After receiving an affirmative answer from the principal, I whistled again.

The movement downstairs came to an abrupt halt, like a well-trained army. I turned my head and smiled at the frightened principal, "Don't worry, I'll be responsible for repairing the damaged property." Right now. Please make good on your promise and come with us and talk to those young Oriental people. ”

The headmaster wiped his sweat and gave me a meaningful look, clearly going through some kind of fierce ideological struggle. Eventually, he probably didn't think he could fight me, so he said, "You guys go out first, and I'll clean up and come." ”

This kind of request, of course, has to be satisfied.

So a few of us walked outside the door and waited, there were so many of us outside anyway. Not at all afraid of his tricks.

As soon as he came out, Zhang Huohuo shouted: "Oh my God, Zuo Fei, you are so handsome!" Hu Daozi and they also praised me one after another, claiming that they were really relieved. Before I came, I was just an ordinary Jin gang boss, but now I have become the center of everyone's pursuit.

I think it's a great deal.

Of course, I still have to pretend to be forced, and I smiled: "It's nothing, but I happened to have experienced something similar and knew what to do." So he quietly recounted his previous experience of fighting Zhang Bonian at Longcheng University. It has attracted praise from everyone.

After a while, the principal of Tongyi finally walked out, he regained his previous calm appearance, and said to us with a calm face, "Let's go." "Carry the handsome pill.

We went downstairs together, and when we came outside, I told everyone that the principal was going to deal with the Oriental youths himself, and the scene immediately erupted in cheers and applause, and I wanted to go with the principal. With so many people following, the principal is also difficult to ride, and it is impossible to protect those Oriental youths anymore.

At the same time, in a stepped classroom near the gymnasium of the Tongzhou Art School.

The classroom is huge, with hundreds of seats, and the front podium is also wide. At this moment, on the podium with a yellow wooden floor. Standing were twenty or thirty students from the Orient, each dressed in loose samurai uniforms, practicing kung fu one by one.

It's just that they prefer to call it martial arts.

They practice a variety of martial arts, including karate and aikido, sumo wrestling and kendo, as well as foreign taekwondo, tai chi, etc., and the East is a country that can absorb the advantages of other countries, and they are famous for it.

As long as it is a good thing, they will study it diligently, by any means, desperately, and transform it into their own, which is what is terrible about this country.

The sound of "drink, ha" kept coming, and these Oriental people practiced hard and seriously.

This lecture hall was specially assigned by Tongyi to this group of Oriental international students as a dojo, and the leading teacher in charge of this international student at the beginning, Ueno Kazuta. The principal of Tongyi immediately agreed.

As a result, this lecture hall became a gym for them to come to practice martial arts in their spare time.

At this moment, Ueno-sensei is wielding an ordinary wooden sword, quickly slashing the wooden man in front of him, only to hear the sound of "da-da-da" constantly sounding, and the wooden sword turns into afterimages in the air, which is really dazzling.

Ueno-sensei is only thirty years old this year, and he is an out-and-out young man, but his swordsmanship is already very famous in the Yamato nation. It is precisely because he likes to practice martial arts that this cadre students practice with him, which is called upward and downward effect.

There was a rush of footsteps, and a student shouted in Japanese, "Teacher, teacher!" and ran to Ueno breathlessly.

Uenogi's sword didn't stop, and he still kept cutting down quickly.

The student lowered his head and stopped talking, knowing that the teacher didn't like to be disturbed while practicing kendo.

After a minute, Ueno finally stopped. He exhaled a long breath before he said, "Yoshida, didn't I tell you that you should insist on using Huaxia in Huaxia, and even more so in front of me." "His Chinese language is very standard, standard to the point of being a complete Chinese.

"Yes. ”

Yoshida raised his head and said, "Ueno-sensei, no, the principal of Tongyi came to our dojo with a lot of students. ”

"I know. Ueno gently wiped his wooden sword with a flannel cloth.

"You know?"

"Yes, the principal of Tongyi has already called me, and I already know about it. ”

"Then what are you going to do?" Yoshida gritted his teeth and said: "These people really don't know what to do, didn't they just play with a few of their girls, as for being so unrelenting? Who let them have no ability to do it themselves, who is to blame?"

"Don't call it China, call it Huaxia. ”

"Yes. Yoshida lowered his head again, he couldn't understand why his teacher respected Huaxia so much, and worked hard not only to learn their language, but also to study their kung fu. In Yoshida's view, Huaxia may have been powerful in the past, but now it is not worth mentioning.

