"Hoo ......"

"Suck ......"

Although he was practicing seriously, Wang Dynasty's mind involuntarily began to drift. The reason is very simple, it is because of the breathing method he is using at this time, because in his cognition, this kind of thing should belong to the practice and fighting method in the national arts, and the internal strength in martial arts novels is a level of things, all of which belong to the secrets of a genre.

In that case, what kind of so-called inner disciples are you accepting? Wouldn't it be better to directly turn the elite elements of the students into inner disciples and pull them out to participate in the competition?

It's just clear that he's overthinking. This breathing method sounds like that, and it feels very precious, but in fact, it has nothing to do with the breathing method that he understands to exercise strength, internal organs, and even legendary internal strength, but it is just a very ordinary way of breathing rhythm. Just like the ventilation method and rhythm of sprinters and long-distance runners when running, it is very popular to play, although it is not popularized to the extent that ordinary people will, but it is definitely not a secret transmission in the genre, otherwise, wouldn't the inner disciples of the genre be too worthless?

What's more, he also thinks that the true inheritor of the genre is too simple, right? Not to mention anything else, just a method of punching and exerting strength, as an ordinary student, what you have learned is definitely different from that of an inner disciple, not to mention other more valuable and hidden techniques that are effective and can exercise your body and increase your combat effectiveness, which are definitely not something that ordinary students can understand.

There is no exaggerated talent, and it is really wishful thinking for ordinary students to use their open skills to defeat real inner disciples.

So at the end of the day, the dynasty is daydreaming. Fortunately, the dynasty was not stupid, and after experiencing the initial turmoil, he soon figured out that what he had learned might just be an ordinary play, and maybe even the meditation methods he had learned from the occult books he bought, so he ignored it after secretly laughing at himself and concentrated on learning karate.

In the first forty-five minutes, they learned how to ride a horse and breathe. The middle 45 minutes are a few movements in the basic karate routine for beginners. The last 45 minutes are steady exercises. Combined with the recess and theoretical explanations in between, the first three-hour long class came to an end.

Then, Wang Chao and the students of the same period said goodbye to the teacher and left, went to the Ying bathroom to rinse briefly, then changed back into their regular clothes and left the hall with their bags, heading home.

It's still a bus, and because it's nighttime -- even though it's summer, the time in Japan is an hour faster than in Japan, but because it's too close to the change line, the sky is still dark, it's dark, and it's about to enter the night, so the bus is not crowded with passengers during the day, and it looks very deserted.

Of course, this is not worth noting for the dynasty, but because the quiet environment has made him more and more sleepy, and if he didn't even know that it is not good to sleep in the car, it is estimated that he may have slept by now.

There was no way, the first class was too tiring to catch up with the three-hour class that only happened once a week, and the intensity of the exercise was not low, and it made him feel the urge to find a place to sleep right away.

……

More than half an hour later, Wang Dynasty returned to the vicinity of his home in the Eastern Three Kingdoms, and along the way he was safe, and did not encounter the bloody incident that he would encounter on the way back in the middle of the night as described in the novel he had seen in his previous life.

"Doesn't it say that mystery attracts mystery? How come I didn't run into any weirdness along the way? Is it because I'm not the main character in the story? Wang Chao, who returned to the downstairs of the apartment, said secretly in his heart.

It's just that I don't know if he will be like Ye Gong in the legend of the good dragon, after seeing the real mystery, he was directly frightened there, just like when he met a ghost in the hospital.

After a few more minutes, Wang Chao returned home without incident.

He was still alone. I have to say that some of Japan's unspoken rules are very fucked, and going home early will be considered a sign of incompetence, so in order to avoid being gossiped and looked down upon, the average office worker will continue to stay in the company after the end of the specified work day, and will not leave until the time to get overtime pay is exhausted every day.

Therefore, this also affected the father of the dynasty, although he is a Chinese, and his position in the company is not low, but in the end it is not the top position, there are people who can manage him, so in order not to be found behind the back, but also secretly covet his position competitors to keep a tongue, the father of the dynasty also had to learn the Japanese staff to spontaneously stay in the company to work overtime, until it feels like the time is almost left.

Of course, this time must be much earlier than the average staff, otherwise, where would those staff dare to walk away? Even if there is something to do, he will continue to stay in the company because of the existence of his father of the dynasty. This is a very hateful thing, and the father of the dynasty is not so stupid.

