"You're actually still awake?"
Fujima Shinichi squatted in front of Jinguji Budo, his face full of surprise. Seeing that Wu Dao woke up, he stopped rushing to take Wu Dao to the hospital. Instead, he laid Wu Dao flat on the tatami and asked with concern:
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Do you feel dizzy? Or do you feel like vomiting?"
Fujima Shinichi asked while checking Budo's body. He has been playing competitions for who knows how many years. He has also encountered many people who were injured internally by him, so he has also practiced some physical examination skills.
"No, it just hurts a little."
Wu Dao sat upright with his support on the ground, twisted his neck, and bared his teeth. When Shinichi Fujima saw this scene, his pupils shrank suddenly. He knew his own power quite well. But in martial arts, when he was extremely angry, he had eaten one of his throwing skills, so he could still act like a normal person. sit up?
Fujima Shinichi said nothing and silently observed the martial arts.
"Yeah! He looks pretty handsome, just a little bit worse than when I was young."
"My body is a little thin and I lack exercise."
"But it's very resistant to beatings. It's indeed a good material for martial arts training."
Shinichi Fujima commented secretly in his heart. At the same time, Jinguji Budo, who was sitting on the ground, was also observing Shinichi Fujima. Wu Dao had just learned through the system how strong the middle-aged man in front of him was, but data was just data after all. The real strength displayed by this man was what surprised Wu Dao the most.
He had tried his best to avoid it just now, but the opponent still caught him in an instant and threw him out like a little chicken. That terrifying power made it impossible for Budo to resist. At this moment, looking at Shinichi Fujima from a close distance, Budo could clearly see the strong muscles under Shinichi Fujima's loose judo uniform.
He is 188cm tall and weighs 88kg. He should have a body like a fat man, but the man in front of him is full of muscles. You can imagine how terrifying the strength of the other party is.
Since the martial arts of martial arts and the upgrade of the Golden Bell Iron Cloth Shirt, the fists of street gangsters on his body didn't hurt at all, but the fall of this middle-aged man just now made the martial arts feel all over his body. Disintegrating pain. The strength of the middle-aged man in front of him is not at all the same as that of ordinary people.
"If I had a body like this, wouldn't it be better for me to play junior high school and high school basketball? Who the hell can stop me?"
"Mu Shenyi's inverted triangle figure is only about 80kg. If I were to face him, I could crush him to death!"
Thinking of this, Budao's eyes brightened slightly when he looked at Shinichi Fujima.
"Oh! This boy looks at me with eyes full of longing."
"You are impressed by my superb judo skills!"
When Budo's eyes fell on Shinichi Fujima's eyes, he was full of desire for power. Shinichi Fujima had always liked this kind of boy who loved judo from the bottom of his heart.
"Boy, your physical condition is very good. You are a good material for practicing judo."
"How about coming to my place and practicing judo?"
Fujima Shinichi asked enthusiastically, his attitude towards martial arts has changed 180 degrees. And his daughter Fujima Takako didn't say anything. She looked at Budo and Shinichi who were talking with a smile.
"Of course, if you are willing to teach me, I am very willing to learn."
"only...."
Speaking of this, Wu Dao hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Shinichi Fujima asked with concern.
"I joined the basketball club at school. Club training usually lasts until five or six o'clock in the evening. There are also trainings on Saturdays and Sundays. The only time I can learn judo is at night."
"And to tell you the truth, although I am very interested in judo, basketball is my dream and I want to make a difference on the court."
Budo did not hide anything and told Shinichi Fujima about his situation.
"Basketball? What is that?" Fujima Shinichi obviously didn't know what basketball was. His face was full of doubts, and he turned to look at his daughter. Fujima Takako shook his head slightly, saying that he didn't know, and then both of their eyes focused on Martial Arts.
"It's a competitive sport, a confrontational sport. It's similar to judo, but judo is one-on-one, while basketball is five-on-five, with a ball."
Budo explained casually, and Shinichi Fujima showed an expression like that.
