this game is so difficult

Chapter 86 Taunting Skills

Wei Wei walked into the classroom and said, "I believe everyone knows that there is a new classmate in our class."

"know."

"Yes."

The following is a mess of replies, saying everything.

Wei Wei clapped his hands to silence everyone.

"Come down and invite our new classmates to introduce themselves."

Mo Wu stood up: "Hello, teacher, my name is Mo Wu, I am eight years old, and I am my young master's maid."

"Maid?"

Wei Wei was stunned for a moment. He knew that she was transferred from the first grade, and it was specially arranged by the dean.

But I didn't expect to hear this answer.

Before Mo Wu could answer, someone else answered for him.

"That's right, teacher, this is the maid of Eldest Sandman."

Wei Wei looked at Lin Xiaojiang who was sitting upright at the back, and nodded understandingly.

Mo Wu who sat down was a little confused, why did these classmates call the young master Sandman?
She had been with Lin Xiaojiang for more than two months, and she had never seen the young master have a habit of falling asleep!
Mo Wu turned her head to look at Lin Xiaojiang, but found that the young master was sitting very straight, and the young master's eyes were closed.

Could this be the source of the title of Young Master Sandman?

Mo Wu seemed to have discovered a new world. Every once in a while, he would look back and show a surprised expression.

Master is really sleeping?But why do you sit so upright?
"very strange!"

After class, Mo Wu stared at Lin Xiaojiang unscrupulously.

Lin Xiaojiang suddenly opened his eyes, which startled Mo Wu. Fortunately, there was a table behind him, otherwise he would fall down.

"Xiao Wu, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Master, you...were you sleeping just now?"

Lin Xiaojiang looked at Mo Wu, and then at the person who was eavesdropping with his ears pricked up.

"Of course not. The young master just squinted his eyes, and he just looked like he was sleeping. Have you ever seen a person who can sit so upright while sleeping?"

"Oh, so that's the case." Mo Wu nodded in relief.

And the people next to him couldn't help but rolled their eyes, and thought to themselves, "You're going to deceive the little girl."

After afternoon classes.

"Xiao Wu, what club did you decide to join?" Lin Xiaojiang asked Mo Wu.

Mo Wu said directly: "I want to be with the young master."

"No, I joined a boxing club. It's a club that fights with fists. It's not suitable for girls."

"Girls can fight with fists too."

Just as Lin Xiaojiang wanted to say no, he suddenly thought of Wing Chun. Isn't this the way to teach girls to practice boxing?

"Do you really want to learn?"

"Think." Mo Wu nodded quickly.

"Practicing boxing is very hard. Every day I practice until my legs tremble, I can't even walk by myself, I still feel out of breath, and my muscles are sore the next day, but training can't Stop." Lin Xiaojiang deliberately frightened Mo Wu with an exaggerated voice.

"It doesn't matter, I can endure hardship."

Mo Wu was obviously frightened, her face turned pale, but her eyes remained firm.

"OK then."

Seeing that Mo Wu was so persistent, Lin Xiaojiang agreed.

The two came to the lounge of the club, and Lin Xiaojiang handed over the application for joining the club to her, and explained what needed to be filled in.

Mo Wu, who was filling out the form, noticed something else on the coffee table.

Mo Wu took it over and took a look, her face became a little weird.

"Master, Master."

Lin Xiaojiang turned his head in doubt, and saw Mo Wu holding a few pieces of paper.

"Master, I saw this on the coffee table."

Lin Xiaojiang took it over and looked at it. There were a few large characters on the top, "application for withdrawal from the group", six in total.

Originally, there were only three fifth graders in the boxing club, Lei Wang, and the others were fourth or third graders.

Lin Xiaojiang waved his hands casually, "It's okay, it's fine if these people retire."

If his estimate is not right, it should be that the monthly supplies are gone, so these people have quit the boxing club.

This is also good, he can take away the title of vice president and directly become the president of the boxing club.

"What about the college battle?" Mo Wu was a little anxious.

Since Mo Wu heard Luo Yuan's words on the playground yesterday, she has been very concerned about this matter, and even specially investigated the content of the college competition.

Lin Xiaojiang smiled disdainfully: "Don't worry about those, I am enough alone."

There is no limit to the number of people in the team competition, but there is no such thing as a small number of people who cannot participate, as long as you sign up.

