Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"Ready, teacher—"

Mo Yi, who was wearing the same heavy protective clothing, waved the wooden knife lightly, and stood there waiting for Jing Keai to attack.

"Student Mo Yi, didn't the teacher just tell you about the correct starting posture?"

Hiratsuka Jing looked dissatisfiedly at Mo Yi who was standing there with a wooden knife casually.

Although Jing Keai has the idea of ​​teaching Mo Yi a good lesson, she has always been a good teacher in essence. When seeing what she just taught, her students will forget it in a blink of an eye, so naturally she will not be happy.

Especially as the heirs of the traditional genre, they pay more attention to the so-called tradition.

Therefore, Jing Keai's thought of teaching a little lesson in her heart escalated to giving Mo Yi a hard lesson, to let the other party understand that one should not be too easy in life, and that an arrogant person will eventually hit a wall one day.

That's right, Jing Keai has the original intention of education, and it's not because she is suppressed by Master Mo Yi in IQ every day, she becomes angry and makes such a bad plan.

"You attack first—"

As a teacher, naturally he can't attack first, Jing Keai said to Mo Yi.

"Teacher, isn't this very good?"

"What's wrong? Don't be afraid, the teacher's technique is very good!"

Mo Yi: "..."

I don't believe Jing Keai, your skills are very good, you are obviously an older leftover girl who is in her third year of life, how can your skills be good?

Of course, Mo Yi didn't spit out these words.

"Then teacher, be careful, I'm afraid—"

In Jing Keai's eyes, Mo Yi, who was casually holding a wooden knife, stepped forward suddenly, and appeared in front of her in an instant, and at the same time, there were three thrusts almost at the same time.

"Once you make a move, you will have no chance, teacher."

"Flying Heavenly Imperial Sword Technique, Nine-headed Dragon—"

Facing Mo Yi's sudden change of momentum, Jing Keai didn't know that the other party was always acting cute to paralyze her. Just because of this momentum, she knew that the other party was a real master.

In desperation, he had no choice but to use Feitian Yujian, which combines offense and defense in a stream, which claims to be able to block all moves such as Nine-headed Dragon Flash.

In the traditional swordsmanship of District [-], all the swordsmanship is extended from the nine basic fencing directions of swordsmanship, namely "Tang Bamboo", "Cassaw Cut", "Reverse Cassock", "Left Stab" and "Right Stab" , "left cut up", "right cut up", "against the wind", "piercing sword", these nine directions are the basic structure of all martial arts, but the power of Feitian Yujian style is that it can resist these nine moves And make the enemy unable to parry and defend.

"Nine-headed dragon flash" is to send out nine strikes at a very fast speed, block the opponent's moves and counterattack with these nine moves.

Therefore, in theory, as long as the speed is fast enough and the strength is stronger than the opponent, the nine-headed dragon flash can defeat all sword moves.

It's just that, no matter whether it's the ground-shrinking rush like teleportation, or the three swords at the same time reaching the magical realm, it's not understandable for ordinary sword moves. In addition, Jing is cute and careless. Beat Mo Yi's arrogance.

The final result was that before the countdown of the trick was completed, the wooden knife in his hand was fully charged, and Mo Yi's thrust was concentrated at the center of the mouth.

Jing cute: "..."

In addition to the shock, Hiratsuka Jing also felt a little pain in her heart. Fortunately, she has strong capital. As we all know, the fat body has good shock absorption performance, so the force brought by Mo Yi this time is largely eliminated in the vibration. Part, the last is a little pain. (Actually, this is to fool everyone. In fact, where the pain sensitivity is much higher than other places, similar to the weakness of male testicles, as long as they receive a little attack damage, the pain will be magnified several times.)

Of course, it wasn't just Jing Kei who was confused, the melon-eaters off the court also stared dumbfounded at Mo Yi's posture of stabbing Jing Kei's heart with a wooden knife.

Everyone has already guessed Jing Kei's fighting power. They thought that Jing Kei would be a flying dragon riding on the face in this match, but they didn't expect the ending to be exactly the opposite of what they had imagined.

Unexpectedly, they were slapped in the face by the big devil again.

A few male students in the class secretly breathed a sigh of relief, because they have long been displeased with Mo Yi, a guy who is good at studying, handsome and comes with BGM and flashing dandruff special effects, so they conspired to find a dark scene in a month In the evening, on the way Mo Yi went home, he ganked the other party to let the other party understand that studying well does not allow them to do whatever they want!

But after seeing Mo Yi's performance in this scene, how dare he squat in Mo Yi's bushes, if he is stabbed to death by the other party, wouldn't it be a thousand miles away?

After a moment of silence, the scene suddenly erupted into boos, many people were shouting the name of the king of ever-victorious——Mo Yi.

"Your uncle, or your uncle!"

"It's so ruthless, the teacher is so cute, even the big devil Mo Yi has done it."

"Let go of that lovely Jing, let me poke it!"

"Mo Yi-jun, I want to give birth to a monkey for you!"

"···"

Amidst the uproar, Mr. Wu Shizi's eyes lit up. He thought that Mr. Front Desk just studied well, wrote novels, drew books, and made money. He was just an ordinary high school student. I gave myself a new surprise, and happily said to myself:

"As expected of my favorite toy king."

Of course, the most unacceptable thing present was Shizuka Hiratsuka. I thought that this time, kelp could wrap around a submarine, a meteorite hit an aircraft carrier, and casually hit Mo Yi, an annoying guy. How could he think that he couldn't use any of his skills, so he just gave him a second. Lost.

This sour feeling is like the old general sang a big show on the stage, and then he was shot in the knee when he went out-it's wonderful.

"How long do you want to poke?"

Jing Keai took a deep breath, resisted the urge to yell 'I don't agree, let's do it again', gritted her teeth and said:

"I didn't expect Mo Yi's technique to be so good, and it hurt the teacher so much—"

"Concession, Concession—"

Mo Yi put away the wooden knife that poked Jing's lovely heart, showed a childlike smile, and said modestly:

"Actually, I just know a little bit."

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