A broken waist warning from a god judge

This night, Tsuna could finally sleep peacefully.

The world ten years later, to be precise, belonged to the group of people ten years later. In other people's territory, he couldn't sleep well at all.

Don't say that the base is safe underground. When the enemy is Bai Lan, even if the base goes deep into the center of the earth, it cannot guarantee absolute safety.

The fact is also the same, Bailan's ability to be a monster is no match for ten Liudao Mukes.

And such a "character" was actually defeated by him...

No matter how you think about it, it is unscientific!

So, I really took the lead script.

After thinking wildly for a while, Gang Ji put Bai Lan and his little friends all behind him. The status quo of not having to think about who to fight tomorrow or whether someone will die is too satisfying.

He fell asleep until noon the next day, and Tsunayoshi, who wanted to continue to sleep, was abruptly woken up by Hayato Goji.

"Judaime!!!"

"...Ah, it's the Prison Temple."

The urgency of the former is in stark contrast to the dullness of the latter.

"You finally woke up!" Prison Temple looked like he was about to cry.

"Huh? Are your injuries okay? You were thrown out by Yunjin yesterday."

"It's okay, Judaime, thank you for your concern!" Yuji was in high spirits, and now it's no problem for him to run ten kilometers, "No, that's not what I want to say!"

"Judaime, the baseball idiot guy, and the lawn head, have been beaten up at the training ground since the morning...they were already vomiting blood when I came here..."

The tragic scene in Prison Temple does not want to be recalled. He thought that after the battle in ten years, everyone can return to the world ten years ago and enjoy a peaceful life. However, a new round of development completely shattered his life. Dream.

"I'm vomiting blood."

Gang Ji's tone was full of nostalgia: "When I was training, vomiting blood was light, and I was beaten unconscious every time I moved."

"Don't worry, the vomiting of blood is only a minor injury. It may be due to the blood congestion left in the body during the previous battle. Being beaten and vomiting like this will also benefit the recovery later."

——Judaime, listen to yourself, are you speaking human language?

"But it's not good to just leave it like this, wait for me a moment, I'll go to the training ground with you to check the situation."

"Yes, Judaime."

Going to the training ground with Gangji is the original intention of the prison temple, and the other party has said so. As a subordinate, no matter how anxious he is, he can only endure it.

"Um... let's go."

With the bread stuffed in his mouth, Gangji uttered a short syllable, signaling to the prison temple to follow him: "Have you eaten this morning? There is still bread, let me get you one too."

How could there be food in the Prison Temple? He was really worried that if he went a little later, the guardians he didn't like would go to see God.

"Don't worry, it'll be alright."

Gang Ji saw through the prison temple's thoughts, and forcefully stuffed him with food: "They are all sensible people, and they will not do anything to embarrass Yunjin."

"Yunjin...is that the girl who threw me away yesterday?"

After getting stuck for a while, Prison Temple changed the originally impolite address to a term suitable for Yunjin's appearance: "She is very powerful, but..."

"Although it hurts my self-esteem to say that." Gang Ji sighed, "But she threw you away yesterday, and it was a very simple thing for her."

"For those Fu Sangshen who beat up student Yamamoto until he vomited blood, there are dozens of opponents who are not Yunjin."

"As for you and me, it's even worse."

"It is estimated that I will not be able to beat it ten years later. This is not a simple gap between abilities, but a difference in realm."

Prison was speechless.

He felt that Judaime, who was walking in front of him, became a loyal fan of someone when he was talking. This boasted about the skillful gesture of the other party, which was very similar to himself.

It's just that he is a standard Judai Mubuki.

And Judaime is a standard Yunjinbuki.

Well, since Judaime said so...

The Guardian of Mist, who had no choice but to accept the status quo, put away the confusion in his heart. He couldn't change his impression until he had a real experience of Yunjin's combat power.

So what if it was thrown out and turned into a shooting star?

As long as the strength is strong enough, even a silly cow can do this step.

Looking at Tsunaki's back, he felt more and more that Judaimu was a poor person who had been brainwashed into an MLM group by mistake.

But what else can be done?

