8: When copying homework, you must not copy the name!
School was boring, extremely boring, especially the elite class.
Tang Gao had to put in more effort to keep up with the Cultivator’s academic performance and ensure he didn’t fall behind.
Most Mortal students in this class had excellent academic records and planned to develop careers in auxiliary professions for Cultivators in the future, which were considered semi-public service, semi-institutional positions, allowing them to benefit from the system.
After a tiring day, Tang Gao and Liu Ren slumped over their desks, their eyes showing circles of exhaustion.
As the college entrance exam approached, the teachers became increasingly unreasonable, possessing a determination not to stop until they had completely drained their students’ energy.
As fewer and fewer students remained in the classroom, Liu Ren finally felt a little revived.
He pulled out a bottle of nutrient solution, took two gulps, and handed it to Tang Gao, “Brother Tang, drink a couple of sips to recover. We still have to practice martial arts when we get back.”
Tang Gao took it and drank two gulps, feeling a warm current flow into his stomach.
His eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn’t help but exclaim, “You rich tyrant! How much does this cost?”
He knew it was good stuff at first taste. Damn it, another day of envying someone else’s child.
Liu Ren took it back, guzzled two more sips, smacked his lips, and handed it to Tang Gao, “I don’t know. My parents gave it to me. Brother Tang, let’s go.”
“Alright, let’s go, let’s go.”
Tang Gao slung his backpack on, took two steps, then found it too heavy.
He tossed the backpack to Liu Ren, grimacing and stretching his shoulders.
Liu Ren was a Cultivator, strong and robust, and didn't mind the weight.
He hugged Tang Gao’s backpack and chattered, “Brother Tang, my parents are inviting you for dinner today.
They said they want to thank you for helping me improve my liberal arts scores. You can’t refuse.”
Tang Gao was a little surprised and nodded, “Okay.”
After walking a few steps, Tang Gao suddenly remembered something.
“Your mother is an investigator, and your father is a martial Cultivator?”
Liu Ren looked at him strangely, “Brother Tang, didn’t you already know that?”
Tang Gao frowned slightly. Close contact with a higher-level Cultivator had a chance of his cultivation being perceived.
It was fine in school; there were many people and various Qi, and the teachers focused on teaching, so if he was a little careful, his cultivation changes wouldn’t be discovered, let alone his attributes.
But in front of experts who specialize in capturing and killing evil Cultivators, especially those of a higher level than himself, he needed to be even more cautious.
Tang Gao dared not take risks and immediately recalled the Violent Justice Emissary to Body Integration, covering his Shadow attribute with the Justice Qi attribute.
Even if he was exposed then, there would be no problem.
The two took the bus and arrived at the Liu family home.
The Liu family lived in a villa area, a luxurious three-story villa spanning over two hundred square meters, with a swimming pool in the back, showcasing their noble status.
However, the interior decoration was very understated, primarily in the ancient Chinese style with modern design as a supplement, demonstrating the owner’s profound taste and an open, proactive attitude.
Liu Ren threw both backpacks onto the sofa and immediately called Tang Gao over for a sparring session.
Throughout their three years of high school, Tang Gao helped Liu Ren improve his liberal arts scores, and Liu Ren helped Tang Gao with sparring.
The two complemented each other, progressing together and making significant advancements.
Liu Ren hummed a tune as he helped Tang Gao put on the high-grade protective gear, and the two began sparring on the living room carpet.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
Liu Ren’s Moves were swift, and his footwork was agile.
He said smugly, “Brother Tang, my Moves have become perfect recently. I’ll definitely take off after graduation!”
Tang Gao nodded indifferently, then casually swatted away Liu Ren’s palm, feeling more and more that Liu Ren’s offense was full of flaws, simply unbearable to watch.
After battling the Zhanqi System evil Cultivator Zhao Cheng hundreds of times, fighting his familiar little rookie Liu Ren was easier than breathing.
After a moment of smugness, Liu Ren realized that every one of his Moves was easily broken by Tang Gao.
The smugness on his Face gradually faded, and his expression became serious.
Tang Gao felt the offensive improve slightly, but his expression remained unchanged as he continued to casually swat away Liu Ren’s attacks.
Liu Ren’s mouth began to twitch.
He launched his offensive with full concentration, evenCan't help it using his family’s inherited footwork, hoping to confuse Tang Gao and launch a strong attack.
Tang Gao’s expression remained unchanged, his peripheral vision watching Liu Ren’s foot placements.
