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

"Tennis is comparable to nuclear weapons."

He, Xia Youjie, was about to overtake at a corner at this moment.

With such a sacred mood, Xia Youjie re-filtered today's process in his heart, and Xia Youjie was very sure at the moment.

Although he does not have white hair and blue eyes, half of his innate advantage has been lost, but Xia Youjie, even without external support, there is no doubt about his excellence!

It's called "The Supreme Great Plan to Regain Friendship - Xia Youjie Limited Edition", and it will be successfully implemented today!

"Where are we going now?" A small amount of anticipation filled his eyes, and the blond child looked at Xia Youjie with a pair of big, fluttering dark blue eyes.

Atobe Kageze was wearing a black sweatshirt and a baseball cap with a capital letter A. Xia Youjie carefully pulled up the brim of the black sweatshirt for him and placed it on top of the hat. A few strands of naughty blond hair slipped through the gaps in the hat. It slipped out.

Very good, Xia Youjie nodded secretly.

And his clothes are indeed a hundred times better than Aze's own!

"If we go to the friendly tennis match organized by the Atobe Foundation now and the time is right, your brother will also appear. Don't you want Aze to go and see it?" Xia Youjie hooked his friend's shoulder and smiled like a treacherous fox.

To gain favorability, the first trick is to fall in love with him--younger brother.

A spacious and gorgeous gymnasium.

The curse spirit hovered in the sky with Xia Youjie and Atobu Jingze. In order to cover up the traces, a butterfly-shaped curse spirit was released by Xia Youjie.

The blond child lay on the edge of the curse and stretched his neck to reach the figure below. The strong wind almost lifted his hat.

"Why haven't I seen Xiao Jing..."

Suddenly the roar of a helicopter sounded directly above his head. Xia Youjie quickly controlled the curse spirit to dodge and looked up.

A slender figure fell from the sky, and a blond boy who looked roughly like Aze opened his parachute, and landed handsomely in the center of the venue under the confused gaze of the two spellcasters who were about to sneak in.

A sharp snap of fingers came——

In an instant, petals, balloons, ribbons, bubbles and deafening slogans of "The winner is the Ice King" resounded throughout the audience. Keigo Atobe's high-profile appearance pushed the atmosphere of the audience to an undoubted climax!

……ah.

Aze's younger brother, is he this type...

Xia Youjie, who was stuck on the curse spirit, looked at the golden KING logo on the parachute. This gorgeous and flamboyant gesture made him stunned.

"It's normal, Xiao Jing has such a personality."

After being stunned, the blond child burst into laughter. It was a clear, frank, and unabashed smile, and even the slightly gloomy eyes became brighter.

Xia Youjie stretched out his hand to rub his classmate's blond hair and curled up the corners of his mouth.

Sitting casually on top of the curse spirit, the child lowered his legs and swayed in the air. His mood was so good that it could be seen with the naked eye. Xia Youjie put his arm around his shoulders and did not stop his friend from making dangerous moves. Instead, they sat side by side. .

The game on the court has already begun. Neither of them has much interest in tennis. They only focus on waiting for their younger brother Jun to appear on the stage. Atobe Keizawa's eyes are widening and he has never left his younger brother.

Xia Youjie: ...Miscalculation.

As expected, the blond emperor was the focus of everyone's attention at all times. He made an absolutely gorgeous appearance with a handsome pose. The young man wore the uniform of the Ice Emperor and raised his hand gracefully.

"Oh oh oh oh! Xiao Jing's finger snap!" Atobe Keizawa's eyes flickered and pikapika appeared, and the childishness of the idea popped open like a bubble.

"The winner will be-"

"It's Xiaojing, it's Xiaojing!!" The blond child held the adult's neck and stretched his neck to cheer up his brother.

"It will be me!" Off the court, the blue-haired boy took over the words with a smile, along with the emperor's cool snap of his fingers.

Atobe Keizawa:......

He was so angry that he pinched Xia Youjie's hand.

But perhaps they were enemies who were evenly matched and recognized each other. The blond boy who was robbed of the limelight did not feel offended. Instead, he showed a provocative look, and the game began——

At this moment, Xia Youjie and Atobe Kageze still don’t know that tennis is comparable to nuclear weapons.

"That...Mr. Natsuyou." Atobe Kageze tugged at the adult's sleeve and pointed down in confusion: "King's expression is so strange, why is he not moving?"

……

……

At the beginning of the game, being able to play in the same position, Atobe Kageze and Xia Youjie naturally believed that two people who were evenly matched would inevitably compete with each other from the beginning.

However, it was 45-0 at the beginning and after three goals, Atobe Keigo seemed to have lost his mind and made no move.

