pure love tyrant

Zenyuan Zhizai, a special first-class magician, and a leader of the new generation of Zenyuan family, from a very young age, firmly believed that he would become the next head of the Zenyuan family.

Chanyuan Naoya has never paid attention to those trash at home.The mean and proud young man can only see Shi Erjun and Wu Jun.

Those two people possessed a strength that even the proud Naoya of Zen Academy could not evade.

But Zenyuan Naoya also firmly believes that one day, sooner or later, he will stand beside them and become the strongest one!

However, the world is unpredictable, Mr. Shi Er died at the hands of Mr. Wu ten years ago.

The strongest is only Wu Jun.

In the following ten years, Naoya of the Chanyuan met all kinds of magicians and curse masters, including heaven and curse.

However, no one can bring Zenyuan Naoya the sense of death oppression like the tip of a knife to his throat like Mr. Shier.

too weak.

Zenyuan Naoya, who had removed the dead Mr. Shier from the strongest list, added him back in.

Even if Mr. Shi Er died, he was still the strongest.

In the dead of night, Zenyuan Naoya would also fantasize.

If Mr. Shier is not dead, when he becomes the head of the family, he must call Mr. Shier back.How can there be a Zen garden outside? The Zen garden is their home!

He will make up for the unfair treatment of Shi'er by the Chanyuan family back then, and give Mr. Shi'er the corresponding status and rights.

The mighty Mr. Shier deserves it all.

It's a pity that the world doesn't have what if...

To Zenyuan Naoya's surprise, ten years later, the "if" that he felt regretful appeared miraculously.

Mr. Shi Er resurrected from the dead?

No, compared to such absurd guesses, Chanyuan Naoya is more inclined to say that Mr. Shi Er was not dead in the first place!

There are many doubts in this, such as how Mr. Shi Er got in touch with the Wutiao family, how he disappeared so completely in the past ten years, and so on.

Zenyuan Naoya didn't care and didn't bother to investigate deeply, he only saw one thing.

Mr. Shi Er appeared, and Mr. Wu knew his whereabouts.

Zenyuan Naoya was not with the Kyoto mantra team.A dignified first-class conjurer and the future patriarch of the Buddhist monastery, why should he be with those people from the capital's curse high school, especially led by that disfigured singer.

This time I went to visit Mr. Wu, and then Mr. Shier, the two strongest men, deserved the most serious attitude of Chanyuan Naoya.This is etiquette for the strong.

So Zenin Naoya took out his most expensive kimono, his most expensive shirt, his most expensive pomade, and maybe his best eyeliner.After carefully organizing myself, I set off on the road.

It was already afternoon when Zenyuan Naoya arrived at Jugao in Tokyo.In the vast forest near the curse height, large or small spell power fluctuations appeared from time to time, presumably the exchange meeting between the two schools had already begun.

Not knowing where Gojo Satoru, who is the teacher, is, Zenyuan Naoya took out his mobile phone.

"Is Wu Jun? I am..."

"Boom, boom!"

After the phone was connected, the first sounds came from inside were trees breaking, and some sounds like heavy objects beating repeatedly on the ground, and then Gojo Satoru's brisk voice as always:

"Ah, I'm Wujo Satoru, I'm fighting right now, if I have something to talk about later, goodbye~"

The phone hangs up.

fight?

Isn't Gojo Satoru the strongest?Who else can fight him?

With such doubts in mind, Zenyuan Naoya walked towards the direction where he sensed the most powerful mantra fluctuations.

in the forest.

The well-dressed Kizaki Wild Rose held a branch and poked Nishinomiya Momo who was lying unconscious on the ground, and asked boredly:

"Pang Da, is Youruto still having a passionate confrontation with Dongtang?"

The panda's ears moved, listening to something not far away:

"Oh da! You're so into me! Let's be brothers!"

"Oh ha! But aren't we rivals?"

"Hmm! Even our opponents can't stop the blooming of our friendship!"

"Hey! You are in Kyoto and I can only be a pen pal in Tokyo!"

"Aha! Brother! I'm so happy! So, please accept my most affectionate punch!"

"Haha! Just come! I'm waiting!"

And then there was bang, ping, pong, pong.

Panda nodded: "It's quite passionate."

"Where's Miss Maki?"

"I'm 'heart-to-heart' with Zhenyi."

