summer oil students

"Crack-crack--"

An Yongxing smiled, tiptoely put away the glass fragments, and put them into the glass garbage bag.Then skillfully wiped off the water spilled on the table with a rag.

"Fortunately! You crushed the cup again, how many are there today? If this continues, we will have no more cups!"

Nanako was pulled back from the TV series by Xing's movements, and at a glance, she saw that there was another drinking cup missing on the table.

"5 cups, and 2 bowls," Mimiko silently counted from the side, "After all 10 pairs of chopsticks were broken, you also smashed 3 porcelain spoons, and finally replaced the iron spoons to barely finish the meal. "

The iron spoon was also bent and straightened several times. Although Mimiko didn't say any direct accusations, the tone of every sentence was full of accusations.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

An Yongxing clasped his hands together and felt the strength.

"Yesterday, the intensity was very safe."

Xia Youjie felt his stomach ache just listening to the conversation around him. He remained silent, turned out a stainless steel cup, filled it with water, and handed it to An Yongxing.

"Thank you, teacher!"

An Yongxing treasured the water poured by the teacher himself, and carefully moved it towards the coffee table bit by bit.

"Fortunately, you don't have to be so careful, stainless steel cups are not so easy to break."

Xia Youjie just didn't see the disciple nervously putting the cup on the tea table frame by frame like a slow-moving video.

"Oh! Good teacher."

Ernst and Young was relieved to get the assurance from the teacher.He "gently" put the cup on the table, and sure enough, the cup was intact. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, "Crack-cha-cha-cha-cha——"

Three or five cracks spread from the place where An Yongxing put down the cup to the entire table at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Wow-la-la-la-la-la—"

Under everyone's gaze, the entire coffee table was broken into a dozen pieces, and the cup and fruit plate on it were smashed to pieces.

"Yes... I'm sorry!" An Yongxing was startled and jumped up, and hurriedly bowed and apologized.

Xia Youjie, Nanako and Mimiko looked at the mess in front of them and were speechless for a while.It took a long time for Xia Youjie to find his own language.

"fortunate?"

"QAQ?"

"Starting tomorrow, put your gymnastics combat class on the agenda."

Otherwise, there would be no way to live this day, Xia Youjie was helpless.

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"Lucky, hit me, let me see your strength." Standing in the middle of the training ground, Xia Youjie hooked his apprentice.

Fortunately, An Yong didn't talk nonsense, and with a run-up, he swung his left fist directly at Xia Youjie's... lower abdomen, and was caught by Xia Youjie with his palm, without even shaking his body.

"The strength is good, but the speed is far behind."

As he spoke, he held An Yongxing's wrist with the hand that caught An Yongxing's fist, and swung his arm to throw him out.

"Next, I will only use one hand," Xia Youjie said, putting his right hand behind his back. "Find a way to hit my body, or let me make two hands, and you will win. If you win, you will be rewarded—"

"Bah, bah, bah!" An Yongxing got up from the ground and spit out the dust he ate into his mouth, "Teacher, what reward is it?"

"We'll talk after we win." Xia Youjie hooked his apprentice again.

An Yongxing took a few steps back, and ran up again with his fastest speed. When he was approaching Xia Youjie, he punched Xia Youjie with an uppercut with his left hand, and his right hand took advantage of Xia Youjie to block his left hand. Call each other.

Xia Youjie turned sideways and moved half a step to the right. Fortunately, An Yong was unable to catch up, and directly passed the teacher with his strength, and fell into the mud again.

"The reaction is too slow, come again." Xia Youjie was extremely relaxed.

An Yongxing rushed up for the third time. He learned his lesson and kept a close eye on Xia Youjie's movements. If you dodge half a step, I will catch up.

Okay, let's hit with a left uppercut, then Xia Youjie moved half a step away again, An Yongxing clenched his right hand and followed closely-bang!An Yongxing was grabbed by the wrist again and thrown out.

"Xing's combat awareness is a bit poor." Xia Youjie smiled, as if walking in the garden without a trace of mess, "But it doesn't matter, you will gain experience if you get beaten a lot."

Saying that, he hooked An Yongxing again, "Come again."

boom!An Yongxing failed the challenge again and was thrown out by Xia Youjie.

"Come again."

boom!An Yong fortunately avoided the hand grabbing him, but was kicked out by Xia Youjie.

"Come again."

boom!Ernst and Young were lucky to fly out.

"Come again."

boom!

"Come again."

……

"Come again."

An Yongxing felt that he was in pain everywhere, and could hardly stand up, while Xia Youjie looked relaxed, as if he didn't even sweat.

An Yongxing struggled to get up, feeling that he was on the verge of falling.Huh, no, I can't win even if I run out of energy, so I have to find a way.

After rushing up again, An Yongxing hit Xia Youjie's lower abdomen with his left fist first.

"This won't work. Fortunately, haven't you tried it many times?" Xia Youjie easily caught An Yongxing's fist with his palm.

Next, An Yongxing took advantage of Xia Youjie's hand to grab his left hand, and his right hand in turn grabbed Xia Youjie's hand to prevent himself from being thrown out again.

At the same time, he used his legs hard, jumped up and stuck his feet above Xia Youjie's knees.Then, he put all his strength on his head and hit Xia Youjie below his abdomen.

hiss! !

Xia Youjie didn't expect his apprentice to be so ruthless and tricky, and before he had time to think, the right hand behind his back blocked An Yongxing's head.

Xia Youjie couldn't help being afraid, if this happened...

"Teacher, I won!"

An Yongxing raised his dusty and bruised face, showing a miserable smile.

"Teacher, tell me what the reward is, I'm looking forward to it!"

Although the fighting consciousness is unfamiliar and the fighting skills are immature, this style of using all available advantages in the battle has a sense of déjà vu... Xia Youjie suddenly felt a stomachache, and he didn't know whether his decision was right or not.

"It's a reward."

It has been agreed before that if you hit yourself or let yourself use your hands, Ernst & Young will win.Although Xia Youjie didn't mention the reward before, since he lost, he didn't want to play tricks and change the reward.

"Teacher, what is this? A weapon?"

An Yongxing fiddled with the three-section cudgel in his hand, looked and looked curiously, and tried the feel of waving it.

"There doesn't seem to be anything special about it? Is it an ordinary three-section stick?"

"Idiot boy, this is a special magic tool worth [-] million—You Yun!"

Ah, An Yongxing who is holding You Yun is even more stomach ache. Even Xia Youjie, who has always kept his promise, can't help but regret that he handed You Yun over on the spur of the moment.