Fujima Shinichi received both Jinguji Renji and Takedo in his dojo, and Fujima Shinichi preferred to meet guests in his own dojo rather than in the living room. This way of meeting guests is full of personal characteristics, just like the boss who does engineering and likes to talk about things in KTV.

"Is this your dojo, Mr. Fujima? Pretty good! ”

"It's really a blessing for martial arts to have such a training environment."

Jinguji Renji and Takedo sat down at a tea table under the guidance of Fujima Shinichi. Renji sat in his seat and looked around at the wide dojo and exclaimed.

"Thank you, old man, for the compliment."

"Let's talk about martial arts."

"Sir, you may not know, disciples and students are different, my original intention was to accept martial arts as students, not disciples."

"Therefore your request, forgive me for not being able to accept it."

Sitting in his seat, Shinichi Fujima placed the gift box in his hand on the table and pushed it towards Jinguji Renji.

"Oh?"

"Mr. Fujima, it is precisely because I know the difference between a disciple and a student that I have such a request."

"Is it because you're not happy with the pay? As long as you open your mouth, the conditions are easy to say! ”

Jinguji Renji looks like he is rich and generous, and his fingers lightly tap on the tabletop, exuding an indescribable majestic aura.

"Hahaha, you underestimate me too much, of course not for this reason."

Fujima Shinichi smiled heartily, and then his eyes fell on Martial Dao, who had not spoken, and continued: "To put it mildly, if I were to accept disciples for reward, my dojo would have been crowded with people a long time ago. ”

"I just don't want kids who don't have talent to expect too much from this project."

"When I say that, can the old gentleman understand?"

Fujima Shinichi's gaze shifted and he looked at Jinguji Renji and said. His words were quite tactful, and he didn't point to the nose of martial arts and say that your kid has no talent, and you are not qualified to do this business.

However, Renji Jinguji, who already had high expectations for martial arts, also frowned.

"Waste of time? Not necessarily! ”

"I'm old, but I'm not old enough. I'm not afraid of your jokes, I also practiced judo for a long time when I was younger. ”

"Although my skills are average, when it comes to looking at people, I think I have a bit of an eye."

"It's not that I'm boasting, my grandson has the qualifications of a national player!"

The old man is a lot older, but his speech is full of middle two flavors, and Wu Dao couldn't help but scratch his head when he heard this, a little embarrassed.

"Maybe I should be called Wang Teng?" Martial Arts secretly complained in his heart, but his eyes were on Fujima Shinichi.

To be honest, although this is the world of SD, what man has not dreamed of becoming a martial arts master? Of course, martial arts also has such an idea, playing basketball is a hobby, and maybe it can develop into a career in the future, but learning martial arts does not prevent playing ball. The great monks of Shaolin Temple all play ball.

Kung fu basketball is also very reasonable!

"If it's just a hobby, the talent of martial arts is indeed not bad, but the demand for talent is not the same for professional and amateur."

Fujima Shinichi replied lightly, speaking very politely, but it was very real.

"Professional and amateur, the need for talent is different......" Wu Dao lowered his head slightly, his understanding of these words was too deep.

Isn't basketball a natural sport? Newman, who became famous at a young age on Lao Mei's side, went from playing three balls to being beaten by three balls, and the experience during this period was that only one person grew taller, and the other person did not.

The word talent, I don't know how many young people's basketball dreams have been shattered.

Wu Dao remembered himself in his previous life, and his expression was a little gloomy.

"However, martial arts, you are not completely without a chance."

"In judo, physical condition is important, but understanding is also important."

"I can teach you a lesson first, and if your understanding can satisfy me, I will accept you as a disciple!"

Fujima Shinichi looked at Martial Dao, whose expression was faintly gloomy, and said with a smile, he thought that Martial Arts was disappointed because he couldn't become his disciple, and Nacheng thought that Martial Arts was just a sigh of fate.

"If I have the chance, I'll go for it." Martial arts will not miss such an opportunity, even if the practice of judo is only for physical exercise, there is still a difference in the treatment of disciples and students. Martial Arts came here to really learn something, not to kill time.

