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

"Is this neon?" Nioh took Byodoin Phoenix to the pool next to the park. After washing it, he discovered that this man's spiritual power was not inferior to his.

The original injury actually began to heal slowly under the nourishment of spiritual power. This level of spiritual power - is not low!

When Byodoin Phoenix washed his face, what was revealed was a handsome face with some vicissitudes of life. This man is handsome, but his face and eyes have the weight of time. His golden hair makes him look a bit exotic, but there is only a little more strength in his aura and sharpness in his strategy.

With a mustache at the corner of his mouth, he looks middle-aged at first glance. Oh, no, he looks very experienced at first glance!

"You have been a judge of gods for a long time, right?" King Ni lowered his head and bowed slightly to his senior, "I haven't heard of your name before. It's really my fault!"

Speaking of which, Niou also found it strange. Although I have never seen a God Judge in reality, that is because most of the God Judges come from different time and space and maintain different histories.

But - high-level spiritual examiners share information with each other, and even if they have never met, they still communicate with each other. He had never seen the face in front of him before...

"What is the Judge of Gods?" Byodoin Phoenix wiped his face with his hand. "And those - aren't they monsters?"

"Pfft?"

"Let's talk about the Time Retrospective Army first, so these people have their own names! Right!" Phoenix of Byodoin grinned and patted Nioh on the shoulder, "Little guy, tell me what you know. …”

Nioh: "..."

Damn—what kind of weird development is this?

This guy is not a judge? How is it possible to have such a strong ability? Judging from the extent of his injuries, he must have beaten at least dozens of them.

He has never seen... such a situation!

Since the enemy and the enemy are unknown, Nioh naturally has no intention of telling him everything. His eyes flashed, and he flinched to break away from his hand. However, this guy seemed to be born with a burst of strength. His hands were locked tightly on his shoulders, and he couldn't escape.

Holding the other person's arm with your elbow, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry here, why don't we talk next time!"

Two hands came together, and one hand knife finally got rid of it completely. Byodoin Phoenix smiled coldly, "Yes, let's see what level of strength you have... Then let me give it a try, what exactly is this so-called judge of gods of yours!"

Suddenly there was a bright light in his hand, and a weapon similar to a samurai sword was formed, and he slashed forward mercilessly——

Nioh held the sword in his right hand and blocked upwards. This man's strength was surprisingly strong. Even though he had practiced hard, he was beaten back a step.

"The Judge of Gods is not a thing!" the white-haired boy said with focused eyes. Regardless of whether this person came here to cause trouble or not, the fight has started now and he has no intention of letting go!

With his left hand free, his spiritual power condensed into the scabbard, and the static straw turned in his hand, just like his extended arm, and he stabbed it directly with ease.

Byodoin Phoenix retreated to avoid, and then the distance between the two was widened.

Nioh sneered and was about to move forward when he heard a voice suddenly coming from behind him.

[This is all a misunderstanding, don’t fight! 】

The fat little fox ran awkwardly between the two of them, looking at the swords on the left and right with a cold sweat on his face, [Wait a minute! Please wait a moment! 】

"Konosuke, what are you doing here? Back off!" Nioh glared coldly at the man in front of him, "This uncle is a psycho! Be careful he hurts you!"

Byodoin Phoenix took a cold breath

[Lord Judge, you misunderstood, I just wanted to tell you--]

Foxanosuke explained hurriedly. [This lord is the next successor to the Byodoin family in Kyoto! His spiritual power is very strong. Although he and our government of time are not in the same system, they are both talents who can fight against the time-traveling army! 】

"Really?" King Ni was suspicious. This guy doesn't know the existence of real-time government.

【yes! He is still the heir, not the head of the family. Only the head can know the truth about the government of time and the time-traveling army. To him, they are just monsters and monsters——】

Kitanosuke grabbed the fox's legs and explained in a panic, fearing that he would miss something and cause another conflict between the two.

It turned to look at Byodoin Phoenix, [This Lord Byodoin has seen me, right? 】

It smiled to please, hoping that this person who had a bad temper the last time they met would restrain his temper and stop provoking it.

"It turns out it was all a misunderstanding - forget it!" Nioh glanced at Kitsune's Helper, looking hopeless, and snorted coldly.

He thought to himself, forget it, he is a junior, and he will not continue to argue with the middle-aged uncle.

No matter how you look at this uncle, he looks like someone who has been fighting against the time-traveling army for many years. For the sake of protecting history for many years, this is just a small conflict!

Byodoin Phoenix raised his eyebrows in surprise and said bluntly, "...You don't look like such a generous person!"

Niou also raised his eyebrows in his direction, showing an extremely well-behaved smile, "As a human being, you must respect the old and love the young. I have no problem respecting the uncle -"

Byodoin Phoenix: "..."

Okay, you can see it, it's a sharp-tongued fox.

He stretched out his hand, "Phoenix of Byodo-in—the eldest son of the Byodo-in family in Kyoto and the next heir!"

Nioh glanced at it and held it calmly, "Nioh Masaharu - the judge of the government of the time!"

Foxanosuke shrank from the side, and the two people introduced themselves, why are they so hardcore, and they look like they are going to fight in the next second!

But in the end, all of Foxanosuke's thoughts were proved to be illusions. The two of them actually sat together and started talking, and the content of the conversation had nothing to do with the government of the time and the time-traveling army.

"Nioh-kun, are you also a tennis player?"

"Yes, I also noticed that a tennis ball just came out of your package!"

"We can discuss it when we have time!"

"of course can!"

"You look very young now. How old are you?"

"National Second——"

"In junior high school, the most famous school right now is probably Rikkai University! Look at your uniform, Rikkai University..."

"Ok!"

Foxanosuke looked at the scene in front of him calmly. Doesn't anyone think this conversation is awkward? It exudes a normal yet abnormal aura.

He always felt something strange. After a minute, he finally found the answer to the question——

Oh ~

One, the two people's hands never let go!

Second, why do flesh-pink hands turn blue?

Damn - anything normal is an illusion, these two people are secretly competing with each other even if they hold hands!

[Um... Lord Judge, you still have to compete! 】

Byodoin Phoenix does not belong to their system, and Kitanosuke has no control over it, so he can only come to persuade his own judges.

"Oh~ Really?" Nioh kept smiling, "Remind me, but I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me..."

He calmly let go of his hand and smiled politely, "Uncle Byodoin, it's nice to meet you, but let's forget about playing games - and looking at your age, you are probably in your thirties or forties. I am a young boy in my prime. Children, you shouldn’t bully the elderly!”

The white-haired boy raised a sweet and polite smile, smiled at him and left.

Little did they know that the Byodoin Phoenix behind him...

"Haha, no one dares to talk to me like this after so many years!"

His eyes were crackling with bright sparks, staring closely at the back of the young man walking away from him.

Nioh Masaharu, right? Great, I remember you!

"Kurobe, it's me, I'm back!" The blond man leaned against the back of the chair and curled his lips calmly, "The World Tour Championship is about to start. Are there any extra assistant places - give me one!"

Do you want to play a game with me?

Haha, I just want you to have a fight with me, so that you can feel what the peak of despair is!

——Nioh Masaharu!