[SD] The daily life of a girl with snake spirit disease

Everything in this world can be summed up in eight words:

Do your shit, fuck me.

The so-called thick-skinned means that with this eight-character motto, it is enough to wipe out everything.

Anyway, everyone already knows that I like Sakuragi Flower Road, hum(ˉ(∞)ˉ)chirp, at most, I just offended Rukawa Kaede, what the hell!

Thinking this way, even though I was lost, I quickly regained my vitality.

Since I'm going home early today, let's cook something delicious tonight... My mind quickly shifted to what to have for dinner. I hummed a tune and passed by a group of tall and burly seniors in the alley.

"That kid... Sakuragi..."

Huh?

I caught Huadao's name next to my ear, and I was startled, stopped and turned to look back.

Those were three seniors in high school, and they could block the alley tightly in a row.All of them have broad shoulders and wide waists. Judging from their stance and muscular posture, they are three strong men who have practiced judo for at least three years.

The direction they were guarding was exactly the direction of Xiangbei after school.

Brawny Man A: "I don't know how long I'm going to keep guarding, maybe I've already missed it?"

Brawny Man B: "No, such a stupid red-haired person will definitely not fail to notice."

Brawny C: "I heard that he still has basketball team training after school, maybe it's not over yet."

This is... blocking the flower path?

I narrowed my eyes and scanned the three of them carefully again.The legs are short and the arms are long, and the feet are stepping on the common defensive steps of straight heart flow jujitsu. It is true that judo practitioners have not run away.An airplane head, a monk head, and a small flat head.Although Huadao has great strength, he has never learned martial arts, and he really doesn't know if he can escape from these three judo-knowledgeers.And these guys don't know how to cover up, and they are still wearing school uniforms. If the school finds out about the fight, things will be troublesome.

With a thought in my heart, I decided that it would be better for Huadao to block this trouble.

I'm definitely not trying to be arrogant, it's because I found out that the opponent is a judo student, so I still have the upper hand in the fight.You know, I study Wado-ryu karate, which can be ranked among the "four major karate schools" in Japan. It is characterized by being very traditional and closer to ancient martial arts, and many techniques of the school itself are derived from jujitsu, the originator of judo.Therefore, I also know a lot about the mainstream judo techniques, so it is naturally easier to deal with it.And it’s not me who said that the essence of modern judo sleeping skills is restricted by the competition, and most of the killer moves are basically removed, which is better than the competition. If it is really used in ordinary fights, I only send the word “hehe” is enough up.

Who told me that although I have learned martial arts, I have no heart for martial arts at all.I didn’t understand any of the “forging the body, sharpening the mind, suppressing emotions and anger, and reducing victory and defeat” in the dojo training. The values ​​​​had risen, and all the things about cultivating the mind were nonsense, and the dojo master was not mad at all.

I am so generous, of course I don't pay attention to etiquette with these three strong men, the sneak attack is the most important thing.

I walked around to the side path with my schoolbag in my arms.I looked around and saw that there were no pedestrians, so I put my schoolbag on the wall next to me, stepped on the electric pole, jumped onto the wall in twos, and directly touched the location of the three judo men from other people's yards.

One against three, one must be knocked out with one blow to have a chance of winning.

I took off the shoes on my feet and tried my best to climb up the fence.After peeping for a while, I realized that the nose of the plane closest to me should be the leader.

OK, that's you.

As soon as I stretched my arms, I jumped up from the wall.Without making a sound, it suddenly landed behind the nose of the plane.To be honest, I could have landed on his shoulders and put my legs in a chokehold directly on his head.But no matter how bold and unrestrained I am, I am unwilling to use this kind of twisting technique that I find disgusting in retrospect. Just kidding, can this beautiful girl's thigh be given away casually?

So I just relied on my agility to pass through the back of the neck of the plane's head with my left hand. After fixing the body, the side palm of my right hand was like a knife, and quickly slashed twice on the side of the opponent's neck.The plane didn't make a sound, rolled its eyelids, was instantly slammed, fell down and fainted after a bang.Xiaopingtou and Monktou were left stunned on the spot.

My hand seems to be an understatement, but in fact it is by no means simple.

People often see martial arts masters knocking down minions easily with a palm from the back in martial arts movies, and they mistakenly think that hitting the neck from the back can easily knock people unconscious.As everyone knows, the cervical spine, which is connected to the brain center, cannot be cut. When people are stunned, they usually attack the aorta or carotid sinus, causing temporary brain ischemia and causing coma.But this kind of vital position, if the attack is not serious or serious, it is easy to be life-threatening.Previously, the bride and groom kissed passionately at the wedding scene, and the bride's hand was too tight, accidentally oppressing the carotid sinus of the groom's neck, resulting in the sudden death of the groom.

So if you haven't practiced before, don't try it lightly.

Relying on the sneak attack, I took the lead in killing one person in seconds. I flicked my wrist, and before the remaining two recovered from their bewilderment, I rushed towards the slightly shorter monk's head with a brisk stride, and whipped him head-on.

That monk was a good judo learner, and when he saw the shadow of his leg, he realized it. He raised his hand and grabbed my right leg, trying to throw me out.

This is exactly what I want.

