I am Broly of Curse

Looking at Satoru Gojo beside him, Broly only felt that it was too unreal.

Just when Broly was still in YY, Satoru Gojo was looking at Broly, and he felt that there was a huge amount of energy hidden in Broly's body.

In the first math class, Broly fell asleep directly and openly, twitched the corners of the teacher's mouth, angrily woke Broly up, and began to ask questions.

For the question of the elementary school, Broly naturally caught it, and the teacher shouted horror when he saw this.

So he put Broly to sleep, and seeing that this was a good idea, Broly had a bold idea in his mind.

In his previous life, his academic Xi grades in high school were in the top ten of his grade, and he pretended to be ruthless in front of all the teachers.

All the teachers thought that Broly had the qualities of a sage, but Broly didn't care about it, and the rest of his life was a bold sleep.

Seeing this, Gojo Satoru called out to the good guy, and directly began to follow suit, just kidding, who is he? The young master of the dignified Gojo family, the strongest in the future.

So in the second week, the two people in the class were sleeping soundly, and Fujimoto on the podium only felt that one head was two big.

......

After school that afternoon, Satoru Gojo stopped Broly.

"Broly, come and sit at my house. "

After a week, the relationship between Broly and Gojo Satoru has become very good.

The reason is simple, Broly doesn't want to play with them, and Satoru Gojo dislikes them for being too stupid and doesn't want to take them to play.

Not only that, two days ago, a third-level spell spirit suddenly appeared in the school playground, and I saw Broly go up and click and pound, and the spell spirit was physically exceeded.

This made Satoru Gojo very interested in him, obviously both of them were six years old, but the other party could already pull out the spell spirit.

Broly was surprised by Gojo Satoru's invitation, why did he suddenly go to his house to sit down?

"Okay, but to be clear in advance, I have a lot of food.

Broly smiled, he looked at Gojo Satoru's expression, and it was obvious that the other party thought he couldn't eat much, and in the evening, Gojo Satoru would be shocked again.

Walking out of the school gate with Gojo Satoru, there was already an exclusive driver parked at the door, the driver looked at Broly and said with a smile: "Broly, thank you for taking care of the young master during this time."

"It's all a small problem, it's okay, taking care of my friends is what I should do."

The words fell and squeezed his eyebrows at Gojo Satoru, who knew Broly, and Gojo Satoru, who knew Broly, immediately understood what he meant.

What this means is: It doesn't matter, I'm the eldest brother after all, and it's natural to take care of the younger brother.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he raised his foot and kicked Broly's ass, but Broly dodged the fatal blow with a twist of his ass.

Just kidding, his tail hasn't been trained yet, and such a kick won't kill him.

The two of them got into the car with a fight, and in the car, Satoru Gojo looked at Broly and asked, "Broly

, what is your technique?" Broly was stunned, what kind of technique could he have? Compared with those strange spells in the spell, he really didn't have it, if he had to say it, that is, he could fly, he could spray waves from his mouth, he could shoot air bombs, and he could transform in the future.

"I can get stronger when I shout.

Hearing this answer, Gojo Satoru was stunned, no, you don't want to say that there is no need to be so perfunctory.

But looking at Broly's serious expression, he felt that what the other party said was true, and for a while he was in a dilemma.

After about half an hour, I finally arrived at the mansion of the Gojo Satoru family.

Looking at the quaint surroundings, Broly cursed in his heart: hateful capitalism.

Satoru's home is huge, and even if you have two or three amusement parks in it, Broly only feels mentally tired after walking all the way.

Eventually, Satoru Gojo led Broly to a wider field, turned to Broly, and said, "Let's have a fight, I want to see the difference we see." "

Since the last time I saw Broly kill a third-level spell spirit with his bare hands, Satoru Gojo has been training frantically since then, and in the past two days, he has basically not slept either.

Broly looked at the determined look in Gojo Satoru's eyes, nodded, and then bent down slightly, Gojo Satoru knew that it was time to attack.

