Chapter 29: Chapter 29

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 documents 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 documents and asked.

Shuang Yun shook her head.

"Then where did you go?"

Shuang Yun wanted to say something.

In the end, she said nothing.

"Had your memory erased? So you can't say it out loud?"

"Ye-yes... No, that's not it!"

"So, is it or isn't it?"

"I... I really don't know."

Shuang Yun felt as if she had been through something, but she couldn't recall anything—her memory was in a complete mess.

"I've seen cases like yours before, where someone's memory 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 memory, and sent you back. That's probably what happened."

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 me so tight, even if I was fine, you'd strangle something out of me."

Liushu pried Mo Ying away.

Huamo pulled out another stack of documents.

On the file, it was written that Mo Ying's father was named Mo Fengren.

Mo Fengren, Mo Ying's father, was also an old friend of Huamo's.

Having escaped Mo Ying's grasp, Shuang Yun coughed a few times and said.

"You know her father?"

Liushu asked. He'd also heard Mo Ying mention Mo Fengren before.

"Well, yes, I do know him."

"My father is truly great."

"Indeed, your father can be considered a hero."

"Of course! Do you remember him?!"

Mo Ying seemed very excited.

"Of course. I even remember lending him an umbrella once."

Huamo picked up the teacup in her hand.

"It's all old memories. When I knew your father, you hadn't been born yet."

"Eh, tell me more about what my father was like back then!"

Mo Ying said eagerly.

"All right. It's almost time 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.

Shuang Yun immediately 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 seemed interested in the topic.

"I already told you, that was a long time ago."

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 seemed like a long story.

"Combat class, hmm... let me 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.

"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 some 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."

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?"

"That won't inspire your students."

"I don't care much about winning or losing. If she loses, she can fight again next time—it's not is a fight to the death."

"Besides, Shuang Yun has just come back. She's not in any condition."

Shuang Yun entered the arena.

"We've wasted enough time, let's start right away,"

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At the teacher's order, mo Luo charged first.

He closed the gap to Shuang Yun as quickly as possible.

Shuang Yun struggled to block the first strike.

Her opponent was obviously a strength-based fighter, and Shuang Yun had a hard time defending.

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 me; I'm just a teacher, not a therapist. I can't fix whatever's keeping Shuang Yun from swinging her sword with force."

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 mean her defeat.

Shuang Yun gripped her sword hilt tighter.

She seemed to be pondering or remembering something.

She took a deep breath and adjusted her stance.

"What's this posture? Is that a new move from Shuang Yun?"

"I don't know, I don't think I've ever seen Shuang Yun take a stance like that before,"

"... Why does this look familiar?"

Liushu stared at Shuang Yun in the arena.

He felt as though he had seen this stance somewhere before.

A chill crept up Liushu's back.

This is... killing intent?

Was there killing intent coming from Shuang Yun?

Liushu seemed to realize something 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.

Then, Liushu grabbed her sword hand, stopping Shuang Yun in her tracks.

"That move—who taught it to you?"