Chapter 337 Time Flies

After Sophia said it, she noticed some ambiguities in her words, but she didn't care. She just said calmly: "Aokiji has strong physical agility and strong core strength. I think he is very good in the field of Jiu-Jitsu." talented."

Judith, the physical trainer, immediately laughed when she heard this: "Didn't I just say that I won't rob people? I think Aokiji's physical strength is the problem. It's better to leave it to me to train him properly."

Daimon Goro said calmly, "His path is to stand, and you are not suitable for him."

"That's true. In terms of standing kickboxing, I think it's better for me to refine it." Edie Adams's voice left everyone speechless for a while.

Why are everyone, except those who teach Muay Thai, so interested in Aokiji?

Uesugi Toto secretly gritted his teeth and lowered his head. Looking at Aokiji from the corner of his eye, he felt angry and depressed at the same time. As the proud man in the neon youth fighting circle, when did he get so neglected? Pass?

Fortunately, Meng Cai didn't cast him, otherwise what would we all be like, supporting roles?

Uesugi Toto secretly calmed himself down, but Mengchai suddenly spoke at this moment and said in English with a heavy accent: "I think that since he has never learned Muay Thai, I will improve a lot."

His words sounded a bit patchwork, but when put together with words, Aokiji could understand the general meaning.

Mengchai believes that Aokiji is strong in standing fighting, but there are not many traces of Muay Thai training in his movements. It is better to let him lead him and make great progress.

Hey, I'm still a hot potato. Aokiji raised his head and looked around. Except for Yabuki who still had the same "elegant and easy-going" cold face, everyone else had a somewhat miserable expression.

Everyone is here for training. There are only five coaches in total. Some people are valued and others are ignored. No one wants to think that they will not make any progress in this month, but will regress.

Some players are even thinking about whether to discuss with the program team and invite their original coaching staff over.

Uesugi Toto's expression was even worse. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, his eyes were inevitably cold.

Aokiji.

Uesugi Toto took a deep breath and twisted his neck.

This is just the beginning! Uesugi Doto narrowed his eyes and made up his mind. No matter what, he couldn't just admit defeat here.

but--

time flies.

A few weeks passed like this. During this week, Tsukasa Aoki and Jo Yabuki were either first or second in all the trainings. But Uesugi Toto, unfortunately, he got the highest score in all the trainings. Got third place.

As the training came to an end, finally, two days before Christmas Eve, the players ushered in their last night in the Supernova House.

Aokiji was sitting in the living room, packing up his gifts. Matsuyama Iwa would come back to the base to pick him up early tomorrow morning, and then he would go directly to Tokyo to stay for one night, waiting for the semi-finals to start in Tokyo, which is the so-called Christmas war.

Yabuki Jo's salutes were much less than those of Aoki Tsukasa. He had packed up his things early and sat on the sofa in the living room, with his legs on the table and watching TV.

During this time, the two of them had long been accustomed to not speaking much to each other and doing their own things. Although they had little communication, they both felt quite comfortable with each other.

Moreover, during training, Tsukasa Aoki and Jo Yabuki were also the two most powerful in competing with each other. During this period of time, the two were both enemies and friends, and unexpectedly developed a somewhat strange friendship.

Even if they don't speak, they both feel that each other seems to be quite to their liking.

Aokiji snapped his bow together, put it aside, and sat on the sofa as well. On the TV, a boxing event was played.

He leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs in a relaxed manner, and took the initiative to speak to Yabuki Jo: "You are also going to Tokyo tomorrow, right?"

"Well, my coach will drive over in the morning." Yabuki Joe didn't even look back, focusing on the boxers in the match.

"Where do you live?" Aoki Si snuggled into the sofa comfortably and watched TV together.

"I don't know, he should be able to handle it." Yabuki took out a bottle of mineral water from the edge of the sofa, thought about it, and threw it to Aoki Tsukasa.

Aokiji took the mineral water and took a sip: "I don't know if I will run into you in the lottery tomorrow."

