In the large pit on the ground, Aizen Sosuke, with messy hair, purple-black bruises on his face, and blood stains, looked up to the sky and roared angrily.
The sudden slap just now was too strong.
It was so heavy that it almost shattered his powerful body made of spirit seeds.
This is something that almost no one can do in the entire Soul Society and even Hueco Mundo.
Especially, using the extremely humiliating method of ‘slapping in the face’.
This made Aizen Sosuke, who was arrogant and surly by nature, unable to hold back any longer on the spot. He broke his guard and started to curse.
However, Aizen's extremely clownish performance immediately made the person who gave him a slap in the face become happy.
Who slapped Aizen?
Who else could it be, of course it would be Mu Cang.
In addition, Sosuke Aizen's embarrassment and ugly appearance also made the onlookers Ichigo Kurosaki, Kenpachi Zaraki, Renji Asai and many other Shinigami grinning and laughing:
"Hahahahahaha, I am really laughing to death!"
"The words you just said were so powerful and powerful, why are you like this now?"
"Look at his face, it's as swollen as a pig's head, and his whole face is getting bigger."
"Hahahaha, yes, it's really big."
"No, you're laughing so hard! You still want to be a god? Being a clown is more like it."
For a time, the atmosphere inside and outside the scene was filled with joy.
However, Aizen Sosuke, who had always regarded these gods of death as trivial matters, was not so happy.
No, it is quite unhappy.
When... it was the turn of this bunch of ignorant and powerless ants to laugh at him?!
It’s so desperate!
"I never expected that so many people together would be even worse than me alone."
With a gloomy face, Aizen slowly climbed up from the hole, placed his hand on the Zanpakutō Kyouka Suigetsu, and was about to start killing again.
But at this moment, the time and space in this area suddenly distorted and changed.
Buzz——
The Shinigami surrounding Aizen were like simple drawings erased by an eraser, quickly disappearing bit by bit visible to the naked eye.
Instead, there was an ugly creature with a pale body and black hands and feet that looked like a giant moth.
Moreover, this ugly thing that appeared at an unknown time was erupting with boundless terrifying momentum at all times, covering the vast land with a radius of thousands of miles.
Faced with this momentum, Aizen Sosuke's heart was beating wildly, and he shouted in his heart that it was impossible:
"What happened? And this spiritual pressure... it's unbelievable! How could such a powerful creature appear in the world?!"
Aizen didn't know that this ugly creature... was actually his future body.
He was dragged from the future time and space to this era by Mu Cang.
"Huh? Aren't I fighting Kurosaki Ichigo?"
The moth Aizen looked at the past Aizen who was waiting in formation not far away, his eyes full of confusion:
"This...is this me? No, this is me! It's absolutely true, it's me in the past!
How could such a strange thing happen? I... actually traveled through time and went back to the past?!"
Just when the brains of the two Aizens were extremely confused, a cold and majestic voice suddenly sounded in the distant sky:
"Let's have a life-and-death showdown. Whoever is the winner will be qualified to leave this infinite arena.
By the way, you should be able to recognize the moth-like and somewhat ugly Aizen from his past.
Remember, no matter what kind of harm he suffers, you, as your future body, will also suffer harm.
If he dies, you will die too.
Okay, let’s get started.”
After saying that, the Supreme Divine Voice disappeared from the sky, leaving only the two Aizens standing there staring at each other.
…
Since the world view of the [God of Death] was too small, Mu Cang only went in to take a look, then turned and left.
To be honest, the inside of this "Zongman Torrent" is really too fragmented.
Except for a few relatively large and interesting world views, all others are as small as dust, so small that Mu Cang has no interest in messing with them.
So after he pondered for a moment, he borrowed the deceitful curser Troy from the Lord of Cycles and Evolution who was located outside of endless time and space, and asked him to 'run' this place on his behalf.
cluster.
As for Mu Cang, or this clone, he left the torrent without hesitation and flew towards the end of the endless mysterious universe.
He is going to find the next great flood in the world.
"Hmm~"
Troy appeared out of thin air. After slowly opening his cunning eyes, he raised his eyes and looked at the countless world views in this comprehensive torrent.
"New world, hey hey hey."
