My cultivation increased my power ten thousand times, and I became the nightmare of all races!

"The class flower and Jiang Li were together yesterday and last night!"

"When did they have a crush on each other? I didn't feel anything at all."

"Don't tell me, they are quite a good match, one is the class flower and the other is the class hunk."

"What do you mean by a good match? With Jiang Li's grades, what's the use of having a pretty face? The class flower is destined to be a seed of a prestigious school, but Jiang Li? It's hard for her to get into a third-rate university! Is she going to rely on that face to fight beasts in the future? What a joke."

Gossip has always been a source of happiness, and the students' eyes are full of teasing.

"Fuck! Brother Li has something, and he's hiding it from me!" Li Wanhe winked, making Jiang Li feel helpless.

In fact, he was also a little surprised. He didn't know why Su Yueyue stood up to help him out, but he was still a little upset inside.

It's just that some people are not so happy.

Class monitor Zhang Sen's eyes were full of gloom. He had been pursuing Su Yueyue, and even deliberately created several ambiguous rumors with Su Yueyue in the class, but none of them caused such a response as this time. He was very unhappy, but he did not explode on the spot. Instead, he smiled and said:

"So that's the case. However, if classmate Su wants to practice the Bull Fist next time, you can find me. I am also at a skilled level. After all, classmate Jiang still needs to spend time to polish his blood. Now he has just over 60 calories of blood. He needs to spend more time and effort. Otherwise, it will be difficult for him to go to college."

It seems to be upright, but the words are actually harsh.

This is a euphemism to tell everyone that Jiang Li is just a poor student with 60 calories of blood and has no chance with Su Yueyue. This is also his true inner thought, and he does not take Jiang Li seriously.

Li Wanhe is unhappy.

"Oh, our class monitor is really nosy. Su Yueyue can find whoever she wants to practice boxing with. It's none of your business!"

Zhang Sen was choked and his face darkened a little. Sun Qian, his follower at the back of the table, observed his expression and continued the conversation in a sarcastic tone.

"The class monitor is just kindly reminding some people not to try to take advantage of others. Why are you so anxious?"

Jiang Li narrowed his eyes and apologized to Chen Datong: "Teacher, I practiced too late at Su's house yesterday. I was a little overworked. I fell asleep just now because I was too tired. Sorry."

This was deliberately to anger Zhang Sen and vent his anger for his friend.

But this statement was too ambiguous. Su Yueyue was immediately angry and blushed.

"Oh~~"

Others made sarcastic sounds in unison.

Zhang Sen's face suddenly became extremely gloomy. He didn't even touch his hand. How dare this little jerk!

Chen Datong was helpless and quickly waved his hand to let Jiang Li sit down.

"This will not happen again."

"Okay, we have finished the theory class. Now follow me to the practice hall for the practical class."

Combat skills, of course, cannot just learn the theory and ignore the actual combat.

Practice hall.

Chen Datong stood on the stage and clapped his hands to let everyone line up:

"Everyone, pay attention, first one-on-one free activity for half an hour, after half an hour, I will practice splitting the complete Bull Fist for you several times, don't be lazy, I'm watching you next to you!"

The fifty people were divided into twenty-five teams. Jiang Li was preparing to warm up with Li Wanhe as usual. At this time, Su Yueyue walked over, got ready for the Bull Fist, and punched Jiang Li in the chest.

"Damn hooligan! I'm so kind to help you!"

Su Yueyue snorted, and the punch was soft, which seemed like flirting. This was because Jiang Li was talking without restraint in the last sentence.

Jiang Li smiled apologetically, "Thank you for helping me just now, class flower Su. I want to express my gratitude by practicing boxing with you?"

"Not enough!"

"Then add another meal."

"That's more like it."

Li Wanhe narrowed his eyes and smiled secretly, and went to practice with He Xiaoli tactfully.

"Watch my boxing!"

Su Yueyue reminded him, and her boxing style changed, and it became fierce. She had good comprehension, and she had reached the level of proficiency in the Bull Fist, even higher than Jiang Li's previous level, not far from the minor success.

Jiang Li was naturally at ease.

"Jiang Li, how did you know yesterday that the Frost Palm did not reduce the effect of Qi and blood?"

Su Yueyue turned her head to avoid a punch and asked curiously.

Jiang Li suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Su Yueyue was so abnormal, and it turned out that this was the problem.

"I told you, intuition."

"Tsk, you're lying! Just forget it."

Su Yueyue curled her lips, a little annoyed, and threw another punch straight at Jiang Li's chest. Jiang Li dodged it easily. In his eyes, Su Yueyue's Bull Fist was full of flaws.

At first, Su Yueyue was still concerned about Jiang Li's low blood and energy, so she held back her strength, but the more she went on, the more frightened she became. Even though she had used all her strength, Jiang Li was able to handle it with ease.

"Is this still Jiang Li?"

She couldn't believe it.

"That's not how you do Bull Fist. Extend your right arm, raise your elbow three points, and follow your heart!"

Jiang Li's voice seemed to have magic power, and Su Yueyue was shocked.Yue subconsciously threw a punch as he said.

Buzz!

The wind of this punch was more than 30% more powerful, and the air made a muffled sound, with a hint of a bull's roar.

Jiang Li had a bird's-eye view, and with just a little guidance, he hit the vital point directly. Su Yueyue felt that she seemed to have touched the threshold of minor success! She felt that if she worked harder, she could definitely reach the minor success level before the mock exam!

Su Yueyue was shocked and stared at Jiang Li's handsome face.

"Is this... really Jiang Li?"

"His level is definitely more than the proficient level. Why do I feel that the teacher's level is not as good as his?"

"No wonder, he is actually a genius?! He just hides his shortcomings?"

At this moment, Su Yueyue's curiosity about Jiang Li rose again.

"You really have a secret!"

She punched him and said slyly in Jiang Li's ear.

Jiang Li was helpless, but he did not deny it.

"Practice boxing seriously."

On the other side, Zhang Sen's face was completely gloomy. He kept staring at Jiang Li. This was not a sparring match, but a flirting match!

He made a look, and Sun Qian, who was practicing with him, immediately understood. The two of them fought and moved, and unknowingly came to Jiang Li's side. Sun Qian's eyes were fierce, and his blood burst out. He punched Jiang Li's back with an extremely fierce punch.

He still shouted hypocritically: "Jiang Li, be careful!"

Jiang Li's face turned cold. After reaching the warrior level, his perception of the surroundings was far superior to those quasi-warrior-level rookies. He saw the little movements of Zhang Sen and the others clearly.

This punch was clearly aimed at him. If it were the previous self, he would have to lie in bed for a week, and it was inevitable that he would miss the mock exam due to a fracture.

"Jiang Li, be careful behind!"

Su Yueyue's pretty face changed drastically, and she reminded him in a startled voice.

Moo!

A loud roar of a bull resounded throughout the training hall. Jiang Li seemed to have eyes on his back. He punched through Sun Qian's armpit and accurately caught Sun Qian's sneak attack.

Crack!

The sound of a broken bone was heard, followed by Sun Qian's painful howl. His right hand was twisted into a strange angle and broke. The originally bustling training hall suddenly became quiet, completely immersed in the loud roar of the bull.

Everyone looked at Jiang Li in shock:

"Is this... the minor success level of the Bull Fist?"

"Hiss, Jiang Li actually broke through the minor success level!"

"Besides, why do I feel that the roar of the bull driven by his fist is louder than that of Teacher Chen."