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Chapter 22 New Little Brother (Part [-])
They looked at Fang Mutong suspiciously.

Dude, are you sure you're not joking?

This is the fencing team, the teamwork fencing team.

It is not fencing alone.

"Fang Mutong, are you sure?" Yang Le questioned.

When Chen Dong heard this, he leaned forward slightly, bit his lip lightly, and his veins bulged.

Fang Mutong felt that if Chen Dong couldn't beat him, he would have done it.

Hmm. This person is not stupid.

Not one of those muscular guys.

This is good for him.

If you want all to win the championship, this team fencing is a very important part.

He knows that other projects are done alone, which is not particularly difficult for him.

But as far as fencing is concerned, it's a little more troublesome to take the two of them, so in his opinion, it's the best choice to fight three by yourself.

In his opinion, it is not a problem for him to single out the three Xianchao, the rank difference is too much.

But now he has changed his mind. Usually, after going to university, a combat team will be formed, with three people in a group, just like the one in Hokage.

Three people are the most suitable. If there are too many, it is easy to be exposed, and if there are few, many things can't be handled.

He thinks that the qualifications of these two people are not bad, and it seems that they can be brought along.

After all, if you have to choose someone again after college, it will be troublesome if the assigned person doesn't like it. Why not just let their team shine in tomorrow's school sports meeting and be admitted directly? good.

"Of course I'm joking. No matter how good I am, I'm not so arrogant. When I say [-]v[-], I mean we are a team with one heart." Fang Mutong suddenly smiled and said.

The two breathed a sigh of relief, if Fang Mutong really said that, then they might have to fight today.

Saying that is tantamount to disrespecting them!

"Don't make such jokes in the future, we are a team now." Chen Dong also figured it out, his younger brother was eliminated because his younger brother was the last of the three in strength, and now there is a competition If they are stronger, they will naturally give way.

With the addition of Fang Mutong, to be honest, their team is indeed much stronger!
"Okay, the three of us are now of one mind, and strive to kill No. [-] Middle School!" Yang Le said cheeringly, his fighting spirit was passionate.

"Yes, today we are stronger than tomorrow! Tomorrow we are stronger than today! Even if the opponent is on the ninth level of the Ecstasy, there is no need to back down!" Chen Dong also said confidently.

Fang Mutong nodded. It seems that the fencing team of the headmaster's group is not bad. Everyone is full of energy and full of youthful self-confidence.

This is the young man!
Very good, since that's the case, I should give them some more confidence.

"Actually, my strength is far beyond the fifth level of the ecstasy. It is said that I am the fifth level of the ecstasy. It is just a smoke bomb passed by the principal!" Fang Mutong said.

"Huh? Really or not." Yang Le looked at Fang Mutong in disbelief.

"Could it be the sixth floor of the Ecstasy Realm?"

Fang Mutong shook his head.

"Seventh floor?"

He still shook his head.

"Eighth floor?"

As they spoke, their mouths opened wider and wider.

Seeing their more surprised expressions, Fang Mutong wanted to laugh in his heart. Just when they were hooked by Fang Mutong, Fang Mutong shook his head and said, "You will know tomorrow."

"cut."

"cut."

In the next two hours, Fang Mutong was working with them on the above problems.

The strength of the three people is not the same, and Fang Mutong's speed is too fast, they can't keep up at all!

There was no other way, but Fang Mutong cooperated with them.

Slow down as much as possible.

Alas, bringing newcomers is too difficult.

"You are too slow, hurry up, hurry up."

"When stabbing, put more energy, it will achieve a different effect." Fang Mutong instructed.

Yang Le listened and followed suit.

really!

The sword is too fast to go up.

Is this the master of ecstasy?
In the training Fang Mutong gave them, they made rapid progress, and the tacit understanding between the three of them gradually improved.

At least not as headless as before.

The basic rules are there.

Under Fang Mutong's guidance, Yang Le and Chen Dong opened their mouths slightly.

They have feelings for many things, but they can't do them in practice, but Fang Mutong hits the nail on the head!

It is indeed true to practice the truth.

During the training camp of the three, the two also had a general understanding of the strength of the opponent's wooden tube.

Originally, they were considered to be the outstanding group in the third grade of high school, but when compared with Fang Mutong, they felt that they were the male and female protagonists in waste material novels.

Alas, people are better than dead people.

"Chen Dong, your problem is obvious, that is, your footwork is not stable, your footwork is a bit messy, your upper body is strong, but your lower body is messy, and you are easy to be plotted against. You need to pay more attention." Fang Mutong looked at Chen Dong's shot Afterwards, analyzed.

"Yang Le, you can say that the problem is serious or not. It means that there is something wrong with your sword. Change to a more important one that suits you."

The two were dubious about this.

Chen Dong is very confident in his footwork, jumping a thousand frogs every day!

Yang Le thought that his father gave him this sword, and it cost more than 1 yuan. Do he want to change it?

However, after seeing Fang Mutong's strength just now, I don't have much doubts, but I am a little confused. If I do what Fang Mutong said, how much progress will I make?
"Okay, I understand." The two nodded.

"By the way, I want to ask, Brother Tong, how do you usually practice?" Chen Dong asked.

For the strong, they all want to ask how they became so strong first, and for the rich, they all want to ask how you made so much money.

Because everyone wants to copy someone else's success.

"Is this important?"

The two nodded wildly like chickens eating rice.

Fang Mutong was actually asked this question, yes, why is he so strong?

This is really difficult for him, who was a rookie two days ago, to answer.

Forget it, let’s talk about what I used to say when I was a rookie.

"Everyone's success cannot be copied. Since you want to know, let me tell you. I do [-] push-ups, [-] sit-ups, and [-] pull-ups every day."

After they heard this, they were dumbfounded. Even Yang Le, a tall and cold looking beauty, looked at Fang Mutong in a daze.

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Isn't this the most basic thing?

"Who are you most afraid of?" The three of them sat on the cushions to rest.

"Fencing Instructor!"

The two of them said in unison.

"No, your fencing teacher is here. If you want to verify my words, go to him." Fang Mutong looked at the tall slender man who had just walked in, and said.

This person, he naturally knows who it is!

This person is the fencing teacher specially invited by the school.

Fang Mutong annoyed him very much. As for the reason, it was very simple, this person was Fang Yanyan's suitor!
Yang Le and Chen Dong looked over, and it turned out to be their fencing teacher.

The two of them glanced at each other, and became curious about what the other Mutong said. According to what Fang Mutong said, will there really be great progress?
Then they move!
Yang Le also walked away with Fang Mutong's sword.

(End of this chapter)