Curse: Red Blood Son

Kamo Tree knows that close combat is more likely to trigger the "Black Flash".

And there is a huge difference between people who have experienced the "Black Flash" and those who have not in terms of the distance from the cursed power core.

Therefore, he always deliberately chooses close combat when performing tasks.

He has been taught everything by Kamo Masaaki since he was a child, and he has reached the level of perfection in attack, defense and evasion.

So Kamo Tree is naturally not afraid of the physical competition, and it can be said that he will win.

Kamo Tree raised a confident smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "It seems that this competition cannot be avoided."

"In this case, let's make a bet." Kamo Tree continued

"What to bet on?"

"Do you remember the luxurious set meal we had at the end of our first mission?"

Kamo Tree smiled and said, "Let's bet on this."

"No problem, what are the rules?"

"There will be only one winner in the three of us fighting, and the two losers will treat each other, and Glass will be the referee."

Kamo Tree said concisely.

The rules had been set, and the three of them jumped away in an instant, each looking for the best fighting position.

As the referee, Jiaru Naoko had already hidden far away in the corner of the stadium.

She knew clearly how fierce and dangerous the fight between the three monsters would be, and it was easy to get hurt by mistake if she was too close.

The night was as dark as ink, falling on the campus of Jujutsu High School.

Ye Mo Zhengdao came out of the brightly lit office to relax, his steps were a little heavy, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

His eyes paused in the direction of the playground, and he muttered to himself:

"I wonder if those four guys have completed their training. The work at hand has been done, so I might as well go and take a look.

The bad thing about having too good students is that there is too little to teach, and there is no sense of accomplishment as a teacher."

He walked through the corridor, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the empty campus.

When Ye Mo Zhengdao approached the stadium, his brows were slightly frowned, because he heard a strange sound - it was the sound of fierce fighting, accompanied by the roar of the collapse of the building.

He quickened his pace, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

As soon as he walked outside the stadium, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.

The originally magnificent stadium has now become a ruin, with rubble and dust filling the air.

Ye Mo Zhengdao widened his eyes, and a surge of anger surged in his heart:

"What the hell are these guys doing!"

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and four dusty figures gradually appeared.

"It seems that I won." Kamo Shu said confidently.

"How is it possible? It's obviously a draw." Gojo Satoru retorted unyieldingly.

"That's right." Xia Yujie also stood on Gojo Satoru's side.

"Glass, you are the referee, you say it."

They turned to Ieori Glass on the side, hoping that she could make a fair judgment.

Ieiri Naoko coughed lightly and said:

"Although the three of them fought on their own at the beginning, due to the great pressure from the tree, Satoru and Jie had unconsciously started to join forces to deal with the tree."

"So the result is obvious, the tree is stronger."

"And when the gymnasium collapsed because it couldn't withstand your destruction, only the tree could spare a hand to protect me."

"You two ungraceful guys should admit defeat quickly and stop playing tricks like children."

Noko continued.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Xiayou wanted to quibble, but suddenly noticed that the red eyes of Masamichi Yaga were staring at them coldly not far away.

They suddenly felt a chill and shivered involuntarily.

"Can anyone explain it to me? It's just running practice, how could the gymnasium collapse?"

Masamichi Yaga roared, and his voice echoed throughout the campus.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and said, "Teacher, if I say that a special-grade cursed spirit suddenly attacked us just now, would you believe it?"

Yogama Masamichi sneered.

"The entire Jujutsu High School is protected by the barrier of Lord Tengen. Are you questioning Lord Tengen's barrier or my IQ?"

As he said that, he directly gave the three troublemakers a lesson with his iron fist.

"Teacher's physical skills are also very strong." Gojo Satoru touched his head and muttered.

At this time, Kamo Tree suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes:

"Yes, why didn't I think of it earlier!"

Yogama Masamichi is known as the first person in puppet curse.

This puppet curse, in simple terms, is the technology of making cursed corpses, but Yega Masamichi is the only one who can make completely independent cursed corpses.

He knew that if he wanted to learn how to make cursed corpses, finding Yega Masamichi was the best choice.

He also knew that puppet magic was a kind of magic knowledge, and it was not something that could be easily mastered by simply collecting blood samples.

What he needed was Ye Mo Zhengdao's personal guidance.

The main thing about the magic body was the magicIt consists of three parts: the body of the cursed corpse, the core of the engraved spell, and the power of the cursed corpse.

Kamoshu recalled the clone he used when he exorcised Prajna, which was also a kind of cursed corpse.

But limited by his knowledge of puppet spells, that clone could only have an appearance and could not use spells.

At this time, a thought suddenly flashed through Kamoshu's mind.

If he could master puppet spells, he could use his red blood manipulation to create the body of the cursed corpse and then give them various spells.

Such a cursed corpse would have unlimited possibilities and become his invincible weapon in battle.

As for the cursed power, after so many years of continuous daily extreme cursed power consumption to increase the upper limit of the cursed power.

Kamoshu was unable to use up all the cursed power in one day when he was ten years old.

Later, he found that some fine manipulation of the cursed power would increase the consumption of the cursed power, so he persisted for another five years.

Now his cursed power is so much that he can't use it up even if he wants to.

From this point of view, he has the conditions to apply puppet magic to the extreme, and he just lacks the knowledge of puppet magic.

"Why didn't I think of it before?" He knew that his previous closed-door thinking had indeed limited his vision.

Thinking of this, Kamo Shu's mouth curled up slightly, with a sense of satisfaction that he had found a direction.

Yega Masamichi was teaching these troublesome students, but he didn't expect that one of them not only did not reflect on himself, but also became happier and happier as he talked, which was almost furious.

Kamo Shu also realized that he was still being scolded, and his original expression gradually restrained, and he turned into a serious look.

After Yega Masamichi gave a lecture, he finally let the four people go temporarily, and then went back to work overtime to write a report, ready to accept the punishment from the top.

If a student makes a mistake, he can scold him as a teacher, but he still has to take the blame. This is the awareness of being a teacher.

A few days later, Yega Masamichi's office.

"Do you want to learn puppet magic?" Yega Masamichi looked at the tree standing in front of him and asked.

"Yes."

"Why are you learning this?"

Yamo Masamichi was a little puzzled. Kamoshu had not shown any interest in puppet magic before.

Now he suddenly came to him to learn. Could it be that the Kamo family was interested in his method of making self-sustaining cursed corpses?