The members of the Boqi Judo Hall, after relieving their breath, quickly got up from the ground and left the real person view in a gloomy manner.

Han Ye and Shen Mingyue's master and apprentice didn't take these people to heart, so naturally they wouldn't stop them.

Li Mingqing watched these Japanese tourists leave worriedly, wiping cold sweat, wondering whether these Japanese tourists would complain to the tourism bureau or take any retaliatory action against their real people.

What he didn't know was that he was too worried.

These disciples of the Boqi Judo Hall had not even thought about the matter of filing a complaint or retaliation, and they did not even dare to publicize it.

Because their master, the coach of the Boki Judo Gym, who was once known as the king of the Japanese judo world, is an extreme Darwinist, paying attention to the absolute survival of the fittest and the law of the jungle.

The strong take everything, and the weak can only be trampled underfoot.

Because of this, he was extremely strict with his disciples and extremely persistent in victory.

Whether it was an official match or a private fight, he demanded that the disciples of the gym must win.

If he wins, he will try to help him even if he is in trouble.

If he loses, then instead of sympathy and encouragement, he will angrily rebuke and punish the loser!

The worse the defeat, the heavier the punishment!

In the fight just now, if these judo gym members won a big victory, Bo Qiying would at most warn them lightly, asking them not to cause trouble everywhere.

But they lost, and they lost so ugly, so shameful, they lost the face of the judo gym!

If this is known to the eagles, all of them will be severely punished!

So Takeshi Fukuda and other judo librarians, after going to the hospital for simple treatment, quietly returned to the hotel one by one, and then closed the door and became honest.

They don't want to meet with the coach in case the scars on their faces and bodies are seen by the coach and lead to goofs.

But the coach is the leader of this exchange activity, how can he not notice the abnormality?

Soon, Bo Qiying gave an order and told everyone to assemble in his room.

As soon as they heard that Boqi Ying was summoned, several members of the judo gym knew that it must have happened in the east window.

For them, the coach's room was like hell, none of them wanted to go there, but they had to go.

Because, under the prestige of Boqi Ying, none of them had the courage to dare not obey the coach's orders!

They had no choice but to slowly walk into the coach's room step by step with apprehension.

When all of them had gathered in the room, Coach Bo Qiying was already sitting on a chair waiting for them.

Boqi Ying is burly, strong, and dark-skinned, although he is in his thirties and nearly forty, his body is full of tangled muscles, and he can't see any fat.

He has a national face, big knife eyebrows, thick and thick eyebrows, even if he sits there without any expression, he is no longer angry.

As soon as the members of the judo gym entered the room, they felt that the atmosphere in the room was very wrong, as if the temperature had dropped by a few degrees, and they couldn't help but shiver.

And the coach crossed his hands in front of his chest, his face was as heavy as water, and his body exuded a chill!

Although Takeshi Fukuda and the others are all black belt-level judo masters, after entering the room, they are trembling one by one, and they don't even dare to breathe, just keep their heads down and wait for the coach's departure.

For a moment, there was a dead silence in the room, and even the heartbeat became like a drum, and the sound of the bang kept ringing.

The atmosphere was very oppressive, and there seemed to be an invisible mountain hidden in the air, pressing on the chests of Takeshi Fukuda and the others, making them almost unable to breathe.

There was silence for nearly a minute, and when Takeshi Fukuda and the others were depressed and worried about the limit, Boqi Ying finally spoke slowly.

"What the hell are those injuries on your body?"

Fukuda Takeshi didn't dare to hide it, and he knew that even if he concealed it, he couldn't hide it, so he briefly told the coach what happened in the real person view.

As soon as he heard that these disciples of his own were completely wiped out by a little Taoist priest, Bo Qiying's originally gloomy face turned into an iron blue at this time!

Their Haki family is the most famous judo family in Kyoto, and he was once the most famous judo king in the Japanese judo world, with dozens of undefeated records!

Even after retiring from the army, he taught in the family dojo.

Among the disciples he taught, they all excelled one by one and became famous judo masters in the world, and his subordinates even produced an Olympic champion!

It is precisely because of his impressive record that no one has ever accused him of even though he has an almost obsessive paranoia about winning.

However, what he didn't expect was that the disciples he taught this time were such an unsuccessful weapon, five or six people beat a little Taoist, and it was a girl, and the whole army was wiped out!

This was a shocking thunderbolt for him, and he encountered an unprecedented shame!

How is this not angry for him?

The muscles on Bo Qiying's face twitched, and he slammed his fist on the armrest of the chair, and the sturdy solid wood armrest was instantly torn apart with a "bang"!

"Rubbish! You are simply a bunch of waste! So many people shot at once, and they couldn't even beat a little Taoist priest, and they simply lost the face of our judo gym! You are still embarrassed to come back? If it had been before, you should have committed suicide!"

Seeing Bo Qiying's rage, the bodies of the disciples of the judo gym couldn't help but tremble, and they were even more frightened in their hearts, for fear that the coach's punch would hit them.

The coach's punch force, they are very clear, if this punch is solid, it will be a fracture at least and a death at worst, and they will definitely not be able to bear it.

Seeing that these disciples were so timid and frightened, Bo Qiying was even more angry, and raised his tone: "Although our visit to Nanling this time is nominally an exchange visit, it is actually to open the eyes of these Chinese and let them take a closer look at the essence of our Japanese national arts, which cannot be compared with those furs that have been spread to the outside world!"

But before the whole exchange began, you were beaten down by an unknown little Taoist priest!

This is a shame not only for our dojo, but also for the entire Japanese judo community!

When you return to Japan, you will all face severe punishment!"

When the disciples of the judo hall heard this, they couldn't help but be happy and worried.

Happily, they escaped for the time being and did not have to be punished, but their worry was that after returning to Japan, they did not know how severe punishment awaited them