The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

Before the dojo officially opened, someone came to challenge Chuya Nakahara.

Not long after the sky darkened, Nanase Zhenchun removed the wooden board that blocked the door, and brought it to the inside of the dojo to put it against the wall.

There was fog in the town tonight, and the dense fog like smoke and clouds made people unable to see the outside of the dojo clearly, only the lanterns lit in the fog could be vaguely seen.

"Didn't you say I'll move it later?" Zhongyuan Zhong also hung up the lit lantern, frowning and whispering.

"A few boards are not very heavy..." Nanase Masumi bent her arms and made a strong man's movement: "Didn't it mean that I have been less active recently? I'm here to help with simple tasks and just move my hands and feet .”

But tonight, no one should come to the door. After all, they have only settled here not long ago, and the people in the town have not seen Zhongyuan Chuya much, so it is naturally impossible to come to this new dojo to learn skills.

Looking at her helplessly, he compromised and said: "Be careful of the wooden thorns on the board. I haven't polished off the wooden thorns on the board when I got it back."

"I was careful..." She spread her hands to Nakahara Chuya, "Look, I didn't hurt myself at all."

Lifting her orange eyes inadvertently, Nanase Zhenchun tilted her head and looked out: "Huh? Is this the person who came to ask for our dojo?"

The figure of a man appeared vaguely in the mist, and approached the dojo step by step. Nakahara Chuya frowned, blocked Nanase Masumi behind him with his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Zhenchun, back off."

The ghost that exudes a strong fighting spirit and fighting spirit before getting close is completely different from the ghost they encountered before.

"You are really strong." The ghost who gradually revealed his figure laughed.

Messy trimmed short pink hair, sinner's tattoos all over the body, from face to body exposed everywhere, the left eye and right eye display the words "three" and "winding string" respectively.

"Are you here to kick the hall?" Zhong Yuanzhong also responded indifferently, "The dojo has just been cleaned up, and the use of blood ghosts is prohibited here."

Twelve ghost moons, the strongest underling created by the ghost king ghost dance Tsuji, the third of the first string unexpectedly came to such a small place.

His eyes flicked across the dojo, ignoring Nanase Masumi who was guarding Nakahara Chuya behind him, and Yiwozao said directly: "You are a ghost, right? Why do you want to open a human dojo and pay attention to those disgusting weak people?"

Isn't it ridiculous that a ghost wants to open a dojo to recruit disciples?

Obviously he is very powerful, just by observing with eyes, you can find that every inch of his body has been exercised to the extreme, his seemingly casual standing posture is actually impeccable, and the powerful strength from all over his body can be released at will.

He is the opponent he most wants to meet on the path of pursuing the ultimate martial arts.

It's just that Zhongyuanzhong also pays more attention to the dojo than its fellow ghosts, which is really incomprehensible.

"I'm Yiwozuo..." He laughed, completely unattracted by the special aura of thin blood, with a calm demeanor: "Zhongye, let me tell you what the highest level of martial arts should look like!"

He suddenly swung his fist towards Zhongya Zhongyuan, with an astonishing wind of punching, Zhongyuan Zhongya dodged his head expressionlessly, and cut off his fist: "Although I don't know how you know my name..."

"But can you stop calling me so nasty?" The tricky and vicious kick kicked Yiwozuo's abdomen fiercely, kicking him more than ten meters away. Zhong Yuanzhong also patted his trouser leg and said coldly: "My It's my wife's name and I just want her to call me that."

Yi Wozuo didn't care about his poisonous tongue, and was even surprised by his strength: "What a wonderful attack."

With just one kick, all the internal organs in his body were kicked and shattered, but the surface of the abdomen could not reveal the slightest wound.

His bright eyes engraved with the name of Winding Glory turned to Nanase Masumi, and his expression became incomprehensible: "Why do you stay with a human woman? She will only hinder your progress in martial arts."

Nanase Zhenchun pointed at herself, and said unexpectedly: "Ah, are you talking about me?"

