Great World of Magic Cube

"Oh." With a strange noise, Ito Cheng stood up from the seat, and then Ito became a sneak peek at the Nanjo Kisararo next to him and turned and walked outside the classroom.

Just as the next moment of Ito’s departure from the classroom, Nanjo Kisharo also stood up from the seat and turned to walk out of the classroom, and walked to the school’s rooftop after Ishio, who was not far from the front.

After a while, the two came to the rooftop one after the other.

Just as the two of them just arrived on the rooftop, Nanjo Kisharo immediately cast a roundabout kick on the head of the Ito Cheng who was facing her back.

"Hey, it’s still impulsive." Ito’s head didn’t return, and he reached out and slammed the roundabout of Nanjo Kisha.

Seeing the roundabout kicked, Nanjo Kisararo was not discouraged. He immediately twisted his muscles in midair and kicked out the other foot that was originally used as a support leg.

Hearing the whistling sound from the ear, Yi Tengcheng, who raised his arm and swayed the Nanjo Kisha round kick, immediately turned his wrists, grabbed the ankle of Nanjo Kisha Luo with his backhand, and extended the other hand to grasp the Nanjo Sharo’s calf, the foot, the waist and the shoulders worked together to throw the whole body into the air, and the Nanjo Kisaroo thrown it out to the side of the water tank.

"Hey!" The next second, a muffled moment rang on the roof, and a huge irregular recess appeared in the place where Nanzi Jisharo hit the body.

"呃~" The Nanjo Kisar instinct of the body was shocked and snorted, and turned over from the surface of the water tank to the ground.

At this time, Iito saw a jump and jumped to the cabin where the water storage tank was placed.

"The spirit of having the courage to challenge is good, but it is also necessary to distinguish the strength gap with the opponent and blindly attack the enemy with unknown strength. This is the way to kill in the battle of the warriors." Ito said in a whisper.

"Are you humiliating me?" Nanjo Kisha looked up and looked at Ito, and said with a look of anger.

"No, I am just teaching you a common sense as a martial artist." Ito Shun ignored the anger of Nanjo Kisha. Said with a smile. Then I reached out and hooked the chin of Nanjo Kisha, and smirked, "If I want to humiliate you, I like to use a more direct way. For example..."

For the words that Ito Sho said in the past, the Nanjo Kisararo is still not very good, but for the latter words and the performance of Ito Sakai is really feeling palpitation and fear. After all, no matter what, Nanjo Kisha is a girl. A girl who is only six or seven years old when she is in the second year of high school, will naturally show her heartfelt emotions when her safety is not guaranteed.

"...you know." Just when Nanjo Kisha thought I was going to treat her. Ito Cheng suddenly let go of the finger on her chin and got up and chuckled.

Seeing that Ito Seki’s retreat, Nanjo Kisaruo was relieved and immediately resisted the pain in his body and quickly climbed up from the ground.

"What are you looking for in the end?" Nanji Kisha, who had completely recognized the power gap and did not make unwise behavior, looked at Ito Cheng.

"I just want to ask you for some information." Ito Cheng smiled and said "some intelligence information about Shirahama."

"What do you want to know." asked Nansha Jisha Luo frowning.

"I want to know where you are going to fight him." Ito Cheng explained.

"You said that the kid named Bai Bin and I had just defeated my strongest Wutian trio before, and let two of them get out of the [Twilight Dusk], I am planning to find a time in the next day. They are going to impose sanctions. Then they will personally deal with your mouth of Bai Bin and one," said Nanjo Kisha.

"The two guys who got rid of [the dusk of the gods] are called Takeda Ike and Uchida Hiroshi." Ito Cheng asked again.

"Yes." Nanjo Kisharo looked quite surprised at Ito, not knowing how he even knew the names of such younger people.

"It seems that because of my departure, the plot has been corrected back to the right track." Ito Cheng, who was confirmed, said in the heart, "But this is good, so I can save myself from finding information."

"In the future, you [the gods at dusk] have something to do and remember to tell me." Ito Cheng, who thought of the above thoughts, said to Nanjo Kisha.

"What are you doing?" asked Nansha Jisha Luo frowning.

"I have my own plans, you don't need to know." Ito Cheng whispered back. Then I glanced up and glanced at Nanjo Kisar suddenly and asked, "Would you like to become stronger?"

"What do you mean?" Nanjo Kisha asked a strange look at Ito Cheng.

"You just have to answer my thoughts. I still don't want to." Ito Cheng did not answer the question from Nanjo Kisha, and asked again.

"Crap, of course, think." Nanjo Jisha Luo snorted.

"Thinking, I will come to the rooftop to find me at noon and afternoon club activities during the school days. I will guide you to practice." Ito Cheng jumped into the hut and said.

