Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

It feels like something is being watched.

It feels weird.

Chapter six hundred and thirty fifth play a big ticket

The empty training room—

"Wow!"

Tojo Nozomi, who was wearing a black training suit, was easily thrown away by Wu Yasha, who was wearing a kimono.

Obviously wearing a kimono that affects his actions, but Wu Yasha looks leisurely and calm.

The two people in front of her couldn't bring any pressure to her.

Tojo Nozomi in the air tried very hard to adjust his posture to ensure that he would not fall to the ground in an unsightly posture.

'Concentrate, concentrate. ’

Taking a deep breath, Tojo Nozomi reluctantly reversed his posture and landed on the ground in a dashing posture.

'Success! ’

Just when Tojo Nozomi was happy for his successful landing, one foot stepped on Tojo Nozomi's shoulder.

"Snapped!"

"Eh?"

Using Tojo Nozomi as a pedal, Jingxi showed a malicious smile.

He slammed his feet and jumped out.

This malicious smile naturally fell into the eyes of Nozomi Tojo.

"you!"

Before scolding, Tojo Nozomi fell out in a very embarrassed posture.

Looking at the scene in front of him, even Wu Yasha was a little helpless.

The type of scene she has watched many times in the past two days.

Although I have been reminded, it seems to have no effect.

Not only Jing Xi, Tojo Xi will also stumble upon Jing Xi intentionally or unintentionally.

But compared to Jing Xi's direct action, Tojo Nozomi will still restrain a lot, just make some small movements.

'These two children. ’

Sighing silently, Wu Yesha raised his hand and grabbed Jing Xi's foot to block the kick.

Then, in the same posture, Jingxi was thrown out.

Tojo Nozomi, who had just stood up, didn't react when he saw Jingxi's figure constantly magnifying in his sight.

However, the two collided like a rolling gourd.

"You bastard!"

Pulling Kyouki away, Tojo Ki, who was furious, looked at this guy angrily.

If it is said that Tojo Nozomi's disgust for Jingxi at the beginning is because of the opponent's attack and the vicious and vicious Kagami Shinji in the memory of Shiroto Shinji's battle.

So now Tojo Nozomi's disgust for Jingxi is really from the life in front of him that looks like himself.

He had the same face as himself, but he was indeed such a disgusting and disgusting character.

Sometimes Tojo Nozomi would like to kill this **** with one punch and let her taste her own power.

Kyouki, who got up from the ground, glanced at Tojo Nozomi and stood up on his own.

But the disgust and disgust in his eyes really did not hide at all.

"Xi-san, I said it before."

"Don't jump up at will in battle."

"Even raising the legs beyond the waist is something to watch out for."

Raising his legs, Wu Yasha became a teacher for the two of them.

"At this time, you are actually very dangerous."

In order to ensure the completion of this action, the center of gravity will inevitably change, including the overall posture.

After careful study, you will find that the more you practice your legs, the more you like this exaggerated action.

Techniques that are actually used in combat rarely have such pompous poses.

Even the Brazilian war dance, which is both fierce and ornamental, makes those seemingly exaggerated movements only when it ensures its own stability.

Of course, some karate is not meant to be mapped here.

Really do not have.

"I see."

Bowing slightly, Jing Xi said seriously.

Although there were some doubts in her heart at first, in the past few days, Jingxi has fully accepted and even started to admire this seemingly weak woman in front of her.

Although the other party always looks soft and weak in a kimono, Jingxi is actually shocked by that terrifying power.

Not only the power, but the opponent's terrifying strength as long as it is related to the battle.

Speaking of which, the other party said at first that he would only guide some basic training, how did he change his mind now?

‘Ah, classmate Luo Zhen is really good at calling people. ’

Although there was a smile on his face, Wu Yasha sighed in his heart.

What started out as just basic training turned out to be long-term coaching.

Obviously his fighting style is not suitable for the two of them.

I went back after guiding this stage.

Wu Yasha originally wanted to say that.

But he really gave too much.

"Please, Teacher Wu Yasha."

Looking at the bank card that Luo Zhen handed over, Wu Yasha fell into contemplation.

Teacher, student, money, wife......

A series of wonderful words appeared in Wu Yasha's head.

To be honest, it's easy to get crooked.

Especially when Wu Yasha looks weak and easy to bully.

Of course, in fact, everyone knows how.

Although he complained a little in his heart, Wu Yasha was not incomprehensible.

Recently, there seems to be some big moves in Boxing Club.

All the chambers of commerce began to be highly nervous, wondering what the old man was thinking.

Everyone is very helpless for that willful old man.

But the opponent's strength could not be held back, and the strength of his subordinates was also overwhelmingly terrifying.

If you want to defeat this old man, you will either pass the fist wish meeting in an upright manner, or you will directly hit the table with artillery fire.

But obviously these people don't have the ability.

I dare not do small movements, and they are useless, and big movements have no such ability.

In normal competitions, the opponent will only be hung up and hammered.

That's why the old man can sit firmly on the throne of the Chairman of the Fist Wishing Association.

"Let's rest for a while."

As if feeling something, Wu Yasha said to Tojo Nozomi and Jingxi.

After hearing Wu Yasha's words, the two suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Although the goal is not to defeat the opponent or to last for too long, just try to touch the opponent as much as possible.

But this has already made them very tired.

The gap between the killers of the Wu family and ordinary people.

It may really be bigger than the gap between humans and insects.

At the entrance of the training room, Luo Zhen appeared here at some point.

"It's hard work, Teacher Wu Yasha."

"fine."

Shaking his head, Wu Yesha said with a smile.

After all, it was paid.

"Still haven't found the right person yet?"

Facing Wu Yasha's question, Luo Zhen nodded in distress.

Luo Zhen thought about whether he should not put his eyes on this group of fighters.

But after thinking about it, it is basically this group of people who have gone far in martial arts, or have a relationship with this group of people.

It's not impossible to find it if you take a step back, but the existence of the organ is also a little troublesome.

"The Quan Wish Club has been very restless recently."

Seeing Luo Zhen's distressed appearance, Wu Yasha said with a point.

Although she is not a martial artist, she also got some news.

That old man, I am afraid he is preparing to play big.

Chapter 636 Stay tuned, Mr. Fan Ma

The boxing contest, in which merchants wagered huge profits, hired martial artists and made them fight with bare hands, began in the middle of the Edo period and has been passed down to modern times.

It is said that it was originally an order issued by a Japanese emperor who succeeded to the throne at a young age.

The purpose is to let the group of guys who beat to death all day settle disputes in a relatively peaceful way, which is a legitimate use of violence.

This directive has been sought after immediately after its introduction.

The prototype of the Boxing Association was born.

Then the little emperor was assassinated the following year.

Died at the age of 5.

In a way, a short but meaningful life.

Although he died at an early age, the boxing club that he left behind still exists to this day and even became the number one underground fighting group in Japan.

"No matter how many times you look at the scenery here, you will never get tired of it."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a cane, Kathara Mietang let out a hoarse laughter.

The old man who still seemed full of energy in front of him was Katsuhara Katara, the controller of the Boxing Wish Club.

Although he is not young, the old man is still full of vitality and spirit.

Even a little bit funny.

"yes?"

Behind Kathara Mietang, a large shadow covered the entire conference room.

A thick voice came from the darkness.