Tezuka came back soon and said, "Buji said he would come right away."

Buji came very quickly, and as soon as he saw me, he said, "I didn't find you at the party, nor did I see Tezuka and the others, so I guess you must be with them."

I smiled dryly and said, "I'm not good at socializing, so it's better to leave that kind of thing to someone."

After saying hello, we continued the teaching just now.

Sanada hit my store with a punch. I stuck his wrist with one hand and his elbow with the other. I lowered my waist and retreated backwards as he was unable to stand firm. When he was exhausted, he pressed his arm with his backhand, and then got up and hit him with his shoulder. Sanada was immediately hit to the ground.

This move made him unable to fight back, and he changed from active to passive, completely at the control of others. All the force seemed to hit the empty space and could not control it himself.

I reached out and pulled Sanada, who was still a little lost, and asked everyone again: "Did you see clearly what I saw just now?"

"Well..." Everyone looked at each other a few times, looking embarrassed, not knowing how to express it.

Murong's fighting skills can be seen as a very profound skill, which is very particular about the transfer and reception of force, and the lower plate must be stable. Sanada recalled the tricks just now while analyzing.

Sanada and Fuji are originally technical streams, so it is easier for them to understand this kind of skilled things after reading them. Moreover, Sanada has a certain foundation in kendo, and has experienced it personally, so it is easier to understand the mystery.

Buer thought for a while and asked, "But, how can this technique be used in tennis?"

I pointed: "This is not difficult at all."

As soon as these words were said, the three of Lihai Da couldn't help but feel ashamed. For Murong, it was indeed not difficult to play tennis with this technique, because she didn't treat that as tennis at all.

We asked the waiter to find tennis rackets and tennis, which was a demonstration as usual. However, for the sake of convenience, I did not have tennis rackets, but just came to pick up the tennis they called with bare hands.

This time, Shiraishi volunteered to demonstrate. I still used the same move. The ball's hand retreated, exerted force from the calf, and used the turning of his wrist to relieve the excess impulse. Once my fingers were hooked, the ball was spinning obediently at my fingertips.

This time, everyone obviously understands much more than the demonstration just now. For them, tennis is actually what they are most familiar with.

Buer smiled and said, "It doesn't seem too difficult to do this, maybe you can try it."

"I have seen your ball style. If you want to use this technique to play, it will not be difficult for you to master it." I analyzed with a smile: "This technique is mainly the application of the will of the body to control the body. If you can use various unique skills, you will have the state of selflessness, which is enough for the basic conditions."

After explaining the basic principles of Tai Chi, we went back to the cocktail party.

As soon as he walked in through the side door, he met Yushi Nishi, who happened to come out. As soon as he saw us, he was stunned and then smiled and said, "I also want to say why can't even acquaintance see it? It turns out that you all came together."

Jibu pointed a tear mole on the corner of his eyes and hit him without hesitation: "It will make you want to escape from the cocktail party. Could it be that you have encountered a difficult woman again?"

Ninzu laughed twice: "It's worthy of being Jibu." Then he pointed to the two women in a not far away.

When Jibu saw it, he showed a clear expression. I couldn't help but walk up and whisper, "Do you know the two women you are pointing to?"

Jibu glanced at Shinzu and said, "They are two, one of them is Shinzu's ex-girlfriends, and the other is the ex-girlfriends!"

He was so helpless that he spread his hands and looked like this.

However, handsome men have always attracted the most attention of girls, especially when a group of handsome men gathered together. Therefore, when the girls' eyes look here, the two girls are naturally no exception.

"Ninzu Jun..."

"Yushi..."

Two different names were filled with the same joy. We looked at Ninjutsu at the same time and lamented in our hearts: Please be blessed yourself. Then, we walked away with great understanding.

I sighed with all my might and had to smile and deal with it. Being a playboy is not easy. Being loved by everyone is also burdened.

In order to allow the families who had just reached the agreement to communicate fully, the reception lasted for a day and it did not end until midnight. During this period, I was with Jibu and the others.

I didn’t have to go to socialize, of course I was happy to be idle. I thought to myself that bringing Grandpa Canglan over was indeed the right choice. However, Jibu and the others didn’t have to go to socialize, so I felt a little strange.

"I said, you have been lazy here with me. Is it really okay? Those young masters and ladies don't need to communicate with each other?" I glanced at a few people who had already sneaked into our direction from different angles.

