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

From this distance, it is obvious that there are already many broken pieces around it. It seems that if you touch this huge red sword, it will be broken even more severely, and you will face the crisis of losing the sword at any time!

A trace of distress flashed through the girl's heart.

Respect——

And Weitzman was thinking even more. Countless shadows flashed through his mind instantly. He seemed to have seen these swords somewhere before, and even studied this scene. This scene was so familiar...

It's like this is his world!

Everything Nioh had just said and told was constantly swirling in his mind.

There were so many things that he couldn't bear it——

"Ah——" the white-haired boy held his forehead in the air and cried out in collapse.

Niwang was a little surprised. That's not right. Dajue Guochanglu said before that it wouldn't hurt. Just accept it calmly...

how--

It’s impossible for Guochang Lu Dajue to trick Weizman!

That is--

"Weizman, can you stop pretending?" Nioh Masaharu finally saw the more detailed parts.

For example, when Weitzman screamed, only the corners of his mouth were wide open.

Other parts of the face, such as the corners of the eyes and cheeks, are still as smooth and round as ever, without any signs of pain or wrinkles.

Oh, those feet kicking in the air are very powerful, but isn’t the arc a bit too big?

Generally speaking, it's not all about shrinking in pain. I saw some children showing their teeth and claws in pain, and pedaling faster than rowing a boat!

Weitzman: "..."

Wow, I was caught out so quickly!

"How do you know I'm faking it?"

Nioh's eyes were cold and he didn't want to answer his question. It was already this time and he was still playing.

"You are really childlike--" Nioh rolled his eyes.

"Well..." Weitzman said with a smile, "Life is about constantly adding more fun!"

If there was only a rigid ending, wouldn't everything be too sad?

"Masaharu, please protect me for two minutes. I need to get used to my own strength!" The mischievous smile on Weizman's mouth turned serious, and he instantly became a bit more calm and powerful like Nioh once saw on the sky boat. The appearance of the King of Silver who is not disturbed by anything.

He knew it was time for him to recover...

And before that——

Anyone's interference may cause all of this, and the ending suddenly reverses.

"Don't worry!" Nioh thought and the domain belonging to the Colorless King quietly bloomed in the air. It enveloped Weizman and the little girl Anna who were recovering their minds next to them.

Since Nioh himself has fused part of the power of the Silver King, his power will not cause any pressure on Weizman, even...

Wrapping the person tightly and extremely securely, as if they were afraid that something might go wrong with this big baby who had just come back.

It probably passed, dozens of seconds or two or three minutes.

Hey~

There was an inexplicable sound in the air, and the surrounding wind suddenly changed. In the enclosed space that was originally sunny, a hurricane indifferently set off, as if some power was slowly fermenting.

Nioh's originally wary eyes returned to his surroundings. When he raised his head and looked at the people next to him...

Weitzman opened his eyes.

What a pair of eyes those are!

It's like knowing all the truth, understanding the root of all things, and looking down upon everything in the world with plain eyes.

So indifferent that nothing can hinder his decision, aloof...

"Weizman——" Nioh called softly, not sure if he was still thinking like a normal person.

The next second after calling, Weizman's aloof eyes suddenly changed, and he came over with a smile, "Haha, are you scared by me?"

Nioh: "..."

Sorry, I really forgot that Weitzman used to have this bad temper, treating people coldly and indifferently, and then suddenly jumped out to scare people!

He only remembered the majesty of the sky, but he forgot that the sky was also fickle and had many faces!

Nioh: “…………”

"Now that your strength has been restored, then..."

Weizman leaned over curiously, ready to hear what he had to say, but unexpectedly, Niou took his arm in a very kind way.

Then he pulled it down hard, and just when Weitzman followed his inertia and leaned towards him, wondering what he was going to do——

The white-haired young man showed a proud smile like a boy, grinned at him fiercely with his teeth bared, and then——

"Please ask the great first king, the King of Silver, to stop the struggle between the Blue King and the Red King——"

The next second, the scenery in front of Weizman suddenly changed. The person in front of him had disappeared, leaving only the rotating sky and a thud——

Then, two unfamiliar yet familiar faces appeared in front of me, the third king of power, Red King Zhou Fangzun, and the fourth king of power, Blue King Munakata Reiji!

"Long time no see, Mr. Weitzman, King of Sky and Silver!"

I don't know how long it took, maybe a second or a minute.

Weizman finally understood the scene in front of him. Just now, Niou actually used his power to throw him down, and there was a 360-degree Thomas rotation in the middle.

Hmm...so happy!

Hmm...how can it be repaired!

"It's obviously my power, why is that guy using it more skillfully than me?" Weizman's eyes widened, and he crossed his hands in front of his chest, furious.

He doesn't understand why...

This is obviously his power!

"There is no possibility that you are not proficient in using your own power just now!" Zhou Fangzun coolly reminded, "Nioh Masaharu's talent is one of the best. His power is very powerful and unique... "

"If any royal person despises him, he will probably receive a big lesson!"

"Ha, are you talking about me?" Weizman turned his head and looked at the unruly, flaming man, "Humph, he has accepted my power! He has many talents... too Here is my brother whom I love very much!"

"Oh? Really?" Zhou Fangzun split his lips and showed a bright smile, "I wonder if Mr. Weizman ever heard him call you Nissan?"

Seeing Weizman's instantly frozen expression, the smile on Zhou Fangzun's lips became even more wanton and revealed a hint of happiness.

"Masaharu calls me Brother Zun!"

Weitzman: "..."

Gritting his teeth was no longer enough to describe his mood at the moment.

How can it be repaired?

Why did Niou never call him brother after losing? Brother Weizman didn’t scream either!

Why is this guy?