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

"After all, it's not like we're teaching cute and well-behaved juniors in school."

Gojo Residence.

The atmosphere in the spacious martial arts field was tense and fierce. Under the control of the young man, the flying knife wrapped in dark red magic power flashed in mid-air along the trajectory of the magic power. Cold light overflowed, and every change of trajectory was elusive. .

"Please be careful."

Gojo Shinta warned in a low voice, and turned his raised right hand over with his palm facing down. As soon as he finished speaking, his arm was pressed down like a whip, and the controlled metal flying knife was like a living object. , bringing the biting air towards the direction of Atobe Keizawa.

The blond conjurer put away his inexplicable wandering thoughts. The milky-white spell spread out from his body and rippled slightly around him. The boy's actions were unpredictable, but every dodge seemed to be done with ease. The metal flying knives came menacingly. But no matter what, he couldn't touch Atobe Keizawa's clothes.

The metal blade was extremely sharp, and after being blessed by the magic power, every blow had its own strengthening buff. Under the control of the young man, the smooth martial arts field could not escape the pits.

Atobe Keizawa thought inappropriately, this kind of technique will definitely give Teacher Noctua a headache after entering the junior high school, right?

Even if high-rise buildings are not demolished, it seems to be a necessary skill for demolition.

The cold attack did not stop Atobe Keizawa's random thoughts, and even aroused his psychology of careful exploration. As he expected, metal manipulation was indeed a powerful technique, but it was not insurmountable.

Perhaps due to his lack of combat experience, Gojo Shinta's attacks were all based on superficial strength.

The young man had obviously studied how to aim at a human's vitals and kill him with one strike, but there was no life-or-death hatred between the two sides. The white-haired young man's offensive was astonishing, but he showed no mercy.

Atobe Keizawa turned around to avoid the flying sharp knives. He leaned back and somersaulted on his toes to bypass the path of the flying knives. The last few flying knives followed him. He stood still where he was, with a blue His eyes were like tranquil lake water. In his sight, the route of each flying knife was clearly imprinted on his sight, like a slow-playing movie.

"Azawa, are you lazy? Do you have the energy?" Gojo Satoru shouted without taking it too seriously. Atobe Kagezawa was distracted and gave him a broad look.

"Where are you looking?" Gojo Shinta said coldly, as if he was dissatisfied with his opponent's distracted behavior during the battle, as if he was blatantly looking down on himself.

Atobe Kageze sighed, and the flying knife struck Atobe Kageze's thighs, knees and shoulders with an indomitable momentum. The dark red curse trailed behind it and flashed past like a splash of blood.

He didn't dodge, did he give up? Gojo Shinta frowned secretly. He observed his opponent uncertainly, and his raised wrist was slightly frozen.

Finally, the flying knife was close in front of us. Atobe Kageze, who was motionless on the spot, finally made a move. He raised his hands, and his slender white fingers carried milky white magic power to accurately avoid the tip of the knife, and then gently He gently clamped it on the handle of the knife, and the milky white magic power surged the moment his fingers touched it!

He... controlled the movement of the flying knife.

The magic power collided, and Atobe Kageze, who was slightly superior, removed the inertial tendency of the curse tool and caught four flying knives with his bare hands. The remaining metal flying knives were no longer enough to completely blockade Atobe Kageze.

Atobe Keizawa concentrated the power of the spell in the palm of his hand and aimed at an angle to deflect the flying knife. The scattered sharp weapons were ejected on the field like hidden weapons. The onlookers took a few steps back in shock and were in an uproar.

But unexpectedly, although the flying knife ejected along a random trajectory, it accurately avoided everyone on the field.

Even Gojo Shinta in the center of the field was not harmed in any way.

After the sound of bells and knives falling to the ground, the noisy scene suddenly stopped, and a dead silence spread.

Gojo Shinta lowered his head, and the two flying knives landed about an inch away from his feet, but they really did not touch him at all.

"..."

There was silence on and off the stage. For a long time, Gojo Shinta spoke in a hoarse voice. The young boy blushed, and there was a slight tremor in his voice: "Are you looking down on me?"

what?

"No?" Atobe Keizawa said. He had no intention of hurting anyone. Even in school, he would not point the tip of a knife at his juniors.

Punching with fists is fine, but stabbing with a sharp object is not.

What's more, he didn't intend to cause too much trouble to Glass.

Although, the lethality of his direct attack will be more explosive than using the gilded shadow.

At least Liu Ying could pretty much remind him to control the spell.

"Azawa's approach is gentle, but it doesn't seem to be understandable~" Gojo Satoru, who was on the sidelines, rested his left hand on the armrest of the chair, rested his face on his hand, and his body swayed in a leisurely manner: "After all, It’s not like we’re teaching well-behaved and cute juniors in school.”

"Although it is much easier to control the flying knife to just avoid the vital points than to avoid everyone accurately, it will cause me a lot of trouble." Ieiri Glass said happily: "Let's be more straightforward today and praise him."

Atobe Kagezawa's expression on the field was indifferent, but questions were flooding his mind. The child opposite looked very shocked, and his trembling body was almost crumbling. It was hard to tell whether he was sad or angry...

Ah, this is anger.

Atobe Keizawa smiled bitterly. The young man's self-esteem was as pure as white paper but fragile. He was just showing mercy and he got angry. But he didn't realize how hurtful it was to be betrayed openly and openly in front of respected people. thing.

"Aze's mentality is wrong!"

"Give preparation time generously, give up the advantage of making the technique public, and Aze's attitude of leading a battle from the beginning."

Aloof, arrogant, self-righteous attitude of a superior.

"In other words, I just don't take people seriously~" the white-haired Maomao concluded with a puffy face.

Kairi Nishiko: "Isn't this the tactic you discussed?"

Gojo Satoru snorted: "It's true that he planned to do this, but it's obvious that Azawa was giving guidance seriously, and he forgot about the great plan he had agreed with the strongest Gojo Satoru in history!"

Ieichi Glass: ...too mentally retarded.

To others, it was a battle with dignity on the line, but to Atobe Keizawa, it was just a guide for the juniors. Even though the battle had just begun, the blond magician skipped the step of winning or losing and announced The failure of the other party.

It may be understandable for Keizawa Atobe, who competes in promotions all year round, but for domesticated kittens...

"It's an insult, right?" Jiajiazi hit the nail on the head.

As the friends on the sidelines discussed, the scattered flying knives screamed under the vibrating power of the curse. Gojo Shinta closed one eye, and Atobe Keizawa noticed that he had been drooping. The left hand was also raised.