People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

Before today, to be exact, before signing in just now, he could be said to know nothing about so-called karate.

"It's okay, with your reaction speed just now, you definitely have the strength of a black belt."

Yamamoto Ichiro praised.

"Black belt? No, that's an exaggeration! "

"It's just luck, how can he be a black belt?"

"That is, a person who does not understand karate at all is not worthy of Maori Lan!"

"I haven't even studied it, and I don't recognize him as a black belt!"

......

Suddenly, in the karate club, all the boys scoffed, obviously not convinced.

"How? Don't you believe it? "

"Otherwise, you and Higashino-kun will know in actual combat."

Yamamoto Ichiro made a straight face and said seriously.

He looked as if he was speaking for Makoto Higashino.

Tea art man!

Typical tea man!

In addition to being inferior to himself, tea art kung fu can barely be up and down.

"I'll come first!"

"I'll do it!"

"Let me come first!"

"I'll come! I got it! "

......

One by one, the boys, wearing karate uniforms, clenched their hands into fists, and put on a fight.

"Alas-"

Makoto Higashino sighed, his face quite helpless.

"What are you doing?"

"If you want to fight, fight me first!"

Xiaolan stood in front of Makoto Higashino.

After all, she is the main general of the karate department, of course, she knows the strength of this group of members.

They can hang three or four punks alone, which is definitely not easy to mess with.

"Māori!"

"They just want to have a face, it's a game of friendship."

"Moreover, if it is a Japanese man, he should accept the challenge with dignity and dignity, not hide behind a woman."

"You're insulting Higashino-kun!"

Yamamoto Ichiro said in a gesture.

"This..."

Xiaoran looked at Makoto Higashino and asked for his opinion.

"Get out of the way, it'll be fine!"

Makoto Higashino smiled and took off his shoes.

Like all karate members, he stepped barefoot on the wooden floor.

"Correct, I'm not a Japanese man, I'm a Ryukuni man!"

"But now I'm also your Japanese woman's man, her man!"

Makoto Higashino glanced at the shy Xiaolan and continued.

"So, I accept your challenge!"

"A challenge for all of you!"

He ticked his finger and smiled playfully.

"Don't bother, you guys go up together!"

"I'm in a hurry!"

Rumble!

In an instant, the entire karate department was fried.

Thirty or forty people, strong and strong, all of them were seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school students.

One by one, they stared angrily at the man.

The man of the Dragon Kingdom who was showing off and getting their goddess!

"Coach!"

Everyone looked at the coach.

"Higashino-kun, are you serious?"

Yamamoto Ichiro's eyes were deep, he gritted his teeth, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

This kind of provocation is no longer a simple affection between men and women, but a hatred of the country and a national self-respect.

He moved the real fire!

"Of course!"

"Including you too!"

Makoto Higashino gently pushed away Xiaolan beside him.

Meet the battle!

......

"Training again?"

At this time, the short-haired girl in the sailor suit happened to pass by the karate department.

She stopped and listened curiously for a moment.

"It's pretty hard!"

"It seems that it was right to give the position of the main general to Maori in the first place!"

Hearing the fierce battle inside, Sumi Tsukamoto, who was the former chief general, smiled gratifyingly.

Rumble!

At this moment, the Japanese-style wooden door suddenly broke.

A figure flew out upside down and fell heavily on the ground.

"This, this is..."

Sumi Tsukamoto looked down, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

Ichiro Yamamoto!

The coach of the karate club, the only black belt four-dan master at Teidan High School, is also the teacher of her and Mao Lilan, two generations of masters.

At this time, lying on the ground like a dead dog, motionless, obviously unconscious.

The gate was broken, and the situation of the karate department was completely displayed in front of her.

Seven vertical and eight, the ground was full of people.

Some wailed in pain, some were unconscious.

The huge karate department, twenty or thirty people, at this time, except for Mao Lilan and a strange man, there was no one who could stand.

"Māori?"

"You, your strength, have you been raised to this point?"

Tsukamoto Sumi's whole body trembled, and she even felt a hint of obvious fear.

That junior sister who was once far inferior to herself has actually grown to such a point that even she has to look up!

"That's awesome! That's awesome! "

"Makoto, you are really powerful!"

Before Sumi Tsukamoto could come forward to say hello, she saw the senior sister who was so powerful that she was terrified, and threw herself into the arms of the strange man with excitement and joy.

Like a little girl in love, she blushed shyly and coquettishly in her lover's arms.

"This..."

"Could it be that the person who made the move just now was not Mao Li, but him?"

Sumi Tsukamoto was even more shocked, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

He is tall, at least 180.

The body does not look particularly strong, but there is an inexplicable sense of proportion.

Handsome enough to look like a movie star, with a gentle smile on his face, he doesn't look like a karate master at all.

Moreover, it is clear that there was a big battle, defeating the entire karate department, almost 30 members.

However, on the man's face, there was not a trace of exhaustion, and even his breathing was unbelievably steady.