemed to be related to spiritual power, yet it also seemed to be something else.

But how was it connected to spiritual power?

And how was it controlled?

What were the symbols on it?

For three or four months, he hadn't left the lab, and he had made countless replicas, but none of them worked; he couldn't even put Xuan Xuan’s original back together.

He was anxious, and Kuang Shao still wouldn't go pick up Xuan Xuan.

Today, he had received news that Zhan Yu had gone to the Federal First Military Academy. And his target was none other than his apprentice, Moqi Xuan Xuan.

An instant sense of crisis overwhelmed him. Was the Zhan family trying to snatch her away?

"Why did that brat Zhan Yu go to the Federal First Military Academy?" Kuang Hongyi asked.

Huh? Why was he talking about that?

Kuang Shao nodded. "Yeah, he went to teach 'Physical Skills'."

"Hmph, would he be that idle? I think there's more to it than meets the eye," Kuang Hongyi said.

Kuang Shao looked awkward. It really did seem like there was more to it than met the eye. The guy was clearly aiming for Moqi Xuan Xuan’s teacher.

Kuang Hongyi suddenly asked, "Is the Zhan family eyeing my apprentice?"

"You're overthinking it, aren't you?" That girl wasn't even seventeen yet. She was more than twenty years younger than Zhan Yu. Even if he had strange tastes, he couldn't possibly be interested in her.

He couldn't tell him that Zhan Yu was interested in her teacher.

"How come you didn't inherit even a bit of my charm?" Kuang Hongyi said, looking at him as if he were a disappointment. "I let you take Xuan Xuan back and forth so many times, how did you not cultivate any feelings?"

Kuang Shao felt a headache coming on. She was so young; was he supposed to be a pedophile?

"Back then, the people chasing me lined up outside the Imperial Star. How come you have no charm at all?" Kuang Hongyi glared at him.

Kuang Hongyi had likely forgotten how he used to help Kuang Shao clean up his romantic entanglements.

Being questioned about his charm was the one thing Kuang Shao couldn't tolerate, and he immediately jumped up. "It’s not that I don't have charm; it’s that I don't like her."

"No way. What if the Zhan family snatches my apprentice away? You go to the Federal First Military Academy right now and keep an eye on Zhan Yu." Kuang Hongyi was a man of action; he immediately contacted the head of the Federal First Military Academy on his communicator.

He had held an honorary professorship at the Federal First Military Academy for several years. "Are you short on people?"

The headmaster, Liao Kun, was a former comrade who had once slogged through the military with Kuang Hongyi. He knew Kuang Hongyi’s personality all too well—he was obsessed with mechas, but as for teaching students, other than that little girl from the Moqi family, he had never seen Kuang Hongyi teach anyone else.

"What, did your Kuang family go bankrupt?" Liao Kun asked suspiciously.

Kuang Hongyi retorted without hesitation, "It’s your Federal First Military Academy that went bust."

Liao Kun gritted his teeth and asked irritably, "If you aren't bankrupt, why do you have time to bother me?"

"Did you let that Zhan brat in?" Kuang Hongyi asked.

"So what? If the Zhan family is willing to come and teach physical skills, would I be foolish enough not to agree?" Liao Kun said. The Zhan family’s level in physical skills was so high that he would be an idiot to refuse, just as he was happy to have Kuang Hongyi teach mecha design.

"Did he go straight for my apprentice?" Kuang Hongyi looked at him with disdain. Didn't he have any integrity?

Liao Kun’s eyes suddenly lit up. Everyone loved gossip. "What, is that brat Zhan Yu going to marry your apprentice?"

"Bullshit, let him try," Kuang Hongyi raged. If Zhan Yu dared to snatch her, he would make the Zhan family go bankrupt and starve; let's see if they’d have the money for a dowry then.

Seeing Kuang Hongyi fly into a rage, Liao Kun figured there was an eighty percent chance it was true, and he watched him happily without saying a word.

"Put Kuang Shao in and replace Zhan Yu for me."

"How is that possible? Kuang Shao’s physical skills are good, but he can't compare to Zhan Yu in teaching. No." Liao Kun refused immediately; he wasn't a fool.

Gritting his teeth, Kuang Hongyi said, "Then have him teach something else."

"Oh my, there are already a lot of teachers lately." Liao Kun knew Kuang Hongyi was determined to get Kuang Shao in.

Seeing Liao Kun’s expression, Kuang Hongyi understood and said, "Five A-grade mechas, ten B-grade mechas."

"Ten A-grade mechas, thirty B-grade mechas." Liao Kun demanded a high price; he wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't squeeze him for everything he could get, given the chance.

"Deal."