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 to 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 Defense Forces?"
"Not yet," Nakajima Yoko chuckled, "Anyway, you are free, go and 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, actually I'm 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?
It¡¯s not too much to ask him to have a cup of milk tea after running some errands, right?
¡°That¡¯s it, please!¡±
Nakajima Yoko patted Natsukawa Haruki on the shoulder and entered the locker 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 strips 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 a 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, Xia Chuan Yaohui sighed and headed to the commercial street.
Because it is 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 it was limited.
"No way?"
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The southern dojo.
Training room.
Natsuki quietly looked at Yoko Nakajima who was waiting cautiously on the opposite side.
Some images of Mohu¡¯s future reached Natsuki¡¯s mind through the figure of Yoko Nakajima¡¯s training suit.
It¡¯s prediction again.
Predictions during this period were obviously much more frequent.
I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because of the increase in strength or the increase in the bond value between Natsukawa Haruki.
In the future he saw, Yoko Nakajima became a key link in connecting hope, and in the end, she and everyone in the armory passed on power to Natsukawa Haruki and Zeta.
It seems that Yoko Nakajima should be the heroine in the original drama.
But Natsu Chuan Yaohui 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?
"Director?"
Nakajima Yoko felt uncomfortable, so she moved her steps and shouted to Natsuki.
"Can we start? I'm going to do it!"
"Hoo!"
Natsuki raised his hand to block Nakajima Yoko's flip kick, slightly avoided her footsteps, and caught Nakajima Yoko's support point with one blow and threw her away.
"Whoops!"
Before Nakajima Yoko could react too much, Natsuki's fist appeared in front of him the next moment.
With the strong energy hitting her face, Nakajima Yoko's figure instantly became stiff and unable to move.
"There are too many redundant moves," Natsuki reminded with his fist closed, "Fighting is not a performance, and it is useless no matter how beautiful the fight is. No matter what style of moves, the key is to be fast, accurate and ruthless."
"ah?"
Nakajima Yoko was stunned for a moment, then stood up in surprise.
This is the first time that Natsuki is willing to teach him in actual combat. When has he not verbally arranged for Yaohui to be trained before?
"yes!"
"Come again."
Xia Shu¡¯s eyes were calm.
In Haruki¡¯s eyes, Nakajima Yoko may be a senior, 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.
"Snapped!"
"Goodbye"??. "
"No, the curator is too awesome."
After falling down several times in a row, Nakajima Yoko cried with sadness and felt severely hit.
This is not training, this is abuse.
"The cosmic boxing techniquecould it be that the curator learned the boxing technique 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.
"The 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 looked up, she found that Natsuki had disappeared, so she could only whisper to herself.
Why does it sound like you are being asked to do so?
"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 his senses and rolled up his 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 posed to compete with Nakajima Yoko.
He defeated Yoko Nakajima in fighting, but he never won in arm wrestling, although he came close several times.
"Go!"
Looking at the smile on Nakajima Yoko's lips, Natsukawa Haruki once again tried his best and was about to succeed, but before he could be happy, Nakajima Yoko reversed the situation in an instant.
From heaven to hell in one fell swoop.
"boom!"
"Okay, I win!" Nakajima Yoko let go of his hand and smiled, reaching out to Natsukawa Haruki for money and said, "Take away the 1,500 yen for the milk tea and give me another 500 yen."
"ha?"
"What are you talking about? Did you forget that you have to pay for every arm wrestling match?"
"why is it like this?"
Natsukawa Haruki reluctantly took out a 500 yen coin.
Why did he not only have no milk tea to drink after running errands so hard, but also had to pay for it himself?
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The Japanese branch of the Earth Defense Force, the first special airborne mecha group.
The original armory base.
It was less than a day after the news at the press conference spread, and the base flag and related signs were changed almost immediately.
Most of the original armory members were expelled and put on standby, and only a few stayed because they joined the new team.
Jagula sneaked into the base disguised as a delivery boy, snorted coldly when he saw this, and sneaked into the base workshop with a look of displeasure on his face.
The place where Wuyingdam was originally fixed has been replaced by a new mecha, and the oppressive wild atmosphere made Jia Gula's child hole shrink.
Mecha Lucifer
Although he saw the pictures at the press conference, he still did not expect that the National Defense Forces had actually developed this thing.