Comprehensive Comics: The Demon King From Another World Returns To Daily Life!

It's past three o'clock.

The sun shows no sign of setting, but Sobu High has already ushered in the end of school.

Those who have a club join a club, and those who don’t have a club go back to their own homes.

Xiaomi, Fulilian and Tsukuyomi had already left together. As usual, Lu Chuan would go to cram school from time to time, so although he went to school with Xiaomi every day, he never went back together at night.

Lu Chuan had already explained this before Fulilian went to school.

But if it were to happen again, Lu Chuan himself would naturally not go to Na Laozi's cram school again.

He is waiting for his reward. Ayazawa Misaki has promised to be responsible for his two meals today. The lunch meal has been completed, but there is still one dinner left. What he promised must be done, but he must do it. .

But from this point of view, Lu Chuan was like this when he was in the demon world. As long as it came out of his mouth, he would take it off even if it asked for the stars and moon in the sky.

"There's still one hour." Looking at the time on his phone, he saw that it was 3:30 in the afternoon and the student union activities would end at 4:30. During this period, Lu Chuan, who had no club activities, needed to kill time by himself in school.

Although for him, with a little extrapolation of magic, it was over.

But judging from his strength, he couldn't get anything useful at all in such a short period of time. The last topic he studied in the demon world was a solidifying magic mechanism of rubbing the gods with hands.

The God Realm has four levels of gods: supreme, upper, middle and lower. Those below the god level are classified as the apostle level.

Apostle level does not simply refer to one level, but is a representative name for several levels. It may be able to reach the power of god level in terms of destructive power, but it does not have the personality and authority of god level. Killing gods, in the history of other worlds Zhongke is not uncommon.

Of course, there is only one person like Lu Chuan who has entered and exited the God Realm seven times.

Although different pantheons have different names, they are all very similar.

In contrast, the Demon Realm, which is the sworn enemy of the God Realm, does not even have a decent level division. Lower-level demons, intermediate demons, upper-level demons, cadres, plus Lu Chuan, the only 'Demon King', are the Demon Realm. grade division.

Lower-level demons are equivalent to apprentice mages and apprentice warriors among apostles of other races.

Intermediate demons are equivalent to magicians and warriors.

The upper-level demons are equivalent to magicians and great warriors.

When it comes to cadres, three thousand years ago, they were competing against the strongest group of beings among the apostles, but now, they are competing against the gods of the upper, middle and lower levels. Each one cannot predict the strength of each one in a standard way.

This is not reasonable!

If you want to achieve status like a god, you need to obtain the protection of the world and control a part of the power of all things in the world. The demons do not have that mechanism... Lu Chuan was studying how to change this at the time.

Or rather, if this was created.

What the world doesn’t have, he can just make up for it.

When he reached the last step of his research, the Alliance of Braves called and called him back from his interest in scientific research. Rather than studying some of these things, it was more interesting to tease the young brave.

"We're not in the devil world now. What do you want to do? You have to look like you're on vacation!" Lu Chuan shook his head, sat on a bench on campus, looked up at the sky, and the birds passed by. He was so leisurely last time, already It must have been hundreds of years ago.

A shadow blocked Lu Chuan's sunshine.

Lu Chuan, who was lying lazily on the recliner, opened his narrowed eyes and cast his gaze.

She has long dark purple hair and a height of over 1.7 meters, which is far beyond the figure of a student of this age. She exudes a gentle aura like a neon Yamato Nadeshiko. Of course, this is just an appearance.

Lu Chuan, who knew the other party's nature well, would not treat the woman in front of him as a meretricious.

"It's Wei Zi, long time no see." Lu Chuan easily remembered the other person's name, Busujima Wei Zi (from the Book of Revelation).

The two met when they were in their first year of high school. Lu Chuan joined a club like a normal high school student. At that time, in order to improve his physical fitness, he chose the more famous kendo club, although in the end he chose to regress due to declining grades.

But he also got acquainted with Busujima Yuko, who had joined at the same time.

"Long time no see, Lu Chuan-kun." Although we could meet each other every day at school even if we didn't communicate with each other, Busujima Weizi still cooperated and said "Long time no see": "I saw you lying here after school, so I came to say hello." .”

"Well, I'm waiting for the student union meeting." Lu Chuan closed his eyes again and moved his butt to a position where he could continue to get sunlight.

Student union meeting?

"You are so responsible. You have to stay because of junior issues even though you have already resigned." Thinking of what happened in several clubs at noon today, although she didn't see it with her own eyes, she also saw the scene of Ayuzawa Misaki going to invite Lu Chuan from a distance. .

"Since it's still early, Lu Chuan-kun, do you want to come to the Kendo Club?" Busujima Yuzi looked at the time on his phone and sent an invitation to Lu Chuan.

"......OK."

Without refusing, Lu Chuan accepted the invitation calmly.

The kendo club's club activities were held behind the basketball gym. The way was through Momoi Satsuki. Although the guy greeted him warmly, he couldn't hide the resentment in his eyes. Not only did he not get the funds, The repair cost of 10,000 neon coins was also discounted.

Most importantly, even the new basketball is gone.

