Comics: Starting from the Blast Punch

He went upstairs, turned on the key and opened the door.

Before Yato could take off his shoes and turn on the light, a strong wind blew in his face.

He subconsciously raised his head to avoid it, and the attacker's angry punch missed.

"Not good."

Even though he was not hit, Yato secretly cried out"Oops". Sure enough.

The attacker was completely humiliated and angry.

Not only did he use his fists, but he also used his feet.

In this narrow entrance less than two meters wide and less than three meters high.

Yato perfectly performed a fight scene that can only be seen in movies.

No matter how fierce and swift the opponent's fists and feet were, they could not cause him any harm. His steps only moved within three inches. The coordination between his shoulders, waist and knees made him feel like a fish in water in this dim environment.

In the end, the attacker was exhausted and sweating, panting and chose to stop.

"you you……"

His breathing was disordered and his words were incoherent.

Yato, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened. He turned on the wall lamp with ease, then hooked his foot and closed the door.

"Oh, I haven't slept yet."

"……You!"

Like Yang Nao, seeing the blood on Yato's body, an older female teacher in shorts and a vest was stunned.

"Aren't you training in mixed martial arts? How did you end up like this?"

"It was a small accident, it's okay, I'm not hurt."

Yato pushed her shoulders away, threw his bag, and walked into the bathroom.

"That's not the point!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka clenched her fists.

Her pretty face, which was no less beautiful than Haruno's, turned red with anger.

"Honestly, I regret teaching you martial arts. I just wanted to encourage you to exercise, but I didn't expect you to be obsessed with it. You went to participate in some martial arts training camp every few days and came back with injuries all over your body."

"You have seen my instructor, Mitsuyo Muraishi, before. His teaching level is second to none in the industry. Even if you don't believe me, you should believe in real fighting experts, right?"

Yato responded calmly.

He couldn't refute Hiratsuka Shizuka's accusation. He didn't dare to tell the other party that he was not fighting with ordinary bad boys, but ran to participate in bloody and cruel unlimited underground fighting. He could only use teacher Mitsuyo Muraishi as a cover temporarily.

He learned mixed martial arts from his apprenticeship. Therefore, although he started a little later, his action skills, combat awareness and other aspects have improved much faster than ordinary fighting enthusiasts.

After all, Mitsuyo Muraishi is a real"super genius" and he also taught Imai Xiaoyuzhou, the youngest genius fighter in history. And in the final analysis, his participation in underground fighting competitions is also inseparable from Mitsuyo Muraishi.

If Hiratsuka Shizuka really went to question him, Mitsuyo Muraishi would definitely help cover up.

"No, I certainly don't doubt Mr. Kuroishi's ability to teach. What I mean is... you will be a third-year student after the new semester starts. Even you should consider graduation, right? You can put martial arts aside for now. You come back so late every day and you often get injured. You're putting a lot of pressure on my work."

"What if something really happens to you, how do you want me to explain to uncle?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka rubbed her brows with a headache.

The reason why they live together now is because Yato's biological father is now her stepfather. In her mother's words, as an older sister, it is natural for her to take care of her younger brother, not to mention that she is a teacher at school, and she can also take care of her younger brother's studies, killing two birds with one stone.

Of course, Shizuka Hiratsuka has no objection to this.

Having someone who can help clean the house and cook, run errands to buy wine, and never interfere with your interests is even better than hiring a nanny.

But this kind of beautiful day only lasts until the summer vacation of Yato's first year in high school.

Bored, he showed off his martial arts and successfully aroused Yato's interest in fighting skills. Thinking that it would be no big deal to teach a few tricks, Shizuka Hiratsuka was very He generously shared his martial arts experience and served as a sparring partner for a summer vacation.

The result is what he sees today.

Except for school every day, Yato devotes all his time to fighting training.

That kind of crazy aura is really terrifying.

However, Shizuka Hiratsuka has to admit that her cheap brother really has extraordinary talent in this aspect. How long has it been? She attacked in anger, but couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes!

In her impression, this is something that only those first-class fighters seen on TV and magazines can do.

While feeling discouraged, there is also a little imperceptible joy.

No matter how worrying Yato's usual behavior is, as a fighting enthusiast and educator, Shizuka Hiratsuka still feels quite accomplished.

"Tell me honestly, you don't want to be a professional, do you?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka was a little confused.

Yato, who had just taken off his T-shirt and was about to take a shower, was stunned when he heard this.

"Professional? No, I don't think about going professional."

