I Have Infinite Skill Points

The words had barely left her lips when the training field fell silent in an instant.

Liu Jie's expression was one of astonishment, and he rubbed his ears as if he had misheard. "Xie Sisi, what did you just say?"

"Mr. Liu, I would like to challenge Song Bo," she said.

Song Bo, sitting among the crowd, had been keeping a somewhat low profile recently. Ever since Mingyue Wucheng had warned him last time, he had even gone to Duan Ziqi to complain, hoping Duan Ziqi would back him up.

But the response Song Bo received had chilled him to the bone.

Mingyue Wucheng hadn't been exaggerating. In Class One, there were at least five people whose strength was not inferior to Song Bo's.

At first, Song Bo didn't understand what that meant, but he grasped it after Duan Ziqi's explanation.

In Suzhou No.1 Middle School's Star Martial Arts Campus, Duan Ziqi ranked in the top three of the senior year.

This was a fact.

But did this ranking represent the true strength hierarchy? Obviously not. Some students were very low-key, like those from Star Martial Art families. They had their families as backing and possessed resources unimaginable to ordinary students.

Even which university they would attend and where they would work after graduation had been meticulously arranged since their birth.

Understanding this, Song Bo kept a low profile. Aside from whispering with his group of four, he dared not speak loudly all day.

But does being low-key mean anyone can just step on you? Xie Sisi, don't you have any idea about your own combat level? Is it just because you've gotten close to Jiang Xinyu and her three companions recently? Because your relationship has improved? Now even you dare to step on my face? Song Bo was furious, absolutely enraged.

So, three seconds after Xie Sisi finished speaking, Song Bo shot to his feet with a WHOOSH.

"Since the class president has called me out, I will naturally oblige."

"Wait... Xie Sisi, wouldn't it be better to choose another female student? After all, it's somewhat inconvenient for male and female students to fight," Mr. Liu interjected.

This was pure nonsense. Liu Jie had been teaching Class One for nearly two and a half years; when had he ever cared about this? It was only after Xie Sisi was accidentally injured by Song Bo that Liu Jie had started assigning opponents more carefully, right?

Besides, was there really a distinction between men and women in the world of Star Martial Warriors? No, they were all comrades, brothers and sisters in arms.

There was even a story, almost a meme, that had circulated online from the Pioneering Legion. After a bitter battle, only two Star Martial Warriors remained. One of them was critically injured and might not survive to return to base.

The only one unscathed was a female warrior. She asked her injured comrade if he had any unfulfilled wishes. He replied that he was the only son in his family and couldn't bear the thought of his lineage ending with his death.

Without hesitation, the female warrior took him then and there. Upon returning, she used IVF, and eight months later, bore a child for her comrade. This news shook Jade Country. When asked about it later, the female warrior pointed to the C-section scar on her abdomen and declared calmly, "For a brother, I'd go through fire and water."

On the battlefield, who cared about propriety between men and women? Survival came first.

So, Liu Jie's words were clearly just an excuse.

"Let's stick with Song Bo. Since that incident, he has been carrying a deep sense of guilt and was so troubled he couldn't speak to me for a long time. As class president, I have a duty to guide my classmates. Another fight will resolve Song Bo's psychological barriers."

Hearing this, Liu Jie immediately rolled his eyes. You're the one holding a grudge, aren't you? And you know perfectly well why Song Bo has been avoiding you, right?

But since Xie Sisi was insistent, Liu Jie couldn't say much. He could only stand as close as possible to the combat circle, ready to intervene at the slightest sign of trouble.

"Monthly assessment, Xie Sisi versus Song Bo. Begin!"

The words were barely out of his mouth when Xie Sisi moved. She moved with incredible speed, like a car zooming past.

Everyone had witnessed Xie Sisi's strength. Yet, for the past half month, she had merely sat aside every afternoon, watching Wang Lan dominate Mingyue Wucheng and Jiang Xinyu in spars.

Everyone thought Xie Sisi had given up on herself.

But Xie Sisi knew such sparring was useless for her. Only Wang Lan's style of attack, a relentless barrage measured in moments, could help her overcome her psychological barriers.

Now that her psychological barriers were overcome, her strength instantly returned to its normal level.

While Wang Lan felt this was far from Xie Sisi's true limit, for her, it was enough. All those years of grueling, almost self-destructive training shouldn't have resulted in such pitiful strength.

In that moment, Xie Sisi's eyes were incredibly sharp as she instantly charged in front of Song Bo.

One punch, aimed squarely at his face.

This was what Wang Lan had taught her: always aim for vital points with the first strike. And a person's head was the most obvious and easiest vital point to target.

Xie Sisi's speed caught Song Bo completely off guard; he was still in a daze.

By the time he realized he needed to block, her fist had already viciously struck his nose.

Instantly, an indescribable, searing pain shot through him, like biting into a mouthful of wasabi that went straight to his brain.

At that moment, Song Bo forgot everything around him; his consciousness was filled with nothing but pain.

But Xie Sisi's attack was far from over; she steadfastly implemented Wang Lan's combat philosophy: never stop attacking until the enemy is down. Even if they fall, the assault must continue.

Xie Sisi's strength was honed by years of carrying weights and her painstaking daily practice of striking concrete blocks. As a result, she possessed a speed and power with her fists that none of her classmates could have imagined.