The fireflies are just a flash in the pan.

"I'll take care of that. Ueno said again.

"Okay. ”

Yoshida calmed down a little, Ueno-sensei has always been very protective of their students.

Ueno let out a sigh, slowly raised his wooden sword again, and launched a second attack at the wooden man in front of him. His movements were extremely fast, and there was a faint flow of air lingering on his sword......

After a while, the door of the lecture hall was pushed open, and the principal of Tongyi led a large group of students in, and the Oriental students who were practicing martial arts on the podium stopped their movements and looked at them curiously.

The students couldn't hold back their anger and shouted, "All the Oriental dogs are dead!" "Damn the Oriental devil, get over to grandpa!" "A bunch of stupid things, today is your end!"

For a time, dialects from all over the country came and went.

If it were Mandarin, these Oriental youths would still be able to understand it, but when it came to dialects, they could only stare at it with wide eyes and look at it suspiciously.

The principal of Tongyi waved his hand and said that everyone is quiet, quiet!

But the anger of the people was not so easy to quell, but intensified. The principal had no choice but to ask for help from a few of us behind him, and a few of us immediately called for everyone to be quiet, and everyone slowly quieted down.

The head of a dignified school, his influence is not as big as ours, and his face is a little unbearable, so he has to find another way to regain his self-esteem. With his hands behind his back, he said to a group of people on the podium not far away, "Mr. Ueno, can you bring your students over for a while?"

"Good. ”

Ueno, a young man in his thirties, put down his wooden sword and walked up the stairs towards us, followed by a group of Oriental students.

Looking at Ueno's walking posture, my eyebrows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

I know it's a master, an absolute master!

I couldn't help but look back at the monkeys, who nodded at me, agreeing that this Ueno was extremely dangerous. Not only his skills, but also his breath, the people he has killed are obviously not below us.

And Ueno apparently noticed us too, and glanced at a few of us individually.

It's an intuition that only arises between beasts and beasts.

Zoologists have recorded that in the jungle, when a lion and a tiger collide together, they will howl at each other a few times, but they will not move their hands and walk away silently. Now we have a similar relationship with Ueno, and at the same time we are aware of each other's danger.

Soon, Ueno came to us with a group of Oriental students.

"Ah, Ueno-sensei. ”

The principal's tone was very soft: "I have already called you to explain the matter, what do you think should be done?"

Ueno turned around: "Yoshida, Taniguchi, Maruyama, out of the ranks!"

Three Oriental students immediately walked out, the same three who had fought with us yesterday, and now they all had blue noses and swollen faces, and they looked very funny. After the three of them came out of the ranks, Ueno said coldly: "Kneel!"

The three of them were taken aback, and at the same time looked back at Ueno in confusion, where was the Ueno teacher who always protected them before?

"Do you want me to say it a second time?!"

Yoshida, Taniguchi, and Maruyama had no choice but to kneel. Ueno-sensei bowed to us and said, "I'm very sorry that this happened, but as their teacher, I didn't teach them well, and I should be responsible." ”

As the words fell, Ueno suddenly slammed his leg into Yoshida's head.

As soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The leg pumped so straight and hard that I couldn't help but gasp. Because I know that I can't kick such a kick, this Ueno-sensei is really terrible. I didn't expect that Tongzhou Art School still hides such a master, and he is an Oriental!

Yoshida was completely unguarded, and the whole person flew out, and then his head and body scraped on the ground, and he rolled out seven or eight meters before stopping. Ueno did not stop, but used the same tactics against the other two Oriental youths.

Bang, bang!

With two consecutive kicks, Taniguchi and Maruyama rolled together with Yoshida.

Anyone could see how ruthless Ueno's three legs were, and the scene was quiet.

"Come here!" shouted Ueno.

The three of them immediately crawled over and continued to kneel, most of their faces were bruised, and nosebleeds were splashing. Ueno said viciously: "To do such a thing is really a shame for my Yamato nation, and even more for our Oriental samurai." From now on, slap your mouth hard until the principal and teachers of the same art forgive you!"

Yoshida and the three of them immediately opened their bows left and right and pulled their mouths, and the sound of "popping" was extremely crisp, echoing in the spacious gym. The principal of Tongyi was the first to be anxious: "Okay, okay, just apply a little punishment, you don't have to fight like this!"

"No, the students of the same art are not allowed to stop until they have not forgiven them!" Ueno's voice was gloomy and cold.

The headmaster immediately looked back at a few of us.