Chapter 27 Obsession with Antiques

He looked forward and saw that there was nothing wrong with Tifa, who was punching. The obsession with antiques should have nothing to do with her.

Kaxiu walked a few steps to the right and quickly glanced outside. He immediately found Phil and Milo standing not far from the entrance of the hall. "Could it be them?"

As if he had noticed Kaxiu's gaze, Milo and Phil turned their heads and pretended to watch the students on the right hitting the sandbag.

"Coach, is my action standard?" Tifa's voice came from the side, crisp and slightly hoarse.

Kaxiu turned his head and said, "Yes, but the range of motion should be a little larger, so that the muscle strength can be perfectly exerted."

"Is that so?" Tifa demonstrated it again.

"Well, not bad. You practice like this first, I'll go to the bathroom. Don't be lazy." Kaxiu left after giving instructions.

In the compartment on the left, only Tifa was practicing boxing.

As soon as he walked out of the compartment, Kaxiu felt the bitter taste in his mouth getting stronger. If compared with the wind ivory pendant sensed in the ruins, the bitterness is about one-tenth of that now.

But this is already clearly felt by the human body.

He took a few steps towards the door, and the bitterness became stronger. Kaxiu was sure that the two boys in front of him had obsession antiques.

In the corridor, Phil and Milo were a little nervous. Coach Levi came towards them, probably because he found them peeking.

Phil scratched his back and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Kaxiu, who was walking quickly, spoke first.

"Are you two here to learn boxing at the Gray Seal Martial Arts School?"

"Ah?" Phil was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, Coach Levi, I'm here to learn martial arts. I just saw you sparring with Coach Kosia, so I went to the front desk to make an appointment for a class tomorrow at 6pm. You are currently teaching Senior Sister Tifa from our school's fighting club, so I came to take a look..."

"So that's how it is." Kaxiu stood still: "Since they are all my students, why not come over and take a look and get familiar with them. See how your Senior Sister Tifa practices fighting?"

When Phil heard this, he naturally agreed happily. Milo next to him touched his arm and whispered.

"Phil, I don't have an appointment. How about I wait outside or go home directly?" Milo turned his head away.

"It's okay, go to the front desk later and I'll make an appointment for you the day after tomorrow. I'll also make an appointment for a few days later. Come and accompany me then. It's a bit embarrassing for me to be alone." Phil followed behind Kaxiu's back and whispered to Milo with his head down.

"Why should I, a kendo practitioner, learn fighting?" Milo's face was full of black lines: "You kid want to use me as a wingman, but I..."

"One month's dinner."

"You are really good at judging people!" Milo smiled instantly, and he stretched out his right hand and shook Phil's palm hard: "Deal!"

"These two guys are here to pick up girls..."

Kaxiu, who was walking in front, had sharp hearing. Although Phil and Milo spoke in a low voice, he still basically heard everything.

Ten minutes later, on the left side of the hall.

The evening sunlight turned into yellow light blocks, shining on the ground in a grid shape through the window glass, and two shadows, one tall and one short, gradually lengthened. In the corner, two teenagers were sitting cross-legged.

"I told you yesterday that fighting within the rules should not go beyond the framework. You come here to improve your basics, not to learn a useful skill in a short time like others. As long as the basics are laid, the follow-up will be a natural process."

Kaxiu glanced out the window. He has made up a lot of modern fighting knowledge in the past ten days, plus the double training memory in his mind. There is no problem teaching a non-professional student.

"But I can demonstrate the burst technique first."

He looked at Tifa opposite and said, "Hit me."

"Yes." Tifa immediately posed a basic fighting posture, with her feet separated one in front and one behind, which is the most suitable for exerting force.

She took a deep breath and rushed over at once.

With a twist of her waist and shoulders, her arm hit Kaxiu's right shoulder directly. The speed of this punch was not slow, at least Firmiro did not see it clearly.

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly flashed in the air.

"Ah!"

Tifa cried out in pain, her eyebrows knitted. She stepped back four or five steps in succession, pressing her left shoulder quickly with her right hand.

Waves of tingling sensations spread from the joints to her mind.

She looked up at the opposite side.

Coach Levi was still standing there, with one arm sticking out in the air at some point, his five fingers together in a pointed cone.

It was this fingertip that pecked her joint just now.

"When did Coach Levi punch?" Tifa thought about the scene just now, and there was no sign of the punching action.

"So powerful..." Phil, who was sitting in the corner, glanced back and forth and sniffed. He remembered his original intention of coming to the Gray Seal Martial Arts School: to learn burst skills and enhance fighting ability.

In the following time, Kashu taught, Tifa learned, and Phil Milo watched. The sky outside gradually darkened.

Edelweiss Middle School was dismissed at 3:30 in the afternoon, and students had plenty of time for club activities. It was now past five in the afternoon, the clouds were red and the sunset was gradually falling towards the horizon.

"Huff...Huff...Huff..."

Tifa panted heavily, her bulging chest rising and falling rapidly. Fighting movements consume a lot of physical energy.

"Okay, let's stop here for today." Kaxiu opened the window, glanced at Phil and Milo who were staring at him in the corner, and then asked, "Have you had dinner?"

"No." Tifa wiped the sweat from her snow-white collar.

"No." Phil raised his head and said decisively.

"? Then what did we eat just now?" Milo's eyes widened, he turned back to look at Phil, and Phil also turned back to look at him. Milo coughed twice: "No."

"Okay, then I'll treat you, let's go."

After a dinner, Kaxiu learned some information about Milo and Phil, and their relationship became much more familiar. Mainly because of Tifa's presence, Phil seemed particularly straightforward. Some words Kaxiu started and Phil continued to say them all.

At this point, Kaxiu was sure that the person with the antique-obsessed aura was Phil. His brother Matthew had collected a batch of antiques not long ago and gave Phil a purple wood cane to play with.

This was also the only antique Phil had come into contact with recently.

I don't know if it was to show off or to show generosity.

After Kaxiu stated that he was an antique lover and tried to ask "Can you let me see the cane?" Phil actually said that he would bring the cane to Kaxiu tomorrow and said that he would make an appointment for a month's course.

Was it to pick up girls? Or did the fighting skills just now really attract him? Want to show sincerity and then become a disciple?

Kaxiu had no way of knowing this.

But someone directly delivered the obsession antique to his door, of course he wanted it, and any intention was secondary.

"Okay, thank you for your help, Phil."

Thanks to Zhizhildk for the 600-point reward, 20200301080444309 for the 100-point reward, Jiumengxian for the 300-point reward, I really can't think of a good name for the 200-point reward, and Yanhuayilengyuli for the 100-point reward.

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