Great World of Magic Cube Chapter 631: Guide Nanjō Kisara
"Hey, you said you have to guide me if cultivation is true." Then Nanjo Nanjō Kisara put his legs down from the desk, sat up straight, turned to look aside and hung the schoolbag on the hook on the side of the desk Asked Ito Cheng.
"Is it true, why?" He lifted his head from the Ito Cheng with his schoolbag hanging, and put his hands on the back of the chair and the desk table, smiling at Nanjo Nanjō Kisara.
"Why." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara frowned and asked why he didn't want to understand why Ito Cheng did this for a night.
"Because I fancy you." Ito Cheng heard the retracted hands, and then reached down with one hand to grab the edge of the chair under the buttocks, pulled the chair and body leaned forward in front of Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, a face Said ambiguously.
"You." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara screamed with anger, and screamed with a red face, yelling at Ito Cheng.
“I’m not telling lies.” Knowing that this is in the class, it’s not easy to tease the Ito Cheng, which is too difficult for Nanjo Nanjō Kisara to return to his desk, with his left elbow on the table and palms The virtual grip came near the temple and looked at Nanjo Nanjō Kisara and said, "In your entire [Ragnarök], only you and the third boxer Freya like it."
"Sister Freya!? You actually hit Sister Freya's idea!? I really don't know what to do." After listening to Ito Cheng's Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, you looked dead.
Nanjo Nanjō Kisara is not clear how strong Ito Cheng is, but it is estimated that the strength is limited. It is definitely not the third strongest in the entire [Ragnarök]. It is also the opponent of the sister Freya that he admires in his heart.
"Do you know if you don't know if you're dead or alive?" Ito Cheng shrugged shoulders carelessly, then asked Nanjo Nanjō Kisara again with a smile on his face, "How do you want to accept my guidance."
"Humph, I'm going to see how you guide me." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara sneered coldly and said disdainfully.
"Oh, I can guarantee that it will definitely make you unforgettable." Ito Cheng said with a smile on Nanjo Nanjō Kisara.
Then the two did not speak, and each of them took a stand in the seat.
"Dingling bell bell..." It didn't take long before a ring of ringing bells sounded. A middle-aged male teacher holding a large triangular ruler with a black digital scale engraved on the surface and holding teaching materials walked into the classroom.
"Li." Then a female voice sounded.
The words fell, and all the students stood up from the act.
"Salute!" the female voice said again.
"Good teacher." All the students bowed and saluted together.
"Sit." After the students straightened up, the female voice sounded again.
"Wow~" All the students sat back on the chairs together.
"Everyone turned the page to page 33." The male teacher reached out and opened the teaching materials on the desktop, and then began to teach the students about the content on the materials.
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"Dingling Bell..." followed by a ring of bells. A loud noise rang immediately in the classroom.
"Let's go." Ito Cheng, who got up from his seat, walked out of the classroom. He said to Nanjo Nanjō Kisara.
"Hum." Hearing the greeted Nanjo Nanjō Kisara with a cold hum, he stood up from his seat and followed the footsteps of Ito Cheng and walked outside the classroom together.
"Wow. There are situations, the newcomer seems to know Nanjō Kisara." A gossip girl looked at the two leaving.
"No, isn't it that the newcomer is also a bad one? It's rare to look good." Another girl said gossip.
"Why? Are you excited?" another girl asked, looking at the previous girl with a smile.
"How come, my goal has always been Prince Gubenxia." The former girl's hands folded on my chest, eyes flashing in heart-shaped imagination.
"Prince Gubenxia will see you? Don't laugh." The gossip girl said disdainfully.
After "...", there was the jealousy among women. Sarcasm.
On the other side, Ito Cheng, who is the center of the topic, and Nanjo Nanjō Kisara have arrived on the roof of the school.
"How do you plan to guide me." See Ito Cheng stopped, and also followed Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, who stopped, asked Ito Cheng.
"You can rest assured that since I said I want to guide you, there must be a way to guide you." Turning to look at Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, Ito Cheng said with a smile. "But before that, let me see your foundation. "
"Now you try your best to attack me until I say stop." Ito Cheng continued.
"This is what you said." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara's corner of the mouth was raised, and he quickly confirmed with a voice.
"Yes, I said. You can rest assured." Seeing the change of Nanjo Nanjō Kisara's expression, Ito Cheng didn't understand her thoughts, and said with a light smile.
"Well, look at the legs!" As he said, Nanjo Nanjō Kisara quickly took a step forward. A horizontal kick was played against Ito Cheng.
When Ito Cheng stepped back, it calmly flashed the attack of Nanjo Nanjō Kisara.
Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, who didn’t expect a blow, continued to move. He immediately used the left leg from the horizontal kick as a supporting leg stand, and used the other leg to connect the swing kick to kick again to Ito Cheng.
