Charlie’s words let Nanako Ito understand that she had never been a qualified martial artist.
Even though I have ever won a world championship, even if I have been a top young master in the world, I still don’t understand the soul of martial arts.
Seeing her crying with pear blossoms and rain, the whole person almost collapsed, Charlie couldn’t help but sighed and said: “Excuse me, what I said just now is a bit heavier, but I hope you can understand what the real martial arts soul is! “
Nanako Ito raised her head, and stared at Charlie with big red eyes. She knelt on the ground with her legs bent and said with tears: “Nanako also asks Mr. Wade to make it clear, and ask Mr. Wade to order it!”
Charlie didn’t stretch out his hand to help her, but said seriously: “The soul of martial arts is not in the level of strength, but the strength of the heart!”
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