In an instant, Xie Sisi's hands became a blur to Liu Jie. Her countless punches, like a torrent of Starlight, rained down on Song Bo. Song Bo stood rooted to the spot, trembling for a full thirty seconds as if being riddled by machine-gun fire.

"Stop— stop—" Liu Jie finally reacted and hastily called for a halt.

Xie Sisi instantly stopped her attack and rapidly retreated three meters from Song Bo, her arms raised in a defensive stance.

What kind of defense is that?! At that moment, a wild beast seemed to roar within Liu Jie's heart. Song Bo has been beaten by you into a state of Soul Out of Body; in his current condition, how could he possibly counterattack?

Sure enough, Song Bo struggled to move his face, swollen like a pig's head, staggered a step forward, and then pitched straight down. He fell face-first, a fall that had all the tragic grandeur of a hero meeting his end.

If his body hadn't been twitching, the scene might have even been picturesque.

"What happened? What's going on?" Liu Jie hollered twice in succession.

The surrounding students stared with wide, terrified eyes.

They wanted to know what was going on too.

Has the world turned upside down? Has she become some kind of spirit? A magical girl transformation! Is this the same class president they remembered, the one who couldn't take a single hit? Is this still the class president who was always defeated in one move? This is too intense! But... Xie Sisi wasn't like this half a month ago, was she? Hadn't she given up on herself for the past half month? Hadn't she skipped all combat practice during that time? What in the world is going on?

"Xie Sisi, what happened to you?" Liu Jie asked with a furrowed brow.

"Report, Teacher, I..." Xie Sisi faltered, her usual nervousness kicking in. "I didn't mean to... Teacher, you taught me that the best defense is a good offense. So, I was merely attacking."

Attacking? Is this what she calls attacking? Liu Jie wondered if Xie Sisi truly understood the difference between attacking and simply mauling someone. Then again, after careful consideration, brawling and attacking... there isn't much of a difference, is there?

"Why didn't you stop after your attack landed? You continued attacking for thirty seconds! Continuing to attack after Song Bo had lost the ability to fight back constitutes intentional injury."

"I'm sorry... I... I didn't know if Song Bo had lost the ability to fight back, so... as long as Song Bo hadn't fallen, I couldn't stop my attacks."

Her explanation... doesn't seem to have any loopholes... But... your angles of attack were just too good, weren't they? You didn't hit anywhere else, just kept aiming for the head. From a physics standpoint, with such rapid, fragmented attacks to the head, you could beat someone to death, and they might not even fall over. The vectors of force weren't aimed at knocking him down.

"Wang Lan—"

"Present!"

"Treat Song Bo." Wang Lan wouldn't refuse such a request. If Song Bo were truly seriously injured, Xie Sisi would be in trouble too. However, I hadn't expected the seemingly innocent and harmless Xie Sisi to harbor such cunning thoughts. The thing was, it was clearly intentional, yet she could stare at Mr. Liu with such innocent eyes that he was left speechless. I'll never believe in truly innocent girls again. Innocent? What a load of crap!

"Next pair—"

Wang Lan's healing abilities were tailor-made for the battlefield; Song Bo's injuries were a trivial matter for him.

Once the bruises on his face vanished, Song Bo was once again a handsome man with sharp, striking eyebrows.

Wang Lan lightly tapped Song Bo's cheeks. "Song Bo, wake up."

"Ah? What just happened? Where am I... What's today's date?"

"Hahaha..." A burst of laughter erupted from the students.

"Wang Lan, what's wrong with Song Bo? He hasn't... developed a problem up here, has he?" Liu Jie asked, pointing to his own head.

"Don't worry, Teacher. It's temporary amnesia from the heavy blows to his head. He'll remember everything shortly."

The subsequent sparring matches passed without any heart-stopping moments, but Xie Sisi's sudden, dramatic improvement continued to weigh on Liu Jie's mind.

"Xie Sisi." After the exam, Class One began their routine physical training. Liu Jie called Xie Sisi over to ask about her situation. Initially, Xie Sisi kept her head down and said nothing. It wasn't until Wang Lan noticed her state that he approached Liu Jie to explain.

"I see..." Liu Jie had a sudden realization. "Indeed, finding the right method for each individual is crucial. The sparring method you described suits Xie Sisi, which explains her rapid improvement in such a short period."

"Mr. Liu, I believe my method is suitable for all students. I was trained this way myself. You and Master Huang were comrades-in-arms; you should know what he's like."

"Huang Feilong's old nickname was 'The Madman.' Whether he was killing Exotic Beasts or training team members, his attacks were always frenzied."

"Teacher, I think we can promote this method to the entire class. I may not be the most talented, but I'm willing to step up and assist you in training these students. For future combat practice, we can go by student numbers, and I'll spar with every classmate in turn..."

Wang Lan's intentions were once again laid bare before Liu Jie.

"Get lost! If I were to use such a brutal method on my students, I'd be forced to pack my bags and leave by tomorrow. This kind of sparring demands immense mental fortitude and a very close bond between partners. The slightest misstep could turn these training sessions into bitter personal vendettas. You think I don't know that? Only that madman Huang Feilong would dare to train you that way."