Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

151. Master-Student Battle (Third Update! Ask For Flowers!)

the next day.

"Sir, this is the 'Colosseum' of the base

Thanks to the gift of the boxing wish club, the fighting style prevails in Japan.

Even in [Bug]'s base, there is a dedicated arena for trainers to do one-on-one actual combat training, and there are even regular ranking battles.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows and a monitoring room on the second floor, which can be seen at a glance.

Yato looked around and nodded slightly.

The facilities are complete and the venue is spacious.

Although it's not as exaggerated as fighting thousands of people in the Imperial University Gymnasium, it is still no problem to hold a large-scale boxing event.

There are no seats in the arena, only one ring.

Just then, a breeze blew by.

01 reacted and found that the woman who was supposed to be behind appeared on the ring at some time.

"...?!"

He closed his mouth tightly, feeling a little hairy in his heart.

This woman came out of the training ground with the new chief last night, and he was quite shocked. You must know that there was no such a No. 1 person in the base before this.

When I went back, I decisively deleted all the surveillance video of that day.

He didn't want to know the truth, and he didn't want to be mistaken by the new chief for knowing the truth.

Knowing too much in the organization [Worm] 16 is often not enough to live long.

So even if they came together this morning, the new chief asked him to lead the way to the arena, and he led the two of them here without saying a word.

"Okay, you go out first."

Seeing Miyun Kushida step onto the ring without making a sound, and staring at her fiercely, Yato sighed helplessly, and gave instructions to 01.

"yes.

01 was relieved and left quickly.

Staying with these two people, the atmosphere alone made him breathless.

01—Let’s go, Yato took off his coat, shirt, shoes and socks, and trousers one by one, jumped onto the ring wearing only mixed martial arts shorts, and stood in front of Mizu Kushida.

Although his skin is not wheat-colored, it is not white. It is in between, giving people a strong impression like rubber. It is strong but not elastic, delicate but not tender, and there is no scar. It seems that no matter what method is used, it is difficult to leave long-term traces on it.

The strong and burly muscles, like knives and axes, fully interpret strength and beauty.

Just looking at his physique, Yato, like Gaoran, can only be considered a small man in the heavyweight class, but his real weight is more than two hundred and twenty catties!

Every muscle is like fine iron that has been tempered thousands of times, and its shape and distribution perfectly meet the needs of fighting. No matter who evaluates it, it will think that this is a "textbook" fighting body.

Standing here like this is like a warrior in heavy armor, with a ferocious aura overflowing, making the atmosphere full of killing intent, every strand of air that touches the skin will be like a needle prick, although it is a crisis instinct It is causing trouble, reflecting wrong information to the nervous system and brain, but this kind of mental oppression is extremely fatal to combat.

"Your previous teacher seems to have taught you well, at least the basics are very good, even the old man can't find any faults." Kushina Meiyun glanced at Yato a few times, and there was a trace of satisfaction in her eyes. color.

Although he is a few years older than his disciple Qianying, and has never received the practice of 'qi', but with a solid foundation and excellent physique, once the 'qi channel' is opened

It will surpass all Qianying's efforts so far in a very short period of time.

"I did learn some valuable things from a lot of people."

Yato sighed.

Although the teacher who taught him Jeet Kune Do and Wing Chun would never accept him as a student, he really didn't teach what he said he wouldn't teach, and he didn't hide anything about the part he decided to teach.

Without the foundation laid at that time, he doesn't know what to use to study ancient martial arts now.

There is also Mushi Guangshi, the owner of Mushi gymnasium, one of the most outstanding contemporary fighters, who has carefully taught housekeeping skills and mixed martial arts.

It allows him to confirm what he has learned before, integrate it, and walk out of his own path.

But these two are not his 'enlightenment mentors'.

Yato considers himself his first teacher.

It should be 'system'.

It literally changed my life.

Even though it was very stingy, at first he asked himself to fight with others to collect fragments to complete the task without even giving him a novice gift package, but it was because of this that he completely woke up from the excitement of getting the cheating device.

Yato often thinks that even without a system, he can become the strongest in the world.

This is not so much a kind of self-confidence.

Rather, it is a belief.

What is the difference between a person who leaves the system and is a waste, and a lucky person who has received support from well-meaning people but still does not make progress, but only improves his living conditions?

His self-esteem does not allow himself to be such a person!

It is with this belief.

Day and night unremitting efforts, study skills.

Only then did Yato stand up to today with his head held high.

"Collect the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, get rid of the chaff, and improve yourself... This is the path that many martial artists have gone through. So, let me see what you have mastered."

Kushida Miyun suddenly changed her name in the middle of her speech.

This means that she gave up her position as a senior, and took the initiative to learn Yato's "wu" from the position of a martial artist.

"Do you really want to fight?"

Yato had a headache.

To be honest, he doesn't really want to play a losing game.

What's more, it still doesn't fall with fragments.

Because the strength difference between the two sides is too great, it cannot be called a battle at all.

"If I don't fight a game, how can I know your current strength, so as to formulate the content of future practice...... Do you think I can know your strength just by looking at it? Hmm

It's not bad to say that, probably you can judge the general level by feeling, but to be your master and teach me the way of martial arts, this level of understanding is far from enough. "

"besides."

Kushida Meiyun suddenly changed her tone, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her eyes revealed a dangerous look.

"I think it's necessary for you to understand your master's ability and establish your majesty as a master. This will also be of great help to your future practice. Don't you think so?"

Ye Dou felt bitter in his mouth.

It wasn't just that she said a few harsh words last night, but it was because of her deliberate temptation, and she was missed in the end, so there's no reason for this.

However, in the world of martial artists, whoever has the hardest fist is always right, so we can't blame her for holding grudges as a woman.

If you want to fight, just fight.

I can't die anyway.

Yato adjusted his breathing silently, using breathing techniques and self-suggestion to "activate" his spirit and body, and his whole body's strength surged into his body like an electric current, carefully observing the slight vibration of his body surface.

Stimulating body tissues with full energy is extremely efficient as a 'warm-up' and 'adjustment'.

This is also inspired by the "Tiger Leopard Leiyin" in the martial arts novel.

I have to say that although many plot settings are quite outrageous.

But if you want to find a way forward, these 'outrageous' things still have a certain reference value.

"correct."

Kushina Miun smiled and said:

"Let's play a little game? I won't fight back, and I won't leave the spot. As long as you can 'hit' me, even if you win, I will promise you an extra request, but if you can't If it arrives, the agreement made last night will be invalidated. I am still your master, but you no longer have the right to interfere with my actions.

"———Come on, my beloved disciple, give everything you have, and let me see if your limit can be turned into a bridle that binds me."