My teacher is as beautiful as a demon. (108)

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Volume 1 Living with the Beautiful Teacher, Chapter 108: Martial Arts Greatly Improved.

Liang Jun never expected He Xi to come. What was he here for? Was

he dissatisfied with him? That would be incredibly unwise. Having already lost face in front of everyone, what was the point of coming here now? To

fight him? That would be even more unwise. If He Xi hadn't spoken so arrogantly, would I have even dared to challenge him?

In this world, I can lend you money, I can lend you food, but I cannot lend you face. Besides

, with Huang Xi here, isn't he just asking for trouble?

Liang Jun remained silent, quietly observing him, trying to decipher his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, He Xi approached him, scrutinizing him from head to toe for a long time.

Liang Jun, feeling a bit annoyed by He Xi's stare, asked, "What do you want?"

He Xi replied, "I want to see what you're made of. It's rare to see someone who can defeat me,

but to defeat me after such serious injuries is the first time I've seen it."

Liang Jun smiled wryly, thinking, "This guy is really quite endearing, actually coming all this way to study this

question."

He smiled and said, "Not used to it, are you?" He

Xi nodded and said, "Yeah, so many people used to admire me, and now they all admire you. It's

not a pleasant feeling."

Liang Jun smiled faintly and said, "You'll have to learn to get used to it in the future."

He Xi said seriously, "But I'm still very surprised."

Hearing him say this, Liang Jun thought he was being pretentious and was about to mock him for pretending to be calm when He Xi continued,

"In the past, I rarely encountered opponents. I felt that it was always one-sided killing, too boring, too lacking in skill.

The so-called 'seeking defeat in solitude'—now, you've satisfied my desire. I finally have an opponent, and a very strong one at that.

So, I've come to discuss something with you."

"Speak!"

Liang Jun didn't waste any words.

"Come to our class, and we'll have a competition anytime, anywhere."

Liang Jun hadn't expected this request. He thought for a moment and said, "Let me think about it some more."

After experiencing so many things, Liang Jun had gradually become more shrewd; he knew not to jump to

conclusions too quickly.

He Xi's face showed disappointment. He said, "You can consider it. Anyway, your class doesn't want you anymore. Would

n't it be great if you came to our class? Then we can fight side by side."

As he spoke, he raised his fist, making a fighting stance.

Liang Jun's heart skipped a beat. He felt a little admiration for this opponent, but he wasn't so easily persuaded by He

Xi. Besides, even if he wanted to go to Class 6, he had to maintain his dignity. He couldn't just

follow , could he?

Liang Jun said, "Let's talk about it later, okay?"

He Xi hesitated and left, turning back to Liang Jun before saying, "You must think it over carefully."

After He Xi left, Huang Xi watched He Xi's retreating figure with great interest and said, "Hehe, this person will be

a formidable opponent for you in the future, but he will also become an invaluable friend."

Next, Huang Xi began applying medicine to Liang Jun. He asked, "Do you know where this medicine came from?"

Liang Jun naturally couldn't answer, so Huang Xi replied, "The Nanjing Military Region Headquarters."

Liang Jun's mouth hung open for a long time. Huang Xi continued, "That's because their medicine was also given by our master . Otherwise, even if you gave them a mountain of gold, you wouldn't get half a bottle. Only the top three leaders of the headquarters can use

this medicine ." 　　Liang Jun was truly grateful, but he couldn't express it aloud, only murmuring, "Uncle Huang, I..." "..." 　　Huang Xi'er knew his intentions and interrupted him, saying, "Alright, alright, alright, don't call me Uncle Huang anymore , it sounds awkward to me. If you add another word, I'll sound like a weasel." 　　Liang Jun chuckled, amused by him, and then asked, "Then what should I call you?" 　　"You and I have a master-disciple relationship, but no formal title. Although I taught you martial arts, I dare not call you my disciple . You are someone specially favored by my grandmaster. There's no other way, just call me Brother Huang." 　　Huang Xi thought for a long time before giving this suggestion. 　　"Ah? How can that be? You're older than my father." 　　"Our way of addressing each other is the way we address each other in our circle, not the real seniority. Don't worry . Besides, when your father comes, I'll discuss it with him again. At that time, you'll still be my junior." 　　Liang Jun nodded. After 　　Huang Xi finished applying the medicine to Liang Jun, the smile on his face disappeared, which startled Liang Jun. He didn't know what he had done to displease Brother Huang. 　　Huang Xi said sternly, "Actually, I'm very dissatisfied with you, you know that?" 　　Liang Jun also became serious upon hearing this and said, "Brother Huang, tell me." 　　"How could you be so stupid? You've forgotten all the moves I taught you, and you actually got injured by a few young punks? Don't tell anyone when you go out, just follow me, Huang Xi." 　　These words were quite harsh, and Huang Xi was only acting out of anger, not caring about Liang Jun's feelings. 　　Liang Jun, however, didn't think that way. He was actually quite troubled by this matter, still very annoyed at being chased around. Now that Brother Huang had brought up this issue, it was a good opportunity to ask for advice. 　　"Brother Huang, tell me, where did I go wrong?" 　　Liang Jun humbly asked for guidance. 　　Huang Xi was pleased with his attitude and softened his tone: "Your main problem is that you're too slow. Also, 're afraid of the enemy and can't play freely." 　　Liang Jun nodded: "Yeah, I saw they were carrying knives." 　　"Carrying knives is nothing. Back in Inner Mongolia, Wei Manren and his buddy were carrying guns, and I still managed to send them to the King of Hell. The key is yourself. Your eyes need to be quick, your steps need to be quick. If he's carrying a knife, you should reach out first, follow his momentum, and move outwards and inwards along with his knife. He moves in, you move in. That's half a body's difference. Then, use the step-pushing move I taught you. See? He won't even have time to change his move before he gets a palm strike to the chest. He'll be crippled if not dead ." 　　Liang Jun's eyes lit up, and he said happily: "Oh, that's how you use that move." 　　Huang Xi said dissatisfiedly: "Didn't I tell you?" 　　Liang Jun said aggrievedly: "No."

