Chapter 137 Fist
Tokyo Ariake Arena.
Tsukahara Morihi sat on the bench in the contestant room, holding a clean cotton cloth and wiping his beloved samurai sword.
Tsukahara Shigeki was wrapped in bandages all over his body, standing properly beside Tsukahara Morihi.
"What? Are you worried that I will lose?" Tsukahara Morihi stood up with satisfaction as he looked at the samurai sword, performed a few sword tricks, and slowly sheathed the sword: "Are you still worried that I will show mercy?"
Tsukahara Shigeki smiled and said, "How could my brother lose this round against that bitch Nagano Rei? I'm just worried that if I scratch that woman's skin, it will not look good when I play with her."
"I told you, she's mine." Tsukahara Morihi glanced at his brother who was wrapped in bandages like a mummy and said, "I don't want to say it again."
"Yes, brother is right, of course I know that." Tsukahara Shigeki said with a smile: "Not only does that woman belong to brother, but this championship also belongs to our Tsukahara family."
Tsukahara Morihi did not answer, as he was the champion of the previous session.
This is a matter of course.
The pride of the Tsukahara Sword Saint family cannot be lost here.
Nagano Rei stood in Zhang Benhe's training room, her punches and kicks as fast as the wind.
Zhang Benhe nodded. It was indeed amazing that she was able to master the Chinese boxing that he taught her in such a short time.
Now the power of his punches and the continuity of his moves already have the style of a master.
As expected, everyone around Master Fang is not simple.
"Next." Zhang Benhe threw a pair of black tiger fingers over.
Nagano Rei took it and held it in her hand to examine it.
A pair of tiger fingers made of an unknown alloy, faintly emitting a dark metallic glow.
"It's a bit too big." Nagano Rei put on the tiger finger, which was much larger than her hand.
"Infuse spiritual power." Zhang Benhe said.
Nagano Rei's spiritual power flowed and poured into it.
The tiger finger flashed with black light, and then a stream of light covered Nagano Rei's arm.
The light faded and turned into a pair of black metal arm guards.
The entire pair of arm guards were engraved with intricate patterns and glowed with a flowing light.
Nagano Rei's pair of white and tender arms were protected tightly.
"This was something Master Fang made for me before." Scenes of memory flashed through Zhang Benhe's eyes.
At that time, I was so lucky to meet Master Hongchen Lian.
"Forged by the master?" Nagano Reimei's eyes lit up with surprise as she looked up and down at the pair of arm guards.
It fits tightly to my arm, and there is no hindrance whether I punch or elbow, just like my second skin.
Nagano Rei held it in her arms lovingly: "But if you give it to me, what will you use it for?"
"I don't need it at my current level." Zhang Benhe smiled.
Now, my bare fists are enough to break the bones of many people on this island.
"What do you think about this Tsukahara Morihi?" Zhang Benhe asked.
"Ideas?" Nagano Rei looked at Zhang Benhe in surprise, and pouted: "Fuck you, what's there to think about? Isn't this what you taught me?"
Zhang Benhe was stunned, nodded continuously and laughed.
Inside a huge alloy cage.
The two contestants looked at each other.
Tsukahara Morihi slowly drew out his samurai sword and pointed it at Nagano Rei from a distance: "Ms. Nagano Rei, why don't you surrender? I really don't want to leave any wounds on you."
"You're such a weird person. You challenged me to a duel again, and now that the fight has started you want me to surrender." Nagano Rei turned around and looked at the time on the huge electronic screen in the arena: "Hurry up, I have classes in the afternoon."
After saying that, she took out a rubber band and tied her long wavy hair into a high ponytail . Tsukahara Morihi sneered.
This woman, who was asking for her own life, actually came to box in sportswear without any protective gear.
He looked Nagano Rei up and down.
The bulge in the tight sportswear trembled slightly with the rise and fall of her breathing.
'drink.'
Nagano Rei on the opposite side walked in a stance, her elastic sports pants fitting tightly to her round buttocks.
As you walk the stance, your buttocks become so tight that their curve looks like a balloon.
As the spiritual power in both hands was released, a pair of ink-colored arm guards and boxing gloves extended out, fitting tightly to the arms.
Tsukahara Morihi's eyes focused. This pair of arm guards was not simple. This Nagano Rei must have some skills to be able to fight to this level.
The competition begins.
Tsukahara Morihi took the lead in attacking.
[Shindang-ryu: Qihe-ren].
He held the samurai sword in both hands and slashed several times in the air.
Two extremely fast wave blades flew towards Nagano Rei.
Nagano Rei took a step forward and dodged two swords, and the third sword's waving blade followed to block her angle.
