Comics: Starting from the Blast Punch

After leaving the principal's office, Yato walked slowly in the corridor.

The school had already helped him to"apply for leave".

As a wounded person, he didn't need to go to the classroom to listen to the teacher's instructions.

But then again, he would be assigned to Class A, and the club affairs were indeed all directed by the old principal behind the scenes.

"That stinky old man should have known what I wanted to do, but it was a pity that I didn't get to see his bitter face."

Yato thought with a gloating heart.

He felt that the composition of Class A was a little strange. Now it seemed that Adolf did it on purpose, but he didn't know what his real purpose was. It couldn't be just a simple bad taste, right?

As for the club, Yato felt that it was probably the old man's sense of responsibility as a teacher that was acting, and he tried to use the club to occupy his spare time, indirectly distracting his energy from participating in the fighting world. For a moment, Yato didn't know whether to praise Adolf for his dedication to his duties, or to say that he was meddling in other people's business.

"In short... let me take advantage of this topic to make some comments. Don't blame me, Principal, you are also an opposition party, so let me do what you can't do."

"I don’t know how much reward I can get from the final test… Time is running out, the higher-ups won’t take action at this time for no reason, maybe the Kengan elimination tournament is not far away, I have to speed up my pace of becoming stronger, otherwise even if the mission rewards are extremely generous, I won’t be able to get them."

Yato thought expressionlessly.

The sunlight shone through the windows of the corridor, stretching his shadow very long, as if it was going to cover the original carpet.……

……

Back to the club room in the old school building,

Yato could clearly feel that there was a hint of life here. It was completely different from when it was placed before.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a tall and slender figure curled up on the sofa and sleeping soundly.

But Yato's arrival also startled the other party.

"……？"

Tianyu Zhanzan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Yato.

Yato looked back at him.

The two looked at each other for a while.

Tianyu sat up slowly and stretched. Her exquisite figure, outlined by the silky black sailor suit, showed a charm far beyond her age. In Yato's eyes, she was as elegant and lazy as a black Persian cat basking in the sun.

After she finished stretching, she said casually:

"I thought you, the club president, were going to abandon the club you just founded."

"Well, something happened."

Yato closed the door.

"Are you injured?"

Tianyu seemed to have noticed something from his actions. Her beautiful eyes narrowed and her aura changed instantly. Her laziness was swept away and her tone was cold.

"Who did it?"

"As a fighter, it's normal to get hurt." Yato didn't pay attention to her tone, and went to the kitchen to find the kettle and prepare a cup of coffee.

Compared with black tea, which is popular in aristocratic schools, he still prefers milk with coffee. It tastes like drinking Wangzai milk, and he can't stop at all.

What surprised Yato was that the kettle and tea sets were already prepared. It can be seen that one of the two people, Yukino or Tianyu, has started to use the kitchen during the days when he was away.

"Although I don't know much about the world of fighting artists, the person who can hurt you should not be an ordinary person, right?"

Perhaps realizing that his reaction was a bit extreme, Tianyu softened his tone, licked his lips with his tongue, and pretended to be very interested.

"I'm just telling you this, don't tell Yukinoshita, that guy's values still need to be corrected." While waiting for the water to boil, Yato sat back on the sofa, pressed his stiff shoulders and said,"The guy I met this time was a little too strong, and it wasn't a normal match, so I almost died there."

"Don't die before I beat you."

Tianyu stared at Yedou with a bad tone.

"Don't worry, I haven't learned the secret techniques of the underground flow from you yet."

Yadou said with a smile

"Humph, if I really want to say it, I should have learned your kicking skills first."

Tianyu shook his hair and snorted disdainfully.

But then, he couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He pretended to be indifferent and asked:"Speaking of your kicking skills, you should have created them yourself, right? In the schools that I know, even the ancient schools don't have such an exaggerated kicking speed as yours."

"It is indeed my own creation, I named it 'Lan Jiao’"

Yato answered without hesitation.

Although it was drawn by the system, he also trained it with his own ability. He was not ashamed to call it"self-created"

"‘"Lan Jiao"? To be honest, I'm not particularly interested in kicking skills. I'm best at hand skills."

Tian Yu said uninterested

"You want to learn but you can't."

Yedou said with a smile

【The principle of"Arashi Kick" is simple to say, but normal people can never do it.

Because the body does not support it.

And the reason why he can use it is mainly because of the transformation of the system.

It can be said that his current physique is infinitely close to the natives of the One Piece world.

Yato really doesn't think that anyone other than himself can learn it.

But Tianyu is a genius.

He should be able to learn some basics, right?

He thought so.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the club room.

Yato raised his eyebrows in confusion.

As for Yukino, he had already given the key.

Tianyu also had it.

So the person knocking on the door could only be an outsider.’

"Who are you……？"