don't bother me soar

After Wutiao Wutiao finished speaking, the domestic servant Xingjian who was chasing him appeared behind him, and there were two strangers in Guangli, who should be from the Wutiao family.

The young master who was being held by the Wutiao family obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with breaking in to find someone when he was a guest at someone's home, and he took it for granted.

Seeing this, Xing Jian Guangli nodded lightly: "I see, you guys go down."

He said the last sentence to the servants at home.

Hearing this, the servant of Xingjian's family obeyed his orders and left, and by the way, he had to invite his wife here just in case.

The two members of Wujo's family didn't move. They were ordered to protect Wujo Wu. How could they leave Wujo Wu's side so easily?

Xing Jianguang didn't take it to heart, he didn't say it to those two people, but Wujo Wu walked into the dojo and closed the door directly, blocking the two people who wanted to follow in.

Gojo Satoru quickly ran towards Xingjian Guangli, and as soon as he got close to the envelope of Guangli's "Qingxin Jue", his expression immediately relaxed and said: "It's still more comfortable like this."

"Guangli, can you recite "Qingxin Jue" to me again? I think you recite it the best!"

Gojo Satoru didn't wear the white kimono today, and he was determined to go out early in the morning, and the Gojo family refused to listen to their persuasion.

The Wutiao family had no choice but to follow his wishes, fearing that he would catch cold and get sick when going out, so they gave him an ankle-length down jacket that could almost cover his whole body.

The down jacket is white, Wujo Wu's hair is also snow white, and he wears it thickly in winter. At first glance, it looks like a ball of cotton has become fine.

Xing Jianguang didn't say if it was okay, he bent down and picked up the small wooden sword that was placed on the ground when he was resting: "You want to play with me?"

"Yes!"

"Have you ever learned how to sword?"

Gojo Satoru's attention shifted to the small wooden sword held in Guangli's hand. He was not surprised by Guangli's abrupt question, but said directly: "I saw my family practiced it."

"I just learned it."

Gojo Satoru was very satisfied that his little friend Guangli understood what he meant, and immediately nodded happily: "Yes, I will!"

The advantage that Six Eyes brings to Gojo Wu is not only his proficiency in infinite spells, but the special brain matched with Six Eyes also makes it easy for him to learn various skills, and he can learn to treat others with little effort. Ability that requires a lot of time and effort.

For example, in the way of kendo, he watched others practice it a few times, and he easily understood the key points, knowing and mastering how to correctly coordinate and exert force from all parts of the body when swinging a sword.

Although it can't be said how proficient and understanding it is, it will be sure.

Light is also satisfied.

He raised his hand, and a spare wooden sword placed on the weapon rack in the corner flew into the air and flew into his hand.

When Gojo Satoru heard the light sound of the wooden sword flying in the air, he looked over and captured the scene of the wooden sword flying over.

He looked at Guangli in amazement - making objects fly over by themselves is also an application of attraction in the no-lower limit spell, he himself can do it, and some conjurers can do it too, it's not so unusual.

But the problem is that Hikari didn't use the magic power at all. Gojo Satoru thought that Hikari used another kind of spiritual power in his body, but he didn't see any traces of Hikari's use.

"Next." Guangli handed the wooden sword he had brought to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru caught the wooden sword, confirmed with his own hands that the wooden sword was just made of ordinary wood and nothing special, and asked very curiously: "How did you do this? It flew over by itself without even using your strength. .”

Guangli didn't answer Gojo Wu's doubts, he just said: "Since you are here to play with me, then play with me."

"Use your magic power! Gojo-kun, please!"

Hikari took a few steps back to distance himself from Gojo Satoru, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a sword hanging by his side, directly inviting him to fight in a posture that was very different from Japanese kendo etiquette.

Wujo Satoru felt a little strange when he noticed that Guangli's emotions were a little active at this time, or it could be said that he was eager to try.

He feels that Guangli, who can control his emotions with the forced calm method of "Qingxin Jue", is not a belligerent person, so Guangli's current behavior seems a bit abnormal.

But—so what!

The little friend warmly invited him to fight, and he couldn't refuse! !

Gojo Satoru agreed very positively, and then took the initiative to attack with his wooden sword even more actively than Hikari who invited Zhan!

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When Mrs. Xingjian came to find them, the two people in the dojo were fighting vigorously. From a distance, they could hear the banging sound of wooden swords coming from the dojo, which was extremely intense.

Restricted by the body of a child today, the Master Shen Ting of the Qing Dynasty who divided mountains and seas with a sword in his previous life, no matter how much experience he has and how profound his kendo insights are, he can only condescend to hold a wooden sword and play house with an adult who releases water.

After Guangli fought twice with the kendo masters in his clan who threw water into the sea at him, he completely lost interest in practicing duels with others.

He is too young, and the clan treats him like a treasure, everyone is afraid of accidentally hurting him, so they would rather play with him with soft and non-lethal moves than use extra effort.

So Guangli didn't find anyone to fight anymore. When he taught his younger sister Xueji, he also showed her how to swing a sword - practice with a hundred sword swings every day.

