Chapter 378

That night, Jiang Li sat in the place where he had lived since childhood for the whole night, as if he was saying goodbye.

When the sun rose, he was no longer in the room.

He left so quietly that the neighbors didn't know that the great hero of Zuxing, as they said, had returned.

The crisis of the Ten Thousand Races was resolved, and people's lives were back on track. Everything seemed the same as before.

The only difference was that the name "Jiang Li" could be heard from people at any time.

Nanhe City, No. 1 Martial Arts Experimental Middle School.

In the classroom, students sat upright one by one, with childish faces, looking ahead seriously.

On the podium, Zhao Zhigang stood with his hands behind his back, giving a lecture as usual.

Some students in the audience listened carefully, while others dozed off secretly behind the pile of books.

Perhaps he was a little thirsty, Zhao Zhigang stopped, picked up the thermos cup on the table and took a sip, and said with emotion: "I think my student Jiang Li was just like you, sitting in this classroom listening to my lectures."

"At that time, he didn't look special, but I didn't expect that in a short time, he has become a great hero of Zuxing."

He was indescribably proud, holding his head high and chest out, waiting for the students' reactions.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the classroom exploded.

"Teacher, what do you mean? Jiang Li is your student?"

"Oh my god, so I'm Jiang Li's junior brother!"

The students' faces were flushed with excitement, and even the boys who were dozing off were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Looking at the students' admiring eyes, Zhao Zhigang felt like he was floating in the air, and for the first time he felt proud of being a teacher.

Look, Jiang Li, the great hero of the human race, I taught him!

"So, students, study hard. Maybe you can become the second Jiang Li in the future."

"From now on, Senior Jiang Li is my goal!"

"Yes, I can't let Senior Jiang Li down."

Looking at the high-spirited students below the stage, Zhao Zhiang was very satisfied.

Hundreds of meters above the school, Jiang Li saw everything that happened in the room clearly through his soul perception. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The next second, his figure disappeared again, and when he appeared again, he had come to the outside of a towering building.

This is the Cangmen branch of Nanhe City.

Jiang Li made a lot of money by teaching boxing here.

It was also here that he learned about the Cangmen organization and met Sailor Moon who amazed him.

In the building, head coach Wu Wei was instructing a group of teenagers to practice boxing.

"Although the Bull Fist is only a D-level martial art, it takes a lot of effort to fully master it."

As he spoke, he observed the boys' movements and gave some guidance from time to time.

"There is no shortcut to martial arts training, only hard work."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly thought of a familiar boy, so he added: "Unless you think you can compete with Jiang Li, but ask yourself if you have his heaven-defying talent?"

"He was less than 18 years old at the time, but he had already practiced the Bull Fist to the peak level."

Hearing this, the boys immediately exclaimed.

"At the age of 18, he has reached the peak of Bull Fist? This is too amazing."

"As expected of Jiang Li, there is probably no one else with this talent on the ancestral star."

"I haven't even reached the minor success stage yet, I am far behind Jiang Li."

"Why should I compare with Jiang Li? He is not the same kind of person as us."

"Yes, even those so-called geniuses are not worth mentioning in front of Jiang Li, let alone us."

The students said such dejected words, but Wu Wei did not mean to blame them at all.

Because in his eyes, the boy named Jiang Li was indeed too abnormal.

If the students really compared themselves with him, they would probably lose all their self-confidence.

Outside the building, Jiang Li wrapped the entire Cangmen branch in his soul power, but still did not find Shui Bingyue's figure.

It seems that the other party is indeed not here.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li took a last look at the building and disappeared.

The next moment, he appeared on the top of a green mountain.

In front of him was the original genius training camp.

Here, he saw many old acquaintances.

Gu Xiaoyu, Zong Hai, Duan Changqiu...

They seemed to have not changed much, which was normal. After all, it had not been long since Jiang Li came to the training camp.

It was just that he had experienced too much during this period, and he felt that a long time had passed.

On the open space at the foot of the mountain, young people from all over the country were full of vigor and vitality.

They were all outstanding students from all over the country. Looking at their confident appearance, Jiang Li couldn't help but think of the scene when he first came here.

At the other end of the venue, Gu Xiaoyu and Duan Changqiu were teaching the teenagers.

Looking at the teenager in front of him, Gu Xiaoyu suddenly said: "How long has it been since Jiang Li left?"

Duan Changqiu on the side thought seriously and said: "Half a year? A year? Anyway, it must not exceed two years."

Hearing this, Gu Xiaoyu sighed: "It's only been such a short time, and the young boy at the time has now grown to a height that even we need to look up to."

Duan Changqiu said with deep emotion: "That guy, you can't look at him with the eyes of a normal person, it's incredible."

"Don't forget, he was my student at the time."

Gu Xiaoyu suddenly smiled, his face full of pride.

Duan Changqiu was a little unconvinced: "That's the monster Jiang Li, what does it have to do with you, you are just lucky."

"That was also taught by me, if you have the ability, you can pick one up and see."

Seeing that the pride on Gu Xiaoyu's face did not diminish at all, Duan Changqiu didn't know how to refute for a while.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in the distance and turned his head to look.

"What's wrong?"

Gu Xiaoyu looked along his line of sight and saw that there was no one on the top of the mountain. She asked curiously.

Duan Changqiu frowned and wondered if I was dazzled.

"Nothing. We have rested enough. Let's start the class. Don't let the students wait too long."

.......

The last stop, Jiang Li came to Jiangnan Martial Arts College.

In the principal's office, Kang Jinyan was busy with the students' enrollment.

Some of the senior sisters and brothers were busy practicing, while others were practicing hard.

Jiang Li silently commented and said goodbye to them silently.

A few minutes later, his figure flashed and appeared in front of the Heaven-level Treasure House again.

The old knife master who was sitting on the recliner closed his hand, turned his head and looked at him and smiled: "Come on, are you ready to leave?"

Jiang Li took a deep breath, took a thousand steps slowly, and his eyes were firm.

"Yes, I am ready."