Curse Return: Do I have to be a spellcaster as a member of the Heilongjiang Ministry?

"And it's still white fur."

Under Gojo Satoru's intimidation, the hot-headed teenagers finally remembered that the person in front of them was a companion recognized by Master Satoru, and was not someone they could be discouraged from.

The young men, whose faces were red from holding back, subconsciously restrained a lot of their hostile postures, but they could not hide the look in their eyes.

But they are still like firecrackers~ Atobe Keizawa smiled and gently kicked Gojo Satoru's shoes, asking him to stop his threatening tone. Gojo Satoru wrinkled his beautiful nose and returned with Ieiri Glass. On the sidelines, leave the field to the teenagers who are about to get excited (?).

Before the teenagers in the venue could decide who would make the first move, the servants had already helped Master Shenzi bring some soft and comfortable chairs, and the fruits and drinks Gojo Satoru liked were placed on the small table next to them.

Atobe Keizawa, standing alone in the middle of the field: I always feel like I am more of an illegal worker again.

"How about it, who comes first?"

Atobe Kagezawa, who was left on the spot, stood alone in the circle with an umbrella and a sword on his back. He was not particularly strong and stood quietly in the crowd. He actually felt a bit isolated and helpless. People outside the venue Wujiao Maomao squinted his eyes and wiped the strange thoughts out of his mind.

It was clearly Aze who surrounded everyone, so how could he appear to be isolated and helpless?

Thinking of this, Gojo Maomao sat calmly on the comfortable recliner, happily inviting Glass to try the Gojo family's unique drink.

"Gojo Shinta, fifteen years old."

The white-haired boy took a step forward and stood out from the crowd with steady steps, and politely gestured to Atobe Keizawa: "Please give me your advice."

He has the same white hair as Satoru, is he from my family? Atobe Jingze silently guessed, he nodded slightly and said in a gentle tone: "Atobe Jingze, eighteen years old, please give me some advice."

The scene was silent, even the birds on the treetops stopped beating, and the communication between social terrorists was limited to this.

The taciturn Gojo Shinta stared at the casual posture of the person in front of him. It was obviously a posture full of flaws, but he felt threatened for some reason.

Although the white-haired boy is only fifteen years old, he did not grow up under the care of his elders like some people in his family. At the age of fifteen, he had already lived a life of fighting against the cursed spirits.

People who lick blood from the tip of a knife always trust their own intuition. If they think that the other party is vulnerable, they will definitely suffer the loss.

"Aren't you going to take action?" Atobe Keizawa tilted his head and asked doubtfully, as if he didn't understand why the person opposite didn't respond for a long time: "Do I still need to give you a little more time?"

Atobe Keizawa was not in a hurry to take action. Satoru needed a flawless victory, so he was willing to give every child the maximum opportunity to prepare.

"..."

Gojo Shinta frowned, and the air seemed to be stagnant for two seconds. Under Atobe Kagezawa's puzzled eyes, the face of the boy opposite him became even worse. He raised his hand and walked towards Atobe Kagezawa quickly with flexible steps. Take action.

Although he didn't know why the atmosphere was stagnant, Atobe Kagezawa, who was still very skilled in beating people, took a step back, turned sideways to avoid the young man's sword, and placed his left hand across his face to block the horizontal moves.

The young man's stance was very standard, and it was obvious that he had put in a lot of hard work. Atobe Keizawa was not careless, nor did he mean to take it lightly.

In the world of magicians, age has never been a criterion for determining strength.

A whip kick followed by a knee attack, and the boy's attack followed up again. Atobe Kagezawa saw the move, but he did not use any techniques. For some reason, the boy did not have the idea of ​​using any techniques. He was limited to physical techniques. In just two years, Minutes later, smoke and dust filled the martial arts arena, and the scene reached a climax with punches and punches.

"Glass, Aze seems to like this kid very much, right?" Gojo Satoru looked at Ieru Glass with dissatisfaction, "He had a great time!"

Ieiri Shoko picked up a grape and put it in his mouth. His calm eyes stared at the smiles on the corners of the classmates' lips. Others may not know it, but the two people on the sidelines knew Atobe Kagezawa at a glance. I am indeed in a good mood.

"It must be that the child named Shinta is very talented, right?" Ieiri Glass swallowed the fruit: "And he still has white hair."

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Shirogane!"

Gojo Shinta was panting slightly. He tried various methods in the few minutes between the fight and the interruption. However, the blond conjurer on the opposite side was still leisurely, but every time he could accurately prevent his moves at the last second. .

The two weapons on the back were as motionless as if they were welded to the back. Not only that...

Gojo Shinta moved his gaze to the feet of Atobe Kagezawa. Not only did he block his attack, but also... Atobe Kagezawa's footsteps barely left a one-meter radius around him.

Rather than jumping up and down himself, Atobe Keizawa looked more like he was watching a funny monkey.

Gojo Shinta was unwilling but helpless. The fifteen-year-old boy gritted his teeth and corrected his mentality again. He knew that Master Satoru's friend was very strong, and he was also a special-level friend. He couldn't beat him, but there was such a big gap...

He really couldn't accept it.

Gojo Shinta stopped attacking and stood two or three meters away from Atobe Kagezawa. His calloused fingertips took out his usual knife from his pocket and said in a deep voice: "My technique is metal manipulation. , all the metals in the world can be used by me.”

Are the techniques public? Taking the initiative to disclose the information about his own spells to his opponents in exchange for stronger spell power, Atobe Kagezawa nodded clearly and watched the young man levitate multiple flying knives in mid-air, controlled by his fingertips. Atobe Kagezawa was surrounded by the boy's imagination in all directions.

Manipulating metal is indeed an outstanding talent, and besides, this boy named Gojo Shinta is only fifteen years old.

But a knife? Is it because of the restrictions on the technique?

According to Atobe Keizawa's idea, is it right to just pull out the reinforced concrete when fighting?

There were no weeping willows or reinforced concrete, so even if he was surrounded by a blockade, Atobe Kageze didn't have much sense of crisis.

The blond conjurer stayed where he was, obediently waiting for Gojo Shinta to control his metal knife to seal his path, and then said slowly and calmly: "Satoru said that you have checked my information, my technique, Shigure Technique."

His details are already known to some extent by the Gojo family, so there is no need to waste time on making the technique public.

But in the eyes of the Gojo family, the trouble-free operation of people with foreign surnames became the ultimate expression of arrogance.

The crimson magic power wrapped around the blade. Gojo Shinta stretched out his right hand, and the magic power shot out from his fingertips. The released magic power was linked to the handle, achieving perfect control of the metal.

And the tips of multiple flying knives, shining with cold light and containing evil aura, were aimed at Atobu Jingze in the center of the field.

Wow.

The violent aura carried by the curse tool rushed towards his face, and Atobe Kagezawa, who was facing the attack, could clearly feel the trembling and green murderous aura.

Powerful martial arts, seemingly good physical skills, a slightly stubborn personality, and a good mind. The important thing is that he is fifteen years old, which is just the age to go to a high school.

Thinking of this, the originally indifferent Atobe Kageze's eyes suddenly started to shine when he looked at Little Baimao.

Appeared! The perfect target for Satoru's abduction! It takes no effort at all!

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Random thoughts: I saw everyone’s thoughts on the extras. Some of the plots were originally in the outline, so I won’t mention them. As for the movie viewing system, after I do some research, I have never been exposed to this kind of thing (.

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