With his current strength, he can easily fight five times in one fight, and there are still ten months before the start of the competition, so he must be even stronger by then.Unless he also meets someone who is already awakened, he is sure to win.

After filling out the form, the two came to the training room.

"This is Wing Chun's horse stance, two-word clamping sheep and horse." Lin Xiaojiang raised his fists to his chest, bent his knees slightly, and spread the soles of his feet to the left and right.

"Pfft." Mo Wu couldn't help laughing for a moment, and quickly covered her mouth.

Lin Xiaojiang is also helpless, this look is fine for him from the earth.But in a different world where there is no concept of martial arts, it seems a bit weird.

Lin Xiaojiang pretended to reprimand severely: "Follow me well."

Mo Wu was a little ashamed. The young master was kind enough to teach her, but she didn't pay attention.

"Yes, sir."

"Call me the president in the club."

"Yes, Mr. President."

Hearing this, Lin Xiaojiang's body trembled, what kind of name is this.

"Call the president."

"Yes, Master President."

Lin Xiaojiang patted his forehead speechlessly: "You should still be called Young Master."

"Yes, sir."

"When punching, the wrist must be straight, the elbow is in, when the elbow is in and the wrist is straight, your whole body can support the punch, and the punch is as strong as a hammer."

"Shanshou means spread out, the wrist should be straight, any kind of bending of the wrist, you will not be able to use it effectively, and you will also hurt yourself."

"For example, no one punches when the wrist is bent. Even if you hit someone else with such a fist, you will hurt your wrist. So when you spread your hands, you have to use your entire forearm and keep your hands straight to attack more effectively."

One is teaching seriously, and the other is concentrating on studying. The picture is very peaceful, but this peaceful picture is interrupted by others.

"Haha, I laughed so hard, what are you doing, you're so sissy." A teasing laugh came from the door of the training room.

Lin Xiaojiang frowned, turned around, and saw four eleven or twelve-year-old boys pointing at them and laughing.

Lin Xiaojiang ignored them, but turned to Mo Wu and said, "Today, young master, I will let you experience Wing Chun's actual combat."

"Master." Mo Wu was a little scared, after all, the four people at the door were several years older than the young master.

"Don't worry, it's fine." Lin Xiaojiang patted Mo Wu's head.

Turning his head, Lin Xiaojiang used his mocking skills on the four people at the door of the training room.

"grandson."

The four people at the door of the training room were all stunned for a moment, and it took a while to react. The playful expression disappeared instantly, and was replaced by an angry expression like a volcanic eruption.

One of the tall boys rushed towards Lin Xiaojiang and punched Lin Xiaojiang in the face.

Lin Xiaojiang blocked the young man's attack with his left arm, and then grabbed the opponent's attacker with his right hand, and his arm quickly slashed, hitting the young man's throat and neck.

Lin Xiaojiang didn't continue to hit, but stopped at the throat and neck, and turned to look at Mo Wu: "Xiao Wu, did you see clearly, I just used a combined attack with arms and hands."

Mo Wu was dumbfounded, she really thought that the young master taught her Wing Chun was just for fun, just a game.

Unexpectedly, it is really a fighting method of fighting with fists.

Mo Wu subconsciously shook her head.

Lin Xiaojiang was somewhat prepared for this outcome. After all, Mo Wu had just learned it and hadn't even memorized the moves yet.

He let go of the tall boy, and beckoned to the three people standing stupidly at the door: "Let's go together."

The three people at the door were still a little confused, but how could they endure being so provoked by a child a few years younger than themselves? They roared and rushed forward.

Three seconds later, the three of them were lying on the ground. Lin Xiaojiang didn't use much force, but just pushed them down.

The tall boy reacted and quickly helped several people up.

"What were you laughing at just now?" Lin Xiaojiang turned around, with his back to them, looking like a master.

The three who just got up were still a little confused, they didn't even figure out how they were knocked down.

The only tall boy who witnessed the whole process quickly waved his hands: "No, I just remembered a happy thing just now."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"It's okay, I'm just passing by, let's go now." Led by the tall boy, the other three ran out of the training room in a panic.

"Xiao Wu, do you think Wing Chun is good?"

"It's amazing." Mo Wu looked at Lin Xiaojiang adoringly.

(End of this chapter)