This ghost is quite special. Since its appearance, it has been targeting Nakahara Nakaya. It has hardly looked at her once, and it looks completely unaffected by thin blood.

In other words, ghosts who are wound up will not be attracted by thin blood.

If so, that would be really nice.

Yiwozuo didn't intend to take action against Nanase Masumi, and he even showed obvious appreciation and fighting spirit towards Nakahara Chuya: "Chuya, you are obviously a ghost, and you have countless time to practice and walk on a more powerful path. Ghost of eternal life, why do you want to open a dojo here?"

"Don't you know that the weak will only delay our journey to the highest realm of martial arts?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked out his ears, with a look of indifference: "So what?"

"I want to become stronger, but it doesn't conflict with me opening a dojo..." His voice paused, and he smiled: "And I also become stronger to protect Zhenchun, the more students I have, the more I can protect this town." The more people there are, then Zhenchun will not have to worry about encountering ghosts when he goes out."

Nanase Masumi blinked, Chuya obviously didn't say that before.

What he was talking about was teaching as much as he could teach, and those who couldn't bear the hardships should go home and find their mothers to hug them.

Yiwozuo couldn't understand, he raised his hand and spread a huge snowflake pattern under his feet: "Since I can't convince you, let me show you my current strength!"

"You will be fascinated by this feeling of constantly becoming stronger and pursuing the ultimate in martial arts!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also scratched his hair, and clicked his tongue irritably: "I told you, don't start the blood ghost technique here without authorization, you bastard!"

Gravity balls of different sizes and strengths appeared around Zhongye Zhongye, and as he jumped up to attack, they flew towards Yiwozuo.

"Didn't you say it's better not to use the blood ghost technique in the dojo?" Nanase Zhenchun sighed deeply, this is the dojo that cost most of their money to build.

Will it close within a few days?

The roar of fists colliding with each other, Yiwozuo's blood ghost technique? Destroyer collided with Zhongya Zhongya's gravity ball fiercely, and the aftermath of the attack fell inside the dojo and broke beams, load-bearing columns, and plaques...

She leaped lightly to avoid the fallen logs, the hem of Yuori's clothes was raised freely and casually, and the clogs landed everywhere without making a sound, as if she could predict their attack trend, without any attack or attack aftermath hit.

Nanase Zhenchun endured it, and shouted: "Chuya, don't hit me."

Zhongyuan Zhong also flew up and slashed down hard, turned around in the air and kicked hard, Yi Wozuo raised his arm to block, but the bones of his hand were completely shattered by the strong gravity, he laughed wantonly: "I'm sorry, my Vampirism isn't just about manipulating these gravity balls."

The most fundamental of his power is Chuya Chuya's own supernatural ability, in the filthy sorrow.

By touching and manipulating the gravity of the substance itself, the moment he touches Yiwozuo, it means that he has seized the gravity control right on his body.

Yi Wozuo was surprised to find that his body became heavy uncontrollably, and even Luo Zhen's perception was affected and became confused, but he was not afraid at all and even smiled excitedly: "That's really great, your strength is far more than What you showed."

Zhong Yuanzhong is also stronger than he imagined. He is obviously not a winding ghost, and the blood of ghosts on his body is not thick, but the blood ghost technique and body technique are extremely powerful, and the tempering of the body has reached the limit of perfection.

Raising his hand to wipe away the blood left by the broken bridge of his nose, Yiwozuo let out a sharp laugh almost like a mandrill, and swung out a frenzied and disorderly attack, blasting the dojo to pieces with gusts of fist wind.

"Come on, let's fight more heartily!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also's expression changed, and he turned his head to look at the dojo that was raising waves of smoke and dust. He turned around and was about to rush in: "True pure!"

I didn't expect Yiwozuo's attack range to be so large, and it directly smashed the dojo. Chuya Nakahara's blood ghost technique is better at attack than protection.

Yiwozuo's frantic and excited expression faded, "Human beings are such fragile creatures, Zhongye, you shouldn't waste your attention on them."

