Conan's Strongest Uncle

Tsukamoto Sumi looked up at Mouri Kogoro, but found that her eyes fell on her chest, her small face instantly turned red, and she quickly picked up the pillow to block her in front of her.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help scratching his nose in embarrassment, and then heard Tsukamoto Sumi whispered: "Master is a big pervert!"

Eh! It's enough to be clear about this kind of thing, and I don't want to lose face!

Mouri Kogoro cleared his throat and said, "Mmmm! Did you lose to Kyogoku Makoto, Shumei? It looks like you've also found the first obstacle in martial arts."

"Actually, Shumei, your strength is quite good at this age. Your strength is greater than that of ordinary people, and karate is acquired by your own practice."

"Compared to Kyogoku Makoto, who has a martial arts heritage and is trained by his father, you can learn this level by yourself, it can be said to be very impressive!"

"I dare say, Shumei, you are the most talented person in martial arts I have ever seen!"

Mouri Kogoro spoke with a serious face.

When Tsukamoto Shumi heard this, her pretty face was full of joy: "Really?"

As she spoke, she put the pillow on her lap, and the surprising scene reappeared.

Mouri Kogoro then said, "Sumi, if you want to beat Kyogoku Makoto, the master can teach you a trick."

Mouri Kogoro stood in front of Tsukamoto Yumi, stomped down, and punched the air in front of him.

Like a broken arrow piercing the heart! Like a landslide!

The sound of the explosion was incessant, Tsukamoto Sumi listened carefully, there were a total of twelve sounds, and there were twelve layers of strength.

Mouri Kogoro's full power is present in every level of strength.

It's intimidating to hear! Looking terrifying!

Tsukamoto's purple eyes instantly lit up: "Master, do you really want to teach me this boxing technique?"

Mouri Kogoro smiled and said, "With the strength of Shumei, you should be able to control this move. Although there is only one boxing technique, it is enough for you to defeat Kyogoku Makoto!"

Although Mouri Kogoro learned this half-step Bengquan from the system, he has also mastered it and can naturally teach it to Tsukamoto Sumi.

Guidance is not dared to teach this girl, otherwise Xiao Ran asked, Shumei said, and it exploded in an instant!

Mouri Kogoro dared not take such a big risk.

Tsukamoto Sumimi saw Mouri Kogoro standing in front of him imposingly and wanted to teach his own unique skills, so he quickly got up and put down the pillow.

His eyes were full of fiery, and the moment Wu Chi's temperament came up, he didn't care about anything.

Mouri Kogoro opened his mouth and said, "This type of boxing requires standing in three poses. It is beautiful, and you can follow it."

The two stood in a row beside the bed, with Mouri Kogoro standing in three poses with his left foot in front, his right foot behind, and his right fist next to his right rib cage.

Immediately afterwards, Mouri Kogoro opened his mouth to explain the pass of this boxing method: "Bengquan strength needs to be launched from the chest and abdomen of the middle plate, and its footwork is all kicked in this trip. The time is like an arrow, and you will follow your will, without the slightest hesitation!"

While speaking, Mouri Kogoro demonstrated it, and threw another punch.

Because it was teaching, it only made three beeps.

Tsukamoto Shumi imitated a punch, but the effect was unsatisfactory!

The punch was soft and weak. This is a high-level martial arts from China, which is really difficult to understand for Tsukamoto Sumi, who has always been straight.

In the end, Tsukamoto Sumi only learned the simpler steps.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help frowning, then came to Tsukamoto's back, took him into his arms, and grabbed her hands with both hands.

"Master?" Feeling the hot and solid body behind him, Tsukamoto Sumi couldn't help but panic a little.

Mouri Kogoro pressed his chest and abdomen against Tsukamoto's soft back, and said, "Don't talk, carefully feel the strength of my chest and abdomen."

Immediately afterwards, Mouri Kogoro took Tsukamoto's hands and punched out.

Tsukamoto Shumi seemed to hear the sound of tiger and leopard thunder in the chest and abdomen, and couldn't help but widen those purple eyes.

That strength absorbed the strength between the legs and stomps, tied it together at the waist and abdomen, and passed it to the fist, which instantly cracked, and three bursts of sound came out.

"Siju, master, it's amazing! I feel your chest muscles and abdominal muscles are shaking, so exciting!" Tsukamoto Sumimi exclaimed.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help fainting and said, "Study seriously, how can my apprentice lose to others!"

"Oh!" Tsukamoto Shumi obediently collected her heart, carefully feeling the strength of Mouri Kogoro's chest and abdomen behind him.

However, with the punching of the punch, the muscles kept shaking and shaking, and the face of Tsukamoto Yumi in front was completely red: What a strange feeling!

Gradually, the teaching of martial arts is still in a good state, and Tsukamoto Yumi's talent is extremely high.

There is also Mouri Kogoro who teaches hands-on, soft-spoken and simple explanation.

With such teaching conditions, Tsukamoto Sumi gradually realized the trick!

She threw her own punches, Mouri Kogoro kept helping her with corrections, and half an hour later, the two of them were dripping with sweat, and the sweat was intertwined, and the pajamas they were sticking together were soaking wet.

Tsukamoto Sumi smelled Mouri Kogoro's body: it was the master's scent.

She felt a burst of peace of mind, and there was a hint of sweetness in her heart.

The master taught himself so diligently, it would be a shame if he could not learn it!

Adhering to such a thought, Tsukamoto Shumi punched hard, and soon a sound of explosion appeared.

The two of them looked at each other with joy, and in this way, Tsukamoto Yumi's half-step collapse fist started.

Mouri Kogoro nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Summer, yes, but it's not enough to beat Kyogoku Makoto, you need to hit three punches in one go."

"Remember, it's better to think ahead, don't think to survive; it's better to think first, not last."

"This half-step collapse fist can be cultivated to the extreme, and one punch can hit thirty-six strengths, but the foundation of these thirty-six strengths is the triple strength at the beginning."

"It's divided into downward pressure, Zhongzheng, front top, and Shumei. Today we will practice the triple strength!"

"Hi!" Tsukamoto Sumi nodded with a stern face, and sweat dripped from her forehead.

Mouri Kogoro reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his head.

His face was as usual, while Tsukamoto Shumi's face was slightly red, and there was no resistance at all.

Mouri Kogoro then grabbed her little hand again, and the two continued to practice close to each other!

Mouri Kogoro fully believes that with Tsukamoto's strength, it is not difficult to hit the triple strength. It is not difficult from the entry to the minor stage, all it takes is sufficient strength to support the triple strength.

A series of collapse fists slammed out of Tsukamoto's fists, making repeated noises. Fortunately, the heavy rain outside covered up the sound, and others thought it was thunder!

Mouri Kogoro was very satisfied with the progress of her apprentice, and she quickly hit a double punch.

However, Mouri Kogoro's eyes widened quickly, and the punch got heavier and heavier.

Because the force was exerted from the chest and abdomen, instead, all the white buttons on Tsukamoto Kumi's light yellow pajamas were ripped open.

For a time, the spring was infinitely good, but Tsukamoto Sumi didn't seem to notice it at all, and repeated punches to herself.