It was too late to say it, and then I jumped up with the force of his throw, turned around in the air, and with his spinning force, with a "bang", my left leg was pulled at the collarbone of the monk's head.Another one-hit kill, the monk head followed in the footsteps of the plane head, fell heavily to the ground, and did not move.

In the blink of an eye, the two partners were KO'd by me.The expression on the remaining face of Xiaopingtou was completely distorted.

But I took a step back cautiously, cleared my throat and asked him, "Why are you blocking Yingmu Huadao?"

"You...you are Yingmu Huadao?"

Hearing this, my head was filled with black lines: "You are Yingmu Huadao, do you think I am a man?"

Xiaopingtou tremblingly looked at the two corpses lying on the ground, then at me, trembling, not knowing what to say.

I said empathetically that they were only temporarily unconscious, and they would be fine after 2 minutes.Xiaopingtou talked about their origins timidly.But the more I listened, the more angry I became.

These three people are actually the generals of the Shunbei Judo Club, and the person who sent them to block the ikebana is the head of the Judo Club, a guy named Tatsuhiko Aota.

And this Aota Tatsuhiko gave them instructions: to persuade Sakuragi Hanamichi to switch to the judo club, and to use violence if necessary.

What the hell is this?

But think about it, it seems that this plot is really familiar, Tatsuhiko Aota... Judo Club...

Σ(っ°Д°;) っAi? ? ?Could it be the judo guy who also wants to dominate the country in the original book of "SD", who is different from Akagi Takenori? ? ? ?

When I figured out what was going on, I couldn't laugh or cry.I remember that Tatsuhiko Aota seemed to be a fan of Haruko Akagi.I couldn't help but think, why did Akagi Haruko attract single cells like this?What's the secret, I really want to know!

But in order to prevent him from messing with Huadao again, I asked Xiaopingtou to speak a word to Tatsuhiko Qingtian for me.

"Yingmu Huadao is the person I am covering, if you want to touch him, you must pass me first."

I was barefoot, hugged my arms with big thorns, frowned and said fiercely: "He Daoliu's Bei Dao Ying Zi, wait for him to fight at any time!"

Then the little crew cut the blushing face and got out of the way with the two fainted buddies.

But...why is Mao blushing?

This is the third fight I've had since returning to Kanagawa.It seems that the bloody storm will always be with me.Melancholy, I picked up the shoes and schoolbag along the way I came from, thinking that if this continues, I can simply change to the route of the underworld big sister.

What a mouthful.

But after this game, I couldn't stop a thought from spinning in my mind.

This idea is crazy.

Maybe it's because I've been thinking about what subject matter to choose if I want to write my own original.So much so that now I have a whim, since I am going to write an original novel, then, if I try to write a martial arts novel in Japan, what will happen?

In fact, martial arts novels are also very popular in Japan, and Jin Yong's novels are very popular.However, the novels written by local Japanese writers are not so much called martial arts novels, but rather samurai novels, which are completely different from the chivalrous Jianghu that China advocates.If I want to write, of course I don't intend to write about Bushido, which I still can't agree with, or the world of rivers and lakes, which is happy and enmity, is more in line with my taste.

Then, if bushido is to be blurred, the world can be shaped into an overhead background similar to "Twelve Kingdoms", and the protagonist can also be set as a modern person who has traveled through time.The concept of martial arts does not have to stick to the old-fashioned, it can be biased towards the fairy.

Speaking of this, I can't help but make a digression.In fact, among Jin Yong's novels, I like "Dragon and Babu" the most, and my favorite story is Xu Zhu's part.Interestingly, it is well known that Jin Lao had no choice but to ask Ni Kuang to write for the serialization of "Dragon Ba Bu" because of business trips. Although Jin Lao said that the part written by Ni Kuang had nothing to do with the main plot, it was deleted later.But I have always felt that this part of Xu Zhu's plot does not fit well with Jin Lao's usual style of writing, what about rejuvenation, the only one who respects the world, the sense of immortality, mystery and extraordinary, probably comes from Ni Kuang's hand.This shows my personal preference.

I couldn't help but get excited thinking about it.

Although I don't know how to write the story, but since the direction is set, half of the success is already achieved!

I didn't care about buying groceries and going home to cook. I immediately took out my notebook, sat on the side of the road, and quickly remembered this flash of inspiration.For a while, the writing was full of thoughts, and the writing was endless, and I completely forgot about today and night.Even when Huadao took out my pen and notebook, I still felt a little bit lost.

"Sakura, what's wrong with you?"

Until Huadao's eager voice shocked me back to God.

I saw the young man in front of me was so nervous that his eyes were red, pinching my shoulder with an urgent expression.

"Aha?"

I followed his line of sight and looked down, only to see that I was in a mess, and I couldn't see the way I was pulling my shoes.

Fuck... It's like being robbed, Huadao, listen to me! /(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_Let’s finish the full text and then write a special episode~ Hurry up and read the story is the most important thing

Everyone said that the first update was not fun, so the second update >_

Didn't you notice that I upgraded from 2 parties to 3 parties?Hey, so in fact, today is the volume of the previous three shifts!

I still owe you two chapters, let me pay back slowly~~

PS, scroll again and ask the column author to collect/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~