Two-dimensional Life Starting from Fuyuki City/the World's First Master Huang Man Wants to Be G

"When you feel that the opponent who has been taught a lesson is almost ready, use this card to put away the opponent, and then I will help you deal with the matter of maintaining the status of the opponent."

"Um--"

Artoria took Grandpa Mo Yi's master ball with full of courage, bowed solemnly and said:

"Thank you very much, Master Mo Yi, for your help."

I didn’t say that there must be a big thank you in the future, but I didn’t say that if I wanted to be an upright person like King Mao, even if I wanted to thank him, I had no choice but to hide it in my heart and express my gratitude with actions.

Xuemiao at the side was stunned when she heard Mo Yi's education method, this is not educating children, this is clearly the way of educating pets!

Hit with a stick, and give another bite of candy until the other party develops a good habit subconsciously, which is simple and effective.

"Humph--"

Xuemiao, who freely received elite education, naturally couldn't accept this traditional education method from a big flower planter, and stared at Mo Yi with dissatisfaction. It was not until King Du Mao left that she said in a disgusted tone:

"I absolutely cannot accept your inhuman education method."

"Don't try to get within one meter of my child in the future!"

Mo Yi: "..."

A loving mother has many losers, how dare a mere Xuemiao be so arrogant!

Grandpa Mo Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and said righteously:

"My baby, why don't you let me get close!"

Push the book "The Endless Tomorrow of Eastern Salvation"

The culture is serious, a clear stream among dirty customers.

Nothing left...

But still can't get rid of it...

All that's left is hatred and anger...

So... let me embrace the spiral of contradictions to destruction...

——Neo Avelux (Works of Oriental Gensokyo)

(I really didn’t expect someone to come to me to push this Buddhist-style salted fish book. I saw it was Dongfang, and I said ‘OK’. I think back then, how glorious my Great Dongfang was. When I opened it, I just looked at it and it was Che Wan. I’m looking for a fan, but now I can’t find one or two books that I can read. Seeing that the cover is my wife, it’s just a krypton explosion, let’s charge [-] million dirty customers first and then talk.)

Chapter Three Hundred and Thirteen: Flame Snake, Burning the Gods Together

The firm-minded Dumao King is not afraid of Mo Zaina's previous kills, but now he restrains his treasure, puts all his magic power into the curry version, and roars:

"what--"

The same is true for Mordred, although he always said that his only purpose is to defeat King Arthur, in fact, when he found out that he actually saw his father in this Holy Grail War, he felt so happy and looking forward to it.

Looking forward to reaching an understanding with the other party, getting the other party's approval, and hearing the other party praise myself——

As expected of me, Arturia's proudest son.

However, the fact did not develop like this, and the two still fought to the death again just like in the previous life.

The grief and indignation in my heart at this moment is dissatisfaction with King Dumao, so why is it not anger at my cowardly self?

"Arthur, king!"

"Boom--"

The confrontation between the two light cannon treasures, coupled with the fact that both of them don't care about the output of magic power, finally triggered a new nuclear explosion storm in this duplicated Fuyuki City.

"Damn (〃＞皮＜)!"

Mordred used his sword to support the ground to support himself because he had put all his magic power into a desperate situation, resulting in a somewhat collapsed body. However, with the magic power provided by Amakusa, the mana can be replenished in a few minutes.

"Is it a tie?"

Although unwilling, Mo Zai also understands that based on strength alone, he is indeed no match for the king who has won many battles and won many battles. It is already a very good thing to be able to draw with the opponent in the wave. Well, it's because one's own treasure has the bonus of forcing the opponent to do this.

It doesn't matter, I am quick to return to magic, but my father doesn't have such treatment. After I finish returning to magic, don't I just hang and beat the other party as I want?

"Ka, ya, ya—"

While she was thinking about countermeasures, an increasingly clear sound of footsteps approached Mordred.

And she also woke up in an instant, no matter why Da Mao Wang didn't need to pause for a while to catch his breath against Bowan, the opponent is now attacking.

Sure enough, after the smog was broken through, it was the King of Dumao holding a curry stick.

"Damn, this is like beating me—"

Mordred insisted on extracting magic power from his exhausted body, and then endless crimson lightning surged from her sword, smearing the face of Artoria who was coming.

"Thinking too much, Arthur!"

"It's you who think too much, Mordred!"

Under Mo Zai's unbelievable gaze, the crimson thunder and lightning were all bounced off by the colored light film covering Arturia's body, and they couldn't even play a role in hindering the opponent's progress.

"I see--"

Even though it was unbelievable, Mordred also realized why the other party had such strong resilience and ignored his own magic power release.