"You're still awake?"
Fujima Shinichi squatted in front of Jinguji Takeshi, his face full of surprise. Seeing Takeshi wake up, he didn't rush to send Takeshi to the hospital, but laid Takeshi flat on the tatami and asked with concern:
"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"Do you feel dizzy? Or do you feel like vomiting?"
Shinichi Fujima asked as he checked Takeshi's body. He had been competing in competitions for many years and had encountered many people who had internal injuries from his falls, so he had also developed the skills of physical examination.
"No, it just hurts a little."
Wudao propped himself up on the ground and sat up straight, twisting his neck and grimacing. When Fujima Shinichi saw this, his eyes suddenly shrank. He knew his own strength very well. Wudao had taken a throw from him when he was extremely angry, but he could still sit up like nothing happened
Shinichi Fujima said nothing, but silently observed the martial arts.
"Yeah! He's pretty handsome, just a little bit worse than when I was young."
"I am a little thin and lack exercise."
"But he's very resistant to blows, and is indeed a good material for martial arts training."
Fujima Shinichi secretly evaluated in his heart. At the same time, Jinguji Takeshi, who was sitting on the ground, was also observing Fujima Shinichi. Takeshi had just learned how strong the middle-aged man in front of him was through the system, but data was only data after all. The real strength displayed by this man was what surprised Takeshi the most.
He had tried his best to dodge just now, but the opponent still caught him in an instant and threw him out like a chicken. The terrifying force made Wudao unable to resist at all. At this time, Wudao looked at Fujima Shinichi from a close distance and saw the strong muscles under Fujima Shinichi's loose judo uniform.
With a height of 188cm and a weight of 88kg, he should have a fat body, but the man in front of him is full of muscles. You can imagine how terrifying his strength is.
Since Wu Dao's martial arts, the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt were upgraded, the punches of street thugs didn't hurt him at all, but the fall of the middle-aged man just now made Wu Dao feel the pain as if his whole body was falling apart. The strength of this middle-aged man in front of him was not in the same dimension as that of ordinary people.
"If I had this much muscle, wouldn't I be able to kill a pig when playing junior high or high school basketball? Who the hell can stop me?"
"A man with an inverted triangle body like Maki Shinichi only weighs around 80kg. If I were to face him, I could crush him to death!"
Thinking of this, Wu Dao's eyes lit up slightly when he looked at Fujima Shinichi.
"Oh! This kid is looking at me with longing in his eyes."
"Are you impressed by my superb judo skills?"
When martial arts eyes fell into Shinichi Fujima's eyes, they were full of desire for power. Shinichi Fujima has always liked this kind of boy who loves judo from the bottom of his heart.
"Boy, you are in very good physical condition. You are a good material for practicing judo."
"How about coming to my place to practice judo?"
Fujima Shinichi asked enthusiastically, his attitude towards Budou had changed 180 degrees. His daughter Fujima Takako also did not speak, and now she was looking at Budou and Shinichi who were talking with a smile.
"Of course, if you are willing to teach me, I am very willing to learn."
"It's just..."
At this point, Wu Dao hesitated.
"What's wrong?" Fujima Shinichi asked with concern.
"I joined the basketball club at school. Club training usually lasts until five or six in the evening. We also have training on Saturdays and Sundays. The only time I can learn judo is in the evening."
"And I won't hide it from you. Although I am very interested in judo, basketball is my dream. I want to make achievements on the court."
Budou did not hide anything and told Fujima Shinichi about his situation.
"Basketball? What is that?" Fujima Shinichi obviously didn't know what a basketball was, and turned to look at his daughter with a puzzled look on his face. Fujima Takako shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know either, and then both of them focused their attention on Wudao.
"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, and there's a ball."
Wudao explained casually, and Fujima Shinichi showed an expression that said, "I see."
"That doesn't matter. If it's a confrontational sport, it also requires physical training, right?"
"Judo actually requires physical fitness, strength, speed, and skills. All competitive sports require these."
"You can come to me to practice judo techniques after club training."
"In the final analysis, judo still depends on talent. If you have talent, you can learn the techniques very quickly. The rest is to keep fighting to gain experience while maintaining your physical strength and proficiency in techniques."
"Even for a top player like me, most of the time is spent on physical training, with only two or three hours spent on skills or actual combat training."
Fujima Shinichi does not have any different opinions about martial arts just because he joined other clubs. His own daughter Fujima Takako only learns judo as a side job, and Takako spends more time studying cultural courses and learning some musical instruments.
As for training Budo to become a professional judo player? Sorry, Budo hasn't shown enough talent yet. Fujima Shinichi is just interested in Budo and plans to let Budo practice for a while.
"So you agree?" Wudao was immediately happy when he heard Fujima Shinichi's words. He had always thought that a strong man like Fujima Shinichi would have very high requirements for his students, and the students he accepted must have plenty of time to practice judo. His own situation would not meet the other party's requirements.
But unexpectedly, Shinichi Fujima agreed so easily
"Then... how much is the tuition?" Wudao asked about the tuition, and at the same time, he made up his mind that as long as the fee was not excessive, he would come to learn. He really wanted Fujima Shinichi's terrifying tendon meat!
"Oh, tuition fees!" Fujima Shinichi hesitated for a moment and continued:
"How about this, I provide a dinner here for 500,000 per year."
"You can go home and discuss it. If there is no problem, come and study."
Fujima Shinichi's tuition is actually quite high. 500,000 yuan is equivalent to one and a half months of family income of the middle class in that era. In 1990, the average annual income in Japan was 4.25 million yuan. You can imagine what this tuition fee is. In this country, the proportion of full-time mothers is quite high, and most families actually earn around 4 million yuan a year.
After deducting expenses, there is very little surplus at the end of the year, and in Japan at this time, the number of people who can be called middle class would not exceed 20% nationwide.
There is a threshold for learning judo by Shinichi Fujima, but compared with the conditions provided by Shinichi Fujima, it does not seem that high. Not to mention that Shinichi Fujima himself is a master in this field, the martial arts system has already told him this clearly. Martial arts will not be so foolish as to think that two S-level ratings can be found everywhere.
The learning environment here at Fujima Shinichi alone is something that most dojos don't have. Apart from anything else, just this courtyard-like house is something that many dojos can't compare to.
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 such a long period of rest, Wu Dao's pain had eased a lot. Having made up his mind, he stood up from the tatami and asked.
"Hehe, my name is Fujima Shinichi, you can just call me teacher from now on."
"Have you had dinner yet? Why don't you eat at my place? Take a look at the food in advance so you can have a better idea of what to eat!"
Fujima Shinichi said with a smile.
Wu Dao was about to refuse, but his stomach started to growl. Fujima Shinichi smiled and patted Wu Dao's shoulder, saying, "You're welcome, let's eat together."
"If your family is worried, you can call them. I have a phone here."
Fujima Shinichi had said this, and Wudao did not refuse. Then, under the guidance of Fujima Takako, he went to the living room and called home, and also told his mother who answered the phone that he wanted to learn judo here.
Jinguji Koukori on the other end of the phone seemed to have heard of Fujima Shinichi's name. When she heard that Takeshi wanted to learn judo from him, she agreed immediately when faced with the tuition fee of 500,000 yuan. She even told Takeshi on the phone that she would come here to visit with him tomorrow.
After hanging up the phone, Wudao couldn't help but feel a little confused. The enthusiastic attitude and tone of Jinguji Xiangxiang on the other end of the phone made Wudao confused.
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