Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 2 Heart War Simulation Bald Caped Man

The training at Jingu Liu Guild Hall is quite rigorous.

Once a female trainee forced herself to train until she fainted and was sent to the hospital for treatment. She was fine, but she sued Jingongliu Club to the court.

I think they didn't make a reasonable plan to fulfill the responsibility of a guild hall.

I paid that person medical expenses, mental damage expenses, lost work expenses, and so on.

Bailong will not expand the scope of attack to all women because of a mouse dropping.

But he is not the teacher of Jingu Liu Guild Hall.

Yasuki Jingu is the teacher of the guild hall.

The one who was stabbed in the back by a female student made a decision directly, and the Jingongliu Hall banned the recruitment of female students.

Bailong can only respect Shifan's decision.

After all, Yasuki Jingu was kind to him.

When he first entered this world, Bailong couldn't understand the language and had no interpersonal relationship, so he was almost caught by the big monster and had his kidneys eaten as food.

Yasuki Jingu is like a superhero in a movie, appearing in an emergency.

Not to mention saving Bailong's waist, seeing that he had nowhere to go, he was adopted at Jingu's house to solve the problem of black households.

A year later, he was accepted as a disciple and taught carefully.

It is impossible for Bailong to refute Jingu Yasuki's decision in such a trivial matter.

"I really want to exercise, can't I make an exception?"

Qilin Sijing's complexion turned pale, like a puppy adopted by Carton and others on a rainy day.

Tears welled up in the orange-gold eyes, looking pitiful.

Bailong said resolutely: "This is the rule set by the teacher and cannot be broken.

If you want to exercise, you can go to other clubs. "

The light in the eyes went out.

Qilin Sijing's face was as white as paper, he didn't say anything, and left in a daze.

Bailong entered the hall.

No fate is no fate, she was late.

……

The dojo at the Jingu-ryu Hall was empty.

Originally, Jingu Yasuki's training was already extremely rigorous, and Bailong temporarily took over the field as a teacher.

Training becomes more rigorous.

As a result, the dojo has become extremely deserted, and it looks like it is about to close down.

Bai Long didn't care.

He only welcomes students who want to become stronger, and those who have the attitude of practicing can go to other martial arts halls to practice.

He stood in the middle of the field and closed his eyes.

Prepare for a heart-to-heart battle.

Now there is no one to practice with him, and he can only simulate the enemy's form and attack in his head by himself.

Face off against imaginary enemies that don't exist.

Just like some modern rock climbers will simulate the dangers they encounter during training and make various responses.

Bai Long sketched out the appearance of his opponent in his mind.

Eyes open.

The air in front of him fluctuated, and heroes from another dimension were summoned.

The bald head like a light bulb is its signature symbol, with hanging eyes, wearing a khaki Superman suit and a white cape.

He is Saitama from One Punch Man.

Hero name: Bald Cloaked Man.

"bring it on."

Bai Long's face was calm.

Saitama kicked his feet and charged forward, showing a terrifying high speed.

Punch him in the face!

Bailong's feet hopped lightly, just like a boxer's hop.

Turn the body to the right side, avoiding the attack of the fist, and at the same time rush forward.

An inch punch hit Saitama's waist hard.

Bang, the sound wasn't very loud, it was because he controlled his own power to the extreme.

You can't blow up the planet and destroy the world just by practicing qigong.

Saitama took two steps back, wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and his face, which was originally as calm as stagnant water, was stained with the blood unique to Shonenman, "Consecutive ordinary punches!"

"Eura!"

Bailong fights fast.

The terrifying power is compressed between square inches.

He threw himself into this mental battle.

……

05:30 in the afternoon.

Bai Long stopped today's psychological battle, maybe it's time to imitate the next stronger character.

Saitama's initial simulation did cause quite a bit of pressure, but he broke through to star power.

The opponent no longer has such a strong sense of oppression as before.

This is not a good thing.

Bailong can continue to become stronger, apart from his own hard work, it is more due to the blessing of talent.

Perhaps because of his physical body traveling through time and space, he can transform a burst of power into eternity.

In terms of the game, that is, if he hits a crit, the next level A is the attack power of the last crit.

Relying on the power of turning critical strikes into flat A's, he can break through to a realm that no one has ever reached.

And if you want to continue to use this talent to become stronger, you must have a strong enough enemy.

Only by making him aware of the danger can he unleash a super-level attack.

Obviously, the current Saitama is not up to the task.

Bai Long was thinking about exercising, he walked into the changing room of the dojo without stopping.

The front door here is connected to the dojo, and the back door is the shower room.

He took off his wet vest, noticed the sight of the door, and turned his head to look.

There stood a very beautiful girl.

The white apron and headscarf highlighted the temperament of a good woman at home, and her long straight black hair looked soft and shiny.

The bridge of the nose is straight and straight, the light purple eyes are big and round, and the pale pink lips are as delicious as jelly.

Body curves meet a man's definition of beauty.

At this moment, she has a mop in her right hand and a bucket in her left hand, and her big eyes are fixed on Bailong's unusual latissimus dorsi.

And the "Christmas tree" on the back that makes countless bodybuilders drool.

This is the ultimate form of the back muscles.

"Qiansha, you came early today."

Jingu Chisa is the youngest daughter of Jingu Yasuki, a 17-year-old JK with all-around housework.

It's different from the hot-tempered twin sister.

Chisa is a standard Yamato Nadeko, a healing girl.

He has a gentle smile on everyone.

Sometimes, Bailong was really worried that she would be cheated.

"Well, I guess Brother Long should have finished exercising and wants to clean the dojo. If you want to use the shower, I'll clean other places first."

Jingu Chisa withdrew her gaze, and seemed to remember something, took out a pair of boxers from the pocket of her apron, and said with a smile: "By the way, Brother Long's underwear should be changed~"

"Qiansha, there is really no need to change every month."

With a helpless expression on his face, Bailong said, "I have just tamed these underwear not long ago."

"Brother Long, you exercise a lot and sweat so much every day, you must pay attention to hygiene."

Jingu Chisa's tone was still gentle, she stared at him without blinking, her attitude was very tough.

"Row."

Bai Long couldn't resist her, so he agreed without hesitation.

……

The shower room in the dojo occupies an average area and is divided into compartments. There are only shower heads and there is no bathtub.

It is simply a simple rinse for sweaty students.

Bailong didn't wash it casually, but used body wash and washed it repeatedly to avoid being yelled at by someone when he got home, it stinks to death.

It's not cute at all.

Still Chisa is well-behaved.

Humming, he sensed Qiansha's breath returning to the changing room.

The hands and feet are really smooth.

She is indeed a good junior sister whom he is proud of.

In the changing room, Jingong Qiansa squatted in front of the changing basket, holding up the underwear that smelled like Brother Long with both hands.

Bow your head and take a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)