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

At that time, even if I wanted to find opportunities to get close to each other, I rarely got the opportunity. Only when the student union came down to approve funds, the two would have a long-lost conversation... When they met after school, the other party would rush there in a hurry. Tuition classes.

When the club ended today and I was about to go home, I came to communicate with Lu Chuan with the mentality of giving it a try. I didn't expect that it was really successful.

After savoring Lu Chuan's temperature carefully, he didn't know whether he was infatuated with the other person's tenderness or the madness in the other person's bones, but Busujima Weizi had now found the answer to the question that made his heart beat faster.

The person she likes is Lu Chuan, not the feeling of beating someone to the point of paralysis.

You want to ask why?

I tried it several times later, but it felt like it was just okay.

Lu Chuan:? ? ?

This level of madness is comparable to that of some cadres of the Demon King's Army, but only some. Most of the Demon King's Army have been trained by the new version of the comprehensive development of moral, intellectual and physical education materials, and are even friendlier than the residents of those kingdoms.

But scumbags who do evil things just because of their appearance are not worthy of forgiveness.

In another world, killing such scum on the streets can be exchanged for bounties.

"It seems that you, Mr. Lu Chuan, have been exercising for the past two years." Thinking of the touch when he hugged him from behind, it was unmistakable. Lu Chuan's arms, abdomen, and even the fingers and palms held by him were all full of... Flexible muscles.

This is practical muscle that cannot be easily acquired through simple exercises!

"How about it, do you want to come and spar?" Busujima Yuzi also took a bamboo knife from the side and held it in his hand. He waved it twice, made a sharp sound in the air, and sent an invitation to Lu Chuan.

Sparring...

Lu Chuan did not refuse. In a position invisible to Busu Dao, under Lu Chuan's retina, tens of thousands of magic runes were transformed and reorganized, which continuously suppressed his physical power to a level that normal ordinary people could accept.

Although he can perfectly control the power of his body, he will never have that kind of adrenaline rush when fighting a weak opponent. However, he created this magic while retaining the emergency counterattack mechanism.

It can suppress all the physical qualities and senses to the level he wants to reduce.

Unfortunately, even so, those three thousand years of combat experience are far beyond what Busujima Yuiko, who was only 18 years old at this time, could compare to. Although he had anticipated the girl's defeat, Lu Chuan still showed an expression of interest on his face. .

"Please give me more advice." x2

Lu Chuan held the bamboo knife casually, throwing aside all the holding positions taught by Busujima Weizi just now, holding the knife in one hand, and after exchanging words with Busujima Weizi, he began to circle around the center of the dojo. How deep.

That's how the movies were played in his memory.

As for being in another world?

When they fight, they fly around, there's no need to stand on the ground, ahem.

A flightless hero? Make them jump and fight! What kind of useless warrior? He published the flight magic he developed for free to all parts of the continent two thousand years ago. With a little brain, he can learn it, and even pure warriors with fighting spirit can use it.

"Lu Chuan-kun, even though I have retired from the army for two years, I will not show mercy to you this time." Busujima Weizi said. She liked her, but her persistence in winning and losing was another matter. Something happened.

Regardless of whether it's entertainment or not, she doesn't want to lose!

"Go ahead and take action. I've practiced hundreds of millions of points." Lu Chuan used two fingers to make a gesture of losing the domestic market of sticks, pointing to the universe.

"ha!"

With a slight shout, Busujima Yizi swung the bamboo sword in his hand. Without any hesitation, he hit Lu Chuan's wrist holding the sword directly, trying to knock the bamboo sword down.

I thought that such a simple probing move would be easily dodged with Lu Chuan's muscular strength, but apparently Busujima's guess was wrong. After thousands of years of fighting, Lu Chuan's fighting instincts will not lie. ...

When faced with an attack of this magnitude...his instinct told him that there was no need to fight back at all.

And just as it happened, the suppression magic deployed on his front foot, in order to pursue the ultimate, perfectly deceived his own body instinct... Looking at the bright red mark on his wrist.

The long-lost pain spread from the wrist to the nerves in the body, almost activating the counter magic.

Even so, Lu Chuan's arms were still clamped straight, without wavering at all. To Busujima's surprise, it felt like he had been chopped on a soft stone?

While still motionless, it also has the softness that muscles can bring.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu Chuan, are you okay? If you're not prepared, you can leave this competition until next time." Busujima Yizi quickly asked with concern. Although she wanted to win, she didn't want to hurt Lu... .Maybe it will be exciting too.

Injure the person you like, watch him bleed, and lick his wounds...

Thinking of this, Busujima Yuzi became excited.

Looking at Busujima Yizi who was jumping between sadness and excitement, Lu Chuan shook his arm that had not moved much for hundreds of years and was about to get rusty, and said: "You have to take it a little more seriously, Yizi, it won't be like this next. Good hit."