"It doesn't matter. If it's a confrontation sport, it also requires physical training, right?"
"Judo actually requires physical fitness, strength, speed, and skills. All competitive sports cannot escape these."
"You can come to my place to practice your judo skills after the club training is over."
"Ultimately, Judo still depends on talent. If you have talent, you will learn the techniques very quickly. All that's left is to keep fighting to accumulate experience while maintaining physical strength and skill proficiency. "
"Even a top player like me spends most of his time on physical training, and only two or three hours are spent on skills or actual combat training."
Shinichi Fujima does not have any other opinions about martial arts because he joins other clubs. His own daughter Fujima Takako only learned judo incidentally. Takako spent more time studying cultural classes and learning some musical instruments.
As for cultivating martial arts into professional judo players? Sorry, the current martial arts has not shown enough talent. Fujima Shinichi was only interested in martial arts and planned to practice martial arts for a while.
"Then you agreed?" Budo suddenly became happy after hearing what Shinichi Fujima said. He had always thought that a strong man like Shinichi Fujima would have very high requirements for his students, and the students he accepted must have a lot of time to practice. judo. Your own situation may not meet the other party's requirements.
But I didn't expect that Shinichi Fujima would agree so easily?
"Then...this...the tuition is?" Martial Arts asked about the tuition, and at the same time he made up his mind to study as long as the fee is not excessive. He really wants that terrifying tendon meat of Shinichi Fujima!
"Oh, tuition fees!" Shinichi Fujima pondered for a moment and continued:
"Let's do this. I'll provide one dinner here, and it'll cost 500,000 doors a year."
"You can go home and discuss it. If there is no problem, come and study."
Fujima Shinichi's tuition is actually quite high if you want to say it is high. Five hundred thousand is equivalent to one and a half months' family income of the middle class in this era. In 1990, the average annual income in Japan was NT$4.25 million. You can imagine what the level of tuition fees was. In this country, the proportion of stay-at-home mothers is quite high, and the annual income of most families is actually about NT$4 million.
After excluding expenses and other expenses, the balance after a year is very small. In this era, Japan can be called a middle class, and the total of the country does not exceed 20%.
There is a threshold for Shinichi Fujima to learn judo, but compared with the conditions provided by Shinichi Fujima, they are not that high. Not to mention that Shinichi Fujima himself is a master in this. The martial arts system has already made this clear. Tell him, Budo is not so stupid as to think that two S-class ratings can be found everywhere.
Simply speaking, the learning environment here at Shinichi Fujima is something that most gyms do not have. Not to mention anything else, just this courtyard-like house is incomparable to many gyms.
Of course, the most important thing is that the tuition fee of 500,000 yuan may be a big burden for other families, but for his family...
It's drizzling.
"My name is Jinguji Budo, and I am willing to come here to learn judo."
"What's your name?"
After relieving himself for such a long time, the pain in Martial Arts' body had improved a lot. Having made up his mind, he stood up from the tatami and asked.
"Haha, my name is Shinichi Fujima, you can just call me teacher from now on."
"Have you had dinner? Why don't you eat at my place? You can check the food in advance so you can feel confident!"
Fujima Shinichi said with a smile.
Just as Wu Dao was about to refuse, his stomach growled. Fujima Shinichi smiled and patted Budo on the shoulder and said: "You're welcome, let's eat together."
"If your family is worried, you can call home. I have a phone here."
Fujima Shin kept saying that he was accepted for the job, and Martial Arts did not refuse. Then, under the leadership of Fujima Takako, he went to the living room and called home. At the same time, he also told his mother who answered the phone that he wanted to learn judo here.
Jinguji Xiangli on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard of Fujima Shinichi's name. When he heard that Budo wanted to learn judo from him, he agreed in one fell swoop in the face of the tuition fee of 500,000 yuan, and even explained to Budo on the phone that tomorrow I want to visit here with Budo.
After hanging up the phone, Budao couldn't help but feel a little confused. Jinguji Xiangxiang's enthusiastic attitude and tone on the other end of the phone made Budao confused.
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