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Entering is foot control!

The joke just now, everyone did not pay attention to it.

In addition to proving that to his girlfriends, Iruma can really make it.

When you come to the dojo, there is a positive field in the middle.

Standard size of 8x8 with a two-meter-wide security zone on the edges. The trainees sat in a circle, looking forward to the competition.

There was a row of stools in the back, and the curator took into account that Shiyu was dressed in skirts, and there was a long table in front to cover them.

The girls sat down in their chairs, and Iruma and Xiaoran walked into the venue.

Unlike ordinary dojos, pine boards for competitions are stepped on under their feet, which shows that the curator is dedicated to his students this time.

Wearing socks on the board is a little slippery, and I also take off my socks in the room.

"No one at the level of the two of you can be a referee, so I also watched and studied with the students." The curator knows his level.

Iruma nodded and looked at Xiaoran.

"With all your strength."

"Good!"

In an instant, Xiaolan's gentle temperament disappeared, and her eyes were fierce, like a wind coming in.

High kick, Xiaolan's famous stunt.

Iruma dodged sideways, suppressed his fist power, and punched out towards Xiaolan's abdomen.

Xiaolan crossed her arms, snorted, and stepped back again and again to stabilize her figure.

"With all your strength, imagine me as an enemy."

Xiao Lan exhaled deeply. The move just now has recognized the gap between her and the entrance, and now she can go all out.

Higher kicks faster than just now came out one after another. Even if this will make her unstable, Xiaolan has no other way.

Compared to the next set, she can't be an opponent in the room, and only hopes to hit the head of the room and make him lose his balance.

The onlookers were all amazed by Xiaolan's fierce attack.

One of the master brothers weakly asked his curator, "Teacher, is it really a move that you taught our high-kick Maurisan?" "

What nonsense!" The curator gave his new batch of big disciples a back in the head, "I have the strength to get you as a master brother?" Hurry up and take a closer look, it will help you.

Kitagawa in the back swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

I didn't feel far away before, but if I was subjected to domestic violence in the future, I could only hide in my own house....

Except for Shi Yu, who was only interested in the strong abs under the top that flew up in the room, everyone else was looking forward to how long Xiaoran could attack.

Even if Xiaolan has both offensive speed, no one thinks that she can win over Jinma.

All the while, he was in the parrying and dodging room, and he didn't even sweat.

Once again, he blocked Xiaolan's kick, separated and twisted his wrist in the room.

"There are basically no shortcomings in the moves, what is lacking is the further improvement of physical fitness. Next, it's time for me to strike. "

Bang -

this punch in the room exerted five points of strength, and Xiaolan almost withdrew from the ring despite being prepared.

"Six points of force."

Iruma hooked his fist behind Xiaolan, and Xiaolan's body that was blocked in a hurry was bombarded into the air.

"Xiaolan!" Kitagawa was distressed and wanted to play to stop Iruma.

"Haimeng, this is Xiaolan's own request." Megumi stopped her, "Xiaoran wants to be stronger. "

I know." Kitagawa suppressed his movements, "But how can you win Iruma kiss!"

Xiaoran couldn't hear Kitagawa shouting, and all her attention was on guarding against the next attack in the room.

"Seven points."

Jump up and hook your fist to bring this battle to an end.

Bang -

Xiaolan fell heavily on the ground, coughing violently and choking on water.

"Xiaolan!"

Kitagawa and Rokuka Mamoru rushed to the center of the field together, picking up the weak Ran.

"Kinma! Why did you put such a cruel hand! Isn't it a discussion! Kitagawa had tears rolling in his eyes.

"That's the way of martial arts." Iruma did not comfort Kitagawa that "if you want to become strong, you have to suffer multiple injuries. These

words had to remove Li Wudi, and I had never seen a wound on his body.

"Iruma-san is right." Xiao Lan eased up, "I have suffered more than this before, and this station has made me learn a lot." Sea dreams, don't blame Iruma-san.

"Xiaolan! It's fine if you're okay. Hmph, Iruma kiss, he is a big villain! "

Kitagawa didn't really blame him, he just felt sorry for his lover.

Just like Hui they saw Izuma, who was beaten by Li Wudi and couldn't move, they knew in their hearts that it was good for Umima, and it didn't prevent some people from resenting Li Wudi for being so heavy.

Weak women always arouse the sympathy of men, and Iruma feels that the previously adoring gaze around him begins to change.

Three beautiful girls with tears in their eyes in front of them supported a beautiful girl who was knocked to the ground and weakened, and as Kitagawa said, Iruma was indeed set off like a villain.

The big villain must have the big villain's Yazi.

Iruma looked around and shouted a classic line.

"I'm going to hit ten!"

The wolves' gaze instantly changed to a husky.

Sympathy to sympathy, and not their own friends, people talk together, what do they do when they go up to find uncomfortable? Together, you can't beat the room.

"Your Excellency, didn't you say that you wouldn't kick the pavilion..."

Iruma hadn't exercised enough, "Why, don't you need me to teach?" "

Powerful people are not arrogant when they speak, and letting Irima teach these students in the martial arts hall can even be called a reward.

"What are you waiting for! Let's go together! Survive five minutes for today's dinner, please! Eat grilled meat! Of

course, the curator will not miss this opportunity and strongly encourage his students.

Hearing the point, there was no need to mobilize, and this group of trainees also rushed into the ground.

Three groups of Ip Man happy numbers are only enough, not enough to threaten Iruma.

The sixth stage of the gene lock begins with the basic crushing of the physical quality, and then by enough practical combat experience, punching the teacher to death has become a theoretical possibility.

If you shoot indiscriminately, you didn't say anything about it.

It takes an average of eight seconds to solve one, and when the last person remains, Iruma looks at Megumi.

"One minute left." Megumi knows the meaning of Iruma.

"Then you can wait for me, just as I talk about your shortcomings."

Iruma sat on the ground amid the curator's collapsed expression.

Wasting the talent of this group of trainees for so long should also let him bleed once.

"Don't practice according to the movements taught by your teacher, it's all flower fist embroidery legs. While you are still young, your muscles and bones are not completely set, polish the foundation more. Sandbags with sandbags, hammer walls without sandbags. Hundreds of times a day, combined with physical training, and then consider the moves. Do you understand!

"Got it! Iruma-sensei! "

The curator vomited blood in frustration, he is the teacher, okay!

Although it will bleed heavily, it is not a loss to allow these students to receive professional guidance.

Just a minute later, the trainees who had not been knocked down by the room rushed over.

Bang -

It took five minutes and one second, and Iruma completed the "kicking gym" again.

"Does the curator want to try it?"

"Ahem, next time!"