Depressed, depressed......

Nao, Saotome, who had just arrived on the island from Okinawa, was excited and thought she would not lose to anyone, but after explaining the grouping and events of each person at the teacher's training, her fighting spirit, which was much higher than that of Mt. Fuji, was suddenly extinguished. Not only that, but the whole body also continuously exudes a thick low pressure. The golden-green almond-shaped pupils stared at the creature that appeared in front of her, causing some of the team members who wanted to greet her to shy away for fear of being shot through by the laser-sharp eyes. But there was still a blonde boy beside her who was not afraid of death, and sprinkled a handful of burning salt on top of her already burning fire.

"Martial arts??poofhahaha-!!" Pingguchang Rin lay on the floor of the players' lounge and leaned back and laughed, "The teacher is simply too talented, and he actually let you, a half-person who has never even participated in formal training, go to the competition to practice martial arts?!Forget the moves, do you know what the 'shape' is??hahahahaha!!"

"Nonsense, of course I do!" Nao's long jet-black hair exploded almost completely, and a cold light came from where the eye knife slashed. Although Rin Hirakuba was stunned by the sight, his stomach was still full of laughing gas, and he completely resisted Nao's cold gaze whose temperature was comparable to that of Zhinian Kuan's "resentment will kill the light".

"You know, you know, you haven't practiced at all, have you?" Zhinian's face also showed a funny look, "We usually only train basic skills and routines, and it's okay to fight against each other, but it's a little ...... when you practice martial arts."

"It's not just 'a little bit', I'm afraid the penultimate is confirmed!!" Hirakoba finally stopped laughing, rubbed his stomach that hurt from laughter, and patted Nao twice on the shoulder and comforted: "Who told us that there are too many female players in the Okinawa team? ”

"I definitely don't want to play in the competition!!" Nao gritted his teeth and said viciously: "It's a shame!!Who can believe that a person who has studied actual combat for six years can't participate in the actual combat competition?!

"Actually, I think it makes sense for the teacher to do this......" Pingguba stroked his long golden hair, squinting his eyes and looking at Nao from head to toe, "The rules of the juvenile competition are too strict, and you will be deducted points if you touch your head and neck slightly." If you can't contain your fists when you fight, you will be 100% foul and disqualified when you go out in actual combat!"

"That's right, you're still more suitable for the mixed martial arts competition, but the karate competition is still a little more difficult for you. ”

A resolute voice came from behind Nao, and the teenagers around him who were preparing for the exercise hurriedly stood up, put their fists in front of their chests and pulled them back, and let out a chorus of hello.

"--Hello teacher!"

Shifan bowed slightly in return, motioning for the boys to continue their work, and Fuer walked up to Nao and pinched her seemingly thin but powerful right arm as an encouragement and affirmation.

"Your physical fitness and technique are very good, but you have not been exposed to formal karate for a long time, and you can't grasp the proportions of your shots well. I'm bringing you here this time to give you more exposure to the atmosphere of the competition, and to give you a clearer understanding of the current rules of karate...... After all, you remember it better when you see it in your own eyes. The middle-aged man, who was not tall but very athletic, smiled at Nao, "Although I don't know where you learned your 'form', it is indeed a formal Ryukyu ancient martial arts routine. As long as you show it as you normally practice, your score will not be low. ”

"Ryukyu ancient martial arts?" Nao's eyes flashed as he heard this familiar term, "Teacher Shi, you mean, I didn't learn Okinawa karate?"

"To be precise, the ancient martial arts of the Ryukyus are the originator of karate, and the karate of the qiē school evolved from it. Nowadays, karate competitions for the purpose of performance no longer allow the emergence of highly destructive tricks, so the current ancient martial arts of the Ryukyus are only based on martial arts, focusing on posture, vomiting and trick routines, and there are few actual combat competitions. Shishi explained to Nao, and then said to her with some regret: "However, your ancient Ryukyu martial arts are not particularly pure, and there will be some tricks of other schools in actual combat...... I'm afraid I secretly practiced it myself while I was working, right? This is not good......"

"Uh, you know everything?" Nao was shocked, and quickly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to steal learning......!

"No, I'm not blaming you, I secretly learned it when I was a child like you when I was working in the dojo, but for a long time, my routines were all messed up!-hahaha!" Fan laughed heartily and slapped Nao on the shoulder a few times, "Next time you want to learn, come out and practice with them, but it's just on the premise of finishing your work! ”

"Teacher ......" Nao's slender eyes happily picked up, glanced at Zhiniankuan, lowered his head together and said loudly to the teacher: "-USU!"

