Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 71
The Wanshou Guild Hall is below the thirtieth floor, and it belongs to the ordinary class, promotion class, and advanced class.

Above the [-]th floor is the VIP class, and the monthly tuition fee is as high as one million, not including a series of additional expenses such as accommodation, food, and exercise clothes.

Such expensive tuition basically prevents the general working class from joining.

A big fee-paying poster was pasted on the side of the elevator, Bai Long looked at it, the famous Budokan really made money.

However, he had no intention of following suit.

No matter how big the Jingu Liu Club is in the future, the tuition fee of [-] yen per month will not be raised in the slightest.

His teaching philosophy is not for money, but to prove his martial arts.

As far as money is concerned, he can accept a few orders at will, starting at a minimum of hundreds of thousands of yen.

If it is high, millions or tens of millions are trivial.

This money may not be in the eyes of those chaebol bosses. Bailong, who does not have high material requirements, already has so much money that he does not know how to spend it. There is no need to make money from tuition fees.

……

The elevator goes up to the 35th floor.

Ding, with a crisp sound, the elevator door slowly opened.

The bright red carpet is spread in the aisle, and the exclusive gold decoration makes the outside look more like a five-star hotel than a place where you work hard to practice martial arts.

Suzuko twisted her waist, her peach buttocks wrapped in a short skirt.

swing left and right.

She walked up to the signboard with the word "mad dog" hanging on it, feeling tangled in her heart, and chose to open the sliding door with her hand.

Shouts came from the training ground.

Thirty cadets engage in grappling practice, or street fights, on a practice field that occupies about half a football field.

Qilin Sijing looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, without the neat beauty of martial arts training, inserting eyes, kicking crotch, biting with his mouth, and using whatever he caught as a weapon.

At first glance, the chaos appears disorganized.

If you look closely, it's really chaotic and disorderly, just beat all the students who are practicing hard.

Even though they were wearing protective gear, it still made people feel chills.

Suzuko coughed and shouted: "Mr. Ishii, someone came to kick the hall."

As soon as this remark came out, all the students in the sparring stopped and looked at the door together.

Gudong, Lingzi swallowed her saliva, and quietly retreated to the side, letting out the three people behind her.

Bai Long greeted those people's eyes calmly, his eyes were straight forward.

The students parted, revealing Teacher Ishii who was kneeling beside him.

not human.

The tall body is at least two meters three, wearing snow-white karate, and the hair is yellow and white.

The triangular head with hair looks a bit round, like a Shiba Inu.

Bright eyes.

Both ears pricked up.

Qilin Sijing looked at the bright red demon rising, and couldn't tell for a moment whether the other party was a monster disguised as a human being or an undisguised monster.

Ishii stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't seen the kicker for a while."

Bai Long looked at Suzuko, she showed a sweet smile without any embarrassment of being exposed for lying.

She just works part-time.

It said that those who kicked the gymnasium had to register, pay money, and queue up, so the beating workers naturally couldn't violate it.

"You actually came to our mad dog class to kick the gym, I think you are very brave."

The young student with long hair covering his ears came forward with a smile, and stretched out his hand, "Please point out."

Before he finished speaking, his outstretched hand suddenly thrust towards Bailong's eyes, and at the same time, his right foot was like a guillotine cutting towards his crotch.

Crazy Dog Boxing doesn't talk about martial ethics, but only about killing and wounding. It can attack but not forceful, and can use guns but not knives.

The move that can knock down the enemy is Mad Dog Punch.

Therefore, Zhuze didn't have the slightest psychological burden for the sneak attack, and he could only blame the other party's ignorant kicking for being blinded.

Straighten your hands.

At this distance, he should poke the opponent's eyes, but for some reason, his fingertips couldn't touch those bright eyes.

Doubt flashed across his head for a short while, and then he was interrupted by the pain in his abdomen, and the distance between himself and the man in front of him was constantly increasing.

He got kicked.

And when this fact flew out and the severe pain hit, he still couldn't figure out when he was kicked?

"Don't ask why the peak, overlooking the sky is not high! Jingu Liu, Bailong, see reference!"

The flat tone contained arrogance.

Bailong took a step forward.

The eyes of the students present did not show the initial contempt. Zhu Ze was one of the top five masters in the mad dog class, and he had received a supernatural inheritance, so he was defeated so easily.

The person who kicked the pavilion in front of him is by no means in vain.

Ishii raised his hand to catch the flying Zhuze, with no expression on his furry face, he said in a deep voice, "Mad dog flow from Wanshou Guild, Kinjiro Ishii."

"You step back."

The last sentence is to let the students get out of the way and make room for the hands-on.

Kirin Sijing and Robert retreated to the edge and knelt obediently, so as not to let people say that the Jingu Liu Club does not understand etiquette.

"Let me see the strength of the SS-rank monster."

"Beforehand, I'm the shikigami of the Ishii family, not a monster."

Ishii Kinjiro emphasized a sentence.

The wandering monsters look down on shikigami, and think that monsters who are willing to be shikigami are a disgrace to the monster clan.

As Shikigami monsters also look down on those wandering monsters, how could their group of beasts understand how deep the relationship between themselves and their masters is.

"Oh, sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

When Bailong moved his arms, his bones rattled like fried beans, "Come on."

Boom, Kinjiro Ishii squatted his legs, and a violent demonic aura suddenly erupted, as if an earthquake had occurred in the entire building.

The empty practice field was filled up instantly.

All students hold their breath.

There is no fixed move in Mad Dog Boxing, it is to turn everything in the body into a weapon to attack the enemy.

For ordinary people, they also need to rely on external objects.

Kinjiro Ishii doesn't need it, teeth and claws are his most powerful weapons.

The tall body leaped forward, one claw tore at the front door, and the other claw bent at the waist, defending against the white dragon's attack at any time.

If the attacking right paw was caught, it was when the canine fangs came into play, a lowered bite would be enough to break Bailong's shoulder.

Be more ruthless and directly bite off the head from the neck.

"You're not crazy either."

Bailong complained.

Jumping with both feet, the body is as light as a willow, and the right arm feigns to attack Kinjiro Ishii's ribs, attracting his left paw to block.

Then, the left foot was like a long thin needle.

A hole in Kinjiro Ishii's defense hits the center of the mouth.

Due to the competition, Bailong didn't kill him, but Kinjiro Ishii's heart stopped, and his upper body fell into a state of paralysis, as if there were small electric currents running around.

"Wow."

Kinjiro Ishii vomited blood.

Bailong retracted his legs to prevent his kung fu pants from getting dirty, and said, "Why don't you retreat?"

If the opponent retreats, he can take off a little bit of strength without causing serious injuries.

Ishii Kinjiro grinned, his blood-stained fangs were extremely ferocious, "It will back off, what kind of mad dog is it!"

"Okay, what a mad dog, use your instinct."

Bailong laughed cheerfully.

He just admired this heroic character.

(End of this chapter)