Suddenly, cracks appeared in the ground under Broly's feet, and Broly approached Gojo Satoru at an extremely fast speed, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Gojo Satoru's body and blasted out a punch aimed directly at Gojo Satoru's face.

The speed was so fast that Satoru Gojo didn't have any chance to react at all, and when he came back to his senses, a fist had already come in front of him.

Broly's fist continued to enlarge in Gojo's vision, and at the last moment, Gojo immediately tilted his head to dodge the blow.

But Broly's fist still grazed Gojo's cheek.

The scorching pain raised Gojo Satoru's spirit to one hundred and two percent.

He didn't understand why Broly's speed was so fast, could it be the Heaven and the Curse? Impossible, he could clearly feel the powerful mana in Broly's body.

Before he could think about it, Broly's attacks had followed, punching Satoru Gojo one punch after another.

With the blessing of the Six Eyes, Gojo Satoru reacted quickly, always rubbing the edge to dodge Broly's attacks.

At the same time, he was trying something, and the pale blue of those eyes became brighter and brighter.

Compared to the panic on Satoru's side, Broly's side is obviously at ease, and he is even thinking about the original plot in his mind.

Suddenly, Broly felt a different touch on his fist.

It felt like hitting cotton, but it wasn't soft, and it felt like hitting fine iron, but it wasn't that hard.

When he came back to his senses, he looked at Satoru Gojo in surprise, and saw Satoru's figure standing in front of Broly at the moment, without any dodging posture.

Broly's fist seemed to be blocked by a wall of air, unable to get any closer.

Seeing the surprised Broly, Gojo Satoru grinned and said, "This is my technique, the Infinite Spell."

As he spoke, Satoru Gojo stretched out a hand to Broly and said with a grin, "Come, shake hands and try."

As he spoke, Satoru Gojo shook his palm.

Just as there were five centimeters left after Broly approached Satoru Gojo, it was difficult to get close for half a minute.

"Once I activate this technique, the speed of the object that is close to me will slow down until it stops.

Broly's eyes widened, and he had read it in both the manga and the anime, but seeing it with his own eyes in reality, the visual impact was still very different.

It's like if you see someone photographing the moon on a video and you want to buy an astronomical telescope yourself.

As a result, the moon seen is very different from the moon in the video.

Seeing that Broly was still in a daze, Gojo Satoru smiled, then patted the other party's shoulder and said, "Okay, it's time to eat, thank you, let me awaken the technique."

Hearing this, Broly realized that Gojo Satoru was using himself as a practitioner.

Without saying a word, after noticing Gojo Satoru's disarming technique, he immediately jumped on his back and began to output.

When they arrived at the dining table, everyone saw the embarrassed hairstyles of the two, and they all held back their laughter.

Although both of them were embarrassed, it was Broly who was the most, because after his sneak attack, Gojo Satoru started the technique again, so that he couldn't move him at all.

The resentful little eyes just stared at Satoru Gojo like this.

Noticing Broly's eyes, Gojo Satoru raised his head and looked at Broly haughtily, as if to say: "Your subordinates are defeated."

The anger in my heart had nowhere to vent, all of it turned into appetite, and the food on the table began to sweep around.

The Saiyan's stomach knew that it was a sudden mutation, and he emptied the food in front of him in an instant, and then snatched Gojo Satoru's share at an astonishing speed.

"Hey, that's my sushi!

" "Who told you not to eat it?"

"That's the last !! I kept

for my enjoyment" "I don't care, I've stuffed it in my stomach anyway." "

It's rude to steal someone else's food from the table, but it's nothing in the eyes of the other Gojo family.

Because their young master has been lonely for too long, although he occasionally chats with the elders and the head of the family for a word or two, it is basically the words "um" and "oh", and other than that, he basically sits alone in a daze.

Now that someone can finally enter the young master's heart, they are all very happy.

Broly snatched Satoru's food in retaliation for his reckless behavior against him.

Then, under Gojo Satoru's shocked gaze, the plate in front of Broly was already piled up as high as a hill.

When the others saw this, the smile on the corner of their lips completely disappeared.

Where is this young master's best friend? This is a rice bucket, right?