[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

Byodoin Phoenix has chosen to wander around the world to hone his willpower since he was a teenager. Whether it is Egypt in the desert or Russia, which is the closest to the extreme cold of Siberia, he has explored one by one. From short hair to long hair, from focusing on grooming to slovenly, Byodoin Phoenix also has a kind of maturity that does not match his age.

Those world-class skills are all created by him through honing in different regions and moods at different times.If it is easily cracked, he will be a little surprised, but he will not be too moved.

After all, Byodoin Phoenix has participated in many world-class competitions and encountered all kinds of ghosts.

He looked at the blood-red field under the feet of the black-haired boy and narrowed his eyes.

Behind him, the silhouette of the skeleton pirate became more and more solid, stretching out a bony finger, a little far away.

All of a sudden, the area under Song Yiran's feet shrunk, and a huge coercion spread from the sky!

A smile overflowed from the corner of the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple. Although Song Yiran didn't know what the territory was under Song Yiran's feet, according to the current situation, it was no match for the world pirates he had summoned!

Ordinary people can't see the form of the pirate. Except for those who have comprehended the Shura Shinto, everyone else just feels that the cyclone behind the Byodoin Phoenix is ​​stronger.

He just swung his racket lightly, and the skeleton pirate behind him also raised his hand. The superposition of double power made this ordinary ball hit like a cannonball!

This time, without the weakening of the blood field, Song Yiran grasped the racket with both hands to catch the ball, but felt that the pressure on the racket was beyond description.

"pat-"

That was the sound of a racket being smashed.

The black-haired boy shook his hand in some doubts—the other party just swung his racket casually, yet there was such great power!

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"This is the difference between having or not having different-dimensional skills..."

The curly-haired boy with glasses sighed. He has been hiding his own strength. In fact, he has long awakened a different-dimensional skill called black hole, but he is very low-key and few people know about it.

Irie Kanata looked at the condensed skeleton entity, and felt that the black hole hidden in his shadow was about to come out uncontrollably.

"Those two people should feel the same way..."

Looking at Kazuya Tokugawa, who is usually indifferent but now has a fanatical face, and Oni Jujiro, whose smile is so excited that it is a bit ferocious, the cute curly-haired boy squinted his eyes with a smile.

"—Oh, how difficult it is."

The scene has become one-sided.

People outside the court also noticed something was wrong. After all, in the first few balls, Song Yiran and Byodoin Phoenix should be on par...how could they be completely suppressed now?

—Where is... what went wrong?

"Senior...you won't lose..."

Kintaro Toyama grasped the barbed wire tightly, and the arc of the wire was twisted with such force, his immature face was full of worry.

Meanwhile, Echizen Ryoma, who was beside him, was covering his chest at this moment, and a strong burning feeling suddenly appeared there.

——Belonging to his different-dimensional ball skills, the soul of the warrior has been stimulated by the breath on the field and is about to appear.

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On the field, the black-haired boy was panting, propped his knees with his hands, and sweat kept dripping down, staining the ground with a dark color.

His physical strength was a little exhausted, and the field blessed by the Bianhua disappeared. Song Yiran looked at the score on the sidelines. Except for the first goal, he hadn't won a single point.

"Is this the power of Shura's divine way..."

The black-haired boy murmured, wiping the sweat off his face.

"But, I don't agree!"

He straightened up, his eyes were startlingly sharp.

"The state of mind that can only be tempered after countless failures is nothing but the cry of the loser..."

"——I want to... walk out of my own way!"

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Suddenly, a sudden surge of force pulled his consciousness down continuously——

He felt dizzy and slowly opened his eyes.

It was an extremely gloomy door. After Song Yiran fully opened his eyes, he realized that it was all made of human bones...

Moreover, the human bones are still wriggling!

"This is……"

The black-haired boy took a step back, but a voice came coldly.

