The two of them fought back and forth for several rounds, and Kyogoku could not help but have random thoughts, most of which were related to Hanyu Kiyosu and Suzuki Sonoko.
He felt that if he continued like this, he might have inner demons, and if he continued to be distracted, if he missed and used too much force, he might maim the Maori junior in front of him, so he couldn't help but speed up the movements of his hands.
When Kyogoku really became serious, Mao Lilan was immediately under great pressure. Even if she was strengthened, she couldn't find a chance to fight back.
Not only did the two sides have a huge gap in strength and speed, but the gap in combat experience was even greater. It was a completely one-sided battle.
However, Mao Lilan has a very serious character, and can even be said to be stubborn on some issues. She does not want to waste such a rare opportunity to compete with masters, and in matters such as martial arts, she cannot give up easily.
Once the anger in her heart is vented and she becomes timid, she can basically declare that she can no longer make progress in karate.
So, before she gets knocked down, she has to punch!
"Xiaolan..."
Suzuki Sonoko worriedly clenched Hanyu Qing'an's sleeves. As Mao Lilan's best friend, she often cheered for each other's games, so she knew she couldn't give up at this time.
But seeing Mao Lilan being beaten so badly, she could only watch from the sidelines, feeling very uncomfortable.
Conan was equally uncomfortable. He stared blankly at Mao Lilan's neat figure, with a determined expression on his face, and the image of Xiaolan crying when he was a child kept flashing in his mind.
When did the crybaby who was protected by himself and Yuanzi start to become stronger, and even protect Yuanzi in turn?
Mao Lilan's movements began to slow down, her strength was much smaller than at the beginning, and the pain on her body began to deform her movements.
But she still had no intention of giving up, as if she was standing on the field now, with nothing but the opponent in her eyes and the thought of defeating her opponent.
Kyogoku looked at Mao Lilan, who was concentrating and looking embarrassed, but with undiminished fighting spirit in his eyes, and suddenly came to his senses.
My heart is indeed too messed up, and it is impossible to break through if it continues like this. Maybe fate makes me lose love just to let myself focus more on martial arts?
With a clear understanding in his heart, Kyogoku was finally able to get rid of distracting thoughts. Yes, martial arts was his partner that had been with him until now, and would never leave him. As for the love that had never come to reality, it was just It's just my own one-sided fantasy.
Compared with that illusory thing, the power contained in your own body is more real!
"Be careful."
Kyogoku Jin reminded him and stopped holding back. He planned to show his strongest posture to this respectable opponent, so that he could be worthy of the reminder he had just received.
"orchid!"
Amidst Suzuki Sonoko's screams, she could see Kyogoku moving as fast as lightning, with any movement leaving an afterimage, as if a dozen fists were hitting Mao Lilan at the same time.
If it weren't for the protection of the book man and the damage reduction effect of [Spell·Life], Mao Lilan might have died as suddenly as those big trees.
The battle soon came to an end. Kyogoku Makoto seized the opportunity and threw Mao Lilan out like a worn-out doll and fell to the ground.
Suzuki Sonoko and Conan hurried over and gathered around Mao Lilan to check on her condition.
"How could you strike so harshly? Didn't we agree that it was a sparring match?"
Suzuki Sonoko turned around and glared at Kyogoku Makoto fiercely, causing Kyogoku Makoto to stop in his tracks as he planned to come over to see Mao Lilan's situation.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. With the protection of Hanyu-kun's talisman, my ability to resist being hit is much stronger than usual."
Mao Lilan couldn't move her fingers, but endured the pain of falling apart all over, comforting Yuanzi and Conan.
"Besides, Kyogoku-senpai has already reserved his hand. If he ends up kicking instead of throwing, I'm afraid I won't even be able to speak anymore." Mao Lilan showed a forced smile.
"However, the gap is really too big. You will never understand this feeling unless you have experienced it personally. I have gained a lot this time. Thank you, Kyogoku-senpai."
Kyogoku scratched his head in confusion and hesitated: "Actually, it's me who should thank you. You are really talented in martial arts and your fighting will is also very good."
Suzuki Sonoko curled her lips, showing no interest in things that only two martial arts idiots could understand. She turned around and shouted to Hanyu Qing'an: "Qing'an-kun, come quickly and bless Xiaolan."
Hanyu Qing'an conjured up a few blue talismans, put them on Mao Lilan, and then used [Word Spirit·One Style] to detonate them. Mao Lilan's look was slightly better, but the vitality could only indirectly improve the recovery ability, and it could not heal injuries, so it was
It's just a little better.
In the next two days, Mao Lilan will probably be able to lie down and rest in the hotel.
"I have some medicinal wine there, which can help Miss Mori recover faster. You can ask you..." Kyogoku Makoto stammered to Hanyu Kiyosu, "Your girlfriend can help her rub some."
Hanyu Qing'an nodded, very satisfied with the way he addressed Sonoko, and then politely replied: "Thank you very much."
"Um..." Kyogoku continued hesitantly, "I wonder if it would be convenient for you to discuss it with me?"
"???" Hanyu Qing'an just felt confused. What kind of development is this? Why do you want to fight with yourself again? Are you addicted to fighting?
Or is it that the other party wants to duel with him in front of Yuanzi, thinking that by overpowering him, he can win Yuanzi away?
Hanyu Kiyosu glanced at Sonoko who was helping Xiaolan back to her room with Umesawa Masami. When they left the backyard, he asked coldly: "Are you trying to win Sonoko's heart through a duel?"
Kyogoku was stunned for a moment, then quickly shook his head and explained: "How could I have such an idea? She is a human being and not an object. How can she be a bet for a duel? That would be too disrespectful."
"Besides, I don't think emotional matters will change easily just because of a duel."
Hanyu Qing'an's expression softened. If it weren't for the previous misunderstandings and conflicts and Sonoko's problems, this person would actually be quite suitable for making friends.
Friends are straight, friends are forgiving, friends are knowledgeable, there are three friends who benefit, and Kyogoku is the only one who has two.
After Kyogoku finished speaking, he suddenly realized what he had just said. Wasn't this a direct admission of his unrequited love for Suzuki Sonoko? And he was saying this to her boyfriend!
He was at a loss, his face flushed, and he hurriedly explained with beady eyes: "I... um, don't worry, I can see that Miss Suzuki and you have a special relationship."
"During dinner, she, she helped you and the little girl pick up the food, and the smile on her face was also from the bottom of her heart."
"Since it was her own choice and not forced, that's enough. I won't have any thoughts about other people's girlfriends. Don't worry..."
Looking at the incoherent Kyogoku Makoto, Hanyu Kiyosu said calmly:
"It doesn't matter. You don't have to think too much. There are other people who like Yuanzi. It means that she is excellent and it also means that I have good taste. I won't be angry because of it."
"Moreover, I have enough confidence in our relationship that I don't think anyone will take her away from me."
Saying this, Hanyu Qing'an suddenly wanted to understand what the sense of sight was before. How could this scene look so like a brave man defeating various mini-bosses and fighting all the way to the giant dragon, preparing to rescue those captured by the dragon?
Princess?
So, the BOSS is myself? And now is the time for the decisive battle?
Interesting... Since the other party has sincerely proposed the discussion, how can they not be satisfied?
