C5 Return to Campus

When they left home, Wu Shuang was still a high level apprentice, considered to be an elite in the third high school, but in the entire Shangning City, it was nothing. If an apprentice wanted to become a Heavenly Sound Master, it was like a carp jumping a dragon's gate.

However, in less than an hour, Wu Shuang had taken advantage of the wind to rise up above the thousands of people.

No one would have thought that in a small place like Nanhu Park, a carp would jump over the dragon gate.

However, no matter how cool the wind was, it was unable to cool Wu Shuang's hot blood. Before he left, he practiced his fist technique for a long time, and only stopped when the Heavenly Note could no longer continue.

It also let him know his bottom line, just like the power of that fist earlier. He could punch ten times in a row to recover Qi, and if he were to attack with full strength, at most one punch would drain most of his Heavenly Note Force. However, the effect of that punch was still vivid in Wu Shuang's mind.

With the increase in his strength, Wu Shuang's bones, flesh, and tendons instantly tensed up. Although it didn't turn into muscle steel, it was like a spring that was compressed to the limit.

Bang!" When Wu Shuang punched out, a huge amount of energy instantly found its way to the breakthrough point. The speed of the punch was so fast that it was hard to catch.

In the blink of an eye, a complete Five-claw Golden Dragon split the air and flew more than a dozen meters away. It crashed into the forest, and after passing through two trees that a person was hugging, it disappeared.

"This is too cool!" Wu Shuang suddenly screamed, then realized that he was still in the car.

Ignoring the looks of lunatics around, Wu Shuang buried his body deep in the seat and felt comfortable.

When he returned home, Lee Min was chatting with a tanned man. Seeing Wu Shuang return, Lee Min greeted him with a smile, "Son, you're back."

"Yes." Wu Shuang smiled. His gaze fell on a man in a grey vest and camouflage pants.

He had a crew cut, grey hair at the temples, and a simple and honest smile on his face that was covered in oil and sweat. His slightly panting body looked strong, but it was still difficult to hide his mental exhaustion.

"Dad, you're back." Wu Shuang greeted Wu Lia and then sat down beside him.

"Hur hur, I just got home." Wu Lia patted Wu Shuang's thigh with his rough hands and said, "Son, I heard from your mom that you're going back to school tomorrow?"

"That's right. I've been home for quite a few days. I should go back and take a look."

Wu Shuang picked up the glass of water on the table and gulped it down. He had been out for a long time and his mouth was dry.

"Good, good." Good, good. Wu Lia smiled and nodded, then organized his words and said, "Dad knows you got bullied in school, but you're an adult now, so go back to school. Tell Mom and Dad what you need."

"Un, I understand. Dad, don't worry, I will take care of it." Wu Shuang put his arm around his father's broad shoulders. Looking at the wrinkles on his forehead and the corner of his eyes, he felt slightly bitter.

This man had paid too much for his family. Every day, he had to get up early to be greedy for the dark. In addition to working at the construction site, he also had to work part-time to unload trucks. He did not earn much money all year round, but he was tired and looked like he had aged quite a few years.

"Dad, mom, thanks for your hard work. I, Wu Shuang, hereby swear that I will definitely let you live a good life!"

Even though Wu Shuang was talking and laughing with his parents, he made a firm oath in his heart …

The next day, the sunlight shone through the curtains onto the sleeping youth.

Ring!

The alarm suddenly rang, causing the teenager's eyelids to tremble. He opened his eyes and looked at the yellowish ceiling, revealing a silly smile.

"Hur hur, so it wasn't a dream!"

After hitting the alarm clock to stop, Wu Shuang yawned and got out of bed, then stretched.

After a night of rest, Wu Shuang had recovered most of his health. He walked out of the room refreshed. Lee Min was still tidying up the dishes on the table.

"Shuang-er, you're awake. Wash your hands and prepare to eat." Lee Min greeted with a smile.

"Sigh, alright." Wu Shuang replied, glanced around the hall and asked: "Did my dad go to the construction site?"

"Yes, he left early in the morning." Lee Min picked up her bowl and chopsticks, walking towards the kitchen.

After breakfast, Wu Shuang bid farewell to his mother and left the house. After changing to the bus twice, he arrived at the 3rd high school of the Changle District.

The third high school was a major school in Shangning City, it took up an extremely wide area, had a lot of teachers, and the scenery inside the school was very beautiful. Wu Shuang walked into the campus as if he had entered a park, with all the pavilions, lakes, and fake mountains.

If he did not advance to Heavenly Sound Master, Wu Shuang would have to spend more than half a year here to study. After graduation, he would choose to continue studying at a higher education institution, or enter some Heavenly Sound Master to work as a civilian or logistics officer.

However, to the current Wu Shuang, returning to school was just to fulfill his promise. When the original owner left with hatred, he wanted to take it back tenfold this time.

Walking from the ordinary teaching area all the way to the academy, he saw a dome-like structure that resembled an observatory.

The spherical part of the upper level of the building was surrounded by three layers of battle song rings. The middle ring was the largest, while the top and bottom rings were the same size.

The moment Wu Shuang walked into the research institute's area, he bumped into a foamy membrane and effortlessly passed through it. The surrounding Heavenly Sound Force instantly became a lot denser; this was the effect of the Spirit Gathering Warsong Arts Formation and also the biggest advantage and bright spot of the research institute.

"Wu Shuang? Why is he here? "

"Isn't he the scum who copied the war song?"

As Wu Shuang walked into the institute, more and more people recognized the former genius, the scum of today. As the star of the 'Plagiarism School' that just happened, Wu Shuang had a notorious reputation.

Even those who had never seen him before, upon hearing that he was Wu Shuang, all glared at him. They had never stopped pointing fingers at him ever since they entered the restaurant.

However, no one dared to find trouble with him. After all, he still held the title of an Advanced Apprentice. If he wanted to make a move, he would have to weigh the pros and cons.

Wu Shuang completely ignored the mocking and ridicule around him. He followed his memories and walked toward the stairs.

It was not hard to guess his destination. Many people chased after him with the attitude of watching a good show.

Not long later, Wu Shuang arrived at the third floor. After walking a few steps west, he turned into the first classroom.

In the classroom, twenty people were divided into three groups, busy as a hustle and bustle.

When Wu Shuang came in, a majority of the students were engrossed in creating their melody. There were also a few students who were fighting with their faces red for their melody combinations. The classroom was filled with a strong academic atmosphere, so no one noticed that someone had entered.

Wu Shuang looked around the classroom. His gaze rested on a teenager with a famous brand and a plump youth. Then, he pulled out a chair and sat down.

Squeak!

Perhaps it was the noises made by the chairs, or maybe they had noticed him long ago. As Wu Shuang sat down, the classroom instantly became quiet.

Wu Shuang looked at them with either disdain, ridicule or hostility, but he acted as if he didn't hear it. He even picked up the music on the table with interest and casually flipped through it.

"Wu Shuang, who let you in, get out of here quickly!" The sound of a broken gong suddenly rang out in the classroom.