In fact, he had no intention of attacking Nanase Machun, but his emotions became agitated, and the bombardment of destroying and killing chaos completely destroyed the dojo, and burying people in it can only be blamed on her being too weak.

"You bastard!" Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fist and gritted his teeth.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, his expression suddenly froze: "Zhenchun..."

The girl holding the knife appeared in front of Yi Wozuo at some point, the blade was covered with bright red blood, she slowly lowered the tip of the knife, and said coldly: "I'm glad you still remember my existence."

Yi Wozuo was holding the head that had fallen into his hand without a sound, and he couldn't recover.

what just happened?

There was obvious bewilderment on his handsome face, and the stunning knife was light and beautiful, and it cut off his head smoothly and silently without even making him feel the slightest pain.

It wasn't until his head fell into his arms that he realized that his head had been chopped off.

If this human girl is holding a sun wheel knife, he has already been beheaded and killed, right?

He didn't even notice her approaching movement, and cut off his head with that knife.

Nanase Zhenchun hung down the tip of the knife, and the blood condensed into beads and rolled down and dripped on the wreckage. She swung the knife and pointed at Zhongyuan Zhongya, and smiled: "I told you to stop, didn't you hear?"

The strong anger seemed to turn into substance, Nanase Masumi pointed at him with a sharp knife, Kyoto's soft tone was raised and cute, and she smiled as proudly and beautifully as usual, but somehow it made Nakahara Chuya's heart feel cold.

Zhongyuan Zhong also said in a low voice with guilt: "I heard it, but Yiwozuo is not willing to stop, and I can't let him mess around."

"Yi Wozuo doesn't want to stop?" She chuckled, then turned to look at Yi Wozuo, who was obviously stunned, his eyes engraved with the words "Shangxian" widened slightly, and he said with difficulty: "You didn't expect to meet when you opened the dojo." Did you go to the gym?"

He is obviously just a fragile human being, why is he flustered?

Zhong Yuanzhong was also surprised, and hastily retorted: "I said from the beginning that blood ghosts are not allowed?"

A move as lethal as the blood ghost technique will destroy at least half of the dojo once it is used.

Yi Wozuo put his head back on his neck, and said calmly: "To deal with a powerful warrior, the only way to respect it is to use all your strength to deal with it."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also almost blown up by him: "So the ruin of the said field is all caused by you!"

"Zhong also has the long lifespan and excellent talents of ghosts, and should not waste time on the weak of humans."

"What are you talking about, bastard, what does it have to do with you if I open a dojo?"

Standing on the ruins of the dojo, the two ghosts quarreled childishly. You and I started to argue. Nanase Machun's hand holding the knife tightened, and she forced a smile: "You two, have you had enough quarreling?" ?”

It was obviously not a loud voice, but the quarrel between Nakahara Chuya and Yi Wozuo stopped instantly.

"It turned out that the dojo was destroyed by Chuya and Yi Wozao together, so I will trouble you to restore the dojo together."

Her voice was gentle and soft, with the unique sweetness of Kyoto, but it sounded like a deafening threat to the ears of the two ghosts.

Sheathing the knife neatly, Nanase Masumi smiled and said, "I feel a little sleepy. I'm going to sleep today. I hope to see a complete dojo tomorrow."

She turned and left, leaving Zhongyuan Zhongye and Yi Wozuo looking at each other.

"This can't be done in one night, right?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also had an erratic tone, twitching the corners of his mouth.

Yiwoza glanced at the direction Nanase Masumi left, and asked seriously: "Is your woman a ninja?"

Appearing silently, without a trace of murderous or sword aura, even Luo Zhen couldn't detect her approaching, and only when his head fell did he realize that she had just swung the knife.

"It's a killer, idiot!" Nakahara Chuya reflexively snapped back and said, "When I was still a human being, Zhenchun's strength was comparable to mine."

That's why she is not the drag and weak person that Yiwozuo said.