Chapter 33. Do you want to come and be a soldier?
How to attack without raising any alarms, giving the opponent a lesson they won't forget, painful yet not critically damaging.
Or perhaps, binding all of the opponent's combat capabilities in one fell swoop at the first opportunity.
With this move, wouldn't I become invincible, unbeatable by anyone in the world!
Anxin's mood became somewhat excited, even eager to try it out, but lacking an opponent, she could only set it aside.
After expressing her gratitude for the reward given by the system, Anxin transferred money to He Chuli directly.
"Transfer of 200 million."
He Chuli almost immediately replied.
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"Didn't we agree to have dinner at my place? Why are you transferring money to me?"
He Chuli could afford such a gift and didn't mind the small amount of money; what she cared more about was Anxin's attitude.
"Saying I live off soft rice is just a casual comment. I don't want to owe anyone favors; please keep the money."
Being called a man who lives off soft rice would be so embarrassing for a big guy like him.
Anxin couldn't afford such shame.
"I was just teasing you; I didn't mean it that way. That was a gift I chose with careful consideration!"
"Then consider this 200 million as my return gift to you."
Anxin's attitude became even more resolute.
"So it turns out I made a profit from helping you, and now I've earned a bit. How awkward is that?"
He Chuli said helplessly, teasing.
"Spending money on a beauty is also an honor for me!"
"But you did help me..."
This could also be considered another form of return gift from He Chuli to Anxin.
"If you really feel bad about it, next time you treat me to a meal."
After some thought, He Chuli agreed, seeing it as a great opportunity to interact with Anxin.
The next day!
Military training continued in a tense and orderly manner.
The difficulty of the training had almost doubled.
Among them, Anxin stood tall and firm, forming a sharp contrast with the classmates who were nearly exhausted beside the river, drawing the instructor's attention.
"Have you trained before?"
Anxin's excellent physical condition deserved his admiration.
"No, I guess I'm just naturally talented!"
Anxin spoke without modesty, making the instructor chuckle.
"I heard you saved a beauty outside school. Why don't you spar with me and see?"
Although Anxin hadn't actively spread the news, someone found out about the incident and posted it on the school confession wall, making it widely known.
But Anxin had done a good deed, and even if he had to fight, he earned a good reputation.
"That might not be appropriate. What if I get hurt?"
Anxin spoke with a conflicted expression.
"Don't worry, I won't hurt your little body!"
The instructor waved his hand casually.
Anxin sincerely said, "I'm not worried about hurting myself; I'm concerned about you not being able to continue our military training if something happens!"
Hurt me? The instructor looked at Anxin with a strange expression, but Anxin appeared genuine, not joking.
"After all, I am an outstanding soldier from our army. If I were defeated by a college student, I would be too embarrassed to show my face."
The instructor was confident in his abilities, known for his fighting skills within the army.
Initially, he felt guilty for challenging Anxin, wondering if he was bullying him, but Anxin's confidence dispelled his last bit of guilt, sparking a strong desire to compete.
Such arrogant youngsters need a proper lesson; otherwise, their overconfidence might lead to trouble in society.
"Okay then, if I hurt you, don't hold it against me!"
Anxin eagerly spoke up, having acquired martial arts yesterday and looking for an opportunity to test it. Since the instructor volunteered as a target, he wouldn't hold back.
"Facing me alone, a seasoned veteran, is somewhat unfair. I'll let you have three moves!"
The instructor was so confident in his abilities that he even offered concessions.
As he finished speaking, Anxin's attack came roaring in, his fist accompanied by gusts of wind, aiming straight for the instructor's face.
"Good boy, quite fast!"
The instructor narrowed his eyes, blocking the attack with one hand.
However, the next moment, Anxin's other fist struck towards his chest from an extremely tricky angle. Realizing the danger, the instructor barely managed to defend against Anxin's swift and unpredictable punches!
Focused solely on defending against Anxin's relentless attacks, the instructor didn't launch a single countermove.
After five moves, including Anxin's flying kick, the instructor was sent flying.
The loud thud, followed by the instructor falling, attracted many onlookers.
"What happened? What happened?"
"A student hit someone!"
"Don't move, any of you!"
Other instructors quickly surrounded the fallen instructor, then turned their sharp gazes towards Anxin and his group.
"Who hit someone just now? Step forward voluntarily!"
The entire class pointed at Anxin in unison.
"Come with us."
The instructor's face darkened; this was the first incident of a student hitting an instructor, which couldn't be tolerated lightly.
If others followed suit, the whole school would be in chaos!
Meanwhile, their class instructor, having recovered from Anxin's fierce kick that left him gasping for breath, quickly spoke up.
"This matter involves Anxin. Knowing about his heroic deed outside, I wanted to test his skills in a friendly match. It was my own overestimation."
The instructor's face showed embarrassment at being bested by a student, especially in front of his peers.
"You mean you challenged him to a match and got beaten up?"
The other instructors looked僵硬, unsure of what to say. Praising Anxin seemed incorrect, but blaming the instructor also didn't sit right since he merely wanted to test Anxin's abilities.
"You kid have some real skills. Ever thought about joining the army?"
After understanding the full situation, the class leader didn't focus on the injured instructor's condition but quickly changed his attitude, rubbing his hands excitedly and looking at Anxin with a beaming smile.