Yabuki didn't say anything for a while, but then he said a few words: "Very good."

"I really want to meet you again in the finals." Aokiji put the mineral water bottle on the coffee table and lay down again.

"Same." Yabuki said simply. He didn't always talk so little, and occasionally communicated normally. But he couldn't take his eyes away when he saw a boxing match.

Although he is now a mixed martial arts fighter, Aokiji can feel that he really likes boxing.

"Why are you participating in this competition?" Aokiji suddenly became curious. He was so interested in boxing, and he used to specialize in boxing. Why did he suddenly switch to mixed martial arts.

Yabuki held the mineral water bottle to his mouth and didn't drink it: "Because of money."

"Money?" Aokiji raised an eyebrow at him: "Two million?"

"Absolutely." Yabuki's eyes were lowered when he said this. Obviously, the money he was talking about was not just the two million.

Aokiji looked at him and vaguely guessed: Is it sponsored by the boxing gym behind him? For example, how much does it cost to win a game? Or maybe it's a bit darker and involves outside parties?

This guy can't fake his punches, can he?

Aokiji thought for a while, if he met Kishimoto Sho tomorrow and lost, it would indeed be a bit unpopular. After all, as this month's programs have been broadcast one after another, the current favorite to win the championship is no longer Uesugi Toto, but Aoki Tsukasa and Yabuki Jo.

This guy. Aokiji glanced at him and said briefly that he didn't want to delve too deeply into whether there was anything in it. He just wanted to have a real fight with this guy in the ring.

Only Yabuki Jo was regarded as his opponent by Aokiji.

"Are you short of money?" Aokiji's words made Yabuki frown slightly. He turned to look at Aokiji: "Are you short of money?"

Aokiji raised his head, looked at the ceiling and thought seriously for a while: "Rather than saying that I am short of money, I would rather say that I really want it. But even if I don't have the two million, I am confident that I can earn it myself."

"I'm different from you. Apart from boxing, I have nowhere to make money." Yabuki showed a rare smile: "I heard that you are good at studying?"

"Just so-so, that is, he is number one in the grade." Aokiji said half-jokingly, and the two of them laughed in unison.

After laughing for a while, Yabuki returned to his calm expression: "I want money."

"I don't want to worry about what to eat tomorrow." Yabuki finally put the mineral water bottle he was holding in front of his mouth, took a few sips, watched the boxing match on TV, and murmured: "And I I also like boxing.”

Thinking about his past experience of being sent to juvenile detention centers for fighting many times, Aokiji was silent for a moment: "I can't tell others, but I think you can."

"Oh?" Yabuki looked at Aokiji up and down: "Thank you."

Obviously, he didn't expect Aokiji to say such things. When Aokisi got along with them, he had always been like him, a little reticent, doing more and talking less.

"But when I meet you, I will win." Aokiji laughed at him, stood up, and walked to the bedroom with his suitcase.

Yabuki clicked his tongue, put the mineral water bottle on the table, and leaned lazily on the sofa: "There is everything in the dream."

"Life is like a dream, and dreams are like life. Thank you for your blessing." Aokiji resolved his words without leaving a trace. At the same time, he left a meaningful sentence: "Don't lose to others, you won't really be that good." Scrap it."

These words made Yabuki Joe fall into silence, and his expression was a little complicated.

He looked at the TV and sighed deeply. After hesitating for a long time, he picked up the mineral water bottle and drank it in one gulp. He took out his mobile phone, turned off the TV, and walked back to the bedroom.

If I had a choice, I would beat you so hard that your bald head would be full of teeth!

Yabuki took a deep look at Aokiji's door. Maybe in the future, the two of them would never have the opportunity to sit and chat quietly like they did today.

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PS: 2 is a little later. I thought about it for a long time and asked many readers. Most of them thought this plot was not interesting and decided to skip a plot, so it may seem a little abrupt, but it is harmless. I have reworked the outline, so today’s update is a bit late. The second update will take about half an hour to complete.