“Hey?” Nanjo Kisha’s face looked strange and shouted to Ito’s back. She really doesn't understand what it is like to make it, and she will kindly guide herself.

However, when she was about to ask questions to Ito, the figure of Ito was completely disappeared from the rooftop.

On the other hand, Ito Sei, who left from the rooftop, went straight to the staff lounge and found the teacher of the class teacher, Deer, and applied for a leave permit. For the students who just took a class on the first day of transfer, the fake nature would not be so good, but in the case of Ito’s well-founded nonsense, the teacher finally agreed to his request. I have a leave permit.

After that, Ito Satoshi gave a speech to the deer teacher and left the desolate high school to go to the nearby general shopping mall, where he purchased the schoolbags, the new bedding, and the daily necessities for changing clothes, and then carried these things back to Liangshan, and began the next step. Practice.

Because today is the time for school, there is no student to teach in the autumn rain and the evil spirits of the Yueyue Temple. Naturally, there is a lot of free time to guide Yi Tengcheng to practice. And because yesterday, Ito Satoshi basically mastered the relationship of the basics of Muay Thai, the teaching time that originally belonged to Apaccha was also equally distributed to the two people, the anti-Ghost and the Yueyue Temple, and the two men’s guidance time was extended again. A lot.

"Apa checks the loneliness, and Apacha wants to teach his disciples." Apacha on the side seems to be lying on the ground like a child without a toy, using his fingers to draw a circle on the ground.

In this way, a few hours of time passed unconsciously in the instructional teaching of the Qiuyue Temple autumn rain and the anti-Ghost to the Essence.

"I am coming back." At four o'clock in the afternoon, with the sound of a door, the sound of Meilin of Fenglin Temple rang in the beam.

"One, one is still grinding what, fast on the road to come to practice." Because it is the turn of the 岬越寺 autumn rain to guide Ito Shun and become nothing to do, the evil spirits are busy to follow the wind forest temple Mei Yu behind Liangshanbo Shirahama shouted.

"Yes!" Shirahama and a reflexive righteousness, then quickly ran back to the house, replaced the karate suit, and returned to the courtyard to accept the guidance of the evil spirits.

For the wind forest temple Mei Yu, who had long been used to this picture, she smiled and turned and walked back to her room.

In the following time, because of the existence of Shirahama, the entire Liangshanbo seems to be alive and full of vitality.

"It is the protagonist of this world." It is obvious that there is a presence of Shirahama and the existence of the same atmosphere without the presence of Shirahama.

One day, it was slowly ending in this play, and then the time came to the next day.

"Hey? Ito Cheng, are you going to school?" Hei, who discovered the black-bag bag of Ito, said that he was surprised.

“More fresh.” Ito Sat squinted at Bai Bin and said.

"Right, I still don't know which school you have in Ito." Fenglin Temple Mei Yu looked curious and asked Ito.

"Oh, I have been with you for a long time, have you not seen it yet?" Ito Cheng asked with a smile.

"You are also a desolate high school?" Bai Bin and Yi and Feng Lin Temple Mei Yu first looked a glimpse, and then asked almost at the same time.

"Well, yes." Ito Cheng turned his hand and took out a student card with his photo and handed it to the eyes of Shirahama and the wind forest temple Mei Yu.

"Ito Cheng, the bleak high school high school x class, student number xxx..." Bai Bin and a soft voice chanted the information on the student card.

"It's really ah." Fenglin Temple Mei Yu said. Then I looked at it again and looked at Ito Cheng. "Did you go to our school yesterday to apply for transfer?"

"Smart." Ito Cheng took away the student ID card and looked at the wind forest temple Mei Yu praised. Then I looked at Bai Bin and Yi and Fenglin Temple Mei Yu with a look of smirk and said, "You are a high school, I am a sophomore, and I want to hear the seniors."

"Hey..." Bai Bin and Yi and Feng Lin Temple Mei Yu heard all of them look at Ito, but they couldn’t call the "scholar".

"Okay, I am joking." Ito Cheng was just joking, and did not really expect the two to call him, so after seeing the two people who wanted to call and not to export, they quickly waved their hands and said.

When I heard it, Shirahama and I were relieved with the beauty of Yulin Temple.

Then the three people came to the desolate high school on the way, laughing and walking into the teaching building, and went to their classrooms.

"Hey, it’s very early." Ito Cheng, who walked slowly to the seat, put the bag on the desk and looked at the red short-sleeved t-shirt, wearing a pair of jeans with only one leg. The legs overlapped on the desk in front of the body, hands clasped behind the head, gently shaking the legs of the south leg Ji Sha Luo, who only had two hind legs as supporting chairs.

"You are not too late." Nanjo Kisha said with a grin. (To be continued.)