I can copy tags infinitely.

Li En spent a little time in the cafeteria copying the artificial label he had created on Estelle.

【warrior】

[Effect: When you do things that ordinary people dare not do, your overall physical fitness improves by 50%]

Overall physical fitness improved by 50%?

At first glance, this number seems quite small, considering that when Li En copied the label of innate superhuman strength, he gained a 100% boost.

But this is an overall improvement in quality, which includes not only strength and average speed, but also endurance, stamina, and the ability to withstand blows!

Moreover, the effect of this label seems to overlap and superimpose with the label of innate superhuman strength.

Li En wasn't sure whether this superposition used addition or multiplication, but the value was clearly terrifying.

"Perhaps I should find somewhere to confirm this."

Li En scooped a spoonful of Yorkshire pudding with a spoon, put it in his mouth with the beef gravy, and the rich, sweet aroma spread.

Although Yorkshire pudding is also called pudding, it is not a dessert, but a kind of savory batter, somewhat similar to the steamed buns that Li En remembers, only with a different shape.

"By the way," Li En asked Ruby and Simon, "since our school has swordsmanship, horseback riding, and etiquette classes, does it have a dedicated combat course?"

Ruby and Simon exchanged a glance, and the latter explained, "Yes, there is, but it's not a required course, and it's only worth a few credits. Only students who are very particular about their manners and want to prove that they are manly will take it."

Ruby looked at Li En with curiosity. After gaining the label of innate superhuman strength, Li En's muscle definition was indeed much more obvious, although it was usually hidden under his clothes and not easy to see.

"Are you interested in boxing lessons?"

Li Enwei nodded slightly. "There are some. May I go and observe?"

Simon took out his pocket watch from inside his school uniform, glanced at the time, and looked somewhat troubled. "Well, it would have been fine, but there's an extra etiquette class that I have to attend."

"Etiquette class?" Blake was somewhat surprised. "You actually take etiquette classes?"

"Of course, this is a required course for a gentleman," Simon straightened his collar, revealing a proud look, "the pride of a gentleman who should have been studying at Oxford University."

Ruby asked, "What's wrong? From your tone, it sounds like you look down on Cambridge students?"

Simon scoffed. "How can a school filled with bookish airs produce a fine gentleman? For nobles, etiquette is a compulsory course; how can it be overshadowed by academics? This is clearly going against the nobility."

Of the four people present, including Li En, all were nobles, and Blake agreed, saying, "That makes sense."

Li En remained silent. At present, Oxford and Cambridge could still exchange barbs, but after World War II, when the Cambridge Five Outstanding Students became famous, Cambridge students would truly be inferior to Oxford students.

Of course, given the current rampant nature of the church, it's hard to say what the future holds.

"Let me take you to a boxing class to try it out," Ruby put down her coffee cup. "I don't have any classes this afternoon, and I'm really interested in boxing."

"You?" Simon's expression was strange. "This is a gentleman's sport. As a lady, you should learn something else."

Ruby ignored him.

After lunch, led by Ruby, Li En arrived at the boxing gym in the academy.

The boxing gym has a high roof and high windows, and several tall wooden stakes used for practicing footwork stand against the wall, giving it a slightly dry, old feel.

A square area was set up in the center of the boxing gym, with slightly hard dots on the ground and the edges simply separated by rope, seemingly to facilitate the instructors' demonstrations of offensive and defensive movements.

A boxing instructor is leading several students in footwork practice. Even though boxing is a somewhat rough sport, the instructor requires his students to maintain composure and elegance.

Clearly, this tutor was also from the aristocracy, and he strictly demanded that his students' actions not degenerate into the kind of street brawls that the lower classes engage in.

He was wearing a white shirt soaked with sweat, with one button undone at the collar.

His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

A vest made of a simple, unpretentious material covered his body, but its clean cut made him look like a sturdy pine tree standing tall in the boxing gym.

There was also a label on his head, but it wasn't something like "fighting master," but rather the "natural super strength" that Li En was familiar with.

Well, being able to upgrade the "Innate Super Strength" label to Lv2 is good news.

Seemingly noticing that Rean and Ruby had entered the boxing gym, the coach looked at the two of them and asked, "What brings you here... Oh, it's Mr. Rean Welsh, I know you."

Is there anyone in this school who doesn't know me?

Li En muttered a resentful remark to himself, but still said to his instructor, "Hello, instructor, I'm very interested in boxing. May I watch from the sidelines?"

"Of course, I've heard about it from Carver. You're very talented in swordsmanship, and I'm certainly happy that you're interested in boxing."

Although Li En didn't recognize this Carver, he could tell from the conversation that the other person was referring to the swordsmanship instructor.

"Feel free to observe," the instructor gestured, "There are wooden stakes over there, and a simple boxing textbook I wrote. You can try throwing a few simple punches based on the textbook."

Li En responded and copied the label from the boxing instructor's head.

"Why don't you give it a try?"

Ruby led Li En to the tall wooden stake and reached for the leather protective gear on the wall. "Do you need this?"

Li En touched the surface of the tall wooden stake; the stake was very hard, like raw steel.

It has many dents and scratches, which means it must have been beaten countless times in the boxing gym, but it did not fall down or break.

This alone is enough to prove its hardness.

Li En was a little unsure of his strength and asked Ruby, "Tell me, if I break this wooden stake, is it still necessary for me to take boxing lessons?"

Ruby was surprised that Lee En would ask such a question, but out of politeness, she answered it anyway.

"First of all, boxing lessons are not directly related to strength. Boxing is also an aristocratic sport that emphasizes technique. Brute force alone is meaningless without technique."

"Secondly, the fact that this wooden stake shows no obvious damage after so much damage proves that it shouldn't be something that could be broken by human hands. If you really could break it..."

Ruby thought for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"Then I can consider granting you one wish."

"Grant me one wish?" Li En asked with a strange expression. "What wish can you grant me?"

Ruby crossed her arms, pouted, and said, "You wanted to fulfill the wish of the Money Cat, didn't I? If you don't believe me, that's fine too."

Li En didn't know Ruby's true identity, nor did she expect Ruby to actually fulfill any of her wishes.

However, he is indeed very interested in his current strength limits.

With his left hand pressing down on the top of the tall wooden stake, Li En took a deep breath to calm himself and the stake.

His right hand was clenched into a fist, gathering strength and retracting it, his pale knuckles almost bursting out of his skin.

Exhaling a breath of stale air, Li En's eyes sharpened, and his fist shot out like a cannonball, transforming into a sharp black shadow, carrying a strong wind, with only one strike!

It pierced right through the center of the wooden stake!

The dull thud resulted in a very obvious through-and-through wound. Li En slowly withdrew his fist, realizing something.

He just now...

I haven't even used my full strength yet!