"Is it a hard-core heart-to-heart talk about beating my sister until her nose bleeds and I can't fight back? Ahhh, you really deserve to be Maki-senpai!"

"It's not because of the influence of Teacher Shi Er: if the brain is not clear and the fist is big and hard enough, only people will listen to what he said. This is what the teacher said."

"Don't mention that nasty man to me! The nightmare is over! I don't want to think about it! Don't-think!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose hugged her head and howled.

That black-haired man with a scar at the corner of his mouth is comparable to a devil in the eyes of the orange-haired girl! !

That guy followed the teaching policy of practicing until death, and trained them inhumanely.

Using spell power to strengthen the body is useless in front of the man's overloaded battle practice. Nagasaki Yeqiangwei remembers it too much. During that time, after the training was over every day, she was like a dead dog!

"Look at my arms, look at my calves! Which young female high school student has such muscles? How did the conjurer who was promised become a Vajra Barbie?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose rolled up her sleeves, showing off her smooth and powerful muscles in grief.

The panda comforted: "Nagizaki, it's a good thing to become stronger. Look, how easy this communication will be."

Kizaki Ye Qiangwei looked at the mechanical pill tied into a rice dumpling and Miwa Kasumi who was sitting beside the panda, sobbing, and said "Oh", and quickly returned to normal:

"That's true. That guy is a ghost, and what he teaches is quite practical."

After being hit by Goujuan's spell technique, Fu Heihui's shikigami went numb for a second, followed by the panda's joint fixation technique, and finally ended with affixing a magic power banning talisman.

The Mechamaru, which was judged by Tokyo Manga as a strong firepower output, was warmly greeted by Tokyo Manga at the moment the battle started, and became the first Mechamaru to end: ...

Sanlunxia on the side, with red eyes: "It's fine for you to fight Jiwan, why even I-!"

When she saw the long stick, fist, and mace rushing towards her, she was startled, okay? !

Panda and Nagasaki Wild Rose said in unison: "Because this saves the most time."

Sanlunxia was taken aback for a moment, and then burst into tears: "You guys in Tokyo are so good at bullying people!"

Jijiwan, who can't speak, gave Sanlun Xia a thumbs up.

"Little girl, you haven't figured out the situation yet."

Nagasaki Wild Rose strolled up to Miwa Kasumi, squatted down with her legs crossed like a little girl, slapped the girl with slanted bangs on the cheek, with an evil smile,

"We, we will deal with the curse spirit in the future. Will the curse spirit speak morally to you? No! So, it doesn't matter whether the tactics are dirty or not, as long as it works, understand?"

Nagizaki, the way you look now is worthy of Shir-sensei's true biography...

The panda made complaints silently.

"Wow—"

From a distant direction, the cry of Fuhei Hui Shiki Kamito came.

"Kagizaki, Kei found it."

"Let's go then."

Nagasaki Wild Rose patted the non-existent dust on her body: "That squinted eye saw that the situation was not good, and ran away at the first time. He is a clever one. Let's go over and help, and end the battle quickly."

Panda stood up: "Yes."

The heroic girl smiled confidently in the sun: "Since it is victory, it must be 100%!"

One person and one panda walked towards the depths of the forest.

Sanlunxia cried even louder: "They just left like this!! Do they look down on us so much? Wow——"

The mechanical pill bundled into the shape of a rice dumpling, referred to as Zongziwan for short, tried to roll its body in front of the girl, and was thinking about how to comfort the girl, when the girl hugged her in her arms: "Mechanical pill! We lost so badly."

Jijiwan froze and shut down.

And on the other side of the forest, with Jade Dog Hei's dog Juanji beside him, he said "tie a knot", and the snake-shaped quasi-level one curse spirit twisted into a twist.

Then, the petite spellcaster pulled out a light and thin sword from the knife bag she was carrying across her shoulders, and sent the curse spirit back to the west.

Goujuanji put away the magic tool, touched Yugouhei's head, and turned back to his companion.

Surveillance room in Tokyo Mango.

Ming Ming had a playful look on his face: "I heard that Gojo Satoru gave his students a secret special training. It seems that the results are outstanding~~Right, Diva."

The leading teacher in Kyoto, Angeji, was covered in black clouds, and pointed to the surrounding seats: "So, is this the reason why Gojo Satoru didn't even come?"

Beside her, the place where Gojo Satoru should have been sitting was now a brick in Tokyo Manga - Jianren Qihai, who moved wherever he needed, was sitting.

