"Hoo ho!"

training room.

Natsukawa Yaohui fell on the floor sweating profusely, his chest heaving and panting, his mind filled with every detail after joining the armory.

Although as a newcomer it is inevitable that I will be bullied, but generally I still accept the care of my seniors.

"I don't know what the captain and the others are doing now..."

"Hey, Yaohui!"

Nakajima Yoko suddenly shouted outside.

"Can I trouble you with something?"

"Yoko-senpai?"

Xia Chuan Yaohui struggled to get up and said in surprise.

"Is there any news from the National Guard?"

"Not yet," Nakajima Yoko chuckled, "You are free anyway, go buy me two pearl milk teas, and if possible, bring two desserts. I am too embarrassed to queue up..."

"milk tea?"

Xia Chuan Yaohui said happily.

"Senior wants to treat me to milk tea, but I've never had it before."

"Well, I'm actually asking the curator. I want to take this opportunity to train," Nakajima Yoko said slightly embarrassed, "If you want to drink, you can sell it yourself."

"I……"

Xia Chuan Yaohui's face turned bitter.

Can't you just make him happy?

After all, it’s not too much to ask him for a cup of milk tea after running some errands, right?

"That's it, please!"

Yoko Nakajima patted Natsukawa Haruki on the shoulder and entered the dressing room to change with anticipation.

Seeing this, Xia Chuan Yaohui had no choice but to put on his clothes and go out.

Traces of the big explosion that occurred in the city center last month can still be seen in the distance, and the blockade tape picked up by the defense forces can also be seen from the dojo.

Those guys clearly didn't find a way to control dimensional energy, but they showed off their new special aircraft at the press conference and said they had power beyond Ultra Warriors.

"Why did it become like this?"

After standing there for a while, Natsukawa Yaohui sighed and headed to the commercial street.

Because it was the latest Internet celebrity bubble milk tea, there was indeed a long queue at the scene. It took me a long time to successfully buy two cups. When I wanted to buy another cup, I was told that the limit was limited.

"No way?"

…

Chengnan Dojo.

training room.

Natsuki quietly looked at Yoko Nakajima who was waiting cautiously on the other side.

Some images of Mohu's future were transmitted to Natsuki's mind through the figure of Yoko Nakajima in her training suit.

Another prediction.

Predictions were obviously much more frequent during this period.

I don’t know if it’s because of the increased strength or the increased bond value between Natsukawa Haruki.

In the future he saw, Nakajima Yoko became a key link in the chain of hope, and finally, together with everyone in the armory, passed the power to Natsukawa Haruki and Zeta.

It seems that Yoko Nakajima should be the heroine in the original drama.

But Natsukawa Haruki is completely silent now. All he sees is fighting and training, and there is no woman at all.

Could it be that he led me astray?

"curator?"

Nakajima Yoko felt uncomfortable, so she moved her steps and shouted to Natsuki.

"Can we start? I'm going to do it!"

"call!"

Natsuki raised her hand to block Nakajima Yoko's flip kick, slightly avoided her footsteps, and caught Nakajima Yoko's support point with one blow, throwing her away.

"Whoosh!"

Before Nakajima Yoko could react too much, Natsuki's fist appeared in front of him the next moment.

As the energy hit her face, Nakajima Yoko's figure instantly became stiff and unable to move.

"There are too many redundant moves," Natsuki reminded as he closed his fist, "Fighting is not a performance, no matter how beautiful the fight is, it is useless. No matter what style of moves, the key is to be fast, accurate and ruthless."

"ah?"

Yoko Nakajima was stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise.

This was the first time that Natsuki was willing to teach him in actual combat. When had he not verbally arranged for Haruki to train before?

"yes!"

"Come again."

Xia Shu's eyes were calm.

Nakajima Yoko may be a senior in Haruki's eyes, but in his eyes she is no different from a little girl.

Even without any skills, just relying on strength, he is no longer on the same dimension as the opponent.

"Crack!"

"Come again."

"No, the curator is too awesome."

After falling down several times in a row, Nakajima Yoko cried with sadness and felt deeply shocked.

This is not training, this is abuse.

"Cosmic boxing... Could it be that the curator learned the boxing skills from aliens? He is simply not human."

"That's it for today."

Natsuki didn't respond. When he turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly paused and took out a card of light from his pocket and handed it to Nakajima Yoko.

"Moves have limits, but people don't. What matters in the end is will. I hope this amulet can help you in the future."

"Is this an amulet?"

Nakajima Yoko took the card in confusion and couldn't figure out the reason after repeated observations.

Natsuki closed his eyes and said: "If necessary, you can use this amulet. Yaohui will trouble you in the future."

"Use? How to use?"

Nakajima Yoko wanted to ask again, but when she raised her head, she found that Natsuki had disappeared, so she could only whisper to herself.

Why does it sound like Tuogu?

"Yoko-senpai!"

Natsukawa Haruki ran back to the dojo in anger and shouted quickly when he saw Nakajima Yoko in a daze in the training room.

"I bought milk tea and snacks, hoohoo, a total of 1,500 yen..."

"Yaohui."

Nakajima Yoko came back to her senses and rolled up her sleeves.

"Let's arm wrestle!"

"Ah? Why arm wrestling?" Xia Chuan Yaohui was confused.

"If you win, I'll treat you to milk tea."

"Oh!"

In the dojo hall, Natsukawa Haruki clapped his hands and straightened his posture to compete with Nakajima Yoko.

He defeated Yoko Nakajima in fighting, but he never won in arm wrestling, although he came close several times.

"Come on!"

Seeing the smile on Nakajima Yoko's lips, Natsukawa Haruki tried his best again and was about to succeed, but before he could be happy, Nakajima Yoko reversed the situation in an instant.

I went from heaven to hell in one fell swoop.

"Bang!"
To be continued...