Fan smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and squeezed his eyes like a child: "So now, are you still willing to compete in martial arts?"

“――USU！！”

And just like that, on the premise that you and I want to be happy, the game started quickly. But soon after, a new problem arose in Nao.

Martial arts, as the name suggests, is a performance of karate tricks and routines. Contestants appear alone like dancers, performing their routines and shapes to the audience and judges. -- This kind of thing is no longer a competition, but just a performance in the middle of a game or a festival, which is completely contrary to the concept of "one punch kill" taught by Nao's grandmother. So although Nao had no resistance to martial arts before, but after just one round of competition, she rejected it again in her heart......

But for the 800,000 yuan prize money of the winner and the official training in the dojo after that, she endured!!

But when she inadvertently knew the true ownership of the 800,000 prize money on the field, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Actually, only the winner of the actual combat competition has a bonus, and there is only one certificate for winning the martial arts?!

Nao, who had just finished the final round of martial arts, walked out of the competition hall angrily, and the heavy blow made her face even colder. Although there is still a round of actual competition after that, and there is still a long time before the results are announced, she has completely lost the interest in staying in the arena. Seeing Pingguchang and Zhinian flourishing in the field, it is better to leave that sad place out of sight and out of mind.

Surrounded by resentment again, she wandered around the arena and unknowingly walked to the vending machine outside the gymnasium. There were a few children around the vending machine who looked like contestants, but when they saw Nao, who was covered in black gas and had sharp eyes, approached, they all ran away as if they had seen some terrifying event. Nao looked at the child running away with some dark lines, and looked at his face through the glass window of the vending machine......

"Am I terrible? The natives are so rude!"

Nao touched her small chin and muttered, Fuer shook her head and pulled out two coins from her body and stuffed them into the vending machine. Although each child who participated in the competition would receive some subsidy, Nao kept his fingers on the button for a long time and pressed the button for the cheapest Coke. She pulled the tab open and took a sip, frowning a little unaccustomedly.

"I don't know what's so good about this thing......

That being said, she brought her mouth closer to the can again, with a clear expression of wanting to keep drinking. It's not that she can't afford Coke, but her sister Natsu likes to drink it. So every time she bought a drink, she would hand it to Natsu and go to drink the cool drinking water from the school hose herself. In her opinion, it can quench her thirst, so why spend an extra 300 yuan? And although Nao was drinking Coke at this time, if she knew what was about to happen, she would feel that Coke was inherently incompatible with her.

When Nao's thin orange lips were 0.5 centimeters away from the mouth of the can, a person suddenly ran behind her. The man seemed to be running too hurriedly to notice his side, so Nao's shoulder was hit hard, and the carbonated drink in his hand was shaken by the external force, spewing out a brown fountain ten centimeters high. Although Inao's agile reflexes dodged the coke that was enough to pour into the neckline, it couldn't stop the effect of gravity.

All the coke in the can spilled on the ground, and it bubbled......

Nao held the empty can, looked at the Coke all over the floor for a moment, and quickly turned around after reacting, and what caught his eye was the back of a brown-haired boy leaving.

Not only did the competition make her depressed, but now she couldn't even drink a bottle of Coke in her mouth, and the culprit ran away as if nothing happened?! Nao's forehead burst into a cyan crossroads, and the resentment overflowing in her heart instantly turned into raging anger, and she burst out at the brown-haired boy.

"Hey, don't you walk without eyes?!"

The young man with short eyebrow hair glanced back at her, then turned away without saying anything. A golden eye that appeared when he turned around seemed to show a look of mockery and contempt. And just as Nao was about to have a seizure, a young man in a Taoist uniform chased after Nao, ran to Nao, bowed his head and apologized again and again.

"I'm sorry, I didn't spill it on my body, did I?" The young man in the Taoist uniform had brown hair, soft eyes and eyebrows drooping slightly, and looked like a gentle and kind child. He kept apologizing as he rummaged up and down on his robe, "I'm sorry, Akutsu, he didn't mean to...... Your Coke, I'll pay you ......"

"Hey, you stop for me!" Originally, Nao was not ready to pursue this matter, but the eyes of the young man who knocked over her Coke before leaving were too angry for her, so she ignored the young man around her who wanted to compensate her for Coke, and provoked the culprit who walked away, "If you hit someone, you want to run? The local people are really rude!-drink, pay me!"

"What?!" After hearing this, the young man who had already walked ten meters away paused. The young man beside Nao turned around in the worried eyes, and a pair of beautiful golden eyes were full of violence.

"-Are you commanding me?"