In order to win the opportunity to defeat Zhong Bao, the second group of people did their best. When someone demonstrated, someone pointed at him, which made Zhong Bao understand their swordsmanship more deeply.

They call this sword technique themselves, but Zhong Bao thinks it is a sword technique. There is no unnecessary fancy, it is nothing more than straight chop, oblique chop, drag knife, sweep... a few simple combinations, but with their swords, the power exerted is indeed extraordinary.

Especially once they have the upper hand, their swords will be like the Yangtze River, leaving their opponents with no power to fight back.

After one person demonstrated the sword technique, he said to Zhong Bao: "If you don't see clearly, I can demonstrate it again."

"No need! I've been going back and forth for those few times, and I've seen it clearly." After Zhong Bao said that, he took the wooden knife from someone beside him: "Who of you get on first?"

"I'll do it!" The assistant teacher in the distance kept silent, and stood up with a wooden knife at this time. "What is the bet this time?"

Even if he wanted him to make a fool of himself, Zhong Bao didn't want him to eat shit anymore, otherwise he would still not be able to eat.

"So that! If anyone loses, you will bow to the winner when you meet in the future."

"Okay!" After even taking shit, he bowed, and the assistant teacher felt that it was nothing.

As if looking in the mirror, the two raised the knife high and slowly grabbed the other hand.

The people in the second group showed a look of surprise when just a starting move. Their swordsmanship is not difficult, but the difficulty is the aura that makes people breathless.

Zhong Bao has it, and it is more powerful than the assistant coach.

"Ah!" the assistant teacher shouted, and he stepped forward and slashed it down.

According to normal reaction, Zhong Bao should have blocked the knife with a horizontal knife, but Zhong Bao swept it across.

"Puff! Ah!" The assistant teacher flew out directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood after landing.

One move?

"You're too slow! The sound is not small."

The people in the second group were somewhat unable to accept this reality. The assistant coach first was the one who started the game. Zhong Bao could actually make the first move, and that sweep had already obtained the essence of their swordsmanship.

"Don't forget to bow when I see you. This day, it's a good time to have a good sleep." After Zhong Bao said that, he left lazily, and went to the dormitory and fell asleep.

Or he just closed his eyes and was still thinking about the sword technique of R country in his mind.

I don’t know how long it took, but Zhong Bao heard a riot on the playground.

I heard a nice female voice seemingly cursing, and he couldn't understand what she said, so Zhong Bao simply sat up.

All the students were on the playground. The people in the second group lowered their heads. A very beautiful woman stood in front of them, cursing at them.

A group of people sat aside, polite about the woman.

"Do you think this girl is twenty years old? Her figure is so hot. Look at it, there are 36 days, right?"

"Your mother whispered quietly. Didn't you see the real guy in her hand? You'd like to hear that you'd chopped off your thing? Look at the second group of people, and they didn't dare to say anything when they were scolded like that. I guess this girl is very good at kung fu."

Niu Dazhuang looked around and said, "Where did Brother Niu go? He should clean up such a girl."

"I'm here! What's this woman called? It's so noisy that I can't sleep well." Zhong Bao sat in front of a group of people holding a cigarette, and his eyes were also looking at the girl up and down.

He is not short, although he is quite angry, but he looks quite well-proportioned. He is wearing a short skirt in a cold weather, and his two long legs make Zhong Bao swallow.

The assistant teacher saw Zhong Bao and didn't know what he said to the girl, so the girl also looked at it.

"Here's here!" As soon as someone said that, a group of people who were talking immediately shut up.

The girl came directly to Zhong Bao: "I am Yui Yamamoto, are you Niu Ziqiang?"

It’s even more amazing to see close up. Yui Yamamoto doesn’t even wear socks in winter, and her legs are as white as steamed buns with dough.

Are you talking a little harder? Don’t the women on their side like to say “Please take care of me more”? Is it because they are replaced by Z-language, so they can’t say this?

"That's right! Just say something."

"I heard that you can defeat those who have practiced sword skills by just watching our people practice sword skills. I want to fight with you."

Just as Zhong Bao was about to agree, Yamamoto Ichiro said in the distance: "Yui! Don't hurry up in the martial arts competition, I have something to tell you."

Yui Yamamoto nodded to Zhong Bao first, expressed his regret, and then walked towards Ichiro Yamamoto.

As she left, the group of people began to talk again. "I heard that women in their country all bathe men. It would be great if they found such a girl to go back."

"I said do you have some patriotism? All the women in our country are dead?"

"I don't like to hear what you said. Fucking women from other countries is to win glory for the country. Brother Niu, right?"

Zhong Bao’s smile now can be described as yin     dang. He will not hide his feelings like others, and he will write everything on his face.

"Look! Brother Niu thinks so too."

“滚犊子!这样的女人只能玩玩,要老子娶她?我怕老子的老祖宗从坟里爬出来揍我.”钟宝说完不禁在心里yy,身材好,还练过功夫,这要是整到床上……

"Brother Niu! While everyone is holding back their energy, should we start practicing?"

"Okay! You just want to practice kung fu and defeat that girl, and you can go with her...ha..."

Their laughter came from afar and went to Yamamoto Ichiro's office.

Yamamoto Ichiro and Yamamoto Yui stood by the window, pointing at Zhong Bao and said, "Don't underestimate the enemy, this kid may be the fastest person I have ever seen."

"Grandpa said I'm not his opponent either?"

"It's just a 55-5 number! I decided to pass on the secret of the family's untransmittedness to you. You have to practice it within three days, and then I will give you a chance to defeat him and a chance to everyone."

As the sky gradually darkened, a group of people ran for more than ten laps at Zhong Bao's instructions, holding a few bricks. They were all tired and lying in the cafeteria.

The coach directly found Zhong Bao: "You kid can't treat them as animals, as you will be hurt if you continue practicing like this."

Zhong Bao scratched his head as he heard it. He had kung fu, but he cooked dumplings in a teapot and couldn't pour out any of them. "But that's how I practiced?"

"I will teach them tomorrow. Another master came over there. Old An has something to say to you."

Zhong Bao took a few casual mouthfuls, and then went to the kitchen. An Mubai took out a very old book: "I never pay attention to moves when practicing martial arts, but you should take this back and take a look. It is very useful for restraining the swordsmanship of R countries."
Chapter completed!