Chapter 1144 - 380: Some Stories Cannot Be Forgotten

Su Yue had just set foot in West City. Before he even walked out of the station, he ran into an acquaintance.

Du Jing’s Book!

"Y-You... you, you..."

Seeing Su Yue, Du Jing’s Book looked as if he had seen a ghost, his reaction so exaggerated that his lips were trembling. Behind Du Jing’s Book was another student from West Martial. Su Yue took a look and figured the guy had probably just broken through to the Third Grade.

"You what? Haven’t you seen this handsome face before?" Su Yue grumpily punched Du Jing’s Book.

What a little surprise.

"You are... what was your name again? Sorry, I forgot!" Su Yue looked at the student behind him. He remembered seeing this person before, but they probably hadn’t spoken, so they weren’t familiar.

"My name is Zhang Weiwei, a sophomore. We met in the Student Union office; I was still at the Second Grade back then.

"All of our classmates at West Martial are proud of you." Zhang Weiwei stepped forward and hurriedly shook Su Yue’s hand.

"I’m flattered, I’m flattered. It’s all just luck," Su Yue hurriedly returned the politeness.

As the saying goes, seeing a familiar face far from home brings tears to the eyes. After wandering outside for so long, suddenly running into two classmates actually brought a trace of warmth to Su Yue’s heart.

"Su Yue, why do you look like a labor camp convict now with this hairstyle?" Du Jing’s Book pinched his own flowing long hair, then looked at Su Yue in astonishment. He wondered why this kid, who used to care so much about his hairstyle, had changed it.

"It’s refreshing to cut it short. This is the look of a tough guy," Su Yue touched his stubbly hair.

Back when he left the Wet Realm, he had ruthlessly chopped it off in a state of frustration. Later, he realized that having short hair was actually quite handsome too. Anyway, with his superior facial features, he looked handsome from any angle, so it didn’t matter.

"Instead of cultivating properly, where are you off to?" Su Yue asked again.

"Bah, I’m not cultivating properly? In the entire Array class at the Research Institute, I am the most hardworking one. I’ve cultivated to the point of vomiting blood! Do you think everyone is like you?" Du Jing’s Book glared at Su Yue in dissatisfaction, his eyes filled with all kinds of depression.

"Du Jing’s Book has really worked hard enough. If nothing unexpected happens, in three to five months, he might be able to break through to the Fourth Grade," Zhang Weiwei said with a face full of envy. This year’s freshmen were truly heaven-defying.

"Fourth Grade? Not bad, kid," Su Yue was also somewhat surprised.

"We’re just lucky too.

"Because of the Grandmaster-Slaying Chain, the Research Institute is throwing money at us at all costs. If we don’t break through, we’d be letting down the resources the country has given us.

"Once Gong Ling and Liao Ping also break through to the Fourth Grade, our Grandmaster-Slaying Chain will be able to remotely kill Seventh Grade alien races.

"How about it? Are you excited?

"Unfortunately, the Grandmaster-Slaying Chain has very strict requirements for Martial Artists. They must be at the same realm, and there can’t be any age discrepancies.

"When we all break through to the Fourth Grade, you can still come back and take the central pressure position," Du Jing’s Book grew increasingly excited as he spoke.

"What grade is Wang Lu Feng at now?" Su Yue asked again.

"Don’t mention him; it pisses me off!" The originally jubilant Brother Du suddenly turned cold, his face looking as if he had applied an eggplant skin face mask.

"Wang Lu Feng just broke through to the Fourth Grade three days ago, which is why the Research Institute had me come as a substitute.

"He’s really amazing.

"Another freshman at the Fourth Grade. You freshmen this year are simply making us seniors lose all face," Zhang Weiwei gave a bitter smile.

One Su Yue. One Wang Lu Feng. Currently, there were already two freshmen at the Fourth Grade. Among this year’s Martial Artists, there would definitely be someone who broke through to become a Grandmaster while still in school.

How terrifying.

"Fourth Grade? Damn!" Su Yue gasped.

When he saw Wang Nanguo a few days ago, the man hadn’t even mentioned that Wang Lu Feng had reached the Fourth Grade. Wait. That didn’t seem right. When he met Wang Nanguo, Wang Lu Feng must have just broken through and hadn’t had the time to notify his dad yet. If Uncle Wang found out, wouldn’t he be so thrilled that he’d have a stroke?

"Don’t be discouraged, Zhang Weiwei.

"That bastard Wang Lu Feng is a second-generation official. His dad is the highest inspector of the Divine Land Investigation and Arrest Bureau, and he also has a Grandmaster master who poured his heart and soul into teaching him, not to mention having quite a few treasures on hand.

"The fact that he was the first to break through to the Fourth Grade is all thanks to his family connections.

"That little bastard. It’s so unfair.

"I’m so pissed off!"

Now, the name Wang Lu Feng had become a taboo for Du Jing’s Book.

"Wang Lu Feng is the second student to break through to the Fourth Grade. I am the first!" Su Yue promptly corrected him. The first was the handsome guy right in front of you.

"I... sigh..." Du Jing’s Book took another look at Su Yue.

He felt the tragic sorrow of always living in someone else’s shadow. From the college entrance examinations onwards, he had been suppressed by Su Yue. Now, he had actually gotten used to being suppressed, and his rival had shifted to Wang Lu Feng. How sorrowful.

"Your dad is Prince Qing, and both your godfather and master are Ninth Grade experts of the Divine Land. We won’t compare ourselves to you; it’s no fun!" Du Jing’s Book finally found a reason to console himself. Since Su Yue’s background was so profound, he couldn’t afford to mess with a big shot like him.

"Who doesn’t know that you, Du Jing’s Book, are filthy rich? Stop pretending with me!" Su Yue mocked Du Jing’s Book in return. They were both cut from the same cloth, so what right did he have to act so innocent.

"Speaking of which, Zhang Weiwei is the true role model of inspiration.

"He comes from a family of ordinary people, a genuine grassroots rising star. In all of West Martial, the person I admire most is myself, and the second is Zhang Weiwei." Du Jing’s Book patted Zhang Weiwei on the shoulder.

"I thought the person you admired first was me!" Su Yue shook his head.

"He probably feels envy, jealousy, and hatred towards you; anyway, it has nothing to do with admiration," Zhang Weiwei chimed in to tease him.

Afterward, Su Yue asked some questions regarding the Grandmaster-Slaying Chain. Actually, this was a confidential matter of the Divine Land, but within permissible limits, Du Jing’s Book briefly explained a few things.