Inside the classroom of Xiushui Middle School.

The teacher of literature and history with thick lenses on the podium, with a small belly, is still talking there.

The ballpoint pen in Pei Chu's hand rustled quickly between the pages, quickly recording the content of the literature and history teacher, and occasionally sketching some key points in the textbook.

This was the third class this afternoon, and Pei Chu listened very carefully.

Compared with other science courses, it is obvious that liberal arts do not need too much previous knowledge as a foundation, as long as you take a serious pause, you can slowly keep up with the rhythm.

In fact, after starting to focus on studying, Pei Chu felt that this state was not bad, and every day was very fulfilling.

Peng Cheng, who was at the same table, was still looking at the novels in the drawer, and occasionally when he was bored, his eyes would wander around Pei Chu's side, and he saw that Pei Chu started to take classes seriously as he said before, and immediately pouted and continued to hide in the drawer.

It was the end of another day's classes, and after the evening self-study, Pei Chu packed up his things and prepared to leave the school.

He thought that those basketball students might continue to come to him for trouble today, but contrary to his expectations, he had a very peaceful day at school.

When I went to the toilet between classes, I met the basketball student with a flat head who seemed to be last night, and the other party just looked at him as if nothing had happened.

He didn't know why those basketball students didn't come to trouble him at school today, although he put down three people in yesterday's fight, he knew the psychology of these people the most, it was definitely not so easy to stop, and more people would definitely be gathered.

Coming out of the school gate, Pei Chu looked at the street that was already lit up, and instead of following the original path, he went home instead.

Regardless of whether or not those men would gather more people to wait for him on the road, he decided to be careful.

Walking along the street in the opposite direction, it was exactly 9 p.m., and the shops along the street were open, and there were still small stalls and vendors selling on the streets, and many barbecue stalls gathered in front of many people for supper.

Because of the long detour, Pei Chu usually walks less, and occasionally passes by once, and it feels good to look around for a while.

When he was passing in front of the only commercial square in Xiushui, Pei Chu saw the square brightly lit from a distance, and there were many people around the three circles inside and outside, and bursts of cheers and cheers came from the square inside.

"It's supposed to be some kind of promotional advertisement!"

Pei Chu stood in the distance and glanced at it, he didn't have the idea of going over to look. There were a lot of advertisements for health care products in this commercial plaza in Xiushui, and occasionally some dance troupes from other places performed several times at the entrance of the mall.

In Pei Chu's opinion, these are actually quite boring, it is better to go home and review today's homework, and then study the dream.

"Good!"

"What a kung fu!"

"This leg method is amazing!"

Just as Pei Chu turned to leave, he suddenly heard a cheer in the crowd.

"Huh? Isn't there a sales pitch today? ”

After Pei Chu heard these cheers, his footsteps suddenly stopped unconsciously, first glanced at the crowd around him a few times, and then walked over unconsciously.

As soon as he walked in, Pei Chu saw that above the mall, under the bright lights, there was a banner hanging "Xiushui Tang Terate Training Club Performance Evening".

Tang Karate Pei Chu knows, is a popular competitive fighting project all over the world, the action is beautiful and practical, there are Tang Karate martial arts halls in many places in China, and there are competitions in the official large-scale games, which are also very influential in the world.

Looking at the current posture, Pei Chu guessed that it should be a performance opened by a Tang Karate training club in Xiushui, in order to make a name for himself and recruit students.

looked left and right around the periphery of the crowd, and finally found a relatively high position at the railing outside the square, climbed up, and Pei Chu suddenly saw the situation inside the square.

In the middle of the square, two men wearing Karakudo uniforms are performing Karakudo. One of the men held the three-layer plank and raised his hands above his head, and on the other side, the other man suddenly shouted, jumped up in the air, and kicked the three-layer plank in the other's hand in half.

Then, two young men and women wearing Karakudo uniforms stepped forward to perform actions such as kicking up in the air, kicking in the air, kicking the trapeze in the air, and landing on one foot with 360 kicks in the square.

The action is very beautiful and very ornamental, and Pei Chu can't help but applaud when he sees it next to him.

Not to mention anything else, these actions just now, for ordinary people who have not opened their ligaments, can make those actions just now, and it looks absolutely amazing.

And everyone has practiced for many years, and the strength of their legs is not small, and ordinary people may not be able to get up after being kicked.

After an adult performance, more than 20 children of seven or eight years old wearing Karakudo uniforms came on the stage, one by one on the field to make various kicking movements, and the crowd next to them burst into laughter.

For these children's performances, Pei Chu also let out a burst of laughter, but looking at the time on his phone, he was not ready to continue watching.

Although the children's performances are cute, I don't know if it's because he came into contact with martial arts boxing in the dream world, but in his opinion, the performances of those adults are enjoyable.

"That's him!"

Just as Pei Chu was about to jump off the railing, suddenly a voice sounded in the crowd on the outside.

Six or seven figures from outside the street rushed towards this direction as fast as possible.

Pei Chu looked at the people who rushed over quickly, and was instantly startled, he had already seen clearly that among the few people who rushed over, the first few were none other than the three basketball students who blocked him yesterday.

"Can this be bumped into?"

Pei Chu scolded secretly in his heart, he guessed that it should probably be these people who didn't move at school today, and they must be waiting for him after school. Although he detoured the road, there were so many people after school that a few people noticed his direction.

These six or seven people ran very fast, and as soon as Pei Chu got off the railing, the group of people had already rushed in front of him.

"Tell you to run!"

At the front was the basketball student named Guan Lang, holding an arm-thick wooden stick in his hand, his eyes turned red when he saw Pei Chu, and he smashed towards Pei Chu.

Yesterday, the three of them blocked Pei Chu, but they were knocked over by Pei Chu, and the more Guan Lang thought about it after he went back, the more angry he became, and today he pulled a companion who played in the school team, and wanted to find Pei Chu again to find the field.

The current matter has nothing to do with Jiao Yuting, it's just a matter of his face. The basketball students of the school team, who practice sports, usually fight and bully others, where is the reason to be put down by an inconspicuous ordinary student.

As soon as Pei Chu saw Guan Lang hit him with a stick, he hurriedly moved to the side. There was almost no hesitation, and a subconscious backhand smashed into the opponent's face.

Guan Lang's nose bleeded wildly, and he was punched by Pei Chu and took several steps back, looking at Pei Chu's movements, a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

After being put down by Pei Chu yesterday, I thought that a few of my people might have been careless, but today, when he shot first, he was still punched in the face by Pei Chu, and he suddenly felt a little incredible.

Pei Chu was also a little stunned at this time, this punch just now was completely one of the thirty-six movements he learned from that headless martial artist in his dream, he had seen it before and practiced it in his dream, and after waking up this morning, he practiced it a few times at home, and somehow formed a physical instinct.