Jiang Li's Future

Jiang Li struck without mercy, every move a slap to the face, every punch aimed at the head.

Zhou Weihua, an Eighth-grade Martial Artist, could only clutch his head and curl up on the ground, letting out pig-slaughtering wails.

Lu Wanning and Li Xiaoxiao were completely stunned. The way they looked at Jiang Li was as though they were seeing a stranger.

"This... that's impossible, right?!"

Lu Wanning staggered back. Jiang Li had beaten an Eighth-grade Martial Artist into submission—had he really turned his life around?

Jiang Li naturally could not care less about the looks and expressions of Lu Wanning and Li Xiaoxiao.

In his eyes, those two women were just like Zhou Weihua—self-satisfied idiots.

The commotion on campus even alerted the principal of Seventeenth High School.

"Stop!"

A thunderous shout rang out. Before the man himself arrived, his voice had already reached Jiang Li's ears.

The voice was like a lion roaring beside his ear. Even Jiang Li's expression changed, a faint stabbing pain rising in both ears.

When he abruptly looked up, he saw a towering figure had already appeared.

He was a middle-aged man of around fifty, his temples bulging high and fury flickering in his eyes.

Memories immediately flashed through Jiang Li's mind, and he recognized the newcomer.

The principal of Seventeenth High School, Ma Changyou—a Seventh Grade Peak martial artist.

"Principal Ma, save me!"

While Jiang Li was recalling this, Zhou Weihua shot up with a whoosh and threw himself around Ma Changyou's leg.

"You are... Zhou Weihua?"

Ma Changyou looked at Zhou Weihua, whose face was now unrecognizable, and could not help asking.

"It's mbe!"

Tears streamed from Zhou Weihua's eyes, narrowed into mere slits.

Anger rose in Ma Changyou's heart as he turned a cold gaze on Jiang Li.

A student—an Eighth-grade Martial Artist?

Aside from Luo Tianji, there was actually another Eighth-grade Martial Artist in the school?

"So what if you're an Eighth-grade Martial Artist? So rebellious and lawless—you deserve a beating!"

Ma Changyou's voice boomed like thunder. In an instant, he stepped forward.

He abruptly clenched his fist, and the air around him seemed to explode as though it had been crushed in his palm.

A Seventh Grade martial artist—his strength manifested outwardly!

Jiang Li's pupils contracted. Before he could react, Ma Changyou came tearing through the air amid explosive bursts of force.

His brawny frame, terrifying explosive power, and that fist came crashing down with the force of thunder.

Jiang Li had little combat experience, but his instincts told him he could not evade it.

Since he could not evade it, then he would fight.

A savage gleam appeared in Jiang Li's eyes. In an instant, the Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art was fully unleashed.

At the same time, Jiang Li's body shuddered as the power of his blood and qi surged madly within him.

Crimson Blood Transformation, third stage—activate!

At that moment, Jiang Li's heart rate shot straight past two hundred.

That was not all. His blood vessels seemed to glow, actually lighting up. Veins protruded beneath his skin all over his body, while his surface temperature rose beyond sixty degrees.

"The Heavenly River Crimson Blood Art Fourth Level—the third-stage Crimson Blood Transformation!"

"This kid is at the Eighth Grade Peak!"

Even Ma Changyou's expression changed in shock.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, he sensed that Jiang Li's presence had changed. His body looked as though it were engulfed in blazing fire, yet his aura resembled that of an old monk who had sat in meditation for a hundred years.

"What kind of martial art is this?!"

Amid his shock, Jiang Li turned his fist into a blade and unleashed his self-created Blade Wielding Technique, striking in an instant.

Boom!

Their fists collided—Eighth Grade Peak against Seventh Grade Peak.

The moment they clashed, the concrete beneath their feet violently cracked apart.

At the same time, a gale howled, sweeping in all directions.

Thud, thud, thud, thud—

Jiang Li and Ma Changyou both staggered back. The difference was that Jiang Li retreated nine steps, while Ma Changyou only took three before abruptly steadying himself, stamping a small crater into the concrete behind him.

"What?"

Peering through the narrow slit of his eyes at the scene before him, Zhou Weihua was dumbfounded as well.

Principal Ma, a Seventh Grade Peak martial artist, had actually been forced back after exchanging a punch with Jiang Li.

Had this Jiang Li turned into a monster???

Ma Changyou was equally incredulous. "You're a student of Seventeenth High School?"

At this moment, Jiang Li's stamina was nearly depleted. The Blade Wielding Technique was powerful, but once unleashed, it demanded everything he had.

Likewise, the third stage of Crimson Blood Transformation came with aftereffects.

That punch had already left him utterly exhausted.

"Class 3, Grade 3. Jiang Li!"

Jiang Li raised his head and answered coldly. He had already prepared himself to be expelled.

If he got beaten to a pulp later, he would repay it tenfold someday.

So what if he was a Seventh Grade Peak? As long as he had enough cultivation methods and martial arts, he'd make this Seventh Grade Peak martial artist kneel on the ground and sing "Conquer" tomorrow.