Not to mention how confused the scene was, Atobe Jingze, who specifically asked Xia Youjie to adjust his viewing angle, was dumbfounded. He jumped up in an instant, grabbed Xia Youjie's shoulders and started shaking him wildly, with a confused look in his eyes. Full of denial of the status quo.

"Mr. Xia You! Mr. Xia You! What's going on with Xiao Jing!"

His eyes were in a strange state.

Xia Youjie reflexively held the child's body floating in the air. He had the same doubt.

The sorcerer's narrow eyes hesitantly observed Atobe Keigo. The blond boy's bright eyes had already dimmed, making the flowing blond hair a little grayer.

He seemed like a...blind man.

The scene did not puzzle everyone for too long. Before Xia Youjie could analyze the reason, the emperor who struggled out of his confinement regained his surging momentum, even though he could not see it.

Destroy the five senses.

The reaction on the court gave Xia Youjie the answer. Unfamiliar words rolled back and forth between his lips and tongue. He understood the meaning of "annihilation" very well. "Five senses" was also simple and easy to understand. The combination of "annihilation of five senses" was barely acceptable.

but……

"Aze, is your Xiaojing's opponent a real tennis player?" A person with superpowers, a magician, a ninja, a pirate king... something like that?"

It's just a game of tennis. What's wrong with losing all five senses? Comparing the techniques we use to survive life and death, won't your conscience be sore? ? ? !

Xia Youjie didn't understand, Xia Youjie was full of doubts, and Xia Youjie was shocked.

Atobe Keizawa swore that he had never seen Mr. Xiayou with such wide eyes.

"World of Ice!"

"The Realm of Mirage!"

"Ice Emperor!"

Even a conjurer who fights head-on with unscientific curse spirits every day cannot imagine why, in just a tennis match, there would be glass shards flying like snowflakes scattered all over the place.

Atobe Jingze, who spoke in a strange dream-talking tone, leaned on Xia Youjie in a daze, and for a long time, asked sincerely——

"Mr. Xia You, who are the strongest spellcasters and athletes in this world..."

Xia Youjiemuran: "Well, at least, isn't it cool to summon a spell spirit..."

Tennis balls can't summon elves...

As soon as Xia Youjie finished speaking, as if he couldn't wait to pierce the remaining dignity of Wanzitou, the scene below changed instantly.

The collision between the racket and the tennis ball is enough to shatter everything, like a howling snowstorm shaking the sky and the earth, the wind howling, and the fine broken glass flying like heavy snow. The power of nature is exerted on the small tennis ball.

At this moment, tennis—is the world!

Xia Youjie's heart trembled.

Is this the ordinary person he wants to eliminate——

Can he really withstand a child's racket——

The boy with a ball-shaped head went from being full of confidence to his painting style gradually becoming outrageous. His body that was broken into pieces was about to be separated from its original shape, and the soul above his head began to rise——

From the moment he realized tennis, Xia Youjie began to have a great enlightenment.

He is just a super-level magician with a rare magic spell that can only be seen in a century. The world is so big, but he is so stubborn.

Ah, tennis…

Could it be that this is the perfect shortcut to save the conjurer...

It was really great that I was caught by Aze, otherwise I might have been hit to death by a tennis ball——

"Ah ah ah, Mr. Xia You!!! Wake up! Why is the color fading!!!"

"Soul! Soul! Go back quickly! Hush--"

"Mr. Xiayou is so hot!!!"

No matter how shocked the spectators were, when Keigo Atobe's "Atobe Dimension" was exported, the move that forced another dimension was thunderous and shocked the whole audience.

Only Xia Youjie's empty body floating above him was left.

When the wind blows, it disperses.

The blond child struggled to pull the adult's floating soul, hummingly stuffing the transparent Mr. Xia You's body into the narrow-eyed body, and then pulled the bangs of the body that belonged to the alarm device, waiting for confirmation Mr. Oil was still alive, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The game on the field has ended, and the competition full of youth and passion is like a violent storm, which has wiped away the last trace of the self-esteem of the non-scientific teenagers.

Atobe Keizawa looked at the ugly curse spirit under his butt, and then thought about his younger brother's tennis trick that "transcends the dimensions of the universe and breaks through everything", and his mind began to play on a loop his younger brother's high-spirited words "I am addicted to my beauty." The heroic words of "under the skill".

A shameful and subtle feeling of pleasure.

understood.

A small lightbulb lit up above Atobe Keizawa: "That's it, Mr. Xia You, learning spells can't save all mankind!"

——Let’s join the tennis club!

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Xia Youjie: After my invincible manipulation, not only did my classmate no longer call me su~gu~ru sweetly, but he didn’t even want to be a magician anymore qwq

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Yes, he, Xia Youjie, was overturning his car at a curve at this moment. :)