Chapter 12 - Familiar Sensation
"Ah, but you're leaving already? What about the catch? Stay a little longer," said Noah, grinning as he hurled one of the foes in the direction of the escapee.
'...I hope that girl's family ends up footing the bill for all the damage inflicted on the city later,' he thought, watching the continuous trail of destruction he was causing. 'And it's amazing how utterly useless these guards are—none of them has even bothered to show up despite all the commotion. They could at least try to be less obvious about being paid to do this...'
After a punch, the last man still standing against Noah passed out—but he didn't stop. That exhilarating feeling of lightness overwhelmed him, intoxicating and laced with a deep nostalgia—the closest he had ever come to feeling truly free in his past life.
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Even though Xiao Yang had reached the same age as Noah, he was still controlled by his parents; however, he now enjoyed a bit more free time and money—because if he didn't go out with any college friends, people would, at the very least, find him odd.
Yet, Xiao Yang had no friends in college, so he had to find something to do with all that extra time and cash—something that would let him vent the anger he had long bottled up inside him. And that something turned out to be Wu Shu.
When Xiao Yang began practicing Kung Fu (Wu Shu), it was solely to release his internal rage. Even though that hadn't been his original goal, over time he became so proficient that hardly anyone at his training ground could best him in a hand-to-hand fight.
Yang's instructor tried to get him to learn stick fighting as well, but Xiao Yang wasn't interested; he wanted nothing more than to release his anger by actually clashing with someone—any bout in which his hands didn't connect with the opponent was simply no use to him.
Thus, after five months of training there, there was no longer any reason for Xiao Yang to remain, since everyone was being defeated so quickly. So he decided to speak with his teacher as he was about to leave. As he made his way toward the teacher's room, one of the eight new students who had arrived that day called out:
— Hey, you there, come over here so we can exchange techniques.
Upon hearing that, all the students who had been there for over a month knew the kid was mistaken, but Yang ignored him and continued toward the teacher's office.