I'm not a supporting character in Pokemon

Two losses in a row.

Tongwu's momentum suffered a serious blow.

Li Xiang here...

Everyone showed expressions that were taken for granted, as if it was right for the senior sister to have this strength.

If Tongwu can't beat them, it's because Tongwu is weak.

anyway.

These ten should be second generation disciples, not the first generation.

Li Xiang looked at the remaining eight people. Most of these people were very young, and the eldest was only in his thirties. They could not be the first batch of apprentices after the uncle came to Sakurajima.

Listening to what Zong Sheng said about the main line before, I thought that the first generation disciples should go out independently and open their own martial arts schools.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be called Sakurajima blooming.

Talk.

Yan Hu and Zong Sheng should be considered the first generation, right?

He looked at the chief. The disciples in his martial arts hall had lost two games in a row. Zong Sheng looked good, but Yan Hu couldn't help it anymore and clenched his fists slightly.

He looked like he wanted to play in person.

But as the leader of the martial arts school, she must not be allowed to enter.

Tongwu's side.

The third person slowly stood up, first was polite to Bai Ji, and then looked at Qi Sunsun.

"Junior Sister Su Wen Qi's yin and yang hook changes strangely, and I hope that Junior Sister can give me some advice."

Changed.

Baiji exits and Qi Sunsun enters.

The double hook was presented to him personally by Zong Sheng, which was definitely an honor given his status.

When it came to business, Qi Sunsun was unexpectedly serious. He held it respectfully with both hands and thanked Zong Sheng.

then.

Facing the opponent who picked up the spear, he made the starting position of the Star-Suppressing Hook, a slightly weird movement.

The battle begins!

In areas with wide space, long-handled weapons are naturally cheaper than short-handled weapons.

certainly.

The premise is not to be approached.

Li Xiang knew clearly the dexterity of Qi Sunsun's movements, but it was only when he watched the actual battle from the side that he understood what it meant to be as soft as if there were no bones.

Qi Sunsun's powerful insight and dexterous body allowed him to get close to his opponent in a very short period of time.

The opponent tried to use a sweeping sweep to force Qi Sunsun to lower her waist or jump up, in order to disrupt her center of gravity. Unexpectedly, Qi Sunsun just reached out and hooked, and the spear immediately passed over her head.

at the same time.

The double hooks stuck out the spear, and it was pressed down with sparks and lightning!

When you reach the bottom, stir hard and disarm the spear without giving the opponent a chance to change hands.

The blade of the hook also pressed against the opponent's throat.

The scene was very embarrassing for a time.

Because weapons are confiscated, this is a scene that only occurs for beginners or if the strength gap is too big.

Regardless of the reason.

It all means that the third person is not good at cooking.

Wow.

This woman really has a way with her. Fortunately, she was merciful in the car before.

Li Xiang secretly smacked his tongue, and Yan Hu's face began to gradually darken.

Don't be afraid of losing, just be afraid of losing one-sidedly and for no reason.

So far, the first three have not had any advantage in front of Duan Tianxing's disciples.

You said that the fight went back and forth, and in the end one of your plans came up short, but she wouldn't say anything at all.

But the scene in front of her told her that the gap between the two sides was as vast as the sky.

then.

In Yan Hu's ugly expression.

The fourth person came on.

He was a young man with bulging muscles, taller and stronger than the first strong man, maybe two meters tall.

He seems to have the blood of some special race, and his eyes and nose don't look like Zhu Xia's.

Another substitution was made, and the dexterous Qi Sunsun was ignored, and the third senior sister Jiang Changrou was chosen to compete with her.

Good guy!

The big boss is coming up. I’m optimistic about you, young man!

Li Xiang, who was sitting on the edge, couldn't help but want to applaud. This person probably thought that Jiang Changrou was thin and weak, so her boxing skills might not be very powerful.

impossible.

He didn't know that Zong Sheng and Yan Hu should know, and they should tell this person no matter what.

...could it be possible that Zong Sheng and Yan Hu didn't know either?

That would be interesting.

Li Xiang watched both sides stand on the field and saluted with fists clasped.

Then.

The opponent punched and raised his knee. Jiang Changrou waved her arm to block the fist that was half as big as her head. She raised her right leg together and bumped into him without missing a beat.

There was a bang.

He just opened this man's crotch!

Immediately.

He moved his right leg forward, stepped sideways and approached, and his small and exquisite body swerved forward very calmly!

Bengquan · Iron Mountain relies on!

Boom!

A muffled sound!

The big man, who may have weighed more than 100 kilograms, fell backwards involuntarily and stepped on the wooden board with a bang!

Moreover, his head was raised high, as if someone had punched him, his center of gravity was unstable, and he sat down on the ground.

"Woo." The tall young man let out a low cry.

Jiang Changrou stepped back, cupped her fists and saluted, "I accept."

"...Come again!"

I thought this game was over, but I didn't expect that the tall young man gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

The leader, Zong Sheng, frowned and was about to open his mouth when Yan Hu stopped him.

The second round begins.

Still fighting.

Li Xiang couldn't understand whether this person didn't realize the difference between him and Jiang Changrou, or maybe there was some reason.

Seeing that the senior sister showed mercy for the second time, but he still shouted "Come again, let's compete with weapons" relying on his rough skin and thick flesh, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

Unreasonable troubles should be stopped in moderation!

He looked at Yan Hu and found that she was holding Zong Sheng's hand tightly, and Zong Sheng looked like he was hesitant to speak.

Beside him was Duan Tianxing, who looked calm.

What are you thinking about?

Li wanted to look away, but the two people on the scene had already picked up their swords and guns.

