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

"No matter how you say it, I'm still considered a special grader."

Sure enough, the speed will be faster when controlled with both hands? Atobe Keizawa looked thoughtful. The moment he lowered his head, the flying knife passed by the back of his head, avoiding the vital point that the sword was aimed at at the critical moment.

I was really irritated. The flying knife that had always avoided the vital points was aimed at all the vital points around Atobe Kagezawa without any bias this time. The intention had changed from blocking his actions to strangulation.

The accuracy has also improved a lot, and the power of the spell has become thicker. Atobe Kagezawa's mind was racing, and he was quickly analyzing Gojo Shinta's technique.

The surrounding ground has gradually lost its original shape, and rocks and sand are scattered everywhere. There may be a second and third game next. Atobe Keizawa really doubts whether this venue can survive. He has many thoughts. , looking past the cold-looking young man.

Let's fight fast.

The flying knives came quickly. Atobe Kagezawa concentrated the magic power on his toes, saw the right moment to raise his energy and lightened his body, and lifted into the air with a slight tap of his toes. He couldn't fly, and he couldn't stay in the air for as long as Gojo Satoru. Stay in the air, but it will be different if you can borrow power from the air.

For the umpteenth time, the young man envied the advantage of being able to fly at the same time. He accurately stepped on the handle of each knife that came at speed. In a few breaths, he jumped in the air with a slight support. The speed is so fast that it is as fast as Gojo Shinta himself!

As we all know, remote-controlled jutsu users are always relatively weak in close combat. Atobe Kagezawa has long seen Gojo Shinta's level of taijutsu. Although it is not close to the level of physical skills, it is not as good as Nanami.

Watching him leap forward, his own technique seemed to be a blessing to the other party. Gojo Shinta seemed to be frozen in place in disbelief. Atobe Keizawa naturally raised his fist. To deal with a child of this level, he only needed one punch. …

"Huh?" Atobe Kagezawa's movement stagnated, and his movements stopped as if his back was being pulled. He turned his head to the side——

The gilt figure wrapped in a strip of cloth rose into the air, and the dark red magic power wrapped around the horizontal knife and umbrella, pulling up the shoulder strap buckled on Atobe Kageze's body.

Luo Ying was shaken, and the silent horizontal sword made a sharp sound in an instant. In just a moment, Luo Ying was unsheathed against Atobe Jingze's neck. Atobe Jingze lowered his head slightly, barely avoiding the cracking range of the sword energy. A blond hair rotates and falls with the air current.

Looking up, I saw the white-haired boy who was still angry just now quietly raised the corners of his mouth. With a move of his arm, the golden shadow was almost at arm's length and moved towards the back of Atobe Kagezawa. The heart is excited!

There were gasps all around, and some people even covered their eyes. Only Gojo Satoru took a leisurely sip of his drink.

Atobe Keizawa sighed again, feeling sorry for the cloth bag he had lost.

He straightened his arm sideways, and then turned his hand backwards. The sudden increase in spell power was contrary to his previous calmness. He never looked back. The gleaming shadow wrapped in dark spell power came towards him but was stopped within an inch. Outside, the two-colored spells clashed fiercely on Atobe Kageze's back.

Devouring, assimilating and destroying, the milky white magic power is like a sponge. No matter how the tip of the knife trembles, it can never break through the shackles.

Atobe Kageze waved his hand, and the golden shadow began to buzz and vibrate crazily. Suddenly, the blade of the blade stagnated and flew back obediently to Atobe Kageze's raised right hand!

Atobe Kagezawa was holding the horizontal sword and was only two steps away from Gojo Shinta. He didn't need to spend any more energy. He gently turned the horizontal sword with the blade facing outward and placed it safely on the boy's neck.

Gojo Shinta's face turned pale.

"It's not what you think. I don't look down on you."

Atobe Kagezawa held the sword in his arms and put away the horizontal sword. The cloth wrapping the scabbard was torn, so he had no choice but to hold the sword in his hand.

Gojo Shinta was still silent, his white hair lifelessly gathered on top of his head. He looked aggrieved and ruthless. Atobe Kagezawa's fingertips moved slightly, but he said with a straight face: "What you are facing is not... Curse spirits don’t need to treat victory or defeat with the same attitude towards life and death.”

As he spoke, the blond conjurer scratched the ends of his hair that was a little messy during the battle: "You know, no matter what, I can be considered a special level."

"..."

The pale-faced young man stood there blankly, and the young people watching around him seemed to have come to their senses. There was a burst of gasps and exclamations, which also disturbed the young people in the field.

"Your technique is very powerful, but there are also some problems in the process of perfecting it." The white-haired boy did not reply. Atobe Keizawa thought that he still could not accept the reality, so he had to rack his brains again to break through the limits of social fear: "What if If you need anything, you can come to me at any time.”

"...But you didn't even use magic." The white-haired boy lowered his head and said calmly, his voice as loud as a mosquito still carrying some subtle grievances.

Um? Are you actually aggrieved? Atobe Kagezawa suddenly heard it funny. Isn't this the coquettish skill of the Gojo family's white hairs? He moved his hands, but in the end he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub the boy's white hair.

The young man did not resist, but subconsciously raised his head and rubbed it twice. Atobe Kagezawa's voice was full of smiles: "As long as you can win, the technique is not the most important."

"But I can show you the effect of my spell alone later, but it may not be as surprising as you imagined."

"Then will you use it in the past two days?" the young man asked quickly.

"I'll use it if necessary." Atobe Keizawa didn't finish his words, he just glanced at the other teenagers around him.

But it is very likely that it will not be used.

"Hey!"

Maomao, who was wearing sunglasses on the sidelines, put his hand around his lips, and Ieiri Glass was standing by to block his movements. Gojo Satoru, under the restriction of the girl, could only shout angrily: "When the fight is over, change to the next one. If you lose, you lose, Aze is not responsible for providing psychological consultation!!"

"The next one is next!" Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head, and his six eyes swept over the people watching the show with unique pressure: "Who else is coming?"

"..."

"..."

The scene fell into silence again just like at the beginning. The youths were unable to shake off the shock caused by Gojo Shinta's downfall. No one in the 20s or 30s dared to step forward again.

This is not to say that there are no more powerful candidates than Gojo Shinta, but everyone can clearly see that none of the high school students on the field have ever used magic. Not only that, their weapons were all unsheathed after Shinta controlled them. Then in a while...

They are not stupid. It is obvious that they will be beaten miserably in front of the Son of God. Who is willing to come up and try?

Atobe Keizawa's blue eyes glanced at the little carrot heads in the 20s and 30s on the sidelines. Although the elders set the age limit at thirty-five years old, in fact, due to the sudden change in the rules, the people who gathered on the sidelines temporarily There are very few young people over the age of twenty, and the main force is still a group of teenagers.

"In that case." Atobe Kageze looked at the sky. In the season of continuous spring rain, the clouds were scattered. Even if it didn't rain at this time, the humidity in the air would not go away.

It's a nice weather, Atobe Kageze sighed inwardly.

"In that case, why don't you all come together?"

"It also saves me having to do it one by one."

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Random thoughts: Aze didn't realize it himself. The original plan was to beat him up, but because he met a white-haired kitten, it naturally turned into a guidance battle.

While he was thinking about Gojo Satoru's strong character, he secretly thought that cats were cute, and he accidentally ended up like this (

He really likes kittens.

Gojo Satoru: Ha, Shirogane.