Spell Corrosion

It was nearly one o'clock in the afternoon when we returned to the High School of Curse Arts. Gojo Satoru handed Kudo Shinichi to Ichichi to take him to Nitiko for treatment, and he and Chuya went back to the dormitory and changed into clean clothes, preparing to go to the school cafeteria to rescue the missed lunch.

After Gojo Gojo picked and picked, and sat across from Zhongye with the plate, Zhongye had almost finished eating, and was swiping his phone while drinking orange juice with a straw in his mouth.

"Chuya Chuya, since today's work has been completed——"

"I have something to do this afternoon."

Nakahara Chuya's refusal was straightforward, and Gojo Satoru, who was invited to eat dessert by the other party yesterday, got stuck in the second half of his sentence.

Gojo Satoru quickly ran through the people Chuya could talk to now, but he couldn't find anyone who could be suspicious.

"Does Death Martial Arts have any other arrangements for you?"

"That's not true, I'm going to discuss with Black Star." Zhong Yuanzhong also settled the last bit of lunch and put away his mobile phone.

Since that first-level spell spirit can't survive for 15 seconds under my hands, I might as well find someone with good strength to test my recovery.According to Gojo Satoru and Kid, the three-star professional who came from the death martial arts school should be very suitable as an opponent for rehabilitation, and he can also communicate with the opponent about how to achieve the wavelength outside.

Kid's death phone number can also be contacted with a mobile phone. After asking for Black Star's contact information, Zhongyue is also full of power. He directly sends a polite email, and the other party's reply is quite simple and easy to understand.

Two o'clock, playground.

"Eh? It's so sudden." Gojo Satoru didn't comment on the matter, "Chuya, would you mind adding a few more viewers?"

As a result, it eventually developed into a temporary practical course.

The four freshmen in the first grade are also taking theoretical classes at school today. Wujo Satoru, the homeroom teacher, walked into the classroom 5 minutes before the start of class. With a few words, he changed the original theoretical study into practical training. Jianren Qihai had no objection to this at all. He glanced at his watch and confirmed to Wujo that he could leave work early and turn around without any regrets.

Maki and others, who had long been curious about Chuya's strength, sat in the stands on the edge of the playground and waited to watch.

"Gojo-sensei, are you really okay?" I have seen Chuya at full strength before, and everything in Kawasaki City is still vivid in my mind. He feels safe.

Wouldn't they be embedded in the ground indiscriminately by gravity in this seemingly ordinary exchange?

If Junpei knew that Chuya bombed two schools on the first day, maybe his worries would be aggravated now.

"It's no problem, Zhong also has a sense of proportion." Gojo Satoru didn't take this matter to heart, anyway, even if Zhong hit high, he would level the playground, and at worst, fill in the hole that was blown out, and after covering it with plastic, wouldn't it be the same again? Got a brand new playground?

"Look carefully later. Chuya's words are quite special. Let's focus on the blue-haired boy. He is a three-star professional in the death martial arts school. He is rumored to be the chief of the assassination unit who never misses." Gojo Satoru directed four people, mainly Explain to Shunping who has never been in contact with this aspect before, "The power system of the dead martial arts school is different from ours, and we have never participated in the exchange meeting in September, but the situation may change this year, you'd better prepare in advance."

"Exchange?"

A question from Junpei who is new to the magic world.

"It's an exchange meeting between the Kyoto School of Conjuration and the Tokyo School, and there will be conjurers watching. If you perform outstandingly in the exchange meeting, you can even get a joint recommendation from a senior conjurer, which is a good recognition for upgrading your level opportunity.” Maki, who was born in a Zen monastery, helped Junpei answer this question, “But generally, aren’t seniors in the second and third grades going to participate?”

"I have heard from Principal Ye Moth that the long-term tasks of the third-year seniors are very troublesome, and they may not be able to rush back before the exchange meeting." The panda was dragged by the dog and sat on the highest floor, blocking the traffic above. The venomous sunshine, but the spellcaster who didn't say a word huddled in the shadow of the panda, and echoed "salmon" after the panda finished speaking.

