Jiang Li sat cross-legged. After practicing several combat techniques, he immediately began to simulate a battle with a ferocious beast in his mind while still in high spirits. He had a feeling that his combat skills were about to reach expert level.
This time, the target he chose was an elite beast, the Sawtooth Tiger, which was comparable to an ordinary high-level warrior and was not considered a weakling among the elite beasts.
In his mind, a bloody battle had already begun. Jiang Li, sword in hand, continuously cut wounds into the saw-toothed tiger. He felt that his acumen for combat had reached its limit. Only the last layer of window paper remained. Breaking through it would lead to the next level.
Swish!
The lightning blade flashed, the Sawtooth Tiger's head shot up into the sky, and a column of blood flowed like a fountain.
A prompt sound also rang in Jiang Li's ears.
[Ding! You are in combat, your combat skills have increased ten thousandfold, and you have successfully broken through to the expert level!]
He opened his eyes, a sharp light flashed, followed by joy.
"My combat skills have finally broken through to expert level!"
Jiang Li now clearly feels that when he fights, he can not only detect the enemy's flaws, but also actively use the surrounding environment to create flaws!
"Unfortunately, the ferocious beasts simulated in my mind are always insufficient in strength. If I could fight them myself, my fighting skills would definitely improve much faster."
There is great terror between life and death, and the improvement will be greater. Jiang Li felt regretful, but was not in a hurry. He ate his meal slowly, one bite at a time. He cleaned up the training room and prepared to go home. However, as soon as he walked out of the training room, Jiang Li immediately saw a group of people walking towards him, with a fierce momentum, which made him a little puzzled.
Wu Wei took two steps at a time and quickly walked in front of Jiang Li.
There was a hint of anger on his face, but more of helplessness, and his expression was very complicated.
Wu Wei jokingly said, "Come here, Jiang boy, let me introduce you. This is the president of your Nanhe University, Mao Chunlei!"
He stared at Jiang Li with his eyes, emphasizing the words "Nanhe University", almost with a gnashing of teeth.
The meaning is obvious, you've been exposed!
Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, his heart skipping a beat. He thought, "He's here to call for punishment."
"It's over! My identity has been exposed and I'm going to lose my coaching fees!"
This was Jiang Li’s first reaction.
Then he felt a little panicked. There were so many general-level figures and an unfathomable sect leader who was suspected to be at the level of a war king. If a small soldier like him was caught and made up an identity, wouldn’t he be doomed? But he quickly calmed down because there was not much blame and anger on Wu Wei and the sect leader’s faces, but more of an inquiry.
"Young man, we don't have someone like you in Nanhe High School."
Mao Chunlei said with a smile.
Jiang Li spread his hands. He was caught red-handed by the real culprit. What else could he do? Just let it go.
His face was full of innocence, and he said, "Principal Mao, I am indeed not a student of your Nanhe University, but Nanhe University was once the university I longed to attend, so it is not entirely a lie to say that I am a student of Nanhe University."
He was not lying. Before the system awakened, he could only go to a third-rate university at best. Nanhe University was indeed an unattainable goal for him.
"Stop talking nonsense here. Tell me who you are!"
Mao Buyi couldn't stand it. He was young and hot-headed, and was already unhappy with Jiang Li pretending to be a student of Nanhe High School.
Jiang Li curled his lips slightly and slowly took out his student ID. Everyone looked at him and saw that Jiang Li's headshot on the student ID looked particularly handsome, and the lines of introduction below made everyone stunned.
No. 1 Martial Arts Experimental Middle School.
Class 3-4 of Senior High School.
Jiang Li.
The identity was so obvious at a glance that everyone present couldn't help but rub their eyes, thinking they had seen it wrong.
"What the hell! This guy is not a college student, but a high school student?! No wonder I've never seen him display C-level combat skills." Wu Wei was stunned.
"I actually hired a high school student to coach other high school students?"
He slapped his own forehead with his palm, feeling a bit amused and helpless.
The astonishment in Shui Bingyue's eyes was even greater. She quickly grasped the key point: "Does this mean that this little fellow, at only 18 years old, has already reached the elementary warrior realm and mastered the Bull Fist to perfection?"
This time, shock finally flashed in her calm eyes.
Achieving such an achievement at the age of 18 is completely different from achieving such an achievement at the age of 20. The potential represented in the meantime is at least one level, or even two levels, lower!
Because generally speaking, high school is the stage where we lay a solid foundation, and everyone won’t be too different. The real stage for a warrior to take off is in college!
"You kid, you're just a high school student, so why did you fabricate an identity as a college student and embarrass me?"
Wu Wei came back to his senses and said unhappily.
Jiang Li chuckled and said, "It's not that I'm afraid that if you told me I'm a high school student, you wouldn't want me to be a part-time coach. If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't have kept it from you."
"Then, head coach, can I still continue to be the Bull Fist coach?"
Jiang Li stared eagerly. This was his most lucrative job at the moment. Earning 100,000 federal coins a day was not easy to come by. If he couldn't continue to be a coach, his energy and blood would improve at a snail's pace again, which he couldn't accept.
Wu Wei laughed in his heart.
To be honest, he had no intention of making things difficult for Jiang Li. It didn't matter whether Jiang Li was a high school student or a college student. As long as his level of Bull Fist was real, it would be fine. Moreover, Jiang Li was a high school student, which meant that his talent was even more exaggerated and he had more potential to be won over. He was so happy that he couldn't help but pay more attention to Jiang Li.
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