Nagano Rei did not dodge or evade, but raised her fist and smashed, circulating her spiritual power.
The ink-colored boxing gloves hit the third knife's waving blade, easily shattering it.
Nagano Rei kicked with one leg.
With a thump.
The alloy floor buried under the grass erupted with a loud noise.
Nagano Rei used the force from kicking to approach Tsukahara Morihi at an extremely fast speed like a spring.
Tsukahara Morihi raised the samurai sword with both hands and placed it across his forehead, his body slightly crouched, waiting for his prey to fall like a tiger.
When Nagano Rei got close, Tsukahara Morihi used his body skills and chopped her head off with incredible swiftness.
A knife was chopped out with a whistling sound. After Nagano Rei dodged sideways, it was slashed from bottom to top.
Row towards Nagano Rei from an unexpected angle.
Nagano Rei turned around and kicked, hitting the back of Tsukahara Morihi's knife.
Tsukahara Morihi sneered, used the force of the kick to turn around, and another knife came towards him.
This knife was powerful and incredibly fast.
Nagano Rei crossed her fists to block the knife that was about to hit her.
The inky metal gloves tightly clamped the samurai sword, making a teeth-grinding friction sound on the blade.
Tsukahara Morihi let out a deep breath, retracted his samurai sword, and continued to chop with the sword.
Nagano Rei was quick-eyed and quick-handed, taking on the opponent's attack.
After blocking three sword attacks in a row, this magical boxing glove easily absorbed most of the sword force.
Nagano Rei mobilized her spiritual energy throughout her body, and pulled her fists upward with force, shaking off the knife.
Then he used a side kick to hit Tsukahara Morihi directly in the abdomen.
Tsukahara Morihi was kicked and took several steps back.
He was kicked by a little girl first.
For a moment, his face turned red with humiliation.
[Xin Dang Liu: heavy rain].
Holding the knife with both hands, the knife light quickly shattered into countless knife flowers.
They all flew towards Nagano Rei's vital parts.
Nagano Rei opened her fists wide.
A move of [random interception].
His fists were waving fast.
Crackling.
Like shooting birds with a volley of guns, the knife flowers were shattered one after another.
Before Tsukahara Morihisa could launch her next move, Nagano Rei kicked out with her long legs.
Tsukahara Morihi gripped the samurai sword tightly in both hands, looked at the rapidly flying kick, and hurriedly tried to block it.
【Sparrow Dragon】.
Nagano Rei let out a delicate cry, and feinted her long legs to avoid the samurai sword's defense, then kicked upward diagonally, finding a gap and hitting Tsukahara Morihi's chin.
A stream of blood floated out of Tsukahara Morihi's mouth and his body flew high into the sky.
When he lost control of his falling momentum in the air and was about to fall to the ground, Tsukahara Morihi swung his samurai sword.
【New Flow: Sparrow Counterattack】
With the power of the sword, he leaped up and landed steadily on the ground.
"Bakayashi, Nagano Rei, you are looking for death." Tsukahara Mori's face was covered in blood and two of his teeth had fallen out. His originally handsome face was now ferocious.
[Secret Technique: Ichi no Tachi]
The samurai sword drew a circle in the air.
Along with the knife shadow, a dazzling circular halo appeared and then disappeared immediately.
A circle of black halo appeared behind Nagano Rei, quickly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy and, with the loss of spiritual energy, firmly imprisoned Nagano Rei.
"Go to hell." Tsukahara Morihi clenched the samurai sword with both hands and stabbed forward.
Both the man and the knife disappeared in an instant.
Then a black light appeared and flashed across the space, appearing in front of Nagano Rei in an instant and stabbing her neck.
Nagano Rei's heaven and earth meridians started to operate, and the spiritual energy that bound her surroundings directly entered the heaven and earth meridians.
Suddenly the confinement disappeared.
He clasped his hands together and the spiritual power in his body surged, concentrating it on his fists and directing it towards the black hammer that was stabbing at him.
【Beng Bu】.
'Clang.'
The black light was knocked away by Nagano Rei's arm guard, and the blade of the samurai sword appeared in the air. Then, with a "clang", the blade broke into pieces.
And Tsukahara Morihi fell out from the black light.
【Iron Mountain Backing】.
Nagano Rei completely relies on the strength of her waist, maximizing the strength of her waist, abdomen and back within the shortest distance, while the spiritual power in her body flows through her shoulders.
Then her small body took a step forward, and before Tsukahara Morihi landed on the ground, her shoulders hit his chest.
A simple attack, a solid collision with the shoulder.
Tsukahara Morihi's chest felt as if it had been hit by a huge hammer. His entire body was thrown into the air, and his sternum made a crackling sound.