"Um!"

Nod and swing your sword again!

Busujima Kaizi stepped sideways with his left foot, and the bamboo sword in his hand was slashed from another position, still facing Lu Chuan's wrist.

If this blow can make Lu Chuanjun's wound bleed, he will have an excuse to bandage it...

As for whether it will bleed?

The number of times Busushima's surprise caused paralysis...ten times.

The number of times it broke people's bones...over seventy times.

But the number of times people were slightly injured and injured... thousands of times!

It is guaranteed that even if Lu Chuan suffers from extensive bleeding, he will only be diagnosed as a minor injury by the hospital and will not affect his normal activities! In this regard, she is clear!

Lu Chuan:......

The sense of danger made Lu Chuan, who had blocked his instincts at the moment, feel a chill in his back.

There are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me.

"drink!"

Sensing that the tip of the bamboo knife was about to hit his hand, Busujima's movements slowed down in Lu Chuan's sight, dynamic vision!

After noticing something else, Lu Chuan spent a tenth of a second to apply another patch to his suppression magic.

He raised his arm and slid his waist directly against the blade of the bamboo sword. At lightning speed, he flashed behind Busujima Weizi. During this period, Lu Chuan did not use any means beyond ordinary people.

It's completely based on combat experience.

Before Busujima Yuiko could react, he gently raised the bamboo sword and pressed it against the back of the opponent's kendo uniform. If he was holding a holy sword or a magic sword at the moment, he would gently poke it forward. Can directly complete penetration...

"I...I lost?"

Busujima Yuiko stared at her eyes and murmured in disbelief. Although she underestimated the enemy, the fighting skills and rhythm shown by the opponent, even if she became serious for a moment, she could not decipher the next step at all. action.

This feeling was something she had never experienced at all even when she was sparring with her father at her home dojo.

No wonder the opponent quit the kendo club because it was too boring. Even after practicing for three years, I was no longer the opponent's enemy.

Even if he was not as strong as he is now three years ago, he was still not at a level that he could challenge. Obviously, Busujima Weizi didn't know that Lu Chuan three years ago had to be hospitalized for at least half a year after being stabbed by her.

It was after seeing the scene of the other party killing people that Lu Chuan became more determined to withdraw.

"Clang!"

"Lu Chuan-kun, are you here?" The door of the Kendo Club was opened again, and Misaki Ayazawa's voice came from the door: "Here...ah, I found it, and Ichiko, you are also there ah."

"Good afternoon, Misaki." Busujima Yuzi put away the bamboo sword, took the one from Lu Chuan's hand, and put them together on the shelf next to him: "Lu Chuan-kun, if you have time, let's spar again tomorrow afternoon. Today’s harvest is really amazing.”

After saying that, Busujima Akiko smiled at Misaki Ayazawa and said hello, then went to the dressing room.

"Lu Chuan-kun was sparring with Yizi just now?" After walking out of the Kendo Club, Misaki Ayazawa couldn't help but ask Lu Chuan. She was really curious about this matter.

Because she practices Aikido and has achieved considerable results in it, Ayazawa Misaki has a very keen sense of the 'strong man'. Looking at it, apart from Hiratsuka Shizuka, who is powerful with his fists, there is only this kendo The leader of the club is the most feared.

He obviously has a smile on his face all the time and is frighteningly gentle in his dealings with others, but as soon as he gets to the competition field, he is completely a 'Shura'!

It seems that he has been to the Metropolitan Police Department many times.

This also resulted in that no one in the school dared to pursue him.

"Don't be discouraged. It's normal to lose to Kiriko in kendo. Even if you are the champion of the men's group in the national competition, he will be defeated by Kiriko in a few rounds in the mixed group." Ayuzawa Misaki took the photo He patted Lu Chuan on the shoulder and said very thoughtfully.

But unfortunately, Lu Chuan was not the one who needed comfort.

From a distance, Busujima Yuko, who had just walked out of the kendo club and locked the door, looked at Misaki Ayazawa and Lu Chuan, who were walking side by side, arm-in-arm. She couldn't help but clenched her fists. Damn it, I always feel like today Lost twice.

"I won't be discouraged by these little things. The only thing I'm looking forward to now is the dinner I'm waiting for later." Lu Chuan stretched his waist, and the red stripe on his wrist completely faded away the moment he suppressed the magic contact.

Hearing Lu Chuan's words, Ayazawa Misaki lowered her head.

He spoke in a voice that only he could use, like a mosquito chirping.

"Lu Chuan-kun...can you accept...the maid coffee shop?"

"What?"

"Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!!"

(End of chapter)

The right appendix is ​​still painful now. The doctor asked me to lie down more with something on the fingers of my other hand. God knows how I managed to type with one hand today. I laughed and cried.

The picture is Misaki Ayazawa