It's not a column, it's a railgun

Misaka Makoto pressed the handle of the knife, and purple electric sparks visible to the naked eye shone from her body.

"It's also the breath of thunder?" Yan Yue looked at the lightning on Misaka Makoto's body and was surprised.

Misaka Makoto didn't speak, but drew out the Japanese sword instead.

Seeing this, Huang Yue was unceremonious and preemptively struck.

With a "clang", the metal collided.

Misaka Makoto blocked it with a knife.

The two fought, sword against sword, and Misaka Makoto's sword exploded, increasing its strength, and suddenly pushed Qianyue back a long way.

"When did the old man train you?! This kind of move that I have never seen before, I knew he must be hiding something from me!" Yan Yue snapped.

Misaka Makoto couldn't answer because she had no memory, but someone had already spoken first.

"You are talking nonsense! Grandpa has nothing to say sorry to you!" My wife Shanyi was more excited by the irony than himself at this time, "Grandpa treats you the same as he treats me!"

"What about him?" Yanyue smiled, and pointed at Misaka Makoto with a Japanese knife, "What's the matter with this kid? Don't tell me, he has nothing to do with the old man!"

My wife Shanyi "I, I..."

His eyes were red with anger.

"I lost my memory, so I don't know anything." Misaka Makoto said calmly, "I only care about it now, you apologize or not!"

Yue Yue: "What idiotic dreams are you dreaming about? Am I not telling the truth? Shanyi is weak and stupid. Just thinking about being a senior with him makes me sick!"

Misaka Makoto said loudly, "That's not necessarily true, I think Zenitsu is stronger than you!"

The two were about to fight again immediately, and my wife Shan Yi yelled, "The Ghost Killing Squad prohibits internal fights! Don't fight!"

"But it's not forbidden to compete!" Yue Yue said maliciously, "Are you afraid that this little boy won't be able to beat me, are you afraid?"

"If a coward pleads with you, I will let you go for now." He raised his chin at Misaka Makoto.

It's all stepped on the head, it's impossible for a man not to respond.

Misaka Makoto: "No need, let's learn from each other, I'll accompany you to the end!"

My wife Zenitsu looked at Misaka Makoto worriedly but didn't stop her anymore.

I'm sorry, Senior Brother Yanyue, I didn't stop Senior Brother Zhenqin from beating you up.he thought sadly.

I hope that after being educated, Senior Brother Yan Yue can restrain himself a bit.

Although my wife Shan Yi obeyed Sang Dao Ci Goro's words and wanted to get along well with Huang Yue, but if the other party asked for a beating, he couldn't control it.

On the training ground, Makoto Misaka faced off against Yue Yue.

Their combination attracted many resting swordsmen to watch. After all, the other party was a swordsman with a higher level than him. Misaka Makoto was just a child who just joined, and he just woke up after being injured. ask for trouble.

However, my wife Zenitsu believes in Misaka Makoto very much.

"If anyone wins, then that person must be Senior Brother Makoto." He vowed.

Most of the swordsmen didn't trust my wife Shanyi, but they were quickly slapped in the face.

Misaka Makoto's speed is actually faster than that of the opponent who uses Thunder's Breath!

You must know that the users of Breath of Thunder are always faster than others.

"I heard that he doesn't even know how to use a form...that's not the most basic combat skill..." Someone whispered on the side.

Yan Yue blushed upon hearing this.

It looked relaxed off the court, but only he himself knew how much pressure he was facing!

No matter which attack he received, it was as if he had been predicted, which meant that he hadn't hit the opponent even once!However, Misaka Makoto was able to find time to unleash his own attack amidst the rapid attack of Thunder's Breath!

Every time the Sun Wheel Knife collides, Yan Yue can feel the tiny electric current coming from the opposite side, which paralyzes his body—what's the matter, he uses the breath of thunder!

With the last blow, Misaka Makoto directly knocked Yanyue to the ground, unable to get up.

"Apologize?" Misaka Makoto didn't even raise her eyelids.

Yan Yue clearly realized the gap between himself and Misaka Makoto——

Wanting to become stronger, he grabbed the ground unwillingly.

It is not a shameful thing to kneel in front of a strong man with overwhelming strength...

"Sanyi, I'm sorry." He apologized.

Misaka Makoto inserted the Hirinkana into the scabbard, led my wife Zenitsu and left here without saying a word, leaving only the indifferent back.