Ha-Do-ken.
Nagano Rei followed up with both fists in the air and a wave punch flew out.
Just like shooting a frisbee at a target, he punched Tsukahara Morihi again in the air.
Tsukahara Morihi fell to the ground like a piece of rag, and his life or death was unknown.
“Bold.”
A beam of white light appeared in the stands, and slashed towards Nagano Rei with unmatched sword power.
Nagano Rei was about to dodge, but the unparalleled sword force carried with it a huge spiritual pressure, which made her heart tremble and her body numb, and she stayed where she was.
"Master." Nagano Rei stared at the rapidly approaching white light, and her last thought was about Fang Zuo. She closed her eyes in grievance: "I'm going to die."
A huge fist flew out at a speed faster than the speed of sound, accurately hitting the white light and smashing it to pieces.
"Zhang Benhe, are you going to stop me?" An old man wearing samurai clothes and with his silver hair tied up stood up in the audience.
"Tsukahara Xuanniao, are you looking for death?" Zhang Benhe put his hands behind his back and walked out of the lounge slowly: "If you want to die, I will grant you your wish."
"Who is she to you? Are you going against our Tsukahara family for her?" Tsukahara Xuanniao didn't dare to respond and asked in a low voice.
"It's not your turn to ask who she is. Let me ask you again, are you looking for death?" Zhang Benhe said indifferently.
"Zhang Benhe, don't be so arrogant. The head of the family will come to find you when he comes out of seclusion." Tsukahara Xuanniao snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Zhang Benhe threw a punch.
A fist mark flashed.
'Boom.'
The sound of huge alloys colliding echoed in the arena.
In the distance, Tsukahara Kuronori was completely embedded in the recessed alloy wall.
Don't be so arrogant? There is only one person in this world who can make me not be so arrogant.
Zhang Benhe looked at the bloody Tsukahara Xuanniao.
Pooh.
Spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
What a bunch of stuff.
I'm waiting for your master to come.
If he doesn't dare to come, I'll go to his door and beat him up.
You can't kill him.
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After Fang Zuo and Yingkong Kurumi separated, they came to Xinrong Planning.
Yingsora Kurumi's mood swings have been particularly severe in the past two days.
As the Shinkansen was almost reaching Tokyo, she started hanging on Fang Zuo with a pout on her face.
They just separated at the Tokyo Shinkansen station, both of them pouting and crying.
Fortunately, the National Security Agency called a few times and said that there was a new suspect in the case of Yuko Shiratori, so they parted reluctantly.
There are more and more people in front of Xinrong Planning’s store.
The girls lined up in a long queue waiting to check in.
Fang Zuo walked over, took a look, then went around the front door and went to the back door.
The cat-girl sisters were both in the inner room of the store today, their two little heads leaning against each other, discussing something in a low voice.
For the first time, the two of them did not wear maid outfits.
Inside, she was wearing a one-piece, shiny, sexy full-body suit made of a set of stockings material.
The upper body is a cotton low-cut bra, and the lower body is one white cotton underwear and the other is a black cotton underwear.
This kind of hip-covering and chest-covering stockings tightly wraps from the slender toes to the base of the thighs and then to the chest.
The two sisters' entire fair and soft bodies were wrapped in white and black thin silk.
Two pairs of loli legs are stacked together, clearly distinguishing between black and white.
My sister's fat buttocks were wrapped in white hip-hugging stockings, and they were pressed to the ground, deformed and revealing white flesh.
The sister's huge curves trembled in the one-piece black stockings.
The two people's bodies trembled slightly under the light, revealing a moving flesh glow, and the curves of the entire body were wrapped to the fullest.
The two pink cat ears were still trembling.
Two fluffy cat tails stick out from the narrow crotch of the stockings. It is relatively easy to put on this kind of one-piece stockings, but you can only tear it apart to take it off. There is a heart-shaped opening in the crotch and chest.
"Eh~~ Lord Devil." The cat girl's nose twitched and she smelled the scent and found Fang Zuo first.
"Hey~~~The devil is eavesdropping again." The cat girl also turned her head.
The two of them hugged Fang Zuo's legs, one in front and one behind, and sat on his feet.
"What are you doing?" Fang Zuo was stunned.
"Tear it open quickly." The two sisters left Fang Zuo's legs and crawled on the ground with their plump buttocks raised.
One big and one small.
Fang Zuo grabbed a strand of stockings with both hands.
With a crackling sound.
The two pairs of stockings that were tightly wrapped around the body were torn into two large holes.
The two sisters' skin relaxed all over.
The white flower of flesh that was stretched inside suddenly popped out.
Four fat lumps kept shaking.