"I said before, this world will stand for you—"

That extremely young man appeared on the high wall, his whole body exudes a very oppressive aura, the man stretched out his pale hand, as if it was a gesture of seduction, but his face carried a kind of mockery .

"The premise is that you have to push open the door."

"—If you can't really step into this place, then don't mention it."

Song Yiran could feel that there was an extremely powerful force inside the door, and he could feel it just by standing on the outside... It was stronger than the pirates of Byodoin Phoenix!

No, if... the pirates of the Phoenix of Byodoin Temple are the light of fireflies, then the power in the depths of the gate... is like a bright moon!

——Firefly, An Neng competes with Haoyue for glory!

Song Yiran took a deep breath, took a firm step forward, and put his hand against the door.

Immediately, countless shrill whistling sounds came from his ears, causing his eardrums to swell with pain.

Song Yiran pushed the door open with all his strength.

In an instant, the evil spirit that was a hundred times stronger than before struck from inside, gushing like a fountain, causing his black hair to be scattered!

"Well……"

He tried to open his eyes and gritted his teeth to hold on.

The gap slowly widened, and countless bone hands protruded from it, and the creaking sound kept passing through my heart.

"Nothing... can stop me!"

Song Yiran closed his eyes tightly, feeling that his heart was echoing with the spiritual voice of the Bianhua girl, and at the same time he was silently chanting, "Bianhua!"

The blood field exploded under his feet, and the blood splashed, drowning some skeleton hands, and successfully blocked some of them.

But... There are still dozens of skeletal hands stretched out from top to bottom, hanging down long, almost approaching the black-haired boy at the bottom.

At the very moment, Zone's electric light exploded completely in the corner of his eyes, and bloodstains even dripped out!

The door... was finally pushed open completely!

He stepped on the rough road and looked at the river in front of him.

The ferocious blood-red river was flowing, and countless human bones were howling, screaming, struggling, and finally sank to the bottom.

"This is--"

The black-haired boy paused, and after a while, he still fell into the water.

On the shore, the familiar Bana flower bloomed quietly, with chains of restraint on it, covering the entire black shore, filling his eyes.

He finally understood why this place is not like the sea of ​​consciousness, which is surrounded by such a strong sense of despair.

——This river is... the Wangchuan River.

"I should have realized a long time ago... the only thing that can lock the Bianhua and let it settle down and take root is—"

The wind blew through, and the door was completely closed.

"—Only... Hades."

The black-haired boy closed his eyes and murmured, "The Wangchuan River is the boundary between Hades and Huangquan Road."

"And the door full of dead bones just now... is the gate of hell."

——That is the boundary between the underworld and the yang world, that's why that man said that he had never really stepped into this world before entering this gate.

So...he is—

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On the court, an extremely dark and powerful aura rushed straight from the boy with downcast eyes!

The surge of energy overflowed the black mist behind Byodoin Phoenix, which was a hundred times more intense than when Byodoin Phoenix used the different-dimensional ball skills, covering the area at a speed visible to the naked eye. One side of the sky!

"what is that!?"

"I'm not dreaming...why did the color of the sky change!?"

"How could this happen!?"

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Yukimura and others outside the arena also looked at the towering black mist in shock, and they were more worried about Song Yiran than others.

On the other side of the monitoring screen, Yukio Kurobe was too shocked to care about the broken teacup.

"Coach... the values ​​are no longer countable!"

He could no longer hear the words of the researchers, and just stared at the screen with his eyes tightly, looking at the dark-haired boy with downcast eyes.

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On the field, a figure finally emerged from the black mist behind Song Yiran.

The man's face seemed to be covered with a black veil, but it seemed that it had not been covered up. Vitality and vicissitudes coexisted on his body.

He just slightly raised his hand, and the skeleton pirate behind Byodoin Phoenix crouched down tremblingly. At the same time, the ghost hidden in Jujiro Oni's body kowtowed and retreated!

"—My name is Yan Luo, and I am in charge of all sentient beings."