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

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n“This new teacher is too amazing. I could only see his afterimage and couldn’t react at all.”

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n“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.”

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

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n“Hehe, you think too much. You can only realize it in your dreams.”

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n“Jiaqi, Teacher Chen is so young. I don’t think he’s much older than us.”

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n“Jiaqi… Hey! What’s wrong?”

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

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

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

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nWhen 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.

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

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n“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.”

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nThe 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.

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nWho 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?

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nHe 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.

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

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nChen 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.

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

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

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nWithout being noticed, Xie Xuejiao left quietly, leaving the entire class to Chen Yiming.

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

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

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

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nOther 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.

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nWhen 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.

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nHe shook his head, dismissing the wild thoughts.

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nThese 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.

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nNothing was more important than accumulating Skill Points.

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nAs 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.

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

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nTwo hours passed quickly.

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

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nWith 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.

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nHe 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.

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

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nThis 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.

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nThe 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.

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

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nThis 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.

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

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

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n“Dad, Mum, look. This is my advance salary.”

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nChen Yiming placed the bulging envelope on the table.

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nThe 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.

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

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

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nChen Yiming patted his chest confidently.

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

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nFather Chen couldn’t help but speak when he saw Mother Chen tear open the envelope.

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n“That’s right. With so much money, we wouldn’t dare to bring it out. I’ll find glue to seal it up.”

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

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n“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.”

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nChen Yiming hurriedly stopped Madam Chen.

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

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n“Old man, what did you call me just now? Say it again.”

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n“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.”

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

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

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n“Yingying, keep this. Buy whatever you want with it.”

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nChen 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.

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n“Brother, why are you giving me so much money? I don’t need that much money,”

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nChen Yingying asked quietly.

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nShe 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.

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n“Be good. I gave it to you, so just accept it.”

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

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nHe 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.

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n“Oh, then I’ll find a place to keep it safe,”

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

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