my goddess school flower

After waking up in the morning, both Wang Ziqiao and Xia Tingyu were exhausted and scored three goals before giving up.

After tidying up everything, Xia Tingyu snuggled into Wang Ziqiao's arms and smiled: "Remember to miss me from now on!"

"Don't forget to bring your mobile phone! I usually won't disturb you, but if you encounter any danger, you must remember to call me! Do you understand?" Wang Ziqiao hugged Xia Tingyu's waist and said seriously.

"Then should I carry a load?" Xia Tingyu asked.

"You're a girl, don't use those things!"

Xia Tingyu nodded: "Then you send me off, I won't go home, I'll just leave Shanhai City!"

"Aren't you going to tell your parents?"

"I've already told you, let's go!" Xia Tingyu took Wang Ziqiao's arm.

The two went downstairs together and walked along a road leading directly to the north.

Xia Tingyu didn't let Wang Ziqiao send it for too long, but Wang Ziqiao bought some items for Xia Tingyu on the side of the road, and the two parted reluctantly.

Nothing happened today, Wang Ziqiao went to school again.

It was already the time for the third period to start class. After Wang Ziqiao came to the classroom where he was today, he found that the whole class was looking at him.

After a glance, Zhao Zhong was not found.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Ziqiao asked some familiar classmates.

"The students from the Judo Association have been looking for you for a day, and their battle cards have already been sent to the class!" A boy named Xie Shaowen replied, but in his hand was a card that looked like a wedding card. and handed over to Prince Joe.

There was a word "war" written on it. I opened it and looked at it, and there was a line of words on it: Tomorrow afternoon, the Judo Association of Shanhai University, looking forward to your visit!

The signature is: Omoto Ichiro!

The date is yesterday.

"Xiaobenichiro? Japanese?" Wang Ziqiao frowned and said to Xie Shaowen, "They sent them here yesterday?"

Xie Shaowen nodded, and said with a smile: "If you don't come back, they may think that you are surrendering automatically. Now the whole school has spread the word!"

"Since they are looking for slaps in the face, if I don't slap them, I will feel sorry for them. At two o'clock in the afternoon, I will support you!" Wang Ziqiao smiled to the students in the class.

The rest of the students chattered and started asking Wang Ziqiao all the time until class...

After school at noon, Yu Wei called Wang Ziqiao and told Wang Ziqiao that she and Meng Liandie had prepared Wang Ziqiao's meal.

Stepping into the dining hall, Wang Ziqiao quickly found the second daughter's seat, but at the same time, he also found that there were no less than twenty boys sitting around the second daughter.

And the second daughter didn't eat alone, and Tsing Yi was with them.

When Wang Ziqiao saw the second daughter, the second daughter also saw Wang Ziqiao, and Yu Wei picked up the chopsticks and said to Wang Ziqiao with a smile: "This way!"

Wang Ziqiao walked over and sat down next to Yu Wei, and found that the table was already full of meals, including one serving of chicken, duck and beef, as well as several servings of vegetables and eight bowls of rice.

"Eat quickly, if you don't have enough to eat, call again!" Yu Wei smiled at Wang Ziqiao.

"Thank you, when did Tsing Yi come back?" Wang Ziqiao turned to look at Tsing Yi.

"I just came back yesterday! I haven't seen you for two months, and your martial arts temperament seems to have improved a lot!" Tsing Yi also looked at Wang Ziqiao.

"So-so, you're not bad either!"

"Hee hee, stop bragging, you two. Let's go cheer for Brother Zi Qiao together after dinner. It's best if you can make the devil's judo cry!"

……

The four of them were chatting when a figure appeared beside them. Mu Shaoyang actually came over with a plate and smiled at Wang Ziqiao: "Brother, what a coincidence?"

"Uh!" Wang Ziqiao really didn't know how to answer, so he just nodded, because he was not familiar with the other party, and it was just a chance meeting.

"Meng Liandie, hello, two senior sisters!" Mu Shaoyang hastily greeted the other two girls.

Yu Wei immediately showed disgust, frowned, and said nothing.

Sitting beside Wang Ziqiao, Mu Shaoyang looked at the food piled up in front of Wang Ziqiao in surprise, and said with a smile: "Brother, you can't eat like this? I heard that you have a game in the afternoon, and you will have a duel with the little devil. Is it real?"

Prince Joe nodded.

"Haha, then I'll buy you to win. After dinner, I'll organize some more students to cheer for you!" Mu Shaoyang laughed.

……

After a meal, because of Mu Shaoyang's joining, it seemed a little awkward, and everyone's speech was not as casual as before, but this Mu Shaoyang was very thick-skinned, he didn't care about the reactions of Wang Ziqiao and others, and kept talking non-stop , showing off himself from time to time, and making a few jokes, also made the three women not repel him so much.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, Wang Ziqiao, accompanied by the three daughters and Mu Shaoyang, arrived at the residence of the Judo Association.

The school-level associations at Shanhai University basically allocate an office of their own, and someone from the Judo Association also pays for a [-]-square-meter practice area in the school's gymnasium.

When Wang Ziqiao stepped into the judo training hall together, he found that there were many students gathered here, and there were twenty or thirty boys and girls wearing white training uniforms, including Gao Sheng and the president of the association who had been beaten by him. Lu An.

And in the middle of the innermost position is a man wearing a standard white judo uniform. This man is about 30 years old and is kneeling. When Wang Ziqiao looked at him, he also opened his eyes. , looking at Prince Joe.

However, when he saw Wang Ziqiao's face clearly, he was obviously surprised, frowned, stood up, first bowed to Wang Ziqiao and said, "Kongni Qiwa!"

The other party spoke Japanese, although Wang Ziqiao could understand, but replied: "Since you want me to challenge, then speak Chinese!"

Hearing this, the man hesitated for a moment, and then said in relatively jerky Chinese: "Hello!"

"Let's do it!" Wang Ziqiao spit out three words directly. In his opinion, this was not polite at all, and he didn't want to compete with the so-called judo masters at all.

The man bowed again, came to Prince Joe, turned his palm into a sword, and rubbed at Prince Joe.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiao shook his head secretly in his heart, because the other party was not on the same level as himself at all, and he didn't even hide, he grabbed the other party's hand, followed the other party's strength, and shook his arm lightly.

Snapped!

The man knelt down on the spot.

Adding up the front and back, it's not even two seconds.

The Japanese man felt as if he was falling apart. His arm was in Wang Ziqiao's hand, and he couldn't exert any strength. He didn't even know how to kneel on the ground.

He looked up at Wang Ziqiao in surprise, but couldn't say a word.

Wang Ziqiao let out a long breath and said, "Judo?"

After asking back, Wang Ziqiao turned around and left.