While several students were resting, Xin Ji did not waste time and taught them some small skills in boxing. Halfway through the talk, the phone rang and it turned out that it was Gao Hang, the manager of the martial arts department.

"Head coach, are you looking for me?" Xin Ji answered the phone, Gao Hang nodded, and said, "Come to my office."

"good."

Xin Ji hung up the phone and said to the young girls: "When the rest is almost over, you can go to the strength room to exercise."

Lian Sufei was quite reluctant, "Teacher Xin, we need to contact you more in the future. We are still waiting for the introduction of boxing..." The friends nodded unanimously.

"Yes." Xin Ji responded with a smile, waved his hand at them and left.

Gao Hang is the manager of the Martial Arts Department and is also the immediate boss of all the official coaches of the martial arts school and the assistant coach. He is usually called the head coach. In addition to the two honorary deputy directors, his status in the martial arts school is second only to the curator. Xin Ji was hired by the previous head coach of the martial arts school. Unfortunately, Gao was promoted to another branch two years ago to be the director. Gao Hang, as the successor, was not close to Xin Ji and was not distant, but was just a normal relationship between superiors and subordinates.

Xin Ji walked to the Martial Arts Department and had not yet entered Gao Hang's office. Telepathically, he realized that Gao Hang was more than the only one inside. Opposite Gao Hang's desk was a young man with red hair, who was about the same age as himself and looked three or four minutes similar to the director Liste.

"The rumors Du Xuanming said are indeed true. Even the blind man can tell that this person and Liszt are relatives."

As soon as Xin Ji entered the door, both of them in the office looked over.

Gao Hang sat in the chair and waved, saying, "Xin Ji, you are here. Let me introduce you to us. This is Wesley, and your job will be handed over to him in the future."

Xin Ji approached the past, and Wesley slowly stood up. When he saw Xin Ji's appearance clearly, his eyelids jumped slightly, and a humble smile appeared on his face. He stretched out his hand and said, "Hello! I, Wesley Morrison, please give me some advice."

"Welcome to work in the martial arts hall. I am Xin Ji." Xin Ji looked normal and shook hands with the other party and let go, thinking: "Morrison... the same surname as Liszt, he is really the director's nephew."

At the same time, telepathy swept the other person from head to toe in an instant. Wesley was about 1.8 meters tall and strong, and obviously did not exercise much. His heartbeat was very strong and his rhythm was strong. The whole person emitted an indescribable force from the inside out, and had a strong breath than ordinary people. This is the characteristic of the Force Warrior.

"I am indeed a Force Warrior, but it is not as powerful as an ordinary person. It is very limited. It should take less than half a year to cultivate the Force."

Xin Ji made a judgment in his heart, and in addition, telepathy also discovered Wesley's weakness: "His legs are different, and his left leg is half a centimeter shorter than his right leg, so when he stands, the center of gravity is unbalanced, and he always habitually leans towards his left leg. If he is targeted when fighting with others, it will be interesting. I wonder if he has discovered this problem himself."

Wesley didn't know that Xin Ji saw him clearly and said, "I heard from my colleagues in the martial arts school talk about Assistant Teacher Xin in the morning. We are the same age, and I have not achieved much yet. Assistant Teacher Xin has worked in the martial arts school for five years and has taught many students, which makes me feel very ashamed."

Before Xin Ji could speak, Gao Hang smiled and said, "Wesley, you don't have to be humble. Xin Ji, you don't know yet. Wesley is a junior warrior and has achieved great success in boxing. You two can learn from each other."

"The Force Warrior is not an ordinary person after all, I should have learned from Wesley."

Xin Ji casually said something perfunctory and sneered in his heart. The two of them spoke in a singing manner, whether they were complimenting or modest, pretending to be completely unaware of it. They never mentioned that their work was replaced by Wesley, a relative. They obviously decided to sign an agreement with the martial arts center and had no excuses to do so.

When talking about the identity of the Force Warrior, Wesley couldn't help but feel a little proud. He was a little unnatural in front of Xin Ji, but now seeing that Xin Ji is just an ordinary person, his confidence is even more strong.

Gao Hang waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go outside for a tour, and lend it to you for use in the office, and hand over the work." After that, he got up and left the office.

Logically speaking, when two assistant coaches hand over the work, they just need to find a place. As the head coach, Gao Hang gave up his office, which shows his attention to this matter. Thinking of Gao Hang's always following the director Liszt, Xin Ji immediately guessed Gao Hang's intention. He was putting pressure on himself to prevent small moves during the handover process.

"A judge a gentleman's ambition by the heart of a villain."

Xin Ji scoffed at this little trick, and he didn't intend to do anything.

"Then let's start." Xin Ji didn't say a word of nonsense. He opened his phone, clicked a few times, and a work document was projected, saying to Wesley: "My main job is to teach new students Jingwu Changquan. They are younger than those of them, basically under the age of twenty."

"At present, there are eight students in this group, divided into two groups..."

Xin Ji briefly introduced the work content, and then told Wesley about the situation of the eight students one by one, including each student's learning progress, which boxing style is specific, the subsequent boxing arrangements, the students' personality, strengths, shortcomings, and corresponding teaching methods, etc., as well as the strength training plan tailored for them by Xin Ji, who also told them together.

Before coming, Wesley thought that the job was very easy, and thought that with his strength as a Force Warrior, he would teach several high school students a little too much. Now, listening to Xin Ji's work arrangements, he gradually put away his contempt. He listened carefully and his expression was a little solemn. The more he listened, the more surprised he felt.