The knife was given to me by a disciple outside the venue.

Both sides stood still.

One was panting, the other was calm and calm.

No matter how many times Li wanted to see the scene of his senior sister holding a broadsword, he still found this scene to be extremely visually impactful.

And when Jiang Changrou raised the sword, her motionless, mountain-like posture was even more fascinating.

It's hard to imagine that a girl who is 1.65 meters tall and whose thighs are not as thick as other people's arms can do this.

People can't help but wonder again whether the senior sister really has elf blood.

Obviously.

The tall young man is by no means the third senior sister's enemy.

In the poof.

The spear was split in half by the wooden sword and divided into two halves.

The broadsword's crescent blade was also resting on the tall young man's head.

He swallowed and opened his mouth:

"Again--"

Snapped!

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Changrou patted her side with a knife.

The blade bounced back and shook.

The tall young man fell to the ground with a bang and fainted from being slapped.

Can you faint even if you hit the head?

Li Xiang couldn't help but clapped his hands gently, and the people on Tongwu's side also stood up and dragged the tall young man back with different expressions.

On the main seat.

Yan Hu let go of Zong Sheng's hand dejectedly, as if he was relieved.

Seeing this, Zong Sheng said loudly: "The competition ends here, you can retreat."

Only four people were beaten.

Just let them retreat?

The people on Tongwu's side looked at each other, but they couldn't bear to go against the sect leader's wishes and left the dojo after saluting.

There was a sudden commotion outside the dojo, and there seemed to be a lot of voices.

Then it suddenly became quiet again, as if nothing happened.

Yan Hu stood up, lowered his head and clasped his fists at Duan Tianxing, "Uncle, my nephew is not feeling well, so he has to leave for now."

After that, he left the gym through the main entrance.

Her shouts also came from outside.

"No martial arts practice today, right! I'm giving you a day off, right?"

After a while of commotion.

The sound completely disappeared.

On the main seat.

Sakata Munesheng said with a helpless expression: "I'm sorry, uncle, my wife has offended me a lot today. I hope my uncle Haihan will forgive me. My wife is just too competitive and has no bad intentions."

"Nothing, being competitive is a good thing."

Duan Tianxing was unusually calm. He picked up the tea cup and said, "Just like her father, she is no weaker than others. Go ahead and let's just take a look around."

Sakata Munekatsu hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm so sorry for the neglect."

Say it.

He turned around and ran away, probably chasing his wife.

Um……

At this time, we feel like a young couple under the age of thirty.

One is making trouble and the other is coaxing.

Li Xiang stood up and ran to Jiang Changrou, took the big knife away in a very stupid way, and praised: "Senior sister is really amazing."

"You can do it too, just keep practicing."

Jiang Changrou responded casually and rubbed her slightly red fists.

Bai Ji walked to Duan Tianxing, hesitated and asked, "Master, these people are..."

"You only accepted him as a disciple after your uncle got sick. In name, he is Yan Hu's younger brother and sister, but he should be regarded as her disciple. They were all taught by her herself."

Duan Tianxing looked calm, "In the martial arts hall, Zong Sheng is in charge outside, and Yan Hu is in charge inside. The two complement each other. On the surface, Zong Sheng is the successor, but in fact, the two together are the masters of Zhenxing Liu's unified martial arts."

To put it bluntly, one is a talent for teaching, and the other is a talent for martial arts expansion.

No wonder my mentality just collapsed.

The apprentice who had been cultivated through hard work was planning to show off, but he was hit hard by the senior sister and the others.

Baiji said: "Then let's..."

"It's okay. Yan Hu is very similar to your uncle. They are almost carved from the same mold. He won't get angry over such a trivial matter."

Duan Tianxing stood up and straightened his robes, "I'm just confused for a moment. I will come out soon."

Master, you talk a lot today.

And he seemed very happy.

Li Xiang looked at Duan Tianxing, who was wearing round sunglasses, and felt that the old master seemed very awkward.

Is it because senior sister and the others won?

No way.

Everyone followed Duan Tianxing out. A servant was waiting at the door. When he saw them, he said softly: "Everyone, please come with me. The sect leader has already called a car and you can go anywhere in Naicheng."

"Wait, take us back first, I want to take a shower."

Qi Sunsun, who has blond hair and big waves, said.

Bai Ji nodded. Sweating is a natural instinct of the human body and cannot be avoided by mastering martial arts.

They went back to their room.

I originally planned to go to the Craftsman Village in the afternoon.

Now it seems that it can be brought forward?

Li Xiang didn't do anything, but he couldn't help but take a shower.

After coming out.

I happened to see Yan Hu walking down the corridor holding a little girl of five or six years old.

"Senior sister!"

Li wanted to say hello to her.

At this time, Yan Hu seemed to be in a better mood, with a kind and cheerful expression, "Hello, junior brother, come on, Ali, call me uncle."

She turned the little girl's face towards Li Xiang.

"hello."

Li Xiang smiled at the little girl named Ali.

"Hello, master, uncle."

Ali seemed to be very afraid of strangers, his face was red, and after finishing speaking, he hid behind Yan Hu's face.

Yan Hu smiled and said: "By the way, do you plan to go to Naicheng to have some fun later, or go directly to Sanchong Village? I have time anytime."

Sanchong Village is a village of craftsmen who make weapons.

"Eh? Will you take us there?" Li Xiang asked curiously.

Yan Hu nodded, "Yes, the village chief is your uncle's good friend, an old man with a weird temper. If I don't go, he won't help."

"Then I'll trouble you, Senior Sister."

"It's okay. We all have the same origin and support each other."