"The change in the situation means that this year's death martial art will also participate?"

Yi Gu grasped another key point in Wutiaokou.

"I didn't say that." Gojo Satoru raised his index finger and shook it, but did not give Yi Gu a definite reply.

"so many people?"

The carefree voice came to the ears of the five teachers and students waiting on the playground from a long distance. Behind Black Star, he followed his magic weapon Tsubaki to this side, and next to him was Chuya who had just parted with Wujo in the school cafeteria.

After the three of them approached, Maki deliberately changed from a sitting position to a standing position, gestured back and forth between her chest and chin with her palm a few times, with a confused expression on her face.

And the dog curly spine hidden in the panda's shadow jumped up directly, bypassing the panda and rushing in front of Zhong Ye.

The eyes of the spellcaster, whose language was limited to rice ball fillings, lit up: "Tuna mayonnaise!"

Zhong, who has a tacit understanding with Goujuan, can't get the meaning of Goujuan through the name of the stuffing at all, and because the light of expectation in the other party's wide-eyed eyes is too dazzling to ignore directly, so he seems to be asking for help. He looked at Gojo Satoru, hoping that he could quickly translate for himself.

As a result, Gojo Satoru might as well not speak.

"I think Thorn wants to ask what brand of milk you drink."

The dog curly spine nodded affirmatively at Zhongya, who had grown ten centimeters overnight: "Salmon roe!"

Zhong Ye: ...

That's really sorry.

It took a lot of effort to explain that my height has nothing to do with milk. Although it seems a little unreasonable to let Goujuan's expectations fail, Zhong Yuanzhong, who has had the same experience, also knows very well that too high a goal will only give to his future self Bring a bigger hit.

After the height turmoil passed, Zhongye and Black Star made good rules. In fact, Zhongye didn't mind Black Star's use of magic weapons, but the other party adhered to the principle of fairness and insisted on a one-on-one contest. There is no such thing as an advantage.

At the beginning, because of Black Star's age, Zhongya actually had some doubts about his physical skill level, but after he really handed it over to him, Zhong also realized that even though the opponent's actual combat experience may not be as rich as his own, but in terms of talent It definitely belongs to the top talent.

Whether it is the strength of the attack or the stable footwork, both show a solid foundation, and the grasp of timing is also very good. In the end, they simply forgot that this was originally a point-to-point discussion, and showed their true skills.

After the initial trial, Black Star blocked with both hands and kicked with a kick with supernatural power. This kick, which was as powerful as a heavy artillery, made him plow out two rows of depressions on the plastic floor. The subsequent attack followed closely. However, the stormy attack did not give people the slightest chance to breathe.

Facing the various fragments that were about to submerge him after being crushed by gravity, Black Star grinned: "Did you forget that my uncle is not a fighter, but an assassin?"

One of the assassination rules: hide in the dark, silently, and strike when the target is not paying attention.

Assassination Rule [-]: Keep pace with the assassination target, and guess the opponent's thinking and actions.

The third rule of assassination: kill the opponent before the target finds himself. (*Note)

Amidst the smoke and dust, the Black Star's aura, which had a strong sense of presence, suddenly disappeared. As the only orphan of the Killer Star Clan, Black Star's pupils gradually enlarged, and a light blue five-pointed star faintly formed inside.

Zhongye's attention reached the peak of concentration when the black star's aura disappeared, and all the flow speeds around him were slowed down and recaptured in his keen five senses, such as the sound of wind, impact and... there is it!

The foot of Black Star's power to step on the ground has achieved the ultimate lightness, but he was still aware of this subtle point in all the sounds.

"Dark Star - Shockwave!"

It has been a bad habit that has not been corrected for two years. Black Star yelled out the name of the move one second before he appeared, revealing his position. The aboveboard way of appearing on the stage is simply the best for his speech about the assassin just now. refute.