The Judaime I chose, I have to follow no matter what.

Sensing the strong gaze behind him, Tsuna silently wiped the sweat off his brow.

He knew that he had exaggerated a bit too much. If he switched the positions of Prison Temple and himself, he would feel that something happened to the other party's head during time travel, which caused a good person to turn himself into a split personality.

But this is reality.

When I was young, I also doubted it, but after being beaten until I vomited blood, I verified Fu Sangshen's combat effectiveness.

And Fu Sangshen, who was beaten to the point of vomiting blood by Yun Jin, also verified Yun Jin's combat effectiveness.

As the bottom of the food chain, Tsuna, recalling that hellish training process, would always have the idea that Li Baoen is not some kind of devil.

Fortunately, only he and the guardian came across.

Otherwise, after his tutor opened his eyes, it would be a question of whether he could live in peace for ten years.

"Yo Gang, you're here too."

Urashima Tortoru, who just came out to get some air, waved happily at Tsunayoshi: "Those people inside are your guardians, Tsuna. They have good eyesight, and they are quite resistant."

"Please don't say this description in front of them."

Tsuna scratched his cheek and decided to hide this evaluation: "Senior Skylark and the others are all very powerful, but they have not received relevant training. I believe they can become stronger."

"It is certain to become stronger."

Urashima nodded affirmatively: "We have been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly, people who want to try your skills are lined up, in order not to cripple you, we specially drew lots to choose today's Lucky."

"...Can I not fight?"

Rabbit Gang looked over pitifully, there seemed to be a phantom of rabbit ears on his head, the whole person was pitiful and innocent: "I just finished fighting for ten years, I want to rest more."

"Your guardians can fight, and you're fine."

The lively Wakizashi boy smiled brightly, ignoring Tsunayoshi's personal wishes: "Be happy, the guy who is in charge of beating you up today is Wuji. It is indeed a little luck, and it is really enviable luck."

"It's Wuji."

Tsuna Yoshi also breathed a sigh of relief, compared with some of the bosses in Honmaru who have two faces, Wu Ji is the one who looks the same.

At least there is no need to worry, the situation of being soft and weak before the fight, and beaten to death after the fight is over.

That's right, it's about the withdrawal of the five tigers, which left an indelible psychological shadow on Gang Ji.

"Then I'll go."

Seeing Wu Ji Zhenzong who had already set up a posture in the field, Gang Ji put a stick of incense on himself and lit a piece of wax, and stood opposite Wu Ji with an imposing manner that would never return.

"Long time no see, Aang."

Wuji smiled shyly at Tsunayoshi, Wakizawa waved twice in the air, and greeted his opponent: "You are welcome to let the horse come over."

"Please be merciful."

Tsuna lit the flames.

The training ground can't help any power. Compared with the suppression in other places in Honmaru, here you can release your ability freely.

Tsuna, who had seized the air supremacy, looked extremely calm. When he ignited the flames, Fu Sangshen who stayed on the sidelines and watched cheered, and some people whistled.

"It looks much prettier this way."

"How did he get the equipment on him? The ability of the space system?"

"Oh, what an interesting thing, it looks like a little lion!"

Ability that has never been seen one after another, making people dazzled.

"It seems that after we left, he didn't exercise less."

Sanriyue Zongjin sighed with emotion: "It's gratifying that a cute rabbit can finally eat people... It's no problem to describe it like this."

"Leave the rabbit alone, he's just a child."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga complained: "It is said that we have two faces, and Ganga is the standard second personality, right? If you ignite a flame, you will become handsome and worth full marks. Why don't I have such ability."

"Because you are handsome enough without changing your body."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong answered casually: "Sure enough, the air is a very important part. We have suffered a great loss because we can't move freely in the air."

Hearing his words, Prison Temple could no longer restrain the spirit of complaining in his heart.

"You call that a big loss?"

With a look of disbelief on his face, he pointed to Mukichi Zhenzong who calmly responded to Tsunayoshi's attack: "It's been a long time since Judaimu didn't have an effective attack, and the breathing rate and pace of the person he was chasing and beating were not at all confused."

