Bai Tangjing glanced at the disheveled body on the ground, returned to the dining table expressionlessly, and began to clear away the tableware.
The movements full of life make the bloody battle just now seem like a phantom.
"I don't know when you learned Taisara-ryu, but as a swordsman, you take the initiative to get close to the combatants... Is your brain finally broken, senpai?"
But Busujima Saeko, who finally recovered from the throwing technique, lost all the dignity and stability of Yamato Nadeshiko.
Instead, she rolled on the ground like a little girl, not caring about the white flowers, and exposed more of her beautiful fleshy body.
"It's all Jing's fault! It's all Jing's fault! I just couldn't help but want to fight, but the smell of blood on your body made me excited!"
"...I'm just afraid of this. The fight before I came back was deliberate so that no one would bleed! How can you blame me!"
"No matter! When Uncle Wu Ben asks about my situation later, you have to take full responsibility!"
Baitang Jing held his forehead and sighed.
Things haven't been right since I arrived in Tokyo a year ago.
At that time, after signing a contract with the Toyama-gumi, a local gangster in Fukushima Prefecture, according to the contract, it was also for the purpose of further training in future studies at Tokyo University, asset management and martial arts.
Shirodo Kei agreed to help "Red Sand" and grab a bite of Tokyo, the fattest piece of meat in Japan.
So it was logical to come to Tokyo from the countryside of Fukushima.
But for an adopted minor, schooling and life in Tokyo are extremely troublesome.
The Toyama Group can help him, but the purpose of signing this contract is to draw a clear line between the glorious future he plans and the Yakuza, which is not popular.
It’s a crappy contract to ask them for help at this time!
Fortunately, although he has not yet entered Tokyo University to build connections for his official career, the connections from martial arts training have played a role.
In the countryside of Fukushima, there is a gym that teaches Takemoto-ryu practical boxing techniques.
After Toyama Hideki, the leader of the Toyama group, said that no one in Fukushima could teach him martial arts anymore, he was the first and the last person he tried to teach him without giving up.
There, he met Takemoto Hisayasu, the founder of Takemoto-ryu, who set out from Tokyo to inspect chain stores across the country.
...In the dojo, a pair of opponents with huge differences in size were fighting.
"Are you kidding me? That boy!"
"Is that the evil ghost-like guy in the rumors?"
"It's not that exaggerated...in the final analysis, he's just a tough little devil."
"You call that 'powerful'?"
In a series of actions that made onlookers tremble with fear, the short figure showed a ferocious fighting style and skillful skills.
A book of backpack throwing throws away the heavy-backed master of the dojo!
The shock of the scene can be compared to a kitten biting and killing an adult.
Then, the kid who occupied the dominant position flexibly used his own weight and the opponent's joints until Shifan's face turned red and he slapped the floor with his hands before turning over.
Then, after watching the whole competition, the old man, who was revered as the "God of War" and had white hair but still tense muscles, obviously became interested in talents. "Come here and tell me what's going on?"
Under the embarrassment of the local owner, he asked the young man what had happened.
After pondering for a long time, he did not fight all the way to the headquarters of the Yuanshan Group like the knight in Ren Xia's novel.
Instead, he asked the nine-year-old kid seriously: "Child, are you really so eager to become stronger?"
As an elder, this is a question that must be asked.
There are thousands of roads in modern society. Why stick to one road if it is not necessary?
Then, he got the answer from the child's burning eyes.
...the strongest in the world.
You must become the strongest in the world!
Every man has had this thought in his mind, right? - To become the strongest.
But as this kind of thinking grows up and matures, and as one understands the laws of society and sees the power of technology, most of it will disappear like a dream.
Because violence is useless to ordinary people's lives!
But the kid in front of me was different.
....It seems like something terrifying is chasing behind me! The sense of urgency that I can’t survive unless I become the strongest!
Such a person, even if his bones are broken, even if his muscles are dissolved... he will not give up his ideal of "the strongest in the world", right?
Even though he is called the "God of War", Takemoto Jiuan is also a mature social person.
He was not stupid enough to fight against the local gangsters or take him away. Instead, he left a personal phone number for the young Bai Tangjing.
In the following days, he began to teach Bai Tangjing on the phone.
If you can't teach the delicate ancient martial arts over the phone, then guide him to learn Jeet Kune Do.
Modern martial arts focuses on cultivating combat wisdom and combat thinking. After practicing it, one can be called a master in actual combat even if it is combined with some bad basic skills.
Then... it’s time to kick around the gyms in Fukushima Prefecture!
If you don’t teach me, then beat me until you learn it!
Thanks to the biological intelligence brain, while helping Bai Tangjing's body to coordinate and develop, the crushing power of analysis also made him know the secret moves of the gym at a glance.
When he is in good condition, those secret secrets that the gym disciples may not be able to put into actual combat even after learning them for several months, may even be used by him on the spot!
Thanks to him, the density of gyms throughout Fukushima Prefecture has dropped like a cliff in a few years.
It was precisely because of this ability that I was qualified to sign that contract.
After arriving in Tokyo, Takemoto Kuan jumped three feet high after hearing the news!
Because this means that the former kid has grown up to the point where he can subdue the local snakes in Fukushima!
I took him to Kamurocho that day, wanting to celebrate with all my heart.
This is also the first time Baidou Jing knows that his ninety-year-old master actually still has an old sweetheart in Kamurocho?!
Riding on the joy of drunkenness, the old man put his arms around his beautiful young lover and looked at the disciple he had taught over the phone with joy.
He is also the only disciple who can impress him in terms of "martial arts".
"What about the admission procedures? It's easy to talk about! I remember we had a good conversation when I recommended Takemoto-ryu to the Minister of Education. Although we didn't succeed in the end, we still have a good relationship."
"But... Kagami-chan."
The old man with white hair and no beard showed a malicious smile.
Drinking juice, I had never been in the Baitangjing of Fengyuechang in my two lives. I only half-pull my buttocks next to the sofa, and shuddered at the name.
"Teacher, that's not what you said on the phone..."
"Dama (shut up)! Traitor! If you owe me a favor to Sanlan, why don't you pay back a favor to your own teacher?"
It wasn't until the young man nodded in agreement that the "Martial God", who was still wearing a kimono in the Fengyue Field, drank another glass of "highball" and nodded with satisfaction.
“Gudu...ha!
It’s not a big deal. I just have a friend who practices ancient swordsmanship. He lives abroad, but his daughter seems to be obsessed with sword practice and can’t help but want to see blood with a real sword.
Don’t you have a place to stay in Tokyo? You happen to live there and have a fight every now and then to drain her murderous energy. By the way, she’s a great beauty!
...In fact, according to me, if you don’t see blood and kill people, what’s the point of practicing ancient style?
Right? Ai-chan?"
Ai-chan is a battle-hardened princess in Kamurocho. She flatters the old man at the right time, making the "God of War" laugh and place orders for expensive drinks that he doesn't even drink.
What about "killing" and "seeing blood"... I didn't hear it at all. (Cute smile)
And now, Busujima-senpai, who looked like a living Yamato Nadeshiko when we first met, has revealed her murderous nature and been beaten to the ground again and again...