Troy smiled evilly and said, "Boss, it was a wise move for you to send me here, because... I like to cause trouble the most, hahahaha!"
While he was joking, his body blurred and split into countless figures with different shapes, flying towards countless world views.
…
【Dragon Ball】World view, main timeline.
Earth, Baozi Mountain.
"Hey~yo! Hey~yo!"
Little Wukong, who had a head full of black thorns, was walking towards his home step by step, carrying a seven or eight meter long pterosaur corpse.
Little Goku has been living alone since his grandfather Gohan died.
Although he is small, his appetite is not small.
Therefore, this huge pterosaur can only feed little Wukong for three to five days.
"Hey~yo! Hey~yo!"
Amidst bursts of heying, little Wukong, who was sweating profusely, finally carried the body of the pterosaur to the door of his house.
"call--"
After taking a long breath, he touched his belly and said with a smile, "Haha, there's so much meat, enough for me to eat for several days!"
Just when he was excitedly preparing to cut the pterosaur into pieces, a figure suddenly appeared under the big tree not far away.
This man is none other than Troy, the god of fun.
"Wukong!"
Upon hearing this shout, Little Wukong immediately turned around and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
There, Troy was walking slowly with a smile.
"Hey, who are you? Do you want to see me for anything?" Little Wukong asked curiously.
"Who am I?"
Troy walked up to him and smiled, "My name is Bodhi God of War, and I am here today just to accept you as my disciple."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Huh?" Little Wukong scratched his hair and said, "Accepting a disciple? What is that and can it be eaten?"
"Hahaha."
Hearing these innocent words, Troy laughed at first, and then said casually, "As long as you become my apprentice and learn my skills, from now on you can eat whatever you want in this world, and no one can stop you."
"Ah? That's great!" Little Wukong's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly jumped up and down and shouted, "Then you quickly accept me as your apprentice, I want to be your apprentice!"
"Very good." Troy chuckled and raised his hand to point between Wukong's eyebrows.
boom!
In an instant, a huge and heavy flow of information rushed into little Wukong's little head.
Little Wukong also instantly became sluggish and motionless.
Hua Hua Hua——
From this flow of information, he, who was clearly illiterate, suddenly understood a skill called "Dapin Tianxian Jue".
According to the records of this skill, it can seize the creation of heaven and earth, invade the mysteries of the sun and moon, and then enhance the practitioner's qualifications, lifespan, wisdom and bones.
After success, it will be even more difficult to tolerate ghosts and gods, and the practitioner will be able to live forever. He can also carry Mount Sumeru on his shoulders to chase the stars and the moon, and he will have an extremely powerful state of mind and insight.
In addition to this technique, little Wukong also learned a wonderful technique called "Magnetic Field Rotation" in this information flow.
And in this skill, there are also such techniques as Whale Killing Fist, Extreme Speed Bullet Fist, Sea Tiger Explosive Fist, Magnetic Field Sword, Hell God of War, Endless War God, Shura Immortality, Shura Immortality Technique, Six Paths of Reincarnation, Wuji Zen, etc.
There are all kinds of strange moves such as Tianwu Killing Dao, Whale Dominate the World, Hell Sword, God-Severing Thunderbolt, Abi Wujian, Dark Sky, etc.
However, due to his young age, little Wukong can only be regarded as ignorant of these, and is completely unaware of the true power of these two major techniques.
After completely absorbing this flow of information, he opened his eyes and found that... the stranger who called himself 'Bodhi God of War' had disappeared.
"Eh?" Little Wukong looked around, "Where are you going?"
…
[Legend of Jianfeng] World view, main timeline.
The clouds are thick and the stars are looming.
On the land under the waning moon, there were corpses one after another, as well as soil soaked in blood.
This is a bloody battlefield.
It's just that the battle has ended long ago. At this time, there are only some scavengers picking up items with their backs bent and one foot shallow and one foot shallow.
Among these scavengers, there are men, women, old and young.
The youngest among them is a short-haired and thin boy who is only eight or nine years old.
This boy's name is Gus.
He was born without parents and was found in a pile of corpses.
Fortunately, he was adopted and had a warm family although he was poor.
