Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

Chapter 42: Kung Fu is the foundation! (2/5)

In the arena, it was another moment of attention.

“Come on, Morisaki, you can attack.”

Gojo Satoru stood barefoot on the plastic field, stretched out a hand, and beckoned to Morisaki and the others who were 5 meters away.

In order to show them the importance of basic punches (want to fight a little bit!), Gojo Satoru intends to beat a group of them by himself and convince them.

“That’s a lot of offense, Wutiao-kun!”

“Go, he’s alone, and he can’t use magic, so what are you afraid of…”

“Yes, let’s go together, let’s go!”

“Don’t be shy, let’s go together!”

Immediately, the youngsters who were gearing up for a while roared strangely, and a group of people rushed over.

People are jealous, and they are usually in awe of excellent people, but when they have the opportunity, they are not allowed to step on them hard.

The innocent and violent beating of the noble son of the “Ten Master Clan”, it is exciting to think about it!

only……

Gojo Satoru suddenly shot.

One sprints forward, straight to the front of the crowd.

His right hand turned into a palm, ruthlessly everything.

The action is accurate and fast!

The lower edge of the palm hits the left side of a person’s neck.

This unfortunate young man “Xingtian-san”, who would have expected Wujou to take the initiative to attack.

This is not… As soon as he shouted “charge”, he was severely hit, his eyes rolled, and he passed out on the spot.

“Shit, is it so fierce?”

As soon as the crowd exploded, the teenagers took a step back subconsciously.

However, they were still hesitating, Wujou no longer talked about martial arts, and attacked first.

He took a few steps under his feet and rushed into the crowd first.

He swept his legs down, tipping the balance of several people.

The palm slashed diagonally, slashing the neck of the tall “Biao Lin”, and then made another straight punch.

Directly made him roll his eyes and fell!

“Ah…ah…ah!” a boy shouted loudly, swiping his fist towards Gojo Satoru’s back.

But it was useless, he flashed short, raised his foot, and kicked the man’s left leg.

“Ah ooh…”

The boy’s cry, which was originally high-pitched and passionate, suddenly rose sharply after the blow, becoming sharp and sharp, full of misery and pain.

“thump.”

He covered his injured left leg with both hands, his right knee went soft, and he fell to his knees, rolling on the ground.

The way he yelled “Ahhhh” made the onlookers break into a cold sweat.

But this did not prevent [Wujiaowu] from raising his palms and continuing to beat the children.

At this time, he is like a tiger entering the flock!

Not afraid of a sneak attack.

Even if he can’t use magic to perceive the surrounding situation, he has a wealth of experience in fighting enemies.

During the mission in Afghanistan, there was a hail of bullets and ranged magic bombing from time to time!

Every time the enemy is against the enemy, it is several times the enemy.

There are still a lot of people who are forced to shoot the dark guns, and they are more terrifying than they are now.

And these teenagers are just a group of young people who have just cultivated, how could they be his opponents?

[It’s really cool to play! ]

In the blink of an eye, all the boys except [Morizaki] were brought down to the ground by [Gojo Satoru].

One by one, they either lost consciousness for a short time or lay on the ground, gasping for air in pain, excruciating pain.

Not fighting Morisaki is also because he raised his hand and surrendered early!

“So, do you still want to learn Sanda?”

There was no response, but Gojo Satoru was not discouraged, and there was still a smile on his face.

“Everyone… don’t be in a hurry to refuse!”

“Think about how strong you will be after learning such a technique and adding magic!”

“Again…”

“If you learn, you won’t be beaten for nothing!”

“But if you don’t learn it, it’s really a waste of time…”

Whispers of the Devil…

The boy who was still awake thought for a moment and chose to accept it.

Not awake, but also woke up one after another.

Gojo Satoru is still very measured.

Those who were knocked down by him either lost consciousness for a short time, or suffered severe pain and lost their combat effectiveness for a short time.

But none of the really minor injuries were skin injuries, the kind that only hurt but didn’t hurt.

This is the accumulation of combat experience!

Basic fisting is the top priority.

Whether it is in the early stage of actual combat practice or in the later stage, it is more important than anything else.

But the hearts of young people are naturally attracted to the gorgeous magic.

Without personal experience and experience, it is difficult for them to understand the importance of basic fisting.

So, this fight is actually quite worth it!

At least, many people were opened by Wutiaowu.

“Okay, stop lying on the ground, let’s go to the shooting range!”

“In actual combat, long-range throwing is also a knowledge. Whether it is a hidden weapon or magic, the accurate head is the most important.”

Gojo Satoru glanced at the time, and there was still an hour left to eat.

It’s quite tiring to fight on their own, so let them practice on their own.

(Author: The second update, I still owe more than 4900 words, about the third update! I will go to have a meal first, and I will update it later. By the way, chapter 40, can you read it? I have changed it. Brake plot tell you later.)*