If it is such a loss, I am willing to eat ten tons.

"That's not what it says."

Xiaohumaru took advantage of the prison temple's unpreparedness and touched the opponent's hairy head: "Gang, he didn't attack effectively, and neither did Wuji. He has always wanted to drag A Gang from the sky."

The two people in the field entered an awkward situation, and they couldn't do anything to each other.

Wu Ji was waiting, waiting for Ah Gang to be unable to hold on and fall.

Gang Ji is also waiting, waiting for a flaw in Wu Ji's defense, so that he can take the opportunity to take it away.

After their stalemate, it was lunch time. Hotaru, who came to order people to eat, directly pulled out the big sword and slashed horizontally, separating the two of them, and ended the battle.

"The Lord is waiting for you."

Hotaru said succinctly: "Yakuken is in charge of those who were injured before, and you can visit them after dinner."

"Yamamoto-san, are you okay?"

Tsuna immediately switched to the normal mode, and the little lion jumped into the box, and the flame burning on his forehead flickered a few times before going out.

"Both Yamamotos are fine."

"Huh? The baseball idiot from ten years later got involved in this?"

Prison Temple expressionless: "Yeah, anyway, it's a baseball idiot, and it doesn't seem strange to do anything."

When he came over, he only saw that Takeshi Yamamoto was beaten up to vomit blood ten years ago, but he never expected that someone would exit the scene before that.

"The potential of those two people is quite good."

Touken who fought against Takeshi Yamamoto said: "He is a rare genius in the human world."

It's a pity for the men with swords and swords. In their view, such a genius is confined to one family, which is a waste of their own talents.

But he himself is very willing, so it doesn't matter.

"so."

Gang Ji pondered for a few seconds: "Then it seems that I will trouble you in the future."

He can already see the picture of Takeshi Yamamoto wanting to soak in the training ground and unwilling to leave after his injury, and it is the same if it is himself.

The ten-year war is over, who knows what will come next.

Only by seizing this good opportunity to improve your combat effectiveness can you seize the opportunity in future battles.

"no problem."

California Qingguang felt that this was a trivial matter: "Okay, we've stayed here long enough, and if we don't go there, the interrogators will be in a hurry."

"I'm covered in sweat."

Gang Ji looked down at his sweat-soaked T-shirt, and his expression became sad: "Say sorry to Yun Jin for me, because I will be late to pass."

"Boys just take a combat bath."

Izumi Mori Kanesada patted Tsunayoshi on the shoulder vigorously: "We can start dinner after you come over, as long as you speed up."

"no problem."

Like a gust of wind, Gangji disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.He was left in the same place by Ji Jiji, not knowing whether to follow the Judaimu or follow the large army.

"You are the one who was beaten by the master yesterday."

Looking at the mixed-race face of Guisi, California Qingguang's brain circuit turned to another way: "Now this kind of mixed-race looks are very popular. Do you think I should change my hair color? I always feel that black is too common. .”

"But if you dye your hair, it will damage the hair quality."

Ranto Shiro has a different opinion on this: "You have black hair like this, you have to bleach it several times just for the first step of bleaching, otherwise the silver hair dye will not be dyed silver."

"It's so troublesome."

Qing Guang looked at the prison temple and felt envious: "Can you please ask the Lord to let her hit me and change my hair color."

This is really an unprecedented new idea, and Fu Sangshen, who has never changed his hair color by forging a knife, fell into deep thought.

"Excuse me, what are you talking about?"

Hearing in a cloud of fog, Prison Temple couldn't figure out what these people were talking about.

Is it a new training method?Is your hair a symbol of combat power?

"I'm talking about how to become a popular idol."

Tangled around the end of her hair, looking quite distressed: "I also want to change my hair color. The aqua blue of the first phase brother is super beautiful. I have to check the sales around me. The sales volume of the first phase brother's dolls Coming in first."

"Everyone still likes the character design of the gentle prince."

Qingguang nodded with experience: "I can't do it anymore, the difference between me and the prince is too far."

"It's okay, you can work with An Ding to spread socialist brotherhood."