Tsubaki, who knew Black Star well outside the arena, couldn't help covering his face, with a look of "I knew it would be like this" and couldn't bear to look at it.

And Zhong Yuanzhong has no time to care about the name of the second move named after himself. He is in the center of the opponent's expanding soul wavelength. Black Star's strong self-assertive soul has enveloped nearly half of the playground, carrying a thousand-jun aura like an entity. Press down head on.

Hard picks are bound to hurt.

"Hahahahahaha, I like your fighting style!"

Fist against fist, Zhongye Zhongye's cobalt blue eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent, without the slightest intention of turning around, and mobilized the most powerful gravity to meet Black Star head-on.

The domineering soul wavelength adjusted the frequency before impacting into the body, and Black Star tried his best to change it the moment he realized that Zhongye's soul was shattered, but the turbulent soul power still rushed directly to the soul on the verge of danger like a raging wave.

The aftermath of the confrontation between the two spread out at this time, and the air wave pushed the onlookers back from the inside out, and the hems of their clothes were blown away, and the entire lawn of the playground became barren yellow land visible to the naked eye , so full of bumps and hollows that I can't see the regular appearance before.

Black Star withdrew his hand: "You actually came next?"

The wavelength that directly acts on the soul is not something that can be defended by supernatural powers. It's just that the magic power left by Gojo Satoru yesterday stopped the most violent first wave of impact. Although it still vaguely aggravated the injury, it was not imagined so serious.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, even if his soul hurts from being beaten, he can't suppress the refreshment in his heart.

Sure enough, nothing can make people more happy physically and mentally than a hearty fight.

"It's just a trick, wait for me to learn this, come back next time!"

Zhong Ye took the initiative to stretch out his fist, and Black Star grinned and punched him.

"If there is a fight, I will accompany you at any time!"

The two masters of the sparring had already started communicating about the confrontation just now, but the few people watching outside just recovered from the shock just now.

Maki, who can only use spell tools because she has no spell power, thought she had made great achievements in physical skills, but after the fight between Chuya and Black Star, she fell silent.

Really unimaginable.

If it is said that Zhong Yuanzhong also unexpectedly shrunk due to death, it is normal to be better than her by many years of experience ahead of her, then Black Star is undoubtedly the same age as her, but under this premise, she cannot guarantee that she can compete against Black Star's offensive. Under survived 1 minute.Especially on the premise that the Central Plains did not rely too much on supernatural powers, and Black Star did not use magic weapons, the two of them reached this inhuman level only by relying on physical skills.

Excluding the special ability that Chuya blesses when she hits hard, in fact, she should be more aggressive than Zhongya when she uses the magic tool in theory, but this is not the case in reality. Maki has never been so clearly aware of the relationship between herself and the genius before. There is a huge gap between.

"It's amazing!" Otoko Yuta's hands were trembling, "If it wasn't because of their strong aura, I might have been so infected that I drew my sword and rushed down to join."

Suppressing the excitement of being provoked, Yi Gu sincerely praised.

"Salmon!"

Junpei, who had seen a scene even bigger than this, couldn't hide his emotion. After all, he was so focused on running to the tent before that he didn't have the extra energy to pay attention to the battle situation in Chuya. The face-to-face crushing and instant killing, although full of courage, is not as exciting as today's punching to the flesh.

"Have you seen it?" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and attracted the attention of the four students, "Then you all have to work hard to reach this level. If the exchange meeting is killed by the Kyoto school, I will be angry, teacher. .”

Gojo Satoru issued an ultimatum with a bright smile on his face: "You must not want to do this, right? So in the next hard training, work hard!"

The author has something to say: The timing of Qihai’s return to the high school is the second setting.

In addition, because Qihai can use magic power to defend against the inaction of real people, so the second magic power can resist the attack of the soul wavelength to a certain extent, the premise is to detect the soul attack and take the initiative to protect

*Note: The three rules are from the original words of Soul Eater

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感谢在2021-01-0915:26:15~2021-01-0920:27:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 bodhi seed under the tree;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!