About me coming to save KyoAni

Chapter 68
"Little ghost, are you going to massage Xu with your soft fist?"

Yamamoto Motoryuzai was naked from the upper body, while parrying Qinghe's attack, he ruthlessly satirized Qinghe.

For this old guy's ridicule, all Qinghe can do is to smash his fist to the opponent's face.

certainly. .It is definitely impossible to hit.

Yamamoto Motoryuzai was easily dodged almost every time.

And every time after dodging, Yamamoto Genryuzai would "inadvertently" fight back once.

After 5 minutes, if Qinghe didn't open his mouth, no one would even know that the man lying on the ground with a bruised nose and a swollen face was the handsome Chitanda Qinghe who criticized him before. .

Ten minutes later, Jingle Chunshui was lying on the ground with Qinghe.

Unlike Qinghe who came to Mao from Ruhun Street, Jingle Chunshui is a real high-ranking nobleman.

However, Jingle Chunshui had no interest in martial arts since he was a child, and has always been an idle young master.

The eldest brother inherited the family business, and as the second son, all he needed was to enjoy life.

It's just that his family doesn't allow him to just idle around for the rest of his life.

This is also the reason why Jingle Shunsui appeared at the Shino Academy of Spiritual Art at this time, and was violently beaten by Yamamoto Genryuzai.

Very simple reason.

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"Ah... hiss..."

Qinghe clutched the bruise on her face depressedly, and sighed.

The young lady from Division [-], who was in charge of treating them, had already walked to Jingle Chunshui's side.

His treatment is over.

I have to say that Yamamoto Genryuzai was very measured.

Every blow can perfectly ensure that Qinghe feels the greatest pain. .

And it does not hurt the roots of Qinghe.

Qinghe has heard this several times from the young lady who treated him just now. .

It's just that Qinghe doesn't understand, what use is it for them to learn to beat them for nothing if Yamamoto Motoryuzai beat them blindly. .

Qing Heguang was beaten there this morning, and he hardly touched Yamamoto Motoryuzai a few times.

There were things he had to say, and he bumped Yamamoto Genryuzai's fist with his face many times.

But even though he didn't understand what Yamamoto Genryuzai did, Qing He would not be stupid enough to ask questions.

If he said something wrong, the rest time he had so hard to get might be wasted.

However, not everyone is as transparent as Qinghe.

Jingle Shunsui, who has been used to being chic since childhood, was very dissatisfied with Yamamoto Genryuzai's approach.

Although he knew that the man who beat them just now was the captain of the thirteenth squadron of Gotei. .

"He said he wanted to teach us to fight for nothing, so you came here to relieve us?"

Seeing Jingle Shunsui approaching Yamamoto Yuanryuzai aggressively, Qing He covered his face, not daring to breathe.

Yamamoto Motoryuzai naturally found out the ignorant boy in front of him, and smiled cruelly.

"If you are not convinced, you can call back."

As soon as Yamamoto Genryuzai's words fell, Kyoraku Shunsui quickly raised his hand and punched Yamamoto Genryuzai hard in the face.

But the opponent didn't have the idea of ​​avoiding the punch, and took Jingle Chunshui's angry punch solidly.

Then a terrifying smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

"Very good, it looks like you still have a lot of strength, the rest time is over, kiddos, it's time for us to continue."

Qing He: Grass!

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The one-morning sparring class soon came to an end.

After Kyoraku Shusui finished that punch, in the next class, no matter who was attacking, Yamamoto Genryuzai did not hide, but more often parried.

Facing the attacking fist, Yamamoto Genryuzai responded by hitting back with his own iron fist.

This approach made the pain that Qing He felt in the next class to a higher level.

Among other things, this old guy's body is really tough.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Qinghe also punched Yamamoto Motoryasai several times, plus a kick.

But the feeling of being hit on the steel plate made Qinghe suffer a lot. .

But no matter what, the hellish and terrifying free class is finally over. .

In the afternoon, there are some basic ghost theory classes.

Because the Maou Academy of Spiritual Art has just been officially completed, the solution for lunch is for everyone to eat together in the cafeteria.

Anyway, they are only the first class in the whole school, and the food for thirteen people is not a big deal for the wealthy Sei Lingting.

It is enough for Qinghe to have a full meal.

After coming to Soul Soul Realm, Qing He felt hungry almost all the time. .

He doesn't know what level his spiritual power is, because the spiritual power ball that can test spiritual power has not been made yet. .

Strictly speaking, in fact, the jobs of each team of the Gotei [-]th Division have not been formally determined, after all, they have only just been established.

Qinghe held the chopsticks in his hand, looked at the white rice in the bowl expressionlessly, and looked at the plate of his own lunch in front of him.

Compared with the variety of dishes in Japan, the food here can only be described as shabby.

And the seasoning is almost non-existent, just the most basic salt taste. .

Qinghe sighed and took a mouthful of rice resignedly.

At the same time, a somewhat decadent male voice sounded.

"Let's make do with it, it's pretty good if you have something to eat."

Qinghe looked at the place where the voice came from, Jingle Chunshui was lying on the dining table and spoke weakly.

This morning, the one who received the most frequent care from Yamamoto Motoryuzai was Jingle Shunsui, the unlucky guy.

There is no way, who told Jingle Shunsui not to believe in evil, and insisted on fighting Yamamoto Genryuzai. .

The result is naturally the current Jingle Chunshui's weak appearance.

The physical injuries have been healed in sevens and eighties.

But the exhaustion in the heart is not so easy to heal.

Qinghe glanced at Jingle Chunshui and smiled.

"Kyōraku-san, you must not be feeling well this morning."

"Fortunately, just call Chunshui, you kid is also taken care of by old man Shan very badly."

Qinghe smiled aggrievedly and nodded.

If it is said that Kyoraku Shunsui was taken care of the most by Yamamoto Genryuzai. .

The second most is none other than him.

As for why Yamamoto Genryuzai took such good care of him, Qinghe can probably guess a little bit.

It's nothing more than high hopes for him. .

Of course it's also possible, the old guy is jealous of his handsome looks.

After all, Yamamoto Motoryuzai doesn't have much hair left, and it is estimated that he will be bald in a few years.

"Chitanda Qinghe, right?"

Jingle Chunshui moved his buttocks, squeezed to Qinghe's side, and then a wretched smile appeared on his rather handsome face.

"Isn't the girl from the fourth division just now pretty?"

"Hmm...it's okay."

Qinghe neither agreed nor denied, after all, he was used to modern makeup, and besides him, both Haruhi Suzumiya and Mikuru Asahina were stunning.

"You have high vision. How about it? Are you interested in teaming up with me? I think we should be able to win many beautiful girls with our good looks."

(End of this chapter)