Huang Xi slapped his forehead, about to say something, but then said seriously, "You have to figure it out yourself

. You have to be able to understand this yourself."

Liang Jun nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I'm too stupid."

Huang Xi's pride was satisfied, so he explained to Liang Jun even more diligently. He recalled everything from when Liang Jun

first encountered the enemy to every change in the situation, and then

explained each move in detail, how to encounter the enemy, and how to neutralize the enemy's power. This explanation made Liang Jun realize the truth and

exclaimed that he had gained a lot.

For the next week, Huang Xi spent countless hours explaining the application of each move to Liang Jun.

In truth, he already knew that while he taught Liang Jun the routines, he never explained the individual

techniques. Yet Liang Jun had managed to kill two opponents under those circumstances, which was quite

remarkable. His own students, after years of training under his tutelage, still couldn't fight alone.

Liang Jun, a newcomer, had reached this level; it could only be described as a genius. Huang Xi was secretly astonished and

proud, but he didn't voice it aloud. Instead, he subtly belittled Liang Jun.

After applying the special medicine, Liang Jun's wound miraculously healed on the third day, leaving him feeling as if he were in

a dream, a sense of unreality.

After the wound healed, Huang Xi woke him up and then practiced with him, demonstrating each move step by step. He knew

Liang Jun's physique was still weak and his wound was still fragile; if he wasn't careful, it could reopen. Therefore, he only explained the routines and moves to Liang Jun in

slow motion .

Liang Jun's greatest advantage was his agility. He could

learn anything related to sports at a glance, relying entirely on his natural talent. For example, he had no one to teach him basketball; he simply watched NBA games

, observed the offensive and defensive techniques, and repeatedly studied and practiced them, eventually developing such terrifying skills.

Now, Huang Xi is explaining this set of military boxing to him, something he's been practicing for a long time.

Having a master like Huang Xi explaining it to him is like a stroke of luck. Huang Xi's explanations and

insights are always comprehensive, and combined with Liang Jun's terrifying comprehension and intuition,

after a week, Liang Jun's skills have improved by more than one level—it's a complete transformation. If

he were to meet those four people again now, they would be courting death.

This week's events are just a prelude; now we need to explain what happened chronologically

.

The next day, just as Huang Xi was giving Liang Jun a long lecture on the military boxing routine, there was another knock at the door. Liang Jun,

thinking it was Ya Fei again, nervously called out, "Come in!"

A tall, thin boy entered, a stranger to Liang Jun, carrying a bouquet

of flowers. Confused, Liang Jun asked, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

The boy smiled and said, "I'm here to see you."

"But I don't know you,"

Liang Jun said, puzzled.

"But I do know you,"

the boy replied, a typical clever fellow whose eyes darted around as he spoke.

Liang Jun remained silent, observing the boy closely. Upon closer inspection, the boy seemed familiar, perhaps a

student from some class.

The man spoke: "I'm the class monitor of Class 13. I'm here on behalf of our homeroom teacher to discuss something with you."

He paused, then looked at Liang Jun and tentatively said, "If you really want to leave your current class,

could you consider joining Class 13?"

Liang Jun knew perfectly well that Class 13 was a notoriously inexperienced team. Even without Liang Jun's intervention, Ma Gong

and his teammates had easily defeated them. Their plan was to recruit Liang Jun and then

use the Class 17 players to turn the tables on Class 17, thus avenging their previous defeat.

Liang Jun chuckled. He didn't give a direct answer, only saying, "I'll think about it and see, okay? Other classes

have already approached me." The

Class 13 monitor looked nervous. He earnestly said, "Think it over carefully. If

you join our class, you'll have complete control over the team's formation. We can discuss any conditions you want."

Liang Jun remained noncommittal, only smiling and saying nothing more.

News that other classes had come to Liang Jun's office quickly spread throughout the first-year high school, including Class 17. Students

began to complain, and some even approached Fan Weiqiang to complain. This put Fan Weiqiang in a very awkward position; a

student he had expelled had become a hot commodity in other classes—it was clearly a mockery of him. Crucially,

he was indeed in the wrong in initiating the incident, and now many students held a grudge against him. Fan Weiqiang

became furious: "I expelled him, that's it, so what?"

This remark reached the class, and some students became indignant. It wasn't really about Liang Jun, but

they felt the teacher was disrespectful, making excuses when he was clearly in the wrong. Therefore,

everyone was discussing it, especially some girls, who were indignant and disappointed by the teacher's actions. Seeing the girls

' indignant expressions, Ge Lin, who always liked to show off and attract the girls' attention, spoke up: "He's

bragging . I only need one way to make him obediently withdraw his decision."

This sentence worked. Many people looked up at him, even Lu Qingci looked at him,

and several girls couldn't help but ask, "What's your method?"

Ge Lin smiled smugly. This scene made him very satisfied. His greatest hobby in life was having girls

look at him. Now, seeing all the girls looking at him, especially Lu Qingci, who had always disliked him, looking

at him, he was so happy that he forgot his own name and the estrangement between him and Liang Jun. He began to mysteriously

say to everyone, "As long as you listen to me, there's only one trick, and I can make him obediently withdraw his decision."

Everyone perked up their ears.

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