Chapter 20

"Memory sealing means artificially erasing or blocking the memories in your mind, making it impossible for you to recall past events." Li Jiawei glanced at Ning Yi, hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "You're not a martial artist, so you wouldn't understand, but if you were under a memory seal, you would likely have trouble remembering many things from your past. Do you have such a situation?"

Ning Yi was taken aback by her words. It was quite a coincidence; the situation she described was exactly what he was experiencing. His memories before the age of fifteen were hazy and couldn't be pieced together.

He didn't even know why he was able to get into this prestigious middle school. Even with a recommendation from the welfare home, one would need outstanding junior high school grades to have a chance.

But Ning Yi had no recollection of this at all.

This was very likely as Li Jiawei said, that his memories had been sealed or blocked. Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to have a vague and painful feeling when trying to recall memories from before the age of fifteen.

After some thought, Ning Yi vaguely replied, "I... I'm not quite sure, but it does seem like I have some memory loss."

"So, in your case, it's very likely that your memories have been sealed..." Li Jiawei frowned slightly, looking at Ning Yi. "But I've heard that only top martial artists of at least the Green Rank and above, who have learned the memory sealing technique, can perform it."

After saying this, Li Jiawei felt it was unreliable: "The key point is, you're just an orphan. Why would someone hire a Green Rank martial artist to specifically seal your memories? That's taking you way too seriously, isn't it? Could there be something wrong with your background?"

Ning Yi chuckled dryly, "What could be wrong with my background?"

"You said you lost some memories, so how do you know if there's something wrong with your background? Besides, you're an orphan, so you might be a rich family's abandoned son or something, hehe." Li Jiawei said with a smile.

Ning Yi shrugged, "Do I look like a rich family's son with my current appearance?"

"Smooth and tender skin, how can you not look like a rich family's son?" Li Jiawei pinched his chin, looking at Ning Yi thoughtfully.

"Uh..." Ning Yi suddenly looked behind Li Jiawei, "Trouble is coming."

"What trouble?" Li Jiawei asked curiously.

"Look behind you." Ning Yi's expression was calm, but a faint anger flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, isn't this the beautiful Miss Li?" A slightly strange, somewhat aged voice came from behind Li Jiawei.

"Shao Hui?" Li Jiawei's eyebrows furrowed, and a faint look of disgust appeared in her eyes as she looked at the person approaching.

Standing in front of them was Shao Hui, surrounded by a few people, including Xu Kun.

He was about 1.75 meters tall, with a robust build and a bronze complexion. He had a short haircut, but a small tuft of hair on the right side of his head was deliberately left long, reaching his chin. His eyes were slightly squinted.

He looked to be in his mid-twenties, but in reality, he was only one year older than Ning Yi. He was the backing force behind Xu Kun, a special recruit for the martial arts class, and the son of Guo Wenze, the head of the Guo family, one of the martial arts families in Haiyang District.

He was also the one who had ordered the thugs to beat Ning Yi half to death and bury him alive in the wilderness.

Enemies meeting face to face, the hatred was intense. However, Ning Yi was no longer the seventeen-year-old Ning Yi. His mental age was twenty-eight, and he had been a seasoned businessman for a few years, so he wouldn't let his inner hatred show on his face.

He looked at Shao Hui with a slightly cold expression, and at the same time, he keenly noticed the confused look in Shao Hui's eyes.

The moment Shao Hui saw him, his eyes showed a hint of panic, as if he had seen a ghost. This made Ning Yi even more certain that this guy was undoubtedly the one who had ordered the thugs to kill him.

"Beautiful Miss Li, why did you suddenly transfer to this class this semester? Could it be for this waste of space?" Shao Hui stared at the prominent peaks on Li Jiawei's chest, his eyes filled with unhidden greed, and he asked with a strange laugh.

Li Jiawei frowned and then smiled faintly, "Shao Hui, you really have nothing better to do."

"Even if I do, I'm not as idle as the beautiful Miss Li." Shao Hui's gaze swept past Li Jiawei and landed on Ning Yi, "Idle enough to help this waste of space."

"Enough, Shao Hui. You keep calling him a waste of space, do you really think you're something special?" Li Jiawei's eyebrows furrowed, and she said coldly, "Others might be afraid of you, but I'm not."

"Ha, interesting." Shao Hui slowly walked over, clapping his hands, his gaze fixed on Ning Yi with a deliberately provocative look, "So, if I were to teach this waste of space a lesson today, would you stop me?"

Ning Yi took a look.

Shao Hui was at the early stage of the fourth level of Qi cultivation, while Li Jiawei was at the middle stage of the third level. There was a significant gap between them, and as a girl, Li Jiawei was clearly at a physical disadvantage.

Li Jiawei's eyes turned cold, and she said calmly, "If you want to bully the people of Class 9, you'll have to see if you have the ability."

"Ha, Li Jiawei, in the past, I didn't bother with you because you were Du Shao's favorite. Now that you've transferred from Class 3 to Class 9, you've given up the Du family's protection. Do you really think you're still the untouchable princess of a wealthy family? I want to see what you can do to stop me today."

With that, his gaze turned cold and locked onto Ning Yi.

At the fourth level of Qi cultivation, Shao Hui indeed had some skills. His eyes were icy, and most people would feel a chill just from his gaze.

However, Ning Yi was no longer the waste of space he used to be and wasn't afraid. He reached out and placed Li Jiawei behind him, stepping forward and said, "You just want to deal with me, right? Come at me then. A grown man attacking a girl, you should be ashamed."

Seeing this, Li Jiawei couldn't help but feel anxious. Shao Hui's skills were such that he could send Ning Yi flying from the balcony to the ground with just a finger. This was like a mantis trying to stop a cart.

She instinctively pulled Ning Yi's hand, pulling him back, "Are you crazy?"

Ning Yi shook his head and gave her a confident look. Of course, he wasn't a match for Shao Hui, but he was certain that Shao Hui wouldn't dare to openly kill him here.

"Ha, I'm not mistaken, are you, this waste of space, actually daring to challenge Shao Hui?" Xu Kun, seeing this, immediately gloated, "Do you think you're a pretty boy who can do anything with Li Jiawei's protection?"

"Hmph, whether I'm a pretty boy or not doesn't matter, but those three dogs were howling like mad this morning, and now they bring a more vicious dog to try to bully us. That's truly ridiculous..."

"Are you calling me a dog?" Before Xu Kun could speak, Shao Hui immediately flew into a rage. He clenched his fist, and a loud cracking sound echoed. Then, a much denser white combat aura suddenly appeared.

Wow! Good stuff!

Ning Yi's eyes sparkled with stars. A fourth-level Qi cultivation martial artist, with such a large amount of energy, even after a discount, it should be worth a few points.

Without any hesitation, the moment the Wheel of Destiny detected the energy, he commanded, "Absorb!"

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