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Amidst the intense applause, many students started whispering to each other.

"This new teacher is too amazing. I could only see his afterimage and couldn't react at all."

"Indeed, it's justified for this class to be expensive. Although I don't understand it, I just feel that Teacher Chen is awesome. As expected of a trainee from the Mantis Snake Sword School, which is ranked first in swordsmanship in East Lake City."

"That's right, those who can make it into the rankings are truly of a different caliber. When will I become so strong?"

"Hehe, you think too much. You can only realize it in your dreams."

…

"Jiaqi, Teacher Chen is so young. I don't think he's much older than us."

"Jiaqi… Hey! What's wrong?"

"I… Meiling, Teacher Chen is so good-looking. What should I do when he teaches me personally later…"

…

Behind a tall male student, the boastful youngster used the former's shoulder to block Chen Yiming's line of sight.

At this moment, his face was pale and his body was stiff. He trembled slightly as he tried to recall what happened a month ago.

When the friendly competition ended, he and a few other classmates were sitting by the roadside and chatting. They saw Chen Yiming, who had just passed the registration test.

He had said on impulse that Chen Yiming would be beaten to a pulp by Liu Qingqing within three moves.

"When I said that, he'd already disappeared down the street on his bicycle. The street was so noisy, and he was so far away, it was impossible for him to have heard it."

The boastful youngster recalled the incident bit by bit. After confirming that Chen Yiming couldn't have heard what he had said, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Who would have thought that in just a month, a trainee who had just joined the martial arts school could already become a teacher in a swordsmanship class?

He was just an ordinary high school student. He could talk behind others' backs, but he did not dare to belittle a martial arts trainee to his face.

The applause lasted for nearly a minute before it slowly stopped.

Chen Yiming coughed to ease the awkwardness. Then, he followed the training flow of the center and announced that it was the students' turn to practice freely. He would go around correcting their mistakes.

As soon as he finished speaking, he sensed the gazes of a few young female students, which were burning with the flames of passion.

He put on the serious air of a teacher and pretended not to have noticed.

Without being noticed, Xie Xuejiao left quietly, leaving the entire class to Chen Yiming.

The students quickly organized themselves into groups and began to practice their basic sword moves.

Chen Yiming paced back and forth among the groups, correcting the students' mistakes from time to time.

Most of these students were at the level of his body's owner, and their execution of the basic sword moves was similarly unsightly.

Other than a few who had a small chance of joining the martial arts school, the rest of them had very little talent. Even their execution of the basic sword moves were very far away from the standard.

When Chen Yiming corrected a female student named Lin Jiaqi's posture while holding a sword, the student turned her head away, not daring to look at him. He couldn't help but recall a celebrity who was also known as Teacher Chen in his previous world.

He shook his head, dismissing the wild thoughts.

These female students were not his cup of tea at all, and they were too young. After all, he was someone who had rejected Shen Jia's invitation several times.

Nothing was more important than accumulating Skill Points.

As he walked past the boastful youngster, his stiff body and shoddy swordsmanship put him at a complete loss about where to start teaching him. He casually pointed out a few mistakes before walking towards the next student.

The boastful youngster heaved a sigh of relief. In his heart, he was thinking how lucky he was that Chen Yiming had not heard anything.

Two hours passed quickly.

The students were all very satisfied with Chen Yiming's guidance. The only thing they weren't satisfied with was how quickly time had passed.

With his Level-1 swordsmanship talent, Chen Yiming could easily learn an advanced technique like the Mantis Snake Sword Technique, let alone a basic sword move.

He could see the mistakes of the students at a glance and demonstrate the correct moves step by step. His eyes could catch more mistakes than other teachers.

Chen Yiming was holding a thick envelope when he left the training center.

This was given to him by Xie Xuejiao. It contained the monthly basic salary and bonus that the Power-doubling Martial Arts Training Center had paid him in advance.

The basic salary was 30,000 yuan per month, since the tuition fees were split 50-50 between both parties. The total amount was 180,000 yuan.

Chen Yiming swore that he had never received such a high salary in the entirety of his two lifetimes.

This way, he might still need to save up to buy a house, but if they rented a house, the salary was more than enough to pay for the rent.

In addition, he could afford to eat as much of the black pork as he needed to, and still afford the expense.

…

Back home, his family was still awake and waiting for him.

"Dad, Mum, look. This is my advance salary."

Chen Yiming placed the bulging envelope on the table.

The envelope was custom-made. It was a few sizes bigger than the average one, but it was still filled to the brim. It made one feel satisfied just looking at it.

"How much is this!?" Mother Chen asked as she tore open the envelope and took out the money from the envelope.

"180,000 yuan. Do you believe me now? I told you before that I can earn money using my martial arts ability now,"

Chen Yiming patted his chest confidently.

"Hey, old woman. Why did you tear the envelope? Tomorrow, Yiming will have to take it to the bank to deposit it."

Father Chen couldn't help but speak when he saw Mother Chen tear open the envelope.

"That's right. With so much money, we wouldn't dare to bring it out. I'll find glue to seal it up."

Madam Chen also realized that she had done something wrong and was about to look for some glue.

"Mum, it's alright even if it's torn. I'll just put it in my pocket tomorrow. No one will dare to steal my money. This amount of money is considered a lot for ordinary people, but it's only a month's salary for me."

Chen Yiming hurriedly stopped Madam Chen.

Madam Chen was relieved to hear that and turned to glare at Father Chen.

"Old man, what did you call me just now? Say it again."

"No, you must have heard wrongly. I'll go find a cloth bag for you to keep it in. It's more convenient for Yiming to carry it."

Father Chen found an excuse to smooth things over, then got up and ran to the storeroom.

This was how a middle-aged couple interacted with each other. Chen Yiming didn't get involved.

"Yingying, keep this. Buy whatever you want with it."

Chen Yiming took out a small stack of notes from the table. Without counting the notes, he stuffed it into the hands of Chen Yingying, who was sitting quietly to the side.

"Brother, why are you giving me so much money? I don't need that much money,"

Chen Yingying asked quietly.

She had always been a good child who had high morals and excelled in her studies. She didn't compare herself to others, and her clothes and shoes were all bought by Mother Chen. There was nothing much for her to spend her money on.

"Be good. I gave it to you, so just accept it."

Chen Yiming's tone was unyielding as he shoved the money to her, not letting her reject it.

He was not the immature child his body's owner was. If he had the ability, he would naturally give the best to his family, let alone his dear little sister.

"Oh, then I'll find a place to keep it safe,"

Chen Yingying answered quietly as usual and ran upstairs to her room.