Attack of the Net King: Nioh-kun

It just so happens that I'm stuck in a bottleneck again! Do me a favor!

Nioh grinned, and Yato's mother sold batches.

The above - that's the 200 words that Yato sees less.

Yato saw that Nioh didn't plan to tell the truth, and was about to leave after eating in three or two, when Nioh suddenly said, "One is not safe, why don't you come both?"

Yato: ... What did he mean by that

? Nioh raised a smile, "Yato-kun, five

yuan each time, do you want to train me for tennis?" Yato turned his head and looked at Nioh with an indifferent look in his eyes, "Let the gods help you train, just a human, how bold, do you think I will agree?"

Nioh dared to use the gods?

Nioh continued to smile, not the slightest intimidation, "5 yuan each time, on the hourly charge

!If he's not mistaken, there's one item in Yato's information that is-Yato

coldly stretched out his hand, "Let's tie the knot for a day!"

However, he asked for money so coldly, and he promised to be so handsome, he deserved to be Lord Benjin!

Nioh: "OK!" smiled in his heart, not surprised by Yato's performance.

Lisuo pulled out his thousand-dollar bill from his wallet and handed it to Yato.

"Thank you for your patronage, when will it start tomorrow?" Yato's expression changed in seconds, money is his customer, and the customer is God.

Naturally, God's wishes were unconditionally obeyed, and Yato's eyes turned into little stars.

Nioh breathed a sigh of relief, worthy of the information produced by the system, very fidelity, "Tomorrow morning at five o'clock-"

"OK." Yato pulled out his phone and prepared to urgently learn the rules of tennis tonight.

......

The next day, five o'clock in the morning.

The place where Nioh and Yato are located is a dilapidated temple behind a dilapidated shrine.

When Yato came, he saw the sword in Nioh's hand.

- Knife?

I looked down at the tennis racket I had urgently purchased last night in my hand...

"

Didn't you ask me to train you in tennis?"

"That's right. Nioh took the knife and responded, "But, who says that tennis players can't learn kendo?"

Nioh said seriously, "We all pay attention to fusion flow when we play tennis now, and one by one we all fuse the things of our own family history into tennis, which is very powerful..."

But looking at Nioh's sincere eyes, Yato didn't feel like he was lying, then-

"Are you sure the tennis you play is called tennis?" and not some other ball or something?

Nioh: ...

Here comes another existence that questions their tennis. Sure enough, he said, this world is simply fantasy and can no longer be fantastic, and even the gods have questioned their tennis.

But now is not the time to talk about that...

Nioh spread his hands and looked helpless, "Although it is not what I want, but the development of tennis is true, I can only work my own, and strive to catch up with the big army!"

In order to show his sincerity, Nioh stretched out his finger and said, "If Lord Yatoshi can make rapid progress and break through the bottleneck that has always been there... I'm willing to change

five dollars an hour to five dollars for half an hour!" Yato thought to himself, how much money can he earn a day for five dollars an hour, wow, a big deal, he must serve this buyer

!"Please, you don't know ball or kendo, or something else, what level do you want to learn, come on!"

...

Nioh felt that asking Yato to teach him kendo was the best decision he had made recently, and he had learned the normal kendo-fighting style of fighting in Kyoto in the past.

It's not good, but it's obviously not enough compared to what he's learned now... It's like one is for official competitions, and the other is for killing!

Yato didn't teach him any moves, but only corrected his posture, sword strength, and momentum based on his original kendo.

In just half a day's effort, Nioh felt the change in himself, starting from an imposing sword and slowly transforming into a sharp sword.

Is it

the power of one of the 8 million gods and martial gods of neon? Half a day's teaching can make him have a new breakthrough... Nioh had a hunch that if he could integrate the current series into tennis, he would be able to take his momentum on the tennis court and even his attack power to the next level -

amazing!

"I can... Do you want to come over and help me with my special training every week?" Nioh said to Yato, humans are greedy, and foxes are even more so.

Yato looked sideways at Nioh, "You're just a person, my tricks are really powerful, you can't learn them at all!, and the changes you feel now are just the result of a sudden change!" "

Practice for another two days, and you won't feel this way!" Yato's melon is very pertinent.

But....

Nioh raised a pair of fox eyes, "Isn't that just right, and I don't think I'm a purebred human!"

Yato was startled and took a big step back in fright, "... Damn, didn't you say that you were human? Why aren't you human again?"

"No, he knows if it's a person himself, no matter how you look at it, this white-haired boy is indeed a person!"

What the hell is it!" Yato finally remembered that Nioh had been talking about Zhaoma before.

My brain was really blocked by the 5 yuan coin, and I forgot about it.

"What the hell am I?" Nioh was really speechless by this description, but he also officially received the task from the system, and it can be regarded as a formal verification of the matter between Bishamonten and Yato. As a result, one by one avoided him like a snake and scorpion...

Obviously he is such a cute, simple and kind fox!The fox is so cute, why don't you like the fox?"

"Inari God Dependent-I'm a future tenfox~" Nioh posed and beckoned to Yato.

Yato: ... Don't you know you foxes very well?

but—

"Tell me, what the hell did you come to me and Zhaoma!"

Nioh listened to Lisuo put down his sword, put on his clothes, put on his hat, and wrapped himself tightly, and then said, "There is something about Lord Bishamonten..."

His feet had hit the wall.

Puff~

Nioh's hands were faster than his brain, and he reached out urgently and grabbed Yato's trouser leg. Grabbed it tightly, and his hands were like claws, and he buckled them fiercely on Yato's legs.

- Don't run!

" What kind of grudge is there between the two of you?