Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

In the monitoring room.

Since Mingming is still a second-year student who needs to participate in the sister exchange meeting in person.

Therefore, the Kyoto Polytechnic School can only obtain monitoring information through the "artificial intelligence camera" with flying skills installed in the airspace of the competition area.

Looking at the monitoring video.

The nine brothers of the Kamo family are being beaten up by Gojo Satoru.

And the strongest Mingming of the Kyoto side is being suppressed by Zenin Mirai with pure physical strength.

Rakuganji Yoshinobu's face is gloomy.

The deep shadow in his eye sockets is getting darker.

On the side.

Yega Masamichi is trying hard to control the corners of his mouth that can't stop rising.

His face is full of painful expressions that seem to be smiling but not smiling.

That's the good thing about those troublesome students.

Their strength is so abnormal that it makes people feel at easeω

...

Bang!

Bang! !

Bang! ! !

Self-discipline.

A man who used only the purest physical strength, a "special grade".

Pursuing to be stronger.

A woman who was close to the limit of her own magic and physical strength, a "first grade".

The battle between the two sides.

It entered a white-hot stage from the beginning!

The primitive dense forest around.

After only 125 seconds.

A large area has been bald!

Any physical obstacles to the hearty battle and physical communication between the future and Mingming.

Will be destroyed by the purest violence of the two.

Bow down!

Disintegrate and collapse!

存! 存! 存!

The figure flashed rapidly in the jungle that was gradually becoming empty!

Whoosh——

Suddenly.

The future disappeared from Mingming's sight without any sign!

The next moment.

He had appeared behind him.

Sweep and kick straight at the heavy-burdened willow!

With the naked eye only.

Mingming could no longer grasp the extremely fast figure in the future.

But as soon as she felt the fierce wind pressure coming from behind her.

Her tough body that had been polished through hardships.

But her instinct drove her to subconsciously turn around and raise her hand to block!

Bang——

Perfect block!

An excited smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Mingming was very satisfied with the instinctive reaction of her body that surpassed consciousness.

She could clearly feel that she was constantly absorbing the huge amount of experience of the man in front of her and growing rapidly!

Sure enough.

If you want to become stronger.

You have to fight with the corresponding stronger person!

Mingming was very excited!

But before she could even shout out in joy.

She felt the power that was originally equal to hers.

Suddenly it surged!

And quickly jumped to another dimension!

Seeing that the ferocious expression of Weilai, which was originally quite strenuous, gradually turned into a relaxed and carefree one.

Mingming smiled with relief.

So.

He still had some strength left...

This thought flashed through his mind quickly.

Then.

Mingming was thrown backwards at a high speed by a powerful impact force that she could hardly resist!

That speed.

It was so fast that an afterimage appeared!

Finally.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang...

After knocking down seven or eight trees that were difficult for one person to hug.

Mingming's hair was disheveled.

Her legs were weak and swayed sideways.

She collapsed weakly under the last tree trunk that was about to fall.

Tap~tap~tap~tap...

She came to the girl silently.

Weilai had blood at the corner of her mouth.

Her body was covered with light blue bruises.

The girl's school uniform was torn.

Her proud figure was half covered and half exposed.

Seeing this.

Weilai raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then he took out one of his windbreakers from the shadows.

He covered the vital parts of Mingming, who was a little exposed.

Looking at the thoughtful behavior of the boy in front of him.

Mingming, who was unable to move, smiled.

He looked up at him gratefully.

Then.

His pink lips slightly opened.

Mingming asked again unwillingly:

"Hey~ Future Patriarch."

"Without awakening excellent spells."

"Is it really impossible to become a 'special grade'?"

Hearing this.

Weilai smiled slightly and did not comment.

"Mingming, what kind of people do you think sorcerers are?"

"What kind of people?"

Mingming looked puzzled.

Somewhat confused about what Weilai said.

Without waiting for Mingming to think it through.

Future spoke again:

"I personally think--"

"Spellcasters are just a bunch of lunatics."

"A bunch of lunatics who are exhausted and tired but still not appreciated."

"A bunch of lunatics who are lucky enough to gain power but inevitably step into the vortex of life-and-death battles with cursed spirits."

"Madmen..."

Mingming murmured.

Recalling everything she had done in the past to become stronger.

She suddenly felt that it was not wrong to say that she was a lunatic.

"Whether good or bad, apart from talent,, the more crazy the sorcerer, the stronger he becomes. "

"This point..."

The voice paused.

Future lowered his eyes and stared at Mingming's powerful muscles hidden under his delicate white skin.

Exclaimed: "Mingming, you have become "Level 1" with "Black Bird Manipulation", isn't that the best proof?"

"The technique only determines the lower limit of the sorcerer."

"In the world of sorcery, only the beating technique... is above everything!"

"Isn't the existence of you and me the best proof of this point? "

Clenched his fists.

Unfolded his stance.

Suddenly.

Future's whole body was filled with magical power!

A rare punch with magical power.

He violently blasted in a certain direction without reservation!

Sizzle——

The dark lightning symbolizing luck and power shot out from Future's fist without warning!

Thunder in the daytime!

Across the sky!

Bang——!!!

A small hill not far away was razed to the ground with a bang like a nuclear bomb!

In the monitoring room.

Looking up at the roof with a huge hole smashed by the rolling rubble.

Ya Yan Temple Jiashen's face was as red as a tear. Black charcoal.

Silently climbed up from a pile of rubble.

His round eyes stared at Masamichi Yagae, who was pretending nothing had happened.

Masamichi Yagae: Dare to move, not moved.jpg

Staring blankly at the destruction caused by the punch that was made by the future without using spells, but only using spell power to strengthen the body.

Mingming's weak pink lips opened into an "O" shape in surprise.

Almost enough to fit a cucumber with a diameter of five centimeters.

He took in Mingming's rare surprised expression.

Future smiled with satisfaction and continued:

"Although this level is difficult for others to achieve, the power of the punching technique is unquestionable!"

"And--"

"Once the technique is awakened."

"No matter how strong or weak it is."

"Before reaching the pinnacle of the spell, everyone has unlimited possibilities!"

"The core of the spell power, 'reversal technique' and the ultimate 'field expansion' of the technique. ”

“Both of them——”

“Any magician who has awakened the art of life can master it!”

“And ‘madness’…”

“It is the hammer that is most likely to break open these two stubborn doors!”

“Well~”

“Although I am still exploring ‘field expansion’ myself.”

“After all——”

“For me now.”

“It is difficult for the world of magic to have something that can make me crazy.”

Talking and laughing.

Mirai quickly changed her top.

Then she leaned over and hugged Mingming around her waist and picked her up like a princess, and walked to the outside of the competition area.

Seeing this.

Mirai smiled and understood.

She reached out her arm in cooperation.

Hooked Mingming’s neck.

“Mirai~”

“I am very optimistic about you.”

“Your art, your body.”

“You are more beautiful than anyone else, and very strong.”

“You will become stronger and crazier in the future.” ”

“You who can become a ‘level 1’ with just the ‘Black Bird Manipulation Technique’ are different from those slutty girls who have only a fake skin and are covered with rouge and powder on their faces.”

“You… are special.”

“Be my eyes.”