I teach judo in Tokyo

Chapter 94 Teacher VS Master (eighth update)

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  Yae Meixuan bared her teeth and said, "Boy, you are very cool! If you have the ability, let's compare!"

Atobe Sousuke frowned coldly: "Sister, I'm afraid I'll flatten you with just a rub!"

"You're such a skinny bitch, but you still want to crush me. I'll chop your 'beep' into pieces with one knife!"

"Ouch! I'm afraid I'll scare you when I let out the "beep", and your hands will be so trembling that you won't dare to draw the knife!"

"Hahaha, thin dog, you scared me to faint, because I am dizzy from needles!"

"It's a joke! That's the sea-fixing needle. It can be changed as desired, and the length can be adjusted freely. Isn't it normal to scare you to death?"

The two men exchanged violent words with silenced words, which seemed pornographic but not pornographic.

The three disciples who seemed to understand but didn't understand had their cheeks reddening slightly.

Gokata Motoko looked helplessly at the two people confronting each other, turned around and asked, "Is Atobe-san always so out of tune?"

"I don't know!" Yumi Mifune shook her head violently with a confused look on her face, "Shihan used to be inconspicuous in the class. I didn't know he was such a bad person."

Saying that, Gokata Motoko and Mifune Yumi both looked at Yotsuba Saki.

You...what are you suddenly looking at me for?
  Yotsuba Saki lowered his head, and there was smoke coming out from the back of his head.

Although she fell in love with Atobe Sousuke both physically and mentally, it had only been a week since they really got to know each other. How did she know what kind of person Sousuke was before?
  But she likes Zongsuke very much now, he is so handsome even when he curses in a pornographic accent!

"Yoshiba Saki, you are hopeless! This guy is so good at swearing, and he treats us like this and that. He is clearly a pervert, and yet you still like him?"

Beside her, Emi wanted to slap Yotsuba Saki awake.

The final scolding battle ended with Mei Xuan getting stuck, her cheeks getting redder and redder.

I don't know whether she was angry or ashamed.

In short, after she was hit hard by Zongsuke's last obscene words, she was speechless and unable to refute.

Then she suddenly became angry.

Just listen to a metallic sound.

It was as if there was only a flash of white light.

The next second, the sword at Mei Xuan's waist was unsheathed, and the gleaming sharp blade was placed on Zongsuke's neck.

Zongsuke didn't move at all, and there was no trace of fear on his face. He turned back to look at the three stunned disciples with a smile.

His hand pointed back at the furious Yae Meixuan.

He made an expression as if Zhen's emoticon was true: "Haha, I'm in a hurry!"

Yae Meixuan was so angry that she almost spat out the old blood.

The words that I originally wanted to use the threat of a sword to convince Sousuke were too much to come out.

She gasped several times, so much so that her huge bust could be seen undulating and shaking obviously.

Then, she sneered with anger: "You're a brat who only knows how to talk, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?"

Zongsuke looked directly at her and smiled, looking fearless and confident.

"Behead me, Motoko-chan will be disappointed in you." He whispered.

It just so happened that at this moment, Gokata Motoko behind Zongsuke couldn't stand the two people's nonsense anymore.

She shouted angrily: "Master! You forgot what you promised me! Why do you still draw the sword!"

Yae Meixuan immediately sheathed her sword, her face showing panic and embarrassment.

In desperation, she stretched out her hand and hooked Sousuke's neck with a smile on her face as if she were two good brothers: "Hahahaha! Motoko, I'm joking with you, Atobe Teacher."

As she said that, she quietly hugged Zongsuke's neck and leaned over, pressed against his ear, and whispered in a very small voice: "Boy, help me, cooperate!" "What's the benefit?" Zongsuke hugged him with his back. The master craftsman's extremely thin but flexible waist cooperated to make the two of them feel friendly, but they spoke philistine words in their mouths.

Mei Xuan gritted her teeth: "What benefits do you want?"

Zongsuke, on the other hand, was quite professional. He first raised his eyebrows at the confused Gokata Motoko: "Your master and I hit it off instantly, which inspired a mutual sympathy between swordsmen, so she showed me hers." It’s completely normal to love knives.”

Turning his head, he smiled at Mei Xuan and whispered softly: "I want you -"

Master Jiang's eyes turned cold.

"I want you to tell me how many masters like you are there in this world." Zongsuke took a deep breath and finished his words.

Yae Meixuan was almost dodged by him and glared at him speechlessly.

Then she rolled her eyes and said loudly: "Suzi, your Atobe teacher said that he wants to use his Wuxiang sword to compete with his master's unique skills. Do you agree?"

Atobe Sosuke: Oo?

Mei Xuan glanced at Zongjie provocatively and whispered: "If you want me to tell you, then let me see what you are capable of."

Gokata Motoko instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the weird state of the two, but she didn't have that much in mind. Since Atobe Sousuke was willing to compete with the master, let the two compete, which would dispel the master's doubts.

She nodded: "Okay, but master, you are not allowed to use real swords, and"

She glanced at Zongsuke and thought of the scene that day when his Wuxiang sword destroyed all the high-end bamboo knives, and added: "You must wear protective gear!"

"It's so troublesome, just use a bamboo knife. The protective gear is too tight and not comfortable enough at all." Yae Meixuan waved her hands, she hated restraints the most.

"Don't fight if you don't wear it." Wufang Mozi said coldly.

Yae Meixuan gave up on the spot.

In this picture, it seems that I don’t know who the real master is.

A few minutes later, Gokata Motoko helped Yae Meixuan put on the protective gear.

Atobe Sousuke put on protective gear with the help of Yotsubasaki and Mifune Yumi.

The two men faced off on the field with bamboo knives.

Yae Meixuan glanced at him with contempt: "Wear protective gear and two beautiful girls are helping you. Are you going to accept a disciple or open a harem?"

Zongsuke chuckled: "Do you also want to join? It doesn't feel good. It will mess up the seniority with Motoko-chan."

"I hope you can still laugh later."

After saying the last sentence, Yae Meixuan suppressed her smile, and in a completely different manner from the regular kendo posture, she held the bamboo sword in her left hand and placed it on her waist.

It's like simulating your own sword in a sheath.

Zongsuke was very different from her. He didn't put on a regular posture. Instead, he held the knife in one hand with his right hand and lowered his head naturally.

"Hey, hey, what's your posture? It's all tattered and full of flaws." Mei Xuan said contemptuously.

"You care about me so much." Zongjie didn't care.

He said softly: "Look carefully, I will only use this Wuxiang Sword move once. If you can block it, I will admit defeat."

That's right, the lowest skill level in the opponent's panel is more than 30, so he can basically be sure that if he can't win with the Wuxiang Sword, then there is no need to continue the fight.

However, the meaning he expressed seemed to be misunderstood by Yae Meixuan opposite.

After Yae Meixuan heard what he said, she smiled wildly: "Little brother, you seem to be a little overconfident, right?"

Then, she lowered her body slightly, and her whole aura suddenly exploded.

"Let my sister show you what it means to be a real strong person!"

(End of this chapter)