"In that case, you two are here for a moment." Shinichi Fujima stood up and left the gym.

Martial Arts and Jinguji Renji looked at each other, not knowing what Shinichi Fujima was going to do.

After a while, Fujima Shinichi returned to the gym, but at this time, he seemed to have changed his clothes and put on a white judo suit. At the same time, in his hand, he also took a blue judo suit, and behind Fujima Shinichi, Takako Fujima also wore a white judo suit and followed into the dojo.

After entering the dojo, Shinichi Fujima closed the door of the gym, came to Buddo's side, and placed the blue judo suit on the table.

"You're about the same height as me, and this outfit was what I wore when I was younger, so you should be able to wear it."

"Change your clothes and come here!"

Shinichi Fujima walked barefoot to the edge of the slightly raised platform in the dojo, tightened his belt, sat down cross-legged, and waited. And Takako Fujima silently walked to the center of the high platform, looking at Martial Arts with a pair of beautiful eyes, his eyes full of excitement.

"Quick! Grandson, change your clothes and go up! Seeing this scene, Renji Jinguji lit up, slapped Martial Dao's back violently, and urged.

"......" Martial Arts was a little speechless, he probably understood what Fujima Shinichi was going to think of his understanding. I actually wanted him to fight against Fujima Cage.

In the face of girls, martial arts is quite entangled, if he doesn't keep his hand, it seems that he is bullying girls, and if he keeps his hand, it won't be even more embarrassing if he can't beat the other party.

This grandfather is also a pit, do you still have to catch up with such a battle?

However, Wu Dao still changed his clothes in a slip manner, he actually wanted to see it, not that he wanted to fight against Takako Fujima, but mainly because Wu Dao also wanted to take a look, his super martial arts system, what is the use.

Takedo was wearing a judo suit, and Jinguji Renji helped Takedo tie his belt.

Fujima Shinichi's clothes are just the right length for martial arts, but they are a little loose, but the judo clothes are already loose, and it is not inconsistent with martial arts to wear this outfit. The name of Shinichi Fujima is also embroidered on the left chest of the blue judo suit, which shows that it is a real original dress.

A judo suit with a handsome appearance of martial arts, and a tall posture, not to mention, is really a bit of a cheek.

"Come on, do a good job, don't let me down!" Jinguji Renji encouraged martial arts, but this martial arts didn't sound like a taste, and it wasn't you who was beaten together?

Takeshi came to Takako Fujima, and Fujima Shinichi squinted at Takemichi's appearance and nodded slightly. Not to mention, although this kid has lost a little weight, he is still quite handsome.

"When I first came into contact with judo, my master didn't teach me anything, so he asked me to compete with my brother."

"Guess what? In just two rounds, I figured out my brother's path and threw him a few meters away without ever learning judo. ”

As soon as Fujima spoke, he couldn't help but smile deeply, reminiscing about his youthful years.

"......" Martial Arts understood when he heard this, and the method of looking at talent was still in the same vein.

"Martial Dao, no matter what method you use, as long as you can still stand on the field after three minutes, you will be my disciple!"

"Let's get started!"

Fujima Shinichi said the rules, but he didn't seem to say any rules, and just announced the start.

Wu Dao's expression sank, and he immediately became vigilant. In the next second, Takako Fujima, who heard the beginning, kicked the ground violently, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Martial Dao's body, quickly leaned down, and grabbed Martial Dao's belt with both hands.

"Hold on!" Wu Dao didn't want to bend his legs, the whole person leaned forward slightly, and his hands subconsciously grabbed Takako Fujima's shoulders to stabilize his body.

Takako Ma's height is not high, and his strength is also very average, and the martial arts are only slightly counteracted, and the other party has no way to shake him anymore.

However, just as Takemichi was relieved, Takako Fujima, who was facing him, suddenly loosened Takemi's belt and hugged Takemichi's right arm with both hands. At the same time, he suddenly turned around, and his back was directly attached to Wu Dao's chest.

In the next second, Martial Arts only felt that the tatami mats on the ground seemed to be getting closer and closer to him.

"Ho!" After a coquettish shout, a loud noise rang out in the dojo.

"Bang !!"

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