Jiang Li sat cross-legged.

After practicing a few combat skills, while he was in a hot state, he immediately began to simulate a battle with ferocious beasts in his mind.

He felt that his combat skills had broken through to the expert level.

This time he chose an elite beast, a serrated tiger, which is comparable to ordinary high-level warriors, and is not a weaker among elite beasts.

In my mind.

The bloody battle had begun. Jiang Li held the sword in his hand and kept cutting the wounds on the serrated tiger.

He only feels it.

My sensitivity to combat has reached a limit, and only the last layer of window paper is left. If you break it, you will be at the next level.

Thorn!

The light of a thunder sword flashed, and the jagged tiger head soared into the sky, and the blood column was like a fountain.

Jiang Li also heard a prompt sound in his ear.

[Ding! You are fighting, and with a 10,000-fold increase, your combat skills have increased significantly and successfully broke through to the expert level!]

His eyes opened, and a sharp light flashed, followed by joy.

"The combat skills have finally broken through to the expert level!"

Now Jiang Li can clearly feel that he can not only detect the enemy's flaws when fighting, but also actively use the surrounding environment to create flaws!

"It's a pity that the ferocious beasts simulated in my mind are always insufficient in strength. If I can fight with the ferocious beasts myself, my combat skills will definitely improve faster."

There is a great horror between life and death.

There will be more improvements.

Jiang Li felt sorry, but he was not in a hurry, and he ate the rice slowly one by one.

He packed up his training room and prepared to go home.

But 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 once and quickly walked to Jiang Li.

There was a hint of anger on his face, but more of it was helpless, and his expression was very complicated.

Wu Wei joked:

"Okay, boy Jiang, come on, let me introduce you to you. This is the principal of your Nanhe University, Mao Chunlei!"

He stared at Jiang Li with his eyes. The words "Nanhe University" were very serious, almost a bit gritting his teeth.

This is very obvious.

You guys are exposed!

Jiang Li was stunned.

My heart skipped a beat. This is a crime.

"Don't have your identity exposed, my coaching fee will be gone!"

This is Jiang Li's first reaction.

Then he felt a little panicked, and the unfathomable sect leader who was suspected to be a war king.

Isn’t it a silly warrior to be caught and fabricated?

But he quickly calmed down.

Because Wu Wei and the sect leader did not have too much blame or anger on their faces, they were more of an exploration.

"Young man, our Nanhe University does not have a person like you."

Mao Chunlei said with a smile.

Jiang Li spread his hands and was caught by the official. What else can he do? Let’s have a cold salmon.

His face was full of innocence and said:

"President Mao, I am indeed not a student of your Nanhe University, but Nanhe University was once the university I longed for. It is not entirely a lie to say that I am a student of Nanhe University."

He didn't lie.

Before the system awakens, he can go to a third-rate university at most. Nanhe University is indeed his unattainable goal.

"Stop talking nonsense here. What is your identity? Tell me out quickly!"

Mao Buyi couldn't stand it. He was young and energetic, and he was already unhappy with Jiang Li pretending to be a student of Nanhe University.

Jiang Li curled his lips slightly and slowly took out his student ID.

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I saw that the photo of Jiang Li’s big head was particularly handsome on the student ID, while the introduction below made everyone stunned.

The First Martial Arts Experimental Middle School.

Class 4, Grade 3.

Jiang Li.

This identity was obvious at a glance, and everyone present couldn't help but wipe their eyes, thinking that they had read it wrong.

"Damn it! This kid is not a college student, but a high school student? No wonder he has never seen him show his C-level combat skills."

Wu Wei was confused.

"I actually hired a high school student to coach other high school students?"

He slapped his palm on his forehead, making him feel amused and crying.

The surprise in Shui Bingyue's eyes was even more amazing, and she quickly grasped the point:

"It means that the little guy in front of him has reached the level of a junior warrior at the age of only 18, and has practiced the Bully Bull Fist to perfection?"

This time, her calm eyes finally flashed with shock.

To achieve such an achievement at the age of 18 is completely different from that at the age of 20. The potential represented during this period is at least one level, or even two levels!

Because often.

In high school, we will lay a solid foundation, and we will not be much different. The stage when warriors really take off is in college!

"You kid, a high school student is just a high school student. Why do you make up the identity of a college student and make me fool of me."

Wu Wei came to his senses and said angrily.

Jiang Li laughed:

"This is not a fear of saying that I am a high school student. You don't want me to be this part-time coach. If I had known it wouldn't have any questions, I would definitely not hide it from you."

"Then head coach, can I continue to be this Mangniuquan coach?"

Jiang Li was eager to see him.

This is his most profitable job right now. It is not that easy to find for a daily 100,000 federal currency.

If he can't continue to be a coach, his qi and blood will increase and become a turtle crawler.

This is something he can't accept.

Wu Wei smiled secretly in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't intend to make things difficult for Jiang Li. It doesn't matter whether Jiang Li's identity is a high school student or a college student.

As long as the realm of Mangniu Fist is real, that's fine.

Moreover, Jiang Li is a high school student, which means that his talent is even more exaggerated and has the potential to win over. He was too happy and could not help but pay more attention to Jiang Li in his heart.

Just as he was about to respond, he immediately received a hint from Shui Bingyue, and a whisper rang in his ears:

"Let Mao Chunlei's grandson try his limits."

I saw that Shui Bingyue's eyes were full of exploration and curiosity.

Wu Wei couldn't see it, but she vaguely felt that Jiang Li was not the junior warrior realm he showed.

This little guy must still have strength.

At least a level A talent, or even a level S talent!

She needs to find out the truth and reality in order to attract Jiang Li.

When she thought of the anger she was at the headquarters, her eyes turned cold.

The branch has the right to recommend talents to the headquarters. According to the level of talents, the headquarters will also allocate different levels of resources, and the more important thing is face-saving.

Say I don’t have geniuses in the Nanhe Branch? I have to slap you in the face!

This moment.

Shui Bingyue finally paid full attention to Qijiangli.

Wu Wei immediately swallowed the words to his mouth, and he coughed dryly and said:
To be continued...