After parting with the Mili of the Ganlu Temple, Aoki was stopped by Kyujie Akiyama as soon as he returned to the ashram.
"Younger Martial Brother Qingcun, there will be a practical practice tomorrow. You can join us!"
"I'll let it go."
Aoki declines.
It's not easy to fight with ordinary people. It's not good for him or others.
Keisuke Akiyama thought that he was worried about the sun, and hurriedly said, "Younger martial brother, don't worry. The actual combat practice is carried out in a shady room."
Looking at his tired expression and slightly begging eyes, Aoki was thoughtful and did not refuse: "Well, I will attend on time."
If it were not for Akiyama Kyukee, he might not have remembered to learn martial arts and would not have formed his own fighting system so soon.
Moreover, Keisuke Akiyama has taken good care of him all this time.
Such a small request should not be refused because of emotion and reason.
The next day.
Many students of Qingmu Taoist Temple gathered together, and familiar people gathered in twos and threes to chat.
After a while, Kengo Shuino took Keisuke Akiyama into the training room and opened the door to the mountain: "Today we are going to have a practical training!"
Qingmu looks at the sound.
This was the first time he saw Kengo Shuino since he first entered the Aoki Taoist Temple.
After a few days of absence, Kengo Shuino looks more than ten years old, his hair has turned white, and his face is full of vicissitudes.
Shuino Jianwu said, "Now start grouping, Yugen Takeshi and Bao Jing Guangxi, Junsuke Tapu and Yasunari Kuokawa... Qingcun and Chengyong Fujita..."
Hearing his name, Aoki looks at a strong young man in front of the training room.
Fujita Chengyong, whose name he heard a little, is a senior class student. It is said that his strength can rank in the top five among all students at present.
Fujita Chengyong just looked at Aoki.
Four eyes are opposite.
He grinned, his eyes full of aggression.
"Did you match such a strong opponent when you participated in the first practical training?"
Aoki sighs, actually he doesn't feel anything.
Compared with Aoki's lonely side, Fujita Chengyong's side is much more lively.
"Qingcun? I remember he just joined the dojo soon? Have you learned the basic moves?"
"Cheng Yong picked up a soft persimmon this time!"
Fujita Chengyong put his hands around his chest and said faintly, "Actually, I prefer to fight with experts. What's the meaning of abusing such a rookie?"
"Don't be careless. There must be a reason for the teacher's arrangement. At least his physique is not bad!"
"What's the reason? I want to teach that guy a lesson! I'm sick of wearing that shabby hat all day, not to mention the teacher!"
A fat young man interrupted their quarrel.
"Come on, bet. How long will the fight between Fujita and Cainiao end? Five minutes, three minutes, or one minute?"
Everyone showed interest.
"Three minutes! The battle will definitely end in three minutes!"
"If you fart in three minutes, I think Cheng Yong can solve that rookie in one minute!"
Fujita Chengyong took out ten thousand yuan and shot it on the hands of a fat young man, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Fujita, this is against the rules!" The fat young man shook his head and pushed the money back,
Fujita Chengyong did not answer: "I bet 30 seconds!"
"Very confident." The rich fat young man smiled and put away his money.
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Akiyama Keisuke said anxiously, "Teacher, is it too radical for Qingcun to face Fujita Chengyong in the first practical practice? Qingcun has no practical experience after all."
Shuino Jianwu said, "How can we see the real strength without a strong enough enemy? If Qingcun really reaches the level you mentioned, even if he is inexperienced, he can fight with Fujita Chengyong."
Kyukesuke Akiyama knows that the matter is a foregone conclusion. He can only pray that Younger Martial Brother Qingcun will play his due role and inject vitality into Shifu's gradually exhausted spirit.
The actual training went on very quickly.
Unlike the Challenge Arena, this competition will last for several rounds, and the winner will often be decided in a short time.
"Next group, Qingcun to Fujita Chengyong!"
Hearing Akiyama Keisuke's voice, Aoki stood up, took off his bamboo hat and walked into the arena.
Everyone's eyes were attracted by him, and there was a noise in the training hall.
"Ah? Is this Qingcun?"
"Grass! I always thought that Qingcun had been wearing hats because of his poor appearance. Was it because he was so handsome?"
"All right, I don't think it's too much, Chui Liu, handsome!"
Fujita Chengyong was also stunned for a moment, and a hint of jealousy appeared on his face. He grinned and said, "Rookie, protect your face. I like slapping your face best."
"Hehe," Aoki replied.
Somehow, Fujita Chengyong felt a surge of anger.
"The battle begins!"
Akiyama Keisuke's words fell, and Fujita Chengyong rushed out in an instant, and a straight fist stabbed Aoki's face like a javelin.
Aoki leans slightly to avoid Fujita Chengyong's fists, then steps forward without retreating, and instantly closes the distance with Fujita Chengyong.
"Green wood flow, storm!"
A storm means to be as violent as a gale and as dense as a rainstorm.
Fists, elbows, legs, knees... all the body turned into deadly weapons, like the most violent storm, which swept through Fujita Chengyong in an instant.
Within three seconds, Aoki closed his fist and retreated.
Fujita Chengyong's body collapsed.
The training hall suddenly became audible.
"Teacher, Senior Brother Guijie, I still have something to do, so I left first."
Aoki picked up the sun hat, said hello to them and left the training room.
Until this time, other people gradually recovered.
Keisuke Akiyama quickly rushed to Chengyong Fujita's side and checked it before he was relieved.
"Well, I'm still alive."
The attack of Younger Martial Brother Qingcun just now is too terrible. It's just that looking on makes people feel numb.
He was really worried that Fujita Chengyong was killed.
The training room became more noisy.
"What happened? What happened? I just yawned and Fujita Chengyong fell down?"
"It's careless! It's terrible! It's terrible! I feel breathless when I look at it!"
"What move did Qingcun use just now? Is it our Qingmuliu move? Why have I never seen it?"
"Are you stupid? How could it be Aoki Liu?"
"You are stupid! That is Aoki Liu! I can't see that you are not good enough!"
Shuiye Jianwu looks a bit absent-minded.
That's really Aoki Liu.
The way of punching, the connection and transformation between moves, etc. are all the ways of Aoki Liu.
But it is not Qingmuliu.
Because Aoki Liu really doesn't have such a violent move.
Several friends of Fujita Chengyong were stunned.
It's obviously a little white rabbit that is easy to bully. How can it suddenly become a horrible Tyrannosaurus rex that can eat people?
The rich fat youth has a strange face.
How long did the battle last? Three seconds? Five seconds? It must be less than ten seconds anyway!
He made a lot of money!
However, the process and result of the battle were completely contrary to what was expected!
The rich fat youth also remembered another thing.
Fujita Chengyong also made a lot of money.
Just, I wonder if he still wants the money? Is your heart happy or sad after knowing this?