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"Shuang Yun, right?"
In the infirmary of Dreamscape Academy, Huamo was examining Shuang Yun's body.
"Yes, could you take a look at this child and see if there's anything wrong with her health?"
Liushu brought Shuang Yun here.
"There's nothing wrong at all. Right now, she could jump up and run twenty laps around the field with no problem."
Huamo twirled the pen in her hand as she said this.
"I think I've heard of you before."
Huamo picked up a stack of docunts from a cabinet nearby.
"Oh, you're the student who disappeared in the mountains two months ago. That's amazing—did you really survive in the wild for two months?"
Huamo looked at the docunts and asked.
"No."
Shuang Yun shook her head.
"Then where did you go?"
Liushu asked.
"I... I..."
Shuang Yun wanted to say sothing.
"I..."
In the end, she said nothing.
"Had your mory erased? So you can't say it out loud?"
Huamo asked.
"Ye-yes... No, that's not it!"
"So, is it or isn't it?"
Liushu said.
"I... I really don't know."
Shuang Yun felt as if she had been through sothing, but she couldn't recall anything—her mory was in a complete ss.
"I've seen cases like yours before, where soone's mory has been tampered with. You may have been sent to a point in the past or future—then a god there discovered you, erased your mory, and sent you back. That's probably what happened."
Huamo concluded.
"Shuang Yun!"
While they were talking, an energetic girl burst into the infirmary.
"Are you all right? Where have you been all these days?"
The girl hugged Shuang Yun tightly.
"Mo Ying, you're holding so tight, even if I was fine, you'd strangle sothing out of ."
Liushu pried Mo Ying away.
"Mo Ying..."
Huamo pulled out another stack of docunts.
On the file, it was written that Mo Ying's father was nad Mo Fengren.
"Mo Fengren, huh..."
Mo Fengren, Mo Ying's father, was also an old friend of Huamo's.
"Ahem, I'm fine."
Having escaped Mo Ying's grasp, Shuang Yun coughed a few tis and said.
"You know her father?"
Liushu asked. He'd also heard Mo Ying ntion Mo Fengren before.
"Well, yes, I do know him."
Huamo replied.
"My father is truly great."
Mo Ying said.
"Indeed, your father can be considered a hero."
Huamo nodded.
"Of course! Do you rember him?!"
Mo Ying seed very excited.
"Of course. I even rember lending him an umbrella once."
Huamo picked up the teacup in her hand.
"It's all old mories. When I knew your father, you hadn't been born yet."
Huamo said.
"Eh, tell more about what my father was like back then!"
Mo Ying said eagerly.
"All right. It's almost ti for class. The infirmary isn't a place for you to joke around."
Huamo looked as if she was about to shoo them out.
"Oops, next class is combat training! Shuang Yun, let's go, or Xiya will get points deducted again for being alone."
Mo Ying glanced at her class schedule and said.
"Ah, right, right!"
Shuang Yun imdiately stood up.
Mo Ying led Shuang Yun quickly out of the infirmary.
"So, how did you get to know Mo Ying's father?"
Liushu still seed interested in the topic.
"I already told you, that was a long ti ago."
Huamo replied.
"......"
Liushu had no intention of leaving.
"Mo Ying and Louguan Xiya, both of them are from other worlds."
Seeing Liushu playing the rascal, Huamo sighed and began to tell an old story.
It seed like a long story.
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"Combat class, hmm... let see who's up next."
Teacher Zhi Ying looked at the roster in her hand.
"The next match is Shuang Yun from Group B versus Mo Luo from Group D. Please enter the arena quickly. Anyone late will be disqualified."
The teacher called out.
However, only Xiya from Group B was still in her seat.
Mo Luo walked into the arena.
"The usual rule applies. We'll give three minutes. If Shuang Yun doesn't show up, she'll be marked absent for this practical class." the teacher announced.
......
"One minute left."
"We're here, we're here. Shuang Yun from our group hasn't been feeling well lately, so I took her for a checkup. Don't be so rigid, can't you cut us so slack?"
Liushu arrived in the arena with Shuang Yun and Mo Ying.
"You're finally back,"
Zhi Ying looked at Shuang Yun and said.
"Since you're here, hurry up and get on the field."
"Yes, yes, Shuang Yun, go get ready. It's fine if you lose—the point is just to test yourself."
"All right."
Shuang Yun nodded and went to the side.
"Don't you think your approach to teaching is a bit negligent?"
Zhi Ying said to Liushu.
"What am I supposed to do, force her to fight with all her might?"
Liushu answered.
"That won't inspire your students."
"I don't care much about winning or losing. If she loses, she can fight again next ti—it's not like this is a fight to the death."
Liushu chuckled.
"Besides, Shuang Yun has just co back. She's not in any condition."
"Suit yourself."
Shuang Yun entered the arena.
"We've wasted enough ti, let's start right away,"
Zhi Ying announced.
Both students drew their swords.
"Begin the match."
At the teacher's order, mo Luo charged first.
He closed the gap to Shuang Yun as quickly as possible.
"Ugh..."
Shuang Yun struggled to block the first strike.
Her opponent was obviously a strength-based fighter, and Shuang Yun had a hard ti defending.
"So heavy."
Shuang Yun quickly widened the gap, circling to the side to attack her opponent.
Her opponent reacted quickly and blocked the attack.
"Shuang Yun still hasn't improved at all. Don't you think you're quite a failure as a teacher?" the teacher remarked.
"That's not on ; I'm just a teacher, not a therapist. I can't fix whatever's keeping Shuang Yun from swinging her sword with force."
Liushu replied.
Mo Luo countered every attack from Shuang Yun with calm precision. It was as though he had completely seen through her.
No matter how much Shuang Yun changed up her attacks, mo Luo could defend against them all.
Then, taking advantage of a gap during her continuous attacks, mo Luo landed a blow to her shoulder.
Shuang Yun staggered back several steps, her shield fracturing a little.
If she took another hit, the shield would shatter completely.
And that would an her defeat.
"......"
Shuang Yun gripped her sword hilt tighter.
She seed to be pondering or rembering sothing.
She took a deep breath and adjusted her stance.
"What's this posture? Is that a new move from Shuang Yun?"
The teacher asked.
"I don't know, I don't think I've ever seen Shuang Yun take a stance like that before,"
Mo Ying said.
"... Why does this look familiar?"
Liushu stared at Shuang Yun in the arena.
He felt as though he had seen this stance sowhere before.
"......"
A chill crept up Liushu's back.
This is... killing intent?
Was there killing intent coming from Shuang Yun?
"This is a bit bad."
Liushu seed to realize sothing and stepped down from the stands.
"Breathing... deep breathing..."
Shuang Yun raised her sword.
Even Wei, from far away, looked over when she saw Shuang Yun take that stance.
Shuang Yun steadied herself.
"!"
In an instant, she shot toward her opponent like a wild beast.
Now, she was like a wolf, ready to tear open her opponent's throat at any cost.
"Pa."
Then, Liushu grabbed her sword hand, stopping Shuang Yun in her tracks.
"That move—who taught it to you?"
Liushu asked darkly.
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