The Ito Cheng footsteps move sideways. Just like walking in the court, avoiding the attack of Nanjo Nanjō Kisara from the side.
See Nanjo Nanjō Kisara's legs changed again after the attack failed again. Kick forward to the main point of Ito Cheng's lower body kicked over.
"Oh, oh, this position can't be kicked by you, otherwise what if you stay awkward in the future." Ito Cheng, who kicked the ball sideways, said.
"Who are you assholes?" Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, who was angered by Ito Cheng's rhetoric, immediately landed on his forefoot, and the other kicked sideways to Ito Cheng.
"Of course it is you. If I have an accident, I will naturally ask you to be responsible. The result of your responsibility is to stay alive. What's wrong?" Ito Cheng turned back a step and let Kainanjo Nanjō Kisara's side kick continue to tease. .
"You guys, if I'm really in trouble, I'll throw you at the demon shop, I believe you will definitely be welcome there." Nanjoki Mind Force Charlotte was changing the offensive and kicked towards Ito Cheng continuously.
"It's really cruel." Ito Cheng stepped to dodge and whispered, "No wonder it will become a bad thing."
"It has nothing to do with cruelty." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara also attacked while sipping.
In this way, the two of them played for a few minutes in a flash.
"Okay." At this time, Ito Cheng reached out and grabbed the ankle kicked by Nanjo Nanjō Kisara. Then he released his palm and looked at the standing Nanjo Nanjō Kisara and said, "Your basic skills are very solid, you can see the level of training you usually have. The body is flexible and flexible, and it is also very clever in combat. In general, you The level of martial arts far exceeds that of their peers, no wonder you can become the Eight Fists of [Ragnarök]."
"After talking about the advantages, I will talk about your problems." Then I did not wait for Nanjo Nanjō Kisara to speak. Ito Cheng said again. "I just looked at your fighting style. It is a type that pursues speed and dexterity. I want to come here with you. As a woman, compared to men’s strength is related to lack of physical strength, but your body or movements are too heavy.”
"Too heavy?" Nanjo Nanjō Kisara repeated with some unknown.
"That means your heart can't let go." Ito Cheng explained.
"I can't let go..." Nanjo murmured with a confused look in Nanjō Kisara.
"The three elements of martial arts, heart, body, and skill, the most important of which is the heart! Without heart, your martial arts cultivation is also a good match." Ito Cheng ignored the confusion of Nanjo Nanjō Kisara and continued to explain "come now Say, your moves and skills are enough, but your heart is not enough, it affects your performance of martial arts, so that your movements are heavy, and you lose the original clever pursuit."
"What should I do." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara looked seriously and asked Ito Cheng.
"Release your heart and let yourself fly." Ito Cheng Shen Sheng said.
"Release your heart and let yourself fly?" Nanjo Nanjō Kisara's brow furrowed in contemplation.
This time Ito Cheng did not explain any more, but let Nanjo Nanjō Kisara think for himself. After all, this kind of liberating Mind Force can only be done when you realize it. The help and guidance of outsiders will only make things counterproductive, which is why the ancients often said that [the master leads the door, and the practice is personal].
After a while, Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, who was still unable to catch a little bit of clue, looked up again at Ito Cheng, trying to find the answer to the question from him.
"Don't you understand." Ito Cheng asked, looking at Nanjo Nanjō Kisara with a smile.
Nanjo Nanjō Kisara nodded honestly and admitted that he did not understand.
"I will not tell you exactly how to do it. This kind of thing can only be understood by yourself. If you realize it, you will learn it. If you don’t realize it, I won’t be able to do it." Ito Cheng is very unscrupulous. Said with both hands.
"You guy~IndoMTL.com~ feels that he is being teased by Nanjo Nanjō Kisara gritted his teeth and shouted.
"But I believe in your qualifications, I believe you will soon understand the meaning of my sentence, otherwise you will not appear in [Ragnarök] and become the Eight Fists." Ito Cheng smiled with a smile Looked at Nanjo Nanjō Kisara and said.
"What do you mean?" asked Nanjo Nanjō Kisara who felt something in Ito Cheng's words, frowning again.
"Buddha said: Don't say, don't say." Ito Cheng said mysteriously.
"You die for me." Nanjo Nanjō Kisara, who was played by Ito Cheng again, yelled, and a high kick kicked into the head of Ito Cheng.
"This is your own door, then I'm welcome." Ito Cheng's mouth slightly tilted, and he smiled as he raised his hand to hold the long leg kicked by Nanjo Nanjō Kisara.
Then waiting for Nanjo Nanjō Kisara to figure out what he meant, he stepped forward and fooled Nanjo Nanjō Kisara... (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the beginning (m ) Voting for recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation.)