The orange-haired dagger gave a thumbs-up: "Bundled sales can also drive the sales of the combination. There are more people and more power."

"Makes sense."

Qing Guang and Luan clapped their hands, ending the conversation.

After listening to the whole process, Hayato felt that it was difficult to breathe. He seemed to understand it, but he didn't seem to understand it.

So now being an idol can improve your combat effectiveness?

How these two things are equated, as a top student, he can't understand the logic at all.

Could it be that if you want to become stronger, you must first become an idol?

His eyes turned circles, and Hayato tried to understand the deep meaning of this through pen and paper.

With the news from the night before, Fu Sangshen adjusted his working hours as much as possible for lunch this day, and wanted to see who the guests who fell from the sky were.

What's more, there are acquaintances here, and they still have a part of their hearts for the boy they trained with their own hands.

Recalling the past, the world with Ah Gang is really the easiest one. Usually, you only need to train and train teenagers, and you don’t need to build villages or watch power fights at all.

It's really wonderful to let them repeat it every time they are struggling.

It's just that today is destined not to see everyone, and many people were not able to attend the seats reserved for visitors from other worlds.

"All in hand to enter the room."

Yaoyan, who was wearing a white robe, said indifferently: "There is also bad news, the cards on their side cannot be swiped here."

After working all morning, the income was zero, and Yaoyan was a little unhappy.

"It's okay, when they go back, you can go together, the money is owed first, and then we will make up for you together."

Yun Jin hastened to make amends.

The two Judaime also nodded together.

"I can rest assured that."

The breath around Yao Yan became gentle, and he seemed to realize that he was still wearing a white coat, and slowly put the clothes with red marks on the hem beside him.

"It's not blood."

Seeing the straight eyes of other people, Yao Yan kindly explained: "The newly formulated medicine is of this color. When I gave it to them, I didn't hold it steady and it got on their clothes."

——Believe you, a ghost!

How can the hand that does not shake while holding the scalpel be unstable when applying the medicine.

You are clearly inducing innocent people to think about bloodstains.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Picking up the rice bowl, Yaoyan said in a calm tone, "I have other arrangements in the afternoon. Is it really good to waste time looking at me?"

"Yes, yes, I will go to rehearsal immediately after eating!"

Ran was the first to respond to Awataguchi's call.

"That's right, we have other arrangements in the afternoon. Ah Gang, would you like to go to the recording site with me? Today is the first time Qingguang and the others are on stage. I have internal tickets for the front row."

"Gah?"

Gang Ji was stunned for a moment, and he could understand when they were separated, how they became strange after being put together.

"what?!"

The one who reacted more than Gangji was Qingguang: "Why didn't you tell us about coming to the scene?!"

California Qingguang couldn't eat anything in an instant, he just wanted to grab other people in the group and rehearse the familiar program a hundred times again.

"Because Sanriyue said that what I told you in advance will make you feel nervous."

Yun Jin gave the reason.

— so that's why you spooked us before the recording started?

"But I also feel that if you see me during the recording process, you may be more frightened and more nervous, so it's better to tell you in advance."

Qing Guang's face was full of lovelessness.

"I have practiced so many times, it must be fine."

Horikawa Kunihiro cheered up his friends: "And if you can't do it, Kiyomitsu, let Mr. Kane stand in the C position..."

"Only the C position I will never give up."

Raising his hands and making a cross in front of his chest, Qing Guang revived on the spot: "You are right, we have practiced for so long, even if our mind goes blank because of nervousness, our body will remember how to go next."

"Then why are you so low?"

An Ding pushed Qing Guang's big head aside: "Hurry up and finish eating before going to practice walking."

"So Mr. Qingguang, aren't you joking when you talk about debut?"

Tsuna finally came to his senses, and felt that the development of this matter was too magical: "How could it be a debut, why would it be a debut..."

No matter how you look at it, you all look more like the type who carry a knife to kill evil spirits.

"Becoming the most popular idol group is more challenging."

Yamato Shou Anding gave the reason why he is willing to participate: "It is a lot of fun to fight with others... Oh, I was wrong, it is to challenge myself to climb the peak bravely."

