After coming out of the classroom, the sunlight is not so vicious, and the twilight of the setting sun has gradually appeared.

The boundless sky was dyed a dim yellow, with a slight flush inside.

The entire school building is very quiet, which is in stark contrast to the bustling club building not far away.

Some people say that at this time, as long as you walk around the building, even a person who is calm and has no interest in anything will be infected by the atmosphere of enthusiasm and youth inside.

Especially when the game day is approaching, all kinds of friendship, love, and passion are revealed, and they rub and collide with each other in that small building with only 6 floors.

Haruhi Harano walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, and there was no one around him.

Yuriko has already gone to participate in club activities, and she can't help but feel funny when she thinks of the little girl's previous state.

.......

Thinking about it, Kasuga walked out of the teaching building, and as soon as he went downstairs, there was a shout in his ears,

"One more time!"

Turning his head to look, through the open glass window of the club, he found a boy with a height of only 171, jumping into the air, that height, as if flying, the whole body in the empty city became a C-shape, a volleyball seemed to open the navigation, and it was accurately transmitted to the boy's hand.

"Bump!"

The collision of volleyball and big hands, followed by a "Woo! With a bang, the whole volleyball flew out like a meteor and slammed into the ground and bounced.

None of the people on the other side reacted.

The boy landed and ran excitedly to high-five his partner who had just passed the ball to him, but the other person seemed to look indifferent.

This is the volleyball club of the national high school, which is very famous, and it is said that it was once an ace school, but unfortunately it did not know why it declined.

The former trump card~

It wasn't until the manager of Sister Sweet Beauty, who was making notes on the side, smiled at him that Haruhi Harano came back to his senses, nodded politely, and left.

I heard Heisuke say that this year's volleyball club has recruited several aces in junior high school, and there is a little pervert who is 1.7 meters tall but can jump to 2.03, and he is very hopeful that he can rush into the national competition and even achieve good results.

It looks like it's the boy, it's a terrifying amount of exercise.

Walking out of the school, there is a black extended version of a Toyota parked at the school gate.

Kasuga just glanced at it and left, and it was all too common to see this kind of luxury car at a national high school, and there was nothing unusual about it.

It seems that which family is coming to pick up the young master and young lady of their own family......

What a bunch of nasty guys who were born without troubles......

Glancing at the black high-end window, Haruhi Harano was about to leave, but he didn't take two steps when he was blocked by a strong man in a black suit.

Rao is spring has a height of 1.83 meters, and he has to look up at him.

"Haruhi Wilderness? Would you like to come with us? ”

The strong man made a deep voice, and he didn't know which young master's bodyguard it was.

Deliberate revenge? Could it be because of Qingling Meilong?

Who is it? Head of Judo or Head of Kendo Department?

The people around also took a look and left in a hurry, for fear of catching fire.

Haruki's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was making plans in his heart.

Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, I will simulate the elite-level fighting first, and then I want to go home and study it slowly, but in the current situation, it is better to hold a steady hand.

Bring up the virtual panel and click OK on the one that flashes the word "can be simulated".

In an instant, Haruhi Harino's scene changed.

The impatient strong man and the crowd around him disappeared, and there was only a light blue virtual space in front of him, except for a blue virtual figure, there was nothing else, it was very simple.

The opposite side made a fist-hugging style.,It's like an ancient hero fighting.,Haruhi Yuan Ye was stunned.,It's also a good way to learn.,

"In the Lower Wing Chun, Wilderness Spring ......"

"Oops!"

Before he finished speaking, Haruhi Harano's huge body of 1.83 meters flew out directly in the air in a C-shape, only to see the virtual figure standing in place at some point, and his right hand was in a state of punching.

The culprit is revealed.

Haruhi Haruhi held his stomach and half-knelt on the ground, a huge pain swept through his body, he grinned in pain, looked up, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

Seeing that the spring day looked over, the virtual person shamelessly withdrew his fist, behind his hands, with a look of a master, and said lightly,

"This trick, called Soldier Not Tired of Deceit, is the first lesson I taught you."

"Damn, you can still talk!" Haruhi was obviously shocked, and at the same time couldn't help but complain in his heart, old thing, it's really yin!

The virtual figure looked over and stretched out his finger a little, and Haruhi Haruhi felt no pain in an instant, and his state was surprisingly good.

Just when he was still curious and surprised, the virtual figure rushed up again, punched, and the whole person flew out again.

Haruhi Haruhi of the angry field blushed and roared,

"Old thing, you don't talk about martial arts!"

Now that he was really beaten red and warm, he was so angry that the temperature of the whole person suddenly rose.

But obviously, the other party is not a master of temperature control.

In this way, Haruni Harano slowly improved in the process of being constantly beaten, from the previous one-punch down, to the back can hold up to three, four, and five punches......

In the back, he can even occasionally play a hand, which can be said to have his teacher to teach his apprentices.

…………

"Whew!"

Haruhi Harano took two breaths, looked at the virtual image opposite, and unconsciously had been in this space for a week,

If it weren't for the huge timer overhead, Haruhi wouldn't really have a concept of time.

hesitated in my heart, should I say something sad according to the development of the plot?

Before he could speak, the space distorted, as if it were another world.