But Gojo Satoru is different. He is about the same age and situation as Hikari, and he has a strong interest in Hikari, not to mention that he won't tie his arms and legs for fear of hurting him. He is a very suitable candidate for sparring.

And Guangli told him to use the magic power, so he obediently used the magic power to strengthen his body and started fighting, without thinking at all what to do if he hit the head and hurt the opponent.

It is rare to meet a suitable opponent, and Guangli also temporarily let go of himself, releasing the depression that has been causing internal injuries due to the difficulty in reconciling the internal forces recently through the competition.

However, unlike Gojo Satoru, who found out that Guangli was very strong and got better and better, and completely forgot that this was just a competition, Guangli has always been very measured, even when he vented, he didn't really act.

After Guang vented his depression for a short while, he restrained his emotions again, and calmly guided Gojo Satoru to feed him moves, turning the competition into a mentoring match.

Otherwise, based on the current five enlightenments alone, if he couldn't make a move under his hands, he would be directly thrown away by the wooden sword in his hand.

The two sides' understanding of kendo is completely different. In Guangli's view, the level of Wujo Wu is just a beginner who can barely get started.

Moreover, the Japanese way of kendo is actually a sword technique, which is mainly based on chopping and thrusting. It pursues a one-hit kill, and its skills are also limited by the restrictions of a single-edged sword. It is far less flexible than a real double-edged sword...

The two members of the Wutiao family who were guarding the door of the dojo were anxious and worried, for fear that Wujo Wu would be injured in an accident. Otherwise, not only would they be punished when they went back, but they might also become sinners of the family and be removed from the genealogy.

But they didn't dare to break in and interrupt Wutiaowu, and they would be punished after going back if Wutiaowu's interest was spoiled.

When Mrs. Xingjian came, they seemed to see a savior, and they asked Mrs. Xingjian to stop the competition between the two young masters.

Without them asking, Mrs. Xingjian was also very worried when she heard the intense movement inside. She was afraid that her son would be hurt.

Even if my son scratches his skin, he will feel distressed for a long time. What if the young master of the Wutiao family doesn't know the severity of the injury and sees blood in the light?

Thinking of the picture of Guangli being injured and bleeding, Mrs. Xingjian felt her eyes go dark, she hurried to the door and shouted inside: "Guangli!"

"Guangli! Master Wutiao came to our house as a guest, how can you fight with guests? Swords have no eyes, what if you get hurt? Stop!"

"Light--"

"Bang—crack!!"

Suddenly, everyone outside the door heard a loud cracking sound, followed by the crisp sound of something falling to the ground after a moment of silence, followed by the muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Then they heard a short exclamation of pain!

"Guangli!!" Now Mrs. Xingjian couldn't bear it anymore, and opened the door abruptly.

However, after opening the door, they didn't see the two young masters for the first time, and what greeted them was white feathers floating all over the sky.

Seeing that Mrs. Xing's nose was irritated and sneezed several times in succession, she was holding her nose and was about to rush in to save her son, when she heard her son's calm voice as if nothing had happened.

"Have you calmed down?"

"Ah."

Gojo Satoru blinked, looking at how easily he was knocked down when his wooden sword was interrupted and he switched directly to melee combat, his beautiful blue eyes were astonishingly bright.

Guangli reached out to him: "Get up, the ground is cold."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru obediently put up his hand, held Hikari's hand and got up.

After the down that blocked the view receded, Mrs. Hoshimi saw that the precious young master of the Gotiao family was covered in sweat, and the white down jacket was even more tattered, hanging on his body like shriveled rags.

White cloth was scattered on the surrounding ground, and the fluff that was encountered as soon as he entered the door was the stuffing that should have been in the five young master's coats.

And her son Guangli, who was worried that he might be bullied by Master Wutiao, sweated a little like Master Wutiao, but the sportswear was just a little messy, and he stood there intact.

Mrs. Xingjian breathed a sigh of relief. Although the result was unexpected, it was good that her son was fine.

On the other hand, the two members of Wutiao's family rushed forward crying when they saw the embarrassment of their god son.

"Master Wu! Where did you hurt? Is it serious or not?!"

Gojo Satoru ignored them at all, took off his clothes when they were torn, pushed aside the two stumbling blocks blocking the way, and followed Guangli who was walking towards Mrs. Chao Xingjian.

"Mother, don't worry, I'm not injured." Mrs. Hoshimi's body was examined nervously by Guangli, and by the way, he held Mrs. Hoshimi's hand that was groping for his waist.

"Really do not have."

Gojo Gojo was half a head taller than Hikari, and he leaned directly on Hikari's shoulder from behind, and said with a smile, "I'm the one who got beaten!"

His tone was very proud, as if it was an honor to be beaten by Guangli.

Mrs. Xingjian was stunned, not understanding how the friendship between the young boys came about so strangely.

Are you happy if you are not angry when you are beaten?

Or is it that the son broke people's brains? ! !

How should I pay for this!