Among those people, there were a few who looked familiar. Some had seen them on Jibu's birthday, and some had seen them at Grandpa Tezuka's birthday party. Although they were not deeply impressed, they could still remember them carefully. After all, my memory is so good that I have a headache.

Jibu looked at those people and looked at me with a speechless look: "Do you really don't know or don't know?"

"What do you know?" I don't understand.

Buer smiled and became the commentator: "You are actually the person they want to chat with."

"Me? Are they not the ones you met before? I remember meeting a few at the birthday of Jibu and Grandpa Tezuka..."

As soon as these words came out, Li Hai and the other two froze on their faces, but they quickly adjusted back.

No one would doubt that Murong had never communicated with any of them at the first two banquets, but she could tell her that she had seen her with just one glance. This only shows that her ability to remember her through the eyes was really at the point where she could remember her with just one glance. Even if she just glanced inadvertently, she could instantly remember her deeply.

Naturally, they remembered what Murong once said: "...Can you imagine that feeling that you can never get rid of it?"

They will never understand that kind of helplessness.

"Because you are the protagonist today. Every family of Yin-Yang Technique has needs!" Tezuka revealed the truth in one sentence.

So I asked again, "What are they not here to do? Are they waiting for me to come?"

Yukimura smiled brightly: "That's because we are."

I was speechless for my answer. Anyway, someone went to socialize, and those young masters and ladies wanted to get close to me, just to get closer. Shiraishi wanted to make friends with me so actively, which was somewhat of a bit of this, but I was not disgusted with him.

Maybe it's because he plays tennis too.

Before I knew it, most of the people I knew around me played tennis. Is this because this is the world of the princes of tennis? So knowing them has become a law? Or... I glanced at Yukimura and the others and sighed in my heart: Maybe it was because of this body that was originally entangled, so I couldn't get rid of it...

The lively event at the cocktail party continued, and even if there was a small incident of someone coming to make trouble outside the door in the middle, it was stopped by the powerful security guards of the hotel.

At midnight, the cocktail party finally ended. Except for some families whose original family in Kyoto who returned to their homes, most of them were resting in the hotel.

Of course, we also planned to go to the hotel for a night and go back tomorrow. However, as soon as we were about to go upstairs to the arranged room, it became noisy outside the gate.

Because some people were going out, many security guards ran to the gate to maintain order and drove the troublemakers away, so as not to make the heads of those big families unhappy.

Many people walked up and saw who was so bold that they dared to ignore the signs of the famous sword conference hanging outside and come here to make trouble again and again?

Before I got closer, I heard the mixed noise. Grandpa Yu Zhu and I were extremely aware of it and suddenly I heard something abnormal.

These quarrels were mixed with Chinese.

There are not many people in Japan who can speak Chinese, and they also have authentic Northeast accents, which is even more incredible.

We quickly walked forward a few steps. As soon as we arrived outside the door, we saw a fat man struggling among a group of security guards, calling for help while calling on his companions to hold on. The situation was extremely strange and made people laugh and cry.

There were also a group of swordsmen holding swords who were talking to the security guards, but they were unable to understand the language. I listened carefully for a few words and they were completely inconsistent with the Q&A.

However, a Taoist and a monk who had been standing next to me remained motionless. As soon as they saw me, they condensed their energy into their throats and sent a message from thousands of miles away: "I dare to ask, is it Murong Donor?"

"Miss Murong, I have seen it."

These people actually came to me?

Yu Zhu and I looked at each other, and he nodded to me and signaled to press down first. So I explained to the security guards. However, they did not agree to let these unknown people enter the hotel. In desperation, we had to go to another hotel temporarily together.

In the hotel suite, I looked at the formation in the living room and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

There are swordsmen, Taoists, monks, and even tomb robbers... These people who are completely out of reach are all here to look for me? And they are coming at the same time?

What's this all about?

After coughing twice, I finally spoke up and broke the strange silence: "I dare to ask you all, what's the matter?"

I haven't used the official voice for a long time, but it feels a bit awkward to speak. I hurriedly picked up the teacup to cover it up.

“That’s how it is…”

"Murong Donor..."

"I..."

"Let's wait..."

Everyone spoke together and suddenly became a mess. However, they quickly adjusted themselves. The rules of the world, the oldest ones will talk about it first.

The old monk said the Buddha's name first with a smile, deliberately not seeing the old Taoist priest's expression of his beard and staring.
Chapter completed!