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Chapter 289(1/2)

Tuesday, December 15.

Sirona's itinerary was in a hurry.

The next morning, I was going to rush to the league again.

Although he was a little disappointed, Teacher Lu quickly calmed down.

Like a dancing swan gently swiping across the water, or the ripples of Minas rippling in the lake.

Because they are rare and beautiful, they are increasingly aroused by trainers' submission and pursuit.

That being said.

Teacher Lu’s primary goal is to make small goals.

"I still have to continue to attend classes."

Lu Ye turned over and rode on the Fengsu Dog, patting its head.

"Let's go, go to Yuhong Academy!"

"Aowu 0 convex"

"Damn, I didn't let you use your speed!!"

...

With her flowing hairstyle, Teacher Lu started today's lecture.

In principle, Lu Ye is currently a teacher at Yuhong Academy.

Although the teaching class has been completed this semester.

But many students are still reluctant to part with their courses.

"Teacher Lu, give me another UR... No, you can teach a few more classes!"

"We can add an indiscriminate battle drill class next year!"

"Teacher Lu, look at the old man in the training room, let you go there!"

Lu Ye showed a faint smile and calmly dispersed the students.

I shouted in my heart that something was wrong.

It's broken, I'm afraid I'll lose my salary this month again!

Lu Ye came to the training room anxiously, but saw that the equipment was safe and sound, and a confused look appeared on his face.

Erha and Geng Gui didn’t do anything today?

"That's right, my granddaughter's house is about to be renovated recently."

The old man smiled and said, "I heard that you know more about this...so I want to ask you about it."

Lu Ye's expression suddenly became extremely complicated.

He actually said he is very familiar with my decoration team?

Damn it, there is no way to refute it!

...

During lunch break.

The little guys waved their hands at Lu Ye, preparing to form a group to brush the dungeon of the Fighting Gym today.

Lu Ye is no longer surprised by this scene.

Some are just deeply guilty about the Karate King...

"I forgot to ask his name last time."

In Lu Ye's mind, the owner of the Golden City Fighting Hall who was killed by Nazi appeared, and his mood was subtle:

"He doesn't...really called 'king', right?"

In terms of configuration, the Mixed Onion Ranger also joined the team.

The top single ‘scallion pancake’ is connected!

I have to give it a meal.

But with teammates helping C, it is also OK to obey the game off the court.

"It's really similar to me in all senses!"

Lu Ye nodded with emotion and smiled:

"I'm waiting for you to be the mascot in the live broadcast room tonight, come back early!"

"GaOO"

"Yes, you're the ones you said!"

The onion wanderer leaned against the scallion and sighed deeply.

Apart from worrying about being eaten every day.

It actually has to act as a mascot in the live broadcast room

The ducks are tired, the ducks are really tired...

...

Golden City, Fighting Gym.

The former glorious dojo was in a slump because he lost to the super-powered genius Nazi.

Just below a beam of top light.

The middle-aged man in a karate suit had a serious expression.

I, the Karate King, have a dream.

That is to become the fighting king of the Guandu Alliance and regain the reputation of the Gangguan!

With a sarcastic sound, Wu De tightened his belt and flames moved in his eyes.

"It's time for the owner to be trance every day." An apprentice whispered beside him.

"I know, this expression is the same when I daydreaming!"

"Cough!" Wu De didn't say anything, pretending to be a master, carrying his hands on his back.

After a long time, he said slowly:

"Is there anyone who came to challenge today?"

"Since you lost to Miss Caidou last time, she seems to be no longer interested in our temple."

The apprentice sighed: "Also, because the opening of the interest class next door is extremely popular, do we already have a lot of students..."

"Well!" Wu De held his mouthful of old blood in his throat.

He knew about the situation next door.

Geng Gui of Teacher Lu is the coach. It is both novel and interesting, and many enthusiasts come here to see it.

In contrast, the fighting hall is much more desolate.

Apart from adding glamorous resume to those challengers... it seems that there is no other purpose.

"Let's close today." Wu De sighed, as if he had grown much older suddenly.

"Kuan, owner!" Another apprentice ran in excitedly, "There is a challenger!"

"Who is it?" Wu De's eyes shined.

"It's the fairy Ibrahimovic from last time again... and a bunch of villains!"

Wu De was stunned for a moment, pushed open the gate of the gym and looked outside.

The fairy Ibrahimovic, who led the eldest brother, walked ahead, and the ribbon swayed in the wind.

Geng Gui was wearing sunglasses and floating in the air with a grim smile.

Johnny Turtle and Onion Goal also wore sunglasses, looking cold.

The cute Pokbe sat on the back of the ferocious Fengsu Dog, clapping his hands happily.

"Chaji Duyi"

Wu De swallowed hard.

This day.

Except for the owner of Tang Hui, who is far away in the Demon City.

The dream is to become the fighting king.

I also realized the fear of being dominated by the fairy Ibrahimovic!

...
To be continued...
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