Offensive Moves could be deceptive, but footwork, no matter how varied, never deviated from its core principles, locking down a person’s attack range.
Especially in the Early Stage.
Tang Gao lightly poked with two fingers, touching Liu Ren’s wrist and breaking his offensive.
Liu Ren’s wrist went numb, his offense completely broken.
He instinctively retreated quickly, looking at Tang Gao with surprise and uncertainty, “Brother Tang, why do you seem like a different person tonight? Were you Possessed by someone?”
Before, Brother Tang’s theoretical ability was strong, which was still within understanding.
Today, Brother Tang seemed to have undergone a monstrous development, a qualitative leap in progress through complete comprehension.
Strange, we practiced martial arts together, so why are you so strong?
Tang Gao began to take off his protective gear, clicking his tongue twice, “Why do I feel like you’ve been slacking off? Is this the result of your recent efforts? It’s nothing, just a rookie.”
Liu Ren looked bewildered, couldn’t help but scratch his Face with his fingers, “That’s not right, I clearly worked very hard, I didn’t slack off!”
I like to enjoy myself, but I did work hard when I needed to!
“Clap, clap, clap… What strong combat awareness, Little Gao, you’ve made great progress.”
Tang Gao was surprised and looked up at the source of the voice.
Liu Dad stood at the second-floor stairwell, smiling and clapping, “You’ve worked hard, Little Gao, take a break, let’s eat. Your aunt has already prepared the meal.”
Tang Gao handed the protective gear to Liu Ren, his expression unchanged on the surface, and politely said, “It’s nothing, Ren Zi is helping me train for my martial arts test scores.”
Liu Dad chuckled, “What kind of person he is, do I not know? Don’t be so polite, come on, let’s go to the dining room to eat.”
Liu Ren felt he had lost Face and couldn’t help but retort, “Dad, am I that useless?”
Liu Dad looked at him, smiling, with a hint of Killing Intent in his smile, indicating he was disappointed but wanted to push him to do better, “You have the talent my mother and I gave you, and the physical advantage of a Cultivator.
In Move Cultivation, you’re so much worse than Little Gao, who only practices martial arts.
What kind of Moves did you Cultivate?”
Liu Ren shrunk his neck, obediently went to put away the protective gear, pretending not to hear his father’s rebuke.
Theoretically speaking, he should indeed have the advantage.
But in reality… he lost exceptionally badly today, and he didn’t know why.
In the dining room, Mother Liu and Liu Ren together placed the bowls, chopsticks, and dishes on the table.
Liu Dad and Tang Gao sat at the dining table, waiting and chatting.
Soon, everything was ready, and they began to eat.
Liu Dad occasionally picked up dishes and placed them in Tang Gao’s bowl, smiling, “You’ve worked hard, Little Gao.
If it weren’t for you, with my son’s lousy grades, he would have been kicked out long ago.”
Liu Ren’s Face flushed, and he tapped his bowl with his chopsticks in protest, “Dad, my Cultivation grades are very good!”
Liu Dad turned his head, a forced smile on his Face, “I was just called by your old Class Teacher at three o’clock this afternoon.
He wanted me to see what kind of nonsense homework you handed in.”
Liu Ren’s Class Teacher was also Liu Dad’s old Class Teacher back then.
This embarrassment made Liu Dad feel what it was like to lose all Face after a long time.
Liu Ren’s Face stiffened, feeling something was amiss, but he didn’t know what went wrong, and continued to be stubborn, “Impossible, my homework was all correct.”
Brother Tang’s liberal arts test scores were the best in the class, how could there be a problem?
Mother Liu nudged her eldest son with her elbow, signaling him to say less, and not to add fuel to the fire.
Her husband had come home full of anger today, just waiting to explode.
Liu Dad looked at his eldest son.
If looks could kill, he would have wanted to slice his son into a thousand pieces right then, “So, this is your reason for making me lose all Face in front of my old Class Teacher, in front of all the teachers in the office?”
Liu Ren felt a bad premonition, swallowed, quickly shut up, not daring to talk back to his father, but couldn’t help but blurt out another rude remark, “Impossible, I didn’t make a mistake.”
“Next time you copy homework, be more careful, don’t copy Tang Gao’s name too.”
Liu Ren’s Face instantly turned pale, his hands trembled slightly, knowing he was doomed.
I shouldn’t have chatted with Brother Tang while copying homework!