With the greasy sweat, it looks smooth, white and soft under the light.
"It's not very breathable." The cat lady shook her tail: "This is the product we are going to sell."
"We want to open a store that focuses on COS clothing and sexy lingerie." The cat girl said proudly, "I came up with it."
Fang Zuo lifted the two of them and sat them on his lap.
The two sisters hugged Fang Zuo's arms and rubbed them for a while, and their little heads kept rubbing the smell of their sweat on Fang Zuo.
"The supermarket is not going to open?"
"Open it, open this COS clothing and sexy lingerie supermarket." The cat girl took out a handful of snacks from somewhere and stuffed them into Fang Zuo's mouth.
Fang Zuo tilted his head back, thinking it was cat food, but when he saw that it was actually a biscuit, he ate it.
"We have negotiated with several agents for normal supermarkets. I asked Fox to do the math and found that it is not very cost-effective." The cat girl nodded, took out a handful of biscuits and began to feed Fang Zuo: "A lot of the profits we made were taken away by the agents."
"We earn money from the agency fees, the decoration, the merchandise, the shelves, and so on. There are also a lot of expenses for employee training."
"There are too many supermarkets in Tokyo, especially small supermarkets, so we decided to do what we are good at." The cat girl said, "And we have a bunch of kids who are very suitable for wearing COS costumes to do promotion and sales."
"We want to be the largest COS clothing store in Japan."
"There is also a sexy lingerie store." The cat girl's sister added.
"No need to add more." Fang Zuo shrugged. He had no shortage of money anyway, so he could let the sisters do whatever they wanted.
But it still sounds reasonable, Japan's COS market is so big.
“By the way, we can also sell pet snacks together.” said the cat girl sister.
"Yes, add a pet section that sells pet supplies, and that's our large supermarket combination."
Selling pet snacks? Fang Zuo had a bad feeling in his heart.
"What were those cookies you two just fed me?"
"Pet snacks." The cat sisters said in unison, confidently: "Didn't I tell you to try the product first?"
Fang Zuo: Fang Zuo came to the second floor and found Kawakita Ayaka was sleeping soundly on the tatami.
There is a huge fluctuation of spiritual power on his body.
Fang Zuo used his spiritual sense to check briefly and found that he had already digested all the demon pills and demon souls from last time during this period of time.
It looks like I have to advance to the three-tail stage again.
After Fang Zuo slowly helped her sort out her demonic power, he said goodbye to a few people and returned to Tokyo Women's University.
Passing by Sannomiya Tsubaki's small bakery, Fang Zuo stood at the door for a while.
Because at this moment a handsome young man was holding a bouquet of roses and handing it to Sannomiya Tsubaki.
Sannomiya Tsubaki waved her hands in panic, indicating no.
The two of them were in a stalemate for a while.
The young man left dejectedly with the rose in his hand.
Sannomiya Tsubaki looked at the young man apologetically as he walked away, her little head leaning lightly against the wall, her loose knitted sweater drooping down, revealing her fair shoulders and bra straps.
I no longer wrap myself up tightly like before.
There was an indescribable melancholy expression on the little face.
Sighed softly.
Seeing Fang Zuo looking at her from afar across the street, she quickly waved.
He ran over with a bag of bread.
"Why don't you come in and sit down?" Sannomiya Tsubaki bowed deeply and offered the bread with both hands.
"It's more like free food once you go in." Fang Zuo took the bread and smiled: "Why is someone pursuing you?"
Sannomiya Tsubaki's face turned red and she nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Rejected?"
"Um."
"Why?"
"I don't know. This place is so full that it seems there's no room for anyone else."
Sangong Tsubaki patted her chest, smiled sweetly, and skipped back to the store: "Be sure to come in and sit next time."
Fang Zuo nodded and returned to school with the bread.
The sun gradually set, and this time, before nightfall, Momoki Kanonai had already fallen asleep.
He was still wearing an old, oversized T-shirt, with a pillow between his legs.
Holding a big dinosaur in his arms.
But there was no one in Nagano Rei's room.
This guy hasn't come back yet so late today.
Not long after, the vortex of Momoki Kanonai's spirit platform appeared.
A wisp of Fang Zuo's soul followed in again.
Still in that old Gothic church.
Momoki Kanona has short silver hair and a black hairpin.
She was still wearing a black European-style ceremonial skirt.
Two white curves were revealed at the opening of the chest.
A pair of round and plump long legs wrapped in black stockings.
She was wearing a pair of black high-heeled boots.
"It's you again." Momoki Kanonai turned around, her bangs covering half of her delicate little face, and she held an exaggeratedly long samurai sword in her hand.
(End of this chapter)
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