The dynasty was accustomed to this—and this is why he dared to make up nonsense so brazenly and ask for leave to stay at home. Without stopping, he went straight back to his bedroom, threw himself down, and rested on the bed with his clothes closed.

Then the next day, Thursday, was the last day of the three-day holiday that the dynasty had requested.

Because he had no classes, after consciously completing the karate course left by Master Okamoto for at least half an hour of training every day, the dynasty left home again and went to a nearby temple to continue his search for the 'master'. Only this time, the utilitarian spirit of the dynasty was no longer as strong as last time, and I went with a very ordinary, almost tourist-like mentality, to see how Japanese temples differ from domestic temples.

But if he can really meet a master, he doesn't mind asking the other party for advice.

However, it turned out to be a pity, and the surrounding temples were very large, but when it came to real practitioners, it did not mean that he could see the masters who could be summoned to pretend to carry the spirit, but that those who diligently practiced the rhythm, learned the scriptures from the Buddha, had ideological achievements, and had a profound state of mind, but there were almost no people, which made the dynasty feel very disappointed, and finally had to end up in a happy ending.

Therefore, after visiting the four temples near the eastern three places in Yodogawa Ward, the dynasty temporarily put out the desire to continue the search, and planned to wait for Saturday and Sunday to go to Kyoto and Tokyo, two prosperous and famous places, to see if he could meet real masters and interesting things.

Then he returned home, went back to his bedroom, picked up the books on occultism, Shintoism, and yin-yang that he had bought from Amazon and Yahoo Japan, and studied the meditation on them.

……

After that, Friday.

The dynasty, who had used up all the holidays, put the pepper water sprayer he had bought three days ago into his trouser pocket, hid the electric baton-type electric shock stick he bought through the Internet in his waist, put on his uniform, and walked towards the school after a three-day absence with his bare hands.

It's very leisurely along the way.

……

"Look, that guy is here."

"How dare he come to school? Don't want to live anymore? ”

"Be quiet, don't let him hear it."

"There's a good show to watch now."

As soon as I entered the classroom, the students in the room who had been chatting with each other all joined together, and then began to talk in smaller and noisy whispers.

It didn't take long for him to be interrupted by a loud bang.

"Bang!"

"Dynasty, I didn't expect you to dare to come to school!" Toshiya Matsuzaki abruptly stood up from his seat, walked down the aisle, and stopped in front of Wang Chao, who was walking towards the desk, and said fiercely.

Correspondingly, Kengo Okada, a short ugly man who was his companion, and Keiichi Otomo, who was a little fat, also got up from the table and chair they were sitting on before and wrapped up in the dynasty.

However, in the face of this encirclement, Wang Chao's expression remained unchanged at all, he just glanced at the three of them lightly, then looked at Matsuzaki Shunya in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure you want to start fighting now?" ”

Of course, as a precaution, Wang Chao put a hand into his trouser pocket and held the pepper water sprayer hidden inside, ready to let the three guys in front of him taste the tears if something went wrong.

"Yo drink, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your courage has become a lot bigger." Kengo Okada, who felt as if he had heard some kind of joke, scoffed. It's just that the dynasty ignored him at all, and his eyes were still staring directly at Toshiya Matsuzaki in front of him.

Because the dynasty with the memory of the original dynasty understands very well that Toshiya Matsuzaki is the one who can really get the right idea among the three of them, as for the other two, they are just thugs and tricks.

"Bastard!" Seeing that the dynasty ignored him, Kengo Okada was immediately furious, screamed and scolded, and immediately rushed to the dynasty, and Lun fist hit him.

Wang Chao was not polite when he saw this, and stepped back, dodging the attack, and at the same time raised the chili water sprayer with his hand, and sprayed a handful of chili water at Kengo Okada's face.

"Whew!"

"Ahh

Suddenly, Kengo Okada, who felt that his eyes were becoming hot and painful, let out a miserable howl, covered his eyes with his hands, moved around frantically, and then tripped over the tables and chairs next to him that had not been cleaned, creating a chaotic sound of "Dilute Miles".

"Kengo!"

"Bastard, what did you do to Kengo!?" Immediately afterwards, Keiichi Otomo and Jun Matsuzaki, who were slightly fat, also screamed one after another.

"Anti-wolf pepper water. Although he won't be blinded, he won't want to see with his eyes for a short time. Of course, this refers to when handled properly. If you continue to let him rub it like this, even if there is nothing to do, it will cause accidental infection, and you may get iritis or something. Wang Dynasty still kept the sprayer in hand, as if kindly reminded.