Ma Changyou seemed to see the savagery in Jiang Li's eyes. With the surrounding teachers and students about to gather around, even if Jiang Li was an eighteen-year-old Seventh Grade martial artist, he still had to beat him up first.

He was a principal, after all—a Seventh Grade Peak martial artist. He could not afford to lose face.

Though Jiang Li had greatly surprised him, Eighth Grade was still Eighth Grade in the end.

Ma Changyou had naturally held back in that last punch. Facing a genius from his own school, he would not go all out or strike to kill.

"Good. Seventeenth High School's principal, Ma Changyou, Seventh Grade Peak."

Ma Changyou barked coldly. In an instant, his cultivation method began to circulate within him, and an extraordinary force radiated from his body.

His skin could be seen gradually turning gray.

C-Class Talent Ability, Petrifying Skin!

Ma Changyou advanced with an oppressive presence, making Jiang Li feel, for the first time, that he faced someone impossible to defeat.

Even if he exhausted all his Cultivation Lifespan with the Yellow Book, he feared he still would not be a match for the man before him.

"Boy, there are always greater people beyond people, and higher heavens beyond the sky. Since you don't know what it means to respect your teachers and honor the Way, I'll teach you!"

Ma Changyou let out a low shout and suddenly stepped forward. The air around him seemed to explode as his figure vanished in an instant.

When he appeared again, a massive gray fist was already right before Jiang Li's face.

Just then, a slender jade-like hand appeared before Jiang Li's eyes. A powerful gale swept in, forcing Jiang Li to retreat involuntarily.

Once Jiang Li steadied himself and looked up, he saw none other than Yun Fei. Her body was lowered slightly, her legs drawn like a bow, one palm braced against Ma Changyou's fist.

Faint burn-like marks, like flames, covered her body, exposing the smooth, fair skin beneath her clothes.

"Principal Ma, such a temper? A Seventh Grade Peak bullying an Eighth Grade student, even using your Talent Ability?" Yun Fei smiled as she withdrew her hand. Looking at the tear in her clothes, she frowned. "This isn't a martial arts uniform. What a bother."

Ma Changyou's expression turned incomparably grave. "This is the A-Class ability, Godspeed?"

Clearly, this was also his first time witnessing Yun Fei's Talent Ability.

"Other than being a little fast, it's useless for nothing." Yun Fei glanced at Jiang Li. Though she did not know what had happened, considering her teacher's reply and Jiang Li's unusual circumstances, she said, "Principal Ma, a word in private."

With that, she turned and walked to the side.

Ma Changyou naturally did not refuse. A twenty-two-year-old Seventh Grade Peak martial artist, an awakener of an A-Class Talent Ability—forget the future, even now she could firmly suppress him.

"Principal Ma, I'll be direct." Yun Fei said calmly, "Take a look. These are Jiang Li's martial arts test figures from earlier."

She took out a blank test report and filled in Jiang Li's true results.

Even though Ma Changyou had personally tested Jiang Li's strength, he was still shocked upon seeing those figures.

"And this is before he has cultivated a Breathing Technique or awakened a Talent Ability."

"But even with these figures alone, taking first place in Beihe City's martial arts exam would be no problem. Competing for Jiang Province Top Scholar is not impossible either." Yun Fei said slowly. "If you offend a martial arts genius like this, the other high schools will fight until their heads bleed to snatch him up."

Ma Changyou fell silent. He cast a sidelong glance at Jiang Li, who was recovering his stamina, and tacitly acknowledged Yun Fei's words.

"Second, Principal Ma, you can discipline eighteen-year-old Jiang Li for the sake of your pride. But what about twenty-eight-year-old Jiang Li?"

"I just spoke with my teacher over the phone. Jiang Li has officially been approved as a specially recruited student of Nanfang University."

Ma Changyou drew a deep breath. He knew that right and wrong no longer mattered in this matter.

Yun Fei's meaning was already clear. Jiang Li was no longer merely a student of Seventeenth High School.

A student of Nanfang Martial Arts University—this title alone was something he could not afford to offend.

And if Jiang Li was still alive ten years from now, Ma Changyou would surely be left choking on his dust along the Martial Path.

Even if Jiang Li died, as a student of Nanfang University, he would still be one of Great Xia's heroic martyrs.

If Ma Changyou dared make a move against him, his official career would end there.

"One more thing, Principal Ma. Jiang Li currently doesn't know his actual test results."

"On the surface, we can simply announce the results according to this test."

"My teacher said that Beihe City hasn't been very peaceful lately. It seems some demons have infiltrated the city."

"Vice Principal Lin of Nanfang Martial Arts University and Qingbei Senior Zhang Wanke are investigating in Beihe City under the pretext of delivering Awakening Stones."

"If Jiang Li's true result is exposed at a time like this, those demons will definitely assassinate him."

When Yun Fei mentioned the word "demons," her pretty face became incomparably serious and solemn.

In Great Xia today, exotic beasts ran rampant.

And above exotic beasts were demons!