Xin Ji knew the students' learning situation as he knew. He truly taught students according to their aptitude, especially the combination of targeted strength training and boxing arrangements for each student, which made Wesley's eyes lit up.

As a Force Warrior, Wesley has also practiced hard for many years and has a basic vision. He realized that Xin Ji's ability to train targeted strength while practicing boxing is unique and has high value.

"If I trained in this way, I might be able to improve my martial arts realm!"

Wesley thought to himself, but the pride of the Force Warrior made it difficult for him to speak of. In his opinion, even though Xin Ji was very good at teaching others to practice boxing, Xin Ji was just an ordinary person, and his own strength was not worth mentioning. No matter how good the Jingwu Changquan practiced, could he beat the Force Warrior?

He recalled what his uncle said in the office in the morning: "Wesley, although you are the Force Warrior, others know that you entered the martial arts hall by my relationship. If they don't say it on the surface, they will definitely not be convinced. You have to solve this problem by establishing authority."

"Today there is a chance, you have to seize it. Xin Ji, who was replaced by you, is the best candidate to establish his authority. Anyway, he signed an agreement with the martial arts center and left immediately after taking the money. It doesn't matter if he offended him fiercely."

"Xin Ji has not sensed the vacuum energy for many years and cannot become a Force Warrior. Although he has practiced his boxing skills well, he is just an ordinary person after all. If you fight him, you will definitely win or lose. As long as you defeat him openly and establish his authority on the ring, others will only remember the winner, and you will not be afraid of gossip in the future."

"After handing over the work, you can find an excuse to discuss with him. I will ask Gao Hang to arrange everything for you and help you build momentum."

After spending more than half an hour, Xin Ji said everything he should say. When he was about to end, he keenly discovered that Wesley was a little distracted and frowned slightly, but the important things had been explained clearly, and there were only some trivial matters left, so he didn't care whether the other party was listening carefully.

"Okay, that's all. If you have any questions, you can ask them now." Xin Ji turned off the holographic screen of his phone and said lightly.

Wesley shook his head: "No problem. But I admire Assistant Xin's serious and responsible attitude towards work."

"It's too much." Xin Ji didn't take this to heart. He thought about it and said, "I'll send this work document to your email address. Remember to check it." The contents of the document are the detailed study plans of eight students, which are only effective for these eight people. It's useless to get it from outsiders. It was sent to Wesley in order not to delay the students' practice of boxing.

"That's so thankful."

Wesley was overjoyed. He had just heard Xin Ji talk about a lot, but in fact he didn't remember half of the content, but he was embarrassed to ask for documents. Now Xin Ji was willing to send it on his own initiative, which would be better.

Immediately, Xin Ji sent the file to Wesley. When he was halfway through his mobile phone, there was a telepathy. Head coach Gao Hang quietly stood outside the door, but did not come in, but instead acted like eavesdropping on the wall.

"What the hell is he doing?" Xin Ji pretended to be unaware of it, and kept moving his hands, sending the documents smoothly.

When Wesley received the document, his face relaxed, and he said with a smile: "Just looking at this document, you can tell that Assistant Xin's Jingwu Changquan must be very outstanding. I have heard several colleagues mention it before, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to see it." As he said that, he kept shaking his head, his face full of regret.

When Xin Ji heard this, he vaguely guessed the other party’s intention, and changed his mind and said, “There will be a chance. Are you also the main practitioner of Jingwu Changquan?”

"Not." Wesley was slightly sarcastic and said proudly: "I have practiced three martial arts, but there is no distinction between the primary and secondary. In addition to Jingwu Changquan, there are also Liefeng Palm and the Mizhi Step. Jingwu Changquan and Liefeng Palm were in the state of proficiency in the past few years. I wonder where coach Xin Assistant has reached?"

"Didn't anyone tell you?" Xin Ji looked smiley, only the previous head coach of the martial arts center knew that his Jingwu Changquan had reached the level of Tongche. Others had heard of it, but they were not sure.

Moreover, Xin Ji has never fought with the students in front of the martial arts hall. Liszt and Gao Hang have been airborne in the past two years, so it is even more unfamiliar. They have always heard that Xin Ji's Jingwu Changquan is good, but they don't know what the specific realm is, and they are too lazy to understand. In their opinion, as long as Xin Ji can teach the students well.

However, even if they knew that Xin Ji's Jingwu Changquan had reached the Tongche level, they would not care much. Anyway, they could not be the opponent of Wesley, the Force Warrior!

Wesley didn't know what Xin Ji was laughing at, and felt a little confused. He shook his head and said, "No one told me."

"It's okay, we'll know after a discussion."

"You want to compete with me?" Wesley was stunned. He never expected Xin Ji to take the initiative to make this request. He was having a headache about how to make Xin Ji agree to do it with him.

"Haha, I seem to hear you want to compete in Jingwu Changquan?" Gao Hang pushed the door and said seriously: "It is a good thing for young people to communicate more, and it helps to make progress. So, it's better for you to compete in the arena of the martial arts hall now, only for Jingwu Changquan, click."

Gao Hang made up his mind with an undisputable attitude, his eyes firmly locked on Xin Ji, as if he wanted to force him to agree.

Xin Ji felt some pressure. Gao Hang is over 100 years old. As the head coach, he is the strongest person in the martial arts hall and a senior warrior.

"Okay, it depends on the arrangement of the head coach." Xin Ji was just asking for it. Others wanted to plot against him, but he was also plotting against others.

Wesley was already looking forward to establishing his power with Xin Ji, so he naturally agreed.
Chapter completed!