"Wouldn't it be funnier when people who don't like you stand by and applaud you?"

He didn't realize what was wrong with his thoughts at all.

"So that's what you think, An Ding."

Qing Guang patted his little friend on the shoulder carelessly: "I'm not that complicated. I just want to kill the number one group and become the king of C."

"Then let's work together."

The two finished encouraging each other, and the picture was so harmonious that Fu Sangshen around couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Natural black + natural white... Can your Shinsengumi still do it?

"Hahahahaha, of course I am the king of position C!"

Izumi Mori Kanesada let out a series of hearty laughter: "I don't think I will lose to you, this time the C position is given to you, and next time it will be mine!"

He also gave California Qingguang a gauntlet.

Other swords: ...

That's fine, as long as you are happy.

I thought that the Shinsengumi was just a silly and sweet California Kiyomitsu, but I didn't expect Izumi Mori Kanesada to lose much.

"I also have a program recording in the afternoon."

Candlestick Qie Guangzhong suddenly said: "Master, do you want to come over and take a look? The recording time should be before Qingguang and them, and the recording time is very short, so it will not delay other arrangements."

"Okay."

Of course Yun Jin would not refuse.

"Huh? Even Mr. Candlestick Kiri made his debut?" Tsuna Ji's three views were greatly impacted, "Is Mr. Candlestick Kiri also perform and dance? I'm a bit confused..."

With good looks and a good figure, Candlesticks can sing and dance, but those who know him well know that whenever Candlesticks is handsome, he is the first one to feel embarrassed.

And I have to attribute this embarrassment to my not being handsome enough.

"It's not singing and dancing."

Little Hammer waved his hand: "We already have too many singing and dancing contestants in Honmaru, and it's too miserable to fight internally when we debuted at the same time... So Candlestick Cut is taking the variety show route."

"I specially created a new show for him called Good Morning Kitchen. I originally wanted to get a wave of housewives fans first, but Candlestick Cut is so handsome that I accidentally gained fans of other age groups."

"The ratings are also steadily improving."

Candlestick said very modestly, as if I had only made a small contribution.

"so amazing."

Gang Ji murmured, the impact he received during this meal was more than what he received during the ten-year war.

After all, the ten-year war has a clear goal, just kill that white flower; but Fu Sangshen has embarked on a completely different path, which makes Gang Ji think a little more.

Tsuna is not so eager for the position of Pengelie Judaime.

Rather than becoming the head of a family, he was willing to put on the ring and go to the battlefield, more because he thought that if he had more strength, he might be able to meet Yunjin and the others earlier.

Facts have also proved that if I hadn't been steadfast on this road, the day of meeting would be far away.

It's just that people have seen it now. Does that mean that besides inheriting the family, I can do other things?

"Judaimu?"

Prison Temple looked at Gangji with some concern, for fear that the other party would prepare to make a debut with some group after listening to the unconstrained speech.

——Can the Pengo Li family do it?

——The Vengley family can do it.

It was because he was able to do it that he was terrified. He did not have the option of going on stage in his life arrangement.

"...Don't worry, prison temple, I have no intention of debuting."

Gangji's tone was heavy: "Standing on the stage sweating and winking at other people is too difficult...much more difficult than being a BOSS."

Prison Temple: I haven't said anything Judaime.

"But I think Mukuro is quite suitable for debut."

Anyway, Liu Dao Mu was beaten into his hands and entered the house. When Tsuna gave the other party an example, he did not panic at all: "To be an idol, you must have characteristics that other people do not have."

Like that pineapple head.

For example, the heterochromatic pupil.

Also like that weird laugh.

"Then he is handsome. Although he often jumps on the edge of abnormality, it is undeniable that he is really handsome."

"The point is, Mukui also brought two backup dancers with him, both of whom grew up with him, and they share the same mind."

Coulom felt that what his boss said made a lot of sense.

"However, it still depends on the individual's wishes. You can't forcefully send Mu to debut."

Gang Ji sighed, the biggest difference between him and Yun Jin was here.

Under the suppression of powerful force, even if some people don't really want to do something, they will grit their teeth and do it under the threat of their lives.