Pushing open the door of the kendo club, Busujima Yuiko took the lead in turning on the lights, white light filling the surrounding space. Unlike the usual many students training together, there was no one except him and the two of them in the club today.

"Today they went to have physical training outside the school. I am the only one in the activity room on campus." Busujima Weizi said, taking off his schoolbag and school uniform jacket: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu Chuan, I'll go change first." Clothes."

"Go ahead, I'll look around." Lu Chuan nodded.

His eyes followed his gaze and fell on every corner of the kendo club activity room.

He casually picked up the arm-length bamboo knife on the shelf nearby.

Compared with other clubs whose funds fluctuate from time to time, the main thing of the Kendo Club is that it is stable and has the most amazing people. In the past three years, the Kendo Club has won the first place in the national competition every year.

With excellent results, there is no need to worry about funding.

Other clubs are envious, but not jealous. After all, they have won it by their own strength, and they can only rely on drawing the pie. Lu Chuan has been the treasurer for two years, and the pie is already full to the point of choking.

Of course, in his three thousand years as the Demon King, he has eaten more. Words such as, 'I have a plan that can bring light back to the darkness of the Demon Realm...', his ears are almost calloused. The Demon Realm is not yet in such a state that it needs to be used. Such a stupid strategy.

"I'm back."

Busujima Aiko's voice sounded again. Lu Chuan looked back and saw that Busujima Aiko, who was wearing a school uniform just now, had already changed into a kendo uniform. The top made of thick material became very close-fitting after being worn for a long time, making it perfect. All the figures are reflected.

There was a sense of solemnity between his brows, but he always had a gentle aura.

"The last time Lu Chuan came to the Kendo Club, it was when he did research during the school festival last year." Busujima Weizi said gently. When he saw Lu Chuan playing with a bamboo sword, he asked with a smile, "Why don't you do that?" Remember how to hold a sword?"

"Hold the sword..." Lu Chuan followed the other person's words and recalled them.

The memory of his study days has been blurred, replaced by the close combat skills he has studied for hundreds of years in another world.

Magic is not everything to him. When he was a brave man, he was a pure warrior.

Whenever something happens, use the Holy Sword to level the A.

He also killed the little demon king that resided in his mind and became the strongest hero in history.

Not only swordsmanship, knife skills, spear skills, stick skills, large shields, flying knives...all kinds of weapons and all kinds of martial arts, he has reached the ultimate level.

Even with these physical skills alone, combined with the unique fighting spirit training system of another world.

He will be invincible in the divine world.

If a holy sword or a magic sword is wielded, it will be indiscriminate killing.

Of course, even if his physical body has been cultivated to this extent, he eventually fell into the embrace of magic. The ultimate level of fighting spirit in another world is to polish his physical body to the point of the 'perfect body' he possesses, and his attacks will fall into the inferior category.

Although the mage cannot engage in melee combat with the opponent, as long as he gets close, he will be beaten to death, but with the kiting style, it is not difficult to kill the warriors who practice fighting spirit at the same level.

Holding the bamboo sword with one hand, for Lu Chuan, posture is not important. How to use his muscle power to strike with the weapon is the most important point. Being too obsessed with posture will only become a technical effort. Let the weapon be used Adapt it to your technique.

Don't wait until Lu Chuan wants to play.

A pair of soft little hands grabbed Lu Chuan's hand holding the bamboo knife from behind.

Busujima Yuzi didn't know when, his whole body was pressed behind Lu Chuan, and he said to Lu Chuan in a cold voice: "That's not how you hold it. Your back must be straight, and while holding the sword firmly, you should also leave Space to change direction.”

As the opponent gained control, Lu Chuan's posture holding the sword gradually became more standard.

"That's right." Busujima Yizi nodded and withdrew her palm. She had a strange feeling towards Lu Chuan. She couldn't explain why it was like this...

I just remember that in the second week of school, when she went home, she deliberately seduced two gangsters and followed them. Just when the two gangsters were about to make a move, she beat them seriously with her backhand, and her legs were shattered. .

As a result, he turned around.

Lu Chuan was recording a video with his mobile phone.

I thought that the other party would treat me as a monster and never interact with me again, or that I would be reported by the other party and sent to a juvenile detention center. But I didn’t expect that even though it was dark, the other party’s face would show a smile that was brighter than noon. .

"If you have this video, if the other party calls the police and accuses you of maliciously injuring someone, you can claim that you acted in self-defense. Theoretically, if you hit the spine directly with the first stab, you can directly paralyze him."

Although the guy who talked about this kind of topic seriously was definitely not a good person, after hearing it, my heart couldn't help but beat wildly for him.

Busujima Yuzi couldn't tell, it was the feeling of meeting someone he liked.

I still feel like knowing that I can directly paralyze someone.

When she wanted to get to know Lu Chuan more deeply, she found that he had already submitted an application to withdraw from the department.

(End of chapter)

The operation was successful. I just finished it last night. I felt a sharp pain when the half-anesthesia drug wore off. I didn’t fall asleep until 7 or 8 in the morning because of the pain. I slept until I got up at 2 or 3 in the morning. Now I have raised the hospital bed, although I can’t sit up very much. Straight, but coding is no problem.

Please give me flowers and comments. The picture is of Busujima Yuiko