"That's not bad."

Hiratsuka Shizuka patted her chest, looking relieved.

If Yato was really tricked into doing professional fighting, her fate would probably be as miserable as those losers who fell on the ring, right?

No matter what, someone has to take over the career of the older generation.

She herself is not interested.

Compared to a strong woman, she wants to find a good man to marry, be a diligent and responsible teacher outside, and be a salted fish at home and be served by others.

Seeing her thankful expression, Yato's eyes twitched slightly, and he turned his head away without saying a word.

He actually didn't say something.

That is... professional fighting is not as interesting as the fighting world!

Punches hit the flesh, there are not so many messy rules, killing one or two people is nothing, it can be said to be the perfect enjoyment of releasing human nature!

Daily life?

For Yato, this is exactly the daily life he longs for!

……

After taking a shower, he changed into pajamas and returned to his room.

Yato sat on the bed and pulled up his trouser legs.

"really……"

Seeing the red and swollen ankle, Yato fell into deep thought.

"Although it can be used by breaking the human body's limit, it does not mean that there is no burden at all."

The principle of the Storm Kick is that the muscles of the foot contract and stretch rapidly to create kinetic energy, and then the leg is kicked out quickly, breaking the speed of sound to compress the air in front of the leg, rolling up a"vacuum" to emit a sharp slashing wave.

Of course, this is the completed form of the Storm Kick.

According to his current progress, I am afraid that only when he reaches level 10, that is,"completely learned", can he slash out a long-range vacuum blade.

"My current Storm Kick can only rely on leg speed to bring up sharp air. The ultimate attack range is not much farther than the attack range of legs and feet, and it pays great attention to explosive power and speed. Without an acceleration process, it is impossible to kick out the effect of the air knife. In other words, it cannot be used in smaller kicking techniques."

"It is difficult to cut the long bones of the human body, but it is very effective to cut off the joints, and it can cut off the hands, knees, and ankles of a person in one go."

"However, considering the tolerance of my ankles and hips, using it six to eight times is the limit. Using it more than ten times will increase the burden on my body, and ankle wear, ligament tear, toe dislocation, muscle strain, blood vessel rupture, etc. may occur."

"This point needs special attention. Although kicking skills are powerful and are an excellent way to win, once the legs and feet are affected, the mobility will be greatly reduced, putting oneself in a rather embarrassing situation. When encountering a powerful enemy, even running away is impossible."

"The focus of the next training is to improve physical fitness as soon as possible, otherwise the skills will be useless even if they are strengthened."

Although the strengthening of skills can also lead to the improvement of physical fitness, it is at best to force the physical fitness to the minimum standard to"use the skill".

Yato's thoughts turned, constantly recalling the various things when he fought with others before, finding out the shortcomings and recording them to ensure that he would not make the same mistake again next time.

"Judging from the situation, I won't be able to fight anyone for two or three days, so it's a good time to avoid the limelight. Although Longzhu Lizheng is not very competitive, he is also a close relative of the boss of the Longzhu Group. With my current strength, I am not sure I can deal with firearms."

The reason why I didn't agree to Yang No and represent the Yukinoshita family in the Kengan competition was also due to this.

Seven days is barely enough for Yato to heal his injuries and adjust his condition.

But fighting with Hatsumi Izumi, whether he wins or loses, will not benefit him.

Losing is a waste of time.

Winning will benefit the Yukinoshita family, and it has nothing to do with him. At most, he will get a generous appearance fee.

On the other hand, there is also pressure and malice from all sides.

Yato can already imagine that in order to protect himself, he has to sign a contract with a large and strong corporate company to sell himself. They imagined a scene in which Qi worked for them for a long time.

Yukinoshita? They couldn't count on her.

After all, it was hard to find a good fighter these days.

What's more, she was at the level of Hatsumi Izumi.

For some capitalists, this was a living cash cow. They would win in battles, and make money faster than printing money.

A mere outsider who dared to block their path to wealth would die without knowing how he died.

So no matter how you think about it, it's not worth it.

Just refuse and be done with it.

But considering their past friendship, Yato didn't mind recommending two reliable contestants to her, Yangno. As for whether they could come to an agreement, that was none of his business.

"Come to think of it, summer vacation is almost over? Time flies so fast." Lying on the bed, Yato recalled what Hiratsuka Shizuka said before. His eyes were dazed. Senior year? I wonder how strong I can become before graduation?

……Well, after all, I can’t escape the mindset of a fighter.