The swordsmen onlookers made a "hush" sound, and someone stepped forward to help Huang Yue up, "That kid is too arrogant, to beat senior like this!"

Yan Yue wiped the dirt on his chin, and was silent for a moment, "No, he is really strong."

"No matter how strong it is, it's not the kind of monster that can be promoted to Zhu in two months." The companion didn't care.

Yan Yue didn't speak any more.

Misaka Makoto and his wife Zenitsu walked on the way back.

On the way, my wife Shanyi said in a bit of confusion, "Senior Brother Zhenqin..."

Misaka Makoto "What's wrong?"

He tilted his head to look at my wife Shanyi. The sunlight illuminated the young handsome side face, as if it had been given a soft highlight. His skin was delicate and fair, like shark yarn on the bottom of the sea, or like mist floating in the mountains.

My wife Shanyi subconsciously held her breath, "It's nothing."

But he woke up after a while, and he still wanted to ask, and he gritted his teeth, "Senior Brother Zhenqin, why are you defending me so much?"

"Respond to my call for help at that time... When Senior Brother Yan Yue scolded me, let him apologize... Why did you do that?"

My wife Zenitsu was not prepared to get a response, because so many swordsmen passed by as if they couldn't see him, but only Misaka Makoto responded to him, protected him, and killed many ghosts for him.

It was the same when facing Huangyue, he had long been used to Yanyue's cynicism, because he was a coward, but Makoto defended him like this...

"Because we are friends." Misaka Makoto gave such an answer.

"But we've only known each other for a few days..." my wife Shanyi whispered, "And when we first met, we weren't friends either."

"If I have to say something, it is that Shanyi has a familiar smell, and when I see Shanyi, I think of my younger brothers..."

"If only they could be like you, with such rich feelings." Misaka Makoto smiled softly.

"It's strange, it's supposed to be a good thing when I think about 'I have many younger brothers'...why do I feel sad?"

Misaka Makoto said to herself.

He's a little down.

My wife Zenyi looked at Misaka Makoto's profile and said nothing, he held his breath, "Then, if Senior Brother Makoto doesn't mind..."

"You can rub my head." He choked out the words.

When Misaka Makoto usually rubbed his head, my wife Zenitsu escaped a few times because of the subtle self-esteem of a man, and Misaka Makoto understood what he meant, so she never rubbed it again.

Brother Zhenqin probably likes rubbing his head very much, after all, he reached out his hand several times, but retracted it again, my wife Shanyi thought.

But if it can make Senior Brother Makoto happy, it's fine.

"Okay, okay Zenitsu, since you think so, I will do as you wish." Makoto Misaka wanted to laugh, so he really rubbed my wife Zenitsu's head.

"This is what you asked me to do." Misaka Makoto deliberately emphasized her tone.

"No, no, I just want you to..."

I want to make you happy, how come I want to be patted on the head again!

My wife Shanyi wants to cry but has no tears.

If it's a girl, of course I'd love to be touched!But Senior Brother Makoto, you are a man!

...However, being patted on the head by Senior Brother Makoto... Doesn't that feel good?

My wife Shanyi thought to herself.

"By the way, Zenitsu, why is your hair blond?" Misaka Makoto's voice came from above.

"Because I avoided training when I was a child, climbed a tree, and was struck by lightning." My wife Shanyi replied in frustration.

"It's weird! With blond hair, he doesn't look like a boy at all, and not many girls would like it... woo woo woo woo." Thinking of this, he felt annoyed.

"No, he's handsome." Misaka Makoto said, "The blonde hair is beautiful."

"Really? Woooooooooooo..."

"Over there in my hometown, a boy with blond hair is very popular."

He remembered a nasty figure from the back, a person who subconsciously and physically disgusted whenever he saw it.

Thinking of this, Misaka Makoto rubbed my wife Zenitsu's hair vigorously again.

Although they are both blondes, they have different personalities, which is great!

The author has something to say about the object of Makoto's physical aversion—shokuhou Misaki, a man who can play with people's hearts at will, has a powerful faction in Tokiwadai, and is called the queen bee by those in the power.

He is obviously a man but his chest muscles are overdeveloped. It is said that it is the product of superpowers. It is because of this that Misaka Makoto often ridicules him.

Now Qin just thinks of the shadow and hates it.

Today's pharmacology homework tortured me, so I was late (...)

Damn it, why am I still so busy even though it's the weekend! ! ! !