He can only live the addiction in his mind, because he also knows that it is impossible for Liu Dao Mu to embark on the road of debut.

"Perhaps Mr. Mukuro is willing."

Collom, who had been eating quietly, gave his own master Mukuro a knife: "If it is your request from BOSS."

"No, no, I don't want to ask him to do that."

The leader of Peng Gelie was humble online: "He can come out of the Avengers prison safely, and I am happy enough not to cause trouble again."

"This is a bit difficult."

Kurom responded seriously: "After all, if we go back, Master Mu will be arrested again."

"...Yeah, I'd have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me."

During the crossing, Liu Dao Mu, who was supposed to be soaking in cans in the Avengers Prison, followed him for some reason, but unfortunately Liu Dao Mu did not cherish this hard-won freedom, and immediately made himself into the room.

Liudao Mukuo's illusion is very strong, but Fusangshin has experienced the baptism of the Uchiha family.

That short career in building a village left Fu Sangshen with a lot of positive feedback.

"Catch it and grab it. Even if a person is soaked in a can, his heart is free."

Gang Ji's expression was numb: "But after you go back, you can use Peng Gelie's name to contact the prison. It doesn't work if you always keep Peng Gelie's fog guard inside."

"Hey, does the person with the strange hair have such an experience?"

Yunjin felt a little surprised: "I thought he was the same type as Tsurumaru, he was like heaven and earth, but he could get out safely."

"Master God Judge, I heard what you said."

Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at Yunjin with a smile on his face: "I think it's a compliment to me if I'm so heavenly and earthly."

"He is actually fine, but his actions are a bit extreme."

Tsuna tried to explain to his guardian: "Well, I can't get too deep into it... Actually, this story is very long. If you don't mind, I can tell you in detail."

He hardly recalls the past time, either on the way to training or on the way to solve the incident.

When most of the people expressed their desire to listen and watch, Gangji took a deep breath and began to talk about Li Baoen's appearance.

His legendary life probably started from that day.

Zetian, who was forced to recall the incident ten years ago, was smiling the whole time.

As for how he scolded the streets in his heart, no one knew.

"What's the matter, are you a little touched when you hear how you died ten years ago?" He looked at the guardian sitting not far away, and teased him, "At that time, you and Senior Skylark formed a relationship. The enmity has not been eliminated until now."

Anyone who is brought up with the dark history of the past will not feel happy.

Liu Daoku, a person with a lot of black history, is naturally even more upset.

As the saying goes, the crimes he committed back then were all water in his head. Liu Daoku listened to his own actions that seemed quite naive now, and felt that this was clearly a public execution of himself.

"I'm stuffed."

He decided to slip away.

"Master Mukuro..." Ten years later, Kurom did not follow Liudao Mukuro away. She changed to a place further away from Tsunayoshi so that she could hear it more clearly.

"Replace it with Coulom ten years ago..." Absolutely would not do this.

Zetian, who was about to sigh with emotion, saw the expression of the small version of Colum listening seriously.

Coulom has always been very concerned about matters related to Liu Dao Mu.

Even if it is black history, you have to listen to it clearly.

Sawada: Okay, it’s normal for me, who is so big, to not understand your Kirimori’s hobbies.

He ate the food on the plate in a few mouthfuls, and together with Fu Sangshen who helped clean up the dishes, he put the dishes into the dishwasher.

"Are you going out with us this afternoon?"

Yun Jin poked his head to look at him: "Ah Gang and I both look like minors, we need an adult to take over the place."

"That's all I can do."

Zetian sighed: "I'm going out with my son."

"The most I can admit is that you are my brother in front of outsiders."

Gangji doesn't allow himself ten years later to take advantage of him and return his son, why don't you say that I am your reincarnated grandfather.

"Then let's talk about it."

Yun Jin tugged at Gang Ji's sleeve: "Keep talking, we haven't finished talking about Xanxus."

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Speaking of tutoring, I was still chasing comics when I was in junior high school...but I didn't read the chapter of Children of the Rainbow...

Although in the adults, Bao En's side face kills me OTL

Surprisingly expensive manual