Unfortunately, when Gus was only three years old, Gus's adoptive mother, Sissy, fell ill and passed away, leaving him and his adoptive father, Gambino, to depend on each other.
When he was six years old, Gus was taken to the battlefield by his adoptive father and began a life of licking blood from the edge of a knife until today.
What's even more sad is.
Gus didn't know that after a while, his adoptive father would sell him to a very obscene, fat, bald man named Dunoban.
By then, he will have spent two years that can be described as hell.
What Gus didn't know even more was.
Those two years of humiliation were nothing compared to the real hell he would experience in the future.
"Gus!"
A rough shout came from not far away.
But Gus was immersed in picking up items and didn't hear it.
"Gus!!"
The rough shouting came again, and the sound was much louder.
"Huh?" Gus looked up blankly, and saw a strong, pointed-eared man walking towards him angrily, and slapped him hard in the face.
Snapped!
This slap immediately made Gus's eyes flash with stars, his ears buzzed, and even a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
"Damn it, are you deaf?!"
The pointed-eared man cursed fiercely, "Why shouldn't I call you?!"
Gus didn't explain much, just wiped the blood from his mouth and said calmly: "Father, I'm sorry, I just picked up something and didn't hear you."
"Are you still looking for excuses now?!"
Gambino cursed angrily, "Have your wings become stiff and you look down on your father and me?!"
"No." Gus shook his head and continued calmly, "Father, I don't look down on you."
"Humph!" Gambino snorted coldly, "Remember, if it weren't for me, you would have died on the roadside long ago. I am very kind to you! And... Sisi died because of you!
"
"Yes." Gus nodded calmly, "I remember, father."
"Well~" After hearing this, Gambino's expression softened a little, "Okay, let's go eat first, and continue working after eating."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the camp outside the battlefield.
Behind Gambino, Gus followed suit.
After arriving at the camp, Gus ate his few pieces of hard bread and a bowl of sour vegetable soup.
But his adoptive father, Gambino, made deals with others outside the camp.
The other party to the transaction is the wretched man Du Noban.
He has coveted Gus for a long, long time.
But just as the two were discussing about trading Gus for three silver coins, a blond man with a strange smile came over.
This person is none other than Troy.
"Hey."
He patted Gambino on the shoulder, "That son of yours looks pretty good, isn't it a bit too cheap to sell him for just three silver coins?"
"What are you talking about?!" the wretched man Dunoban on the side said anxiously, "We have already talked about it, why are you interrupting!"
"Huh?" Troy frowned and glanced at him lightly.
Just one glance made Du Nuoban feel as if he had been struck by lightning. His fat, dark face turned pale as a sheet of paper in an instant, and then he fell to the ground dead with bleeding from all his orifices.
Seeing that the fat guy was dead on the ground, Troy turned his head to look at the pale-faced Gambino, smiled and said:
"I'll give you a hundred silver coins and sell Gus to me."
"Uh, but..." Gambino said hesitantly, "I...I only sell the right to use Gus, not the right to own it."
"That won't work." Troy shook his head, "I always buy the whole person. If you buy it, you will follow me completely and you can no longer have anything to do with your parents."
"But, this..."
Gambino hesitated and said, "You may not know that Gus and I have a very good relationship. I don't want to do it just for a hundred silver coins..."
"My dearest relatives and friends, you want to add money, right?"
Troy smiled sarcastically, "Let's do this. I'll give you 10,000 silver coins. Is that enough?"
"Ten...ten thousand?!" Gambino stammered with his eyes widened, "Is that a lot? Is... Gus worth that much?"
This huge sum of money threw his brain into confusion.
You must know that in this world, the head of an enemy soldier can only be exchanged for six to seven silver coins.
And ten thousand...is equivalent to fifteen hundred soldiers.
He can't earn this much money even if he spends his whole life on the battlefield.
When he thought of this, all hesitations were instantly forgotten by Gambino.
He made a deal with Troy on the spot.
So, after paying 10,000 silver coins, Gus completely belonged to Troy.
Whether he wanted Gus as a slave or as a son, no one cared.
The next day, with a look of sadness and disbelief, Gus followed Troy out of the camp and headed into the unknown distance under the complicated and indifferent watch of his adoptive father Gambino.
