There was a black-bodied evil tiger, accompanied by this punch, pounced forward from the young man's thin body, and was about to press him under him and bite his fragile neck.

This 1.9-meter-old martial artist unconsciously took two steps back.

When he came to his senses, Ashiya Ryo stood in front of him again, his eyes clear and sweat shining on his cheeks.

"Give up!"

Goto Takeshi lowered his head, looked at his hands lost, and said frankly.

"I lost."

The crowd around was stunned.

Those who have just started out just simply think that "they move so fast", "so handsome!" "I want to be the same as them."

Someone with a little bit of level, such as another instructor and Gotoiyama, looked at each other tacitly and swallowed together.

Especially Gotoiyama, a huge wave was stirred up in his heart.

Among those present, no one knew his father's strength better than him.

The former Goto Takeshi was a martial artist who was ranked among the top three in the Kanto region, and he had experienced visiting 20 martial arts clubs in succession, without any defeat.

But now, it is really because of a high school student who took two steps back?
Chapter completed!