Net King: Walking into Tatehai University with Damocles on his head

The force of each blow was superimposed, and Nioh smiled as he felt the unbearable weight in his hands.

"Pfft~" I finally knew how to think with my brain.

Although the devilish state can make people irritable, there is still room for change. Only by being patient, careful and using your own mental power as a guide can you...

- Wake up again!

Congratulations, little kelp.

You finally took this step...

Just next!

Niou curled his lips and smiled elegantly, then waved with a smile on his face.

Boom! ——Taishan is overwhelming!

The horizontal sword slashed down from top to bottom, and a mountain-like force came over him, pressing heavily on Kirihara. He didn't have time to react at all, and his whole body was already weighed down by the tennis ball above his head and he couldn't lift his head up.

"Ah——" The racket was pointed upward. He had obviously caught the ball, why still——

The corner of Nioh's mouth on the opposite side was slightly pursed, and his right hand fell down carelessly.

boom--

Kirihara closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Clapping his hands twice easily, Nioh smiled and said, "It's over——"

Croak, croak, croak, croak~

There was sparse applause all around.

"My lord, you have gained new power!"

"No, this has been there before, but it's just never been used..." Niou turned around and smiled.

He stretched out his hand and let his palm wander in the air, feeling the buoyancy and gravity of the space wrapped around his fingertips.

"The power of the First King is the unchanging sky - its counterpart is to control gravity! It is not difficult to apply it to tennis... It is very simple!"

"Then can my lord fly in the future?"

Toshiro and the others spoke, their eyes gleaming as if they had already seen their lord flying in the sky.

"Okay!" Nioh, who had already experienced aerial bungee jumping in a northern town, was already used to it.

He had concealed this skill many times in front of Byodoin Phoenix before blocking the frightened and confused head of Sister Lin who fell from the sky.

Nioh looked at the little short sword that was eager to try, and secretly extended his hand to the shyest sword in the crowd.

"Then - are you willing to be the first test subject?"

The fair cheeks under the sheets instantly turned red as blood. Yamagata Kiri Kunihiro stared at the swordsmen gritting their teeth in hatred, and stretched out his hand tremblingly.

Although he felt that he was not worthy of the Lord's invitation, he still——

This is his unique favor, and he doesn't want to give it up or let it go!

Now~ Lord, if you are willing to pamper me...then keep looking at me!

This time I was invited. Next time I won’t be the first one. Can you please don’t forget me...

The young man held the hand that was also white and boney, and gently turned it around. He felt the cloud reach out to him.

——They ran towards the sky through the dark night.

Under that artificial moon, I walked around the entire sky...

Until you get your feet on the ground again. Neither Shan Lao nor Guoguang recovered from the shock. In the sky and on the earth, he and his lord only have a romance that is unique to one person and one sword...

There is no such thing as substitutes or fakes——

It turns out that fake knives can also get real love!

"Lord, it's my turn next!"

Everyone is looking forward to a solo trip to the sky with Nioh, and then——

Ignore the Kirihara on the ground!

Kirihara:……~

Wow, I have never been so pitiful in my life!

Fortunately, in the end, someone was more conscientious.

"Are you OK!"

The thin boy wearing a black kimono pushed Kirihara on the ground. Under the hooked red eyeliner was a pair of worried eyes.

pity--

Kirihara is in a coma now and can't hear anything!

After pushing for a while, the skinny boy felt that continuing like this was not an option. Since being so gentle didn't work, let's use some violence——

I saw the pair of thin white arms that were as skinny as skin and bones. They exerted force and let out a chirp. He slapped the boy hard on the cheek!

In an instant, red marks gushed out from my face like an allergy~

And Kirihara——

"Hiss - it hurts so much. I was obviously hit by the ball. Why does my face hurt?" Before the person woke up, his hand went up first.

Kirihara touched his face pitifully and was about to rub it, but this touch - hiss, it hurt even more!

What's going on?

Kirihara, who woke up in pain, opened his eyes, and a pair of confused eyes met caring and gentle eyes.

The first thing I saw was the dazzling red eyeliner. The covered pupils were deep and dark, but the curl at the end of the eye contained a bit of warmth.

"You are..." This man's face was too small and looked a bit thin.

Kirihara couldn't help but worry!

"I am the newly arrived ancestor of this Honmaru..." The sword named Kokarasuma smiled and raised his eyes.

Because he is older, he loves the younger generation the most in his life. Especially this kind of child who looks silly and has no scheming, he likes the most——

The eyes in front of you are so young that you want to touch them. They are so addictive!

"Hello, ancestor!" Kirihara got up from the ground, although he was still a little confused about what a newly arrived ancestor meant.

But since they are ancestors, they should be treated with a different attitude.

"Ancestor, have you seen Senior Nioh?" As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a bang.

"Kirihara, look for me!" Nioh pulled the person next to him behind him, letting him fall to the ground quickly, and stepped forward with a smile, "How are you? Did you get hurt anywhere just now?"

"Senior, I'm fine!"

Kirihara scratched his head, he seemed to have heard something just now. Now I glance around and everyone has a kind smile on their face...

Could it be that he simply heard wrong?

It’s not impossible!

"By the way, I have to thank your ancestor for saving me!"

It was only now that Nioh saw the person next to him.

The most noticeable thing about the dark eyes is the red eyeliner. The mountain was pitch black, the limbs were thin, and the wrists seemed to be crushed in the next second.

The most eye-catching thing about the whole body is the decoration like a crow's wings on the top of the thin body. The wings high above the head seem to prove that this sword is extraordinary.

The white-haired young man's eyes flashed, showing a bit of sharpness, until Kirihara reminded him just now.

He didn't even notice that there was someone next to Kirihara. He had never seen this person before. Who was it?

"Who are you!"