Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 1057 With your looks, you definitely can't learn how to reverse life.
Furthermore, thunder magic should be standard equipment for medical students.

Look at those old Taoist priests of the Zhengyi sect, besides pretending to be gods and ghosts and claiming to be able to catch ghosts and ward off evil, they actually just use it for fighting and brawling. It's such a waste of such good skills.

In the hands of medical students, it can power instruments and perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation on patients; in the hands of engineering and electrical engineering students, it can provide stable power, supply power anytime and anywhere, and also promote the advancement of laser technology.

It's obvious that the small box Wang Siqi pulled out to provide stable power to the device is actually a power bank. Normally, when it's charged, it can unleash the combined energy of two people's lightning during a fight. Even if it's only used for brawling, it would still be incredibly advantageous.

On the other hand, what about the old Taoists of the Zhengyi sect? Ever since their ancestor invented thunder magic, even Zhang Zhiwei, the most promising celestial master of Longhu Mountain in the past two thousand years, has not made any improvements. The Five Thunder Orthodox Method is still the same as the one Zhang Daoling used two thousand years ago.

It's obvious who is more qualified to inherit the Thunder Technique.

Before long, a group of people arrived in an ambulance and quickly helped Zhao Ruyi into it.

"There's a hospital too?" He Songling's eyes widened, looking like a country bumpkin.

"Wow, that's amazing! Have you ever been to a proper university?" Wang Siqi's eyes widened. "Our medical school is so impressive; it can't just rely on working behind closed doors at school. You have to be exposed to real cases. What top medical school doesn't have an affiliated hospital? Look!"

He Songling looked in the direction Wang Siqi was pointing and saw a line of small print on the ambulance: "Trinity University Medical School Affiliated Hospital".

Wang Siqi looked at He Songling suspiciously: "I'm not saying this to be mean, but what kind of second-tier university can you possibly attend?"

"I'm so sorry to disappoint you, it's a private third-tier university." These days, the concept of a "third-tier university" still exists.

Upon hearing He Songling's words, Wang Siqi's gaze held something different. It wasn't disdain or anything like that; it seemed to be... sympathy, the kind of look one would give someone with intellectual disabilities.

"Wang Zizhong did a great job!" He Songling teased Lu Jin even more relentlessly. "Look at him!"

"Why are you picking on me because you're not doing well in your studies?!" Lu Jin, who could still see the panoramic live stream outside from inside the Time Chamber, jumped up and down cursing. "Besides, we grew up together. When did you ever go to university? Did you buy a diploma during the Republic of China era? There weren't even any third-tier universities back then!"

"boom!"

A mountain descended from mid-air, pressing down on Lu Jin until it dissipated into scattered wisps of mist.

"No one will think you're mute if you don't speak!" He Songling was furious. He couldn't very well say that he didn't study well in his previous life, was forced to take the art exam, and didn't do well on the exam, only getting a passing grade from one school, and was forced to attend a lousy third-tier university, could he?

"Alright, then you can go." He Songling waved his hand. "The medical school is doing alright, but in terms of scientific research and practical application, Trinity University is garbage. If you don't like it, come and get me."

He planned to get rid of Wang Siqi and then continue with his previous approach.

Unexpectedly, Wang Siqi didn't move.

"What are you doing?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to fight? Come on." Wang Siqi finished his work, ripped off his shirt, revealing his towering, muscular physique and a thicket of hair covering his chest. His fierce appearance was like a reincarnation of Li Kui or Zhang Fei. "You, a medical student, want to fight me?" He Songling was a little surprised. Medical students were never good at fighting. Not to mention others, even if someone had received the immortal technique, Wang Zizhong, who now possessed the "Nuwa Hand," wouldn't be able to fight. He didn't bother researching that stuff.

Of course, Qu Tong does have some skills, but she's not exactly a medical student. She's just a criminal who steals other people's knowledge and modifies their cognition, memories, and bodies using her double-handed methods.

"You really didn't go to university, just a junior college graduate?" Wang Siqi shook his head, then proudly patted his chest, "I, Wang Siqi, have double degrees from a practical training academy and a medical school!"

"Fine, fine, Xiao Wang, you'll be even uglier than Zhao Ruyi in a bit." He Songling laughed in exasperation. So what if I have a junior college degree? Does it cost you anything? A good 985 university degree isn't any worse than a junior college degree! Besides, no matter how much discrimination there is, He Songling is still a full-time undergraduate student whose degree can be verified on the China Higher Education Student Information System (CHESICC)!

What do you mean by "graduated from a junior college"? Who are you insulting?
“I know you’re capable, but I’ll call more classmates and fellow students to come. You dare to insult our Trinity University? This isn’t a one-on-one situation anymore. We’ll put you through a war of attrition.”

Wang Siqi knew, of course, that he couldn't beat He Songling. Zhao Ruyi was a year ahead of him, and the two had fought before, their strength being roughly equal. If Zhao Ruyi had been beaten like this, what chance did he have? Besides, he had just been pinned to the ground by He Songling in one move.

However, it's clear that Trinity University has inherited the spirit of He Songling, showing little regard for shame. If they can't win a fight, they resort to labeling others, and then it becomes, "We don't need to follow the rules of the game when dealing with scum like you; let's all fight side by side."

"Very good, I'm quite pleased." Seeing his student being such a rogue, He Songling felt relieved. "What family are you from?"

"I'm not from any particular institution; I'm just a talent cultivated by Trinity University itself." Wang Siqi clasped his hands together and said, "What era are we living in? Why are you still so prejudiced? Are you from the mountains?"

"You fucking..."

Regardless of this young man's actual abilities, his verbal sparring is truly impressive; He Songling rarely loses his composure. Of course, the key to his ability to break down opponents lies not in his technical skill in hurling insults. As everyone knows, lies don't hurt; the truth is the sharpest weapon.

Trinity University is now a 985 key university recognized by the Ministry of Education. Students studying at this university can naturally look down on He Songling, a lousy art student from a third-tier university, based on their academic qualifications.

"That's not right. Doesn't Trinity University only provide higher education and not basic education? You don't seem to be able to reverse the growth process either."

Trinity University is, after all, just a small circle of influence among the supernatural, with limited student and faculty resources. Because it's largely hidden from the public eye, it doesn't receive much policy support, so it doesn't have the affiliated primary or secondary schools that many other top universities have. It only accepts undergraduate students at the very least, and doesn't train students from scratch.

Apart from the original lineage of reverse birth.

But He Songling had just sensed that he did not possess any life-reversing energy.

Where did this thing come from?

"Who are you discriminating against?" This time it was Wang Siqi's turn to break down. As everyone knows, the San Yi Men's elite group, known as the San Yi Men's carefully selected group, consists of handsome men, except for Si Chong.

There's nothing that can be done about it. All the other disciples were carefully selected by Zuo Ruotong, and Si Chong is, after all, his junior brother. Achieving a high level of appearance is one of the important reasons why Sanyi has become the number one Xuanmen in the world!
And this Wang Siqi is obviously not good-looking.

(End of this chapter)