Jianren Qihai adjusted his glasses and explained: "No. Gojo Satoru went to pay his salary."

"Huh? Salary?"

"Well, the salary of a special teacher."

At the same time, in the forest, Zenyuan Zhizai moved forward all the way.

Passing by the weeping Sanlunxia, ​​and the sisters of the Buddhist monastery who had a long talk, they finally arrived at the scorched battlefield.

No one is empty.

A question mark appeared above Zenyuan Naoya's head.

All around here are Wujo Wu's mantras, but what about people?

"Oh!"

A group of afterimages flew out from the woods not far away, and hit the Zen courtyard not far away, leaving a huge hole on the ground, raising huge smoke and dust.

In the smoke and dust, a slender figure stood up: "Hey, what's the matter with that knife? It doesn't look like a magic tool, how can it cut through my lower limit?"

Gojo Satoru?

Zenyuan Naoya was stunned, was he sent flying?

"This is a weapon I developed specially for you. How about it? Do you feel honored?" In the woods, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure of Zenyuan Naozai walked out.

There is even a Buddhist temple.

Wujo Wu, who wrapped his whole body with no lower limit again, floated up into the air, thought for a while, and then said triumphantly:

"I can make you take it so seriously... It seems that I, in that world, also hit you head-on, right? Fu Heisher."

Shi Erpi smiled and said: "Then you are mistaken, as a bastard who seduces my wife, tries to rob my son, and runs to my house to steal my food, there is no limit in every aspect. A fleshy beating is really not enough to relieve one's anger."

"Ah? Really fake?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened behind the blindfold.

Different worlds have different comprehension, but the self in another world is actually like this...

sharp? ?

Fu Heisher had a good time: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Xun, ask her, did 'you' ask her for a relationship before. Then ask Hui, did 'you' come to my house for a meal, and it was more than just one meal."

"hiss--"

The 28-year-old Gojo Satoru was really surprised by his manipulation in another world.

There was a flash of light in Fu Heisher's eyes, he lowered his figure and quickly approached.

Gojo Satoru hurriedly flew into the sky: "Hey, hey, how much do you like to do surprise attacks!" Gojo Satoru was so impressed by the backstab ten years ago.

But halfway through the flight, Gojo Satoru found that a chain was wrapped around his waist, and the chain couldn't bring him any harm through the protective shield with no lower limit.

However, it limited his lift-off.

"It's all me after all."

Grabbing the Wanhui chain, pulling it down, Wujo Wu flew in the direction of Shier, and what was waiting for him was naturally a dark [No Blade]

The two strongest are fighting together again.

The dust raised by the cat-dog battle fell on Naoya Zenyuan one after another, and all the meticulous grooming was in vain.

But these are not the most important things.

the most important is--

"Mr. Shier!"

The blond-haired young man seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. He ran to find Zenyuan Shier who lived in the simple and shabby hut in the other courtyard, with a genuine joy on his face.

"It's me, Naoya!"

Zenyuan Naoya, who fell into the mood of joy, did not notice that Zenyuan Shier, who appeared in front of him, looked too young.You know, he is in his twenties, and Zenyuan Shier, who is a dozen years older than him, is at least forty or above.

The blond youth stood in the middle of the battlefield and shouted loudly, trying to get his cousin's attention.

But the two are the strongest who are easy to go crazy to a certain extent, once they go to war with all their strength.Unless it is someone they care about, such as a wife, such as a student, it is difficult for the surrounding things to enter their eyes and ears.

Therefore, Zenyuan Naozai, who won't get any response, followed by [He], who was dodged by Shi Er, smashed his head and face, and before he could take a breath, the saber energy rebounded by Gojo Wu came over again.

These two kinds of attacks, no matter which one gets close, his Chanyuan Naoya will die here!

What are you shouting, hide first!

On the roof of Tokyo Curse High main building, there stood a blue-haired humanoid Curse Spirit and a bald Curse Master.

The human-shaped magic spirit, named Zhenren, looked at the magic power slowly rising in the distance, and said slowly: "We can start working when Hua Yu starts to fight~~ Before that, let's enjoy the calm before the battle Bar."

The mana spirit's gaze swept around, and was suddenly attracted by the bottom.

"Ah, this human soul..."

Xun's figure was reflected in the pupils of different colors.