Rebirth: Start By Hiding In Evil

Chapter 279: A million voices chirping in unison

“Have Leo and Yubigu been defeated…”

There was a lot of noise at Kichijoji, so much so that the two people on the other side of the battlefield were affected.

Especially at this time, Wujo Satoru stared at the fallen Ichikage, hesitant.

Do you want to get rid of him now?

However, when Wujo Satoru stared at the small figure in the distance with a pair of “I saw you wrong!”, Ichigo got up.

and–

The thief, taking advantage of the moment when Wujo Wu’s attention was distracted towards Yu Bigu, he quickly opened the distance between them to ten meters away.

“Just now, it was really dangerous…”

Holding his chest, Jiang Hui gasped for breath, without the slightest luck of escaping.

He knows how strong his opponent is.

For Gojo Satoru’s physical art, it was just a blink of an eye.

Maybe the next second?

That guy Wujo has already come up with a face.

Is there still a chance?

“Nine Eight Seven”

A wave of unmistakable flashes flashed on Hui’s face, a wave similar to “panic”.

That is the intuition of “threat” that only soldiers who have experienced the battlefield have.

In this regard, Gojo Satoru touched his chin and was amused; “I heard Airi say, do you want revenge?

how?

Still mind your last loss?”

“If you say I don’t mind the competition with you, it must be a fake. The last time I was just tied up, this time, it will be us… Yes, it is us!”

To say “I don’t care!” is definitely false!

Yijian Hui was full of sadness, took a deep look in the direction of Kichijoji, and sighed: “After all, this is three-on-one, Wujo–!!”

“Ah~

Then let me see what your strength is, my lord?”

La!

Shake the fan gently.

Wujo Satoru raised his muzzle with a hippy smile and raised his muzzle a millimeter, which was “respect” for Ichijoki,

“–as you wish!”

In that case, there is no reason to say more.

A decisively took the lead in launching CAD, using “compressed air” to produce an explosion.

Exceeding the power limited by the rules of the convention, sixteen consecutive rounds of compressed air bombs swarmed towards Wujo Satoru.

Just friction can change the temperature, and the wind blowing like

The steel knife stabs the face, and the destructive power of the “cannonball” is comparable to the destructive power of the gestures, which makes the audience in front of the screen rippling.

However, what Wutiao Wu thought at this time was different from what they thought.

The same series of magic knowledge is very boring, they are all variants of a framework.

Very boring!

However, one is very clever, and only this is worthy of praise.

well known.

The anti-magic “articulation disintegration” is a technique that forcibly erases the “magic formula” by compressing the cannonball of the “psionic”.

Because of its compulsion, it is an extremely inefficient spell.

Although not well known, “Magic” does have differences in structural strength.

For a magic formula with strong interference, to maintain the stability of its structure, its psionic intelligence body must be extremely strong.

“It’s B-level magic?

But not using “burst”? Are you preparing something?”

Wutiao Wu turned his head to avoid the first shot, not even breathing a breath, full of wine and helpless.

He didn’t try to squeeze those “magic formulas” anymore.

because it’s too close…

If a magic formula such as “Ichijo Shoki” constructed by a warlock is not broken down by technical means, but forcibly destroyed by brute force, even Gojo Satoru would have to spend a huge amount of compressed psions.

That is the total amount of phantoms that ordinary magicians spend a day and may not be able to squeeze out.

Although there is a lot of milk, it is too late to squeeze.

and

In just a split second, there were twenty-eight spells that needed to be eliminated, and the “Spell Disintegration” was too late.

Want to resist?

Wutiaowu nodded slightly, his face solemn.

Still forget it?

He hesitated for a few seconds.

Although it was decided in an instant that “resistance”, Gojo Satoru still did not choose “strong resistance.”

The result, in a sense, can be called “necessary”.

Space is limited.

Dodging only lasted until the seventeenth round, Wujo Satoru directly endured the impact of the last few rounds.

Seeing the young man who was still sprinting after eating several magic bullets, Jiang Hui spit out a sentence: “Damn!”

So fast!

and–

What is this pressure!!?

“–you bastard!!!”

“–is it a monster???”

Full of cold sweat.

Driven by an impulsive sense of crisis, he subconsciously released magic that exceeded the scope of the rules.

The lethality may have reached the A level?

Ichijoki realized this the moment he finished his magic.

only–

It happened in a flash, maybe the referee didn’t notice it.

He was so lucky to think.

After a frantic bombing, the red flag was not raised, but he committed a foul equivalent to disqualification from the competition.

It is this kind of self-consciousness that robs him of his awareness of time.

–real!

It was irreversible, a momentary blank in the mind.

lamp!

Wujou smashed through the dust.

In the distance within reach, I saw the other side’s feet that were still standing.

Wujo Satoru didn’t know why Ichijo Hui was frozen in such a flawed manner.

Right now, there is no need to know.

Before thinking about such a superfluous move, his body had already jumped up.

He took a step with his right foot and stretched out his right arm towards a swollen face that Jiang Hui was stiff with from surprise.

hiss!

Fists brushed his cheeks.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his right hand at an unexpected distance towards a head that Kaguya avoided reflexively.

On the route that he would not have touched in the beginning, the right hand he stabbed, the moment he passed by Jiang Hui’s ear, snapped his fingers.

“Ding–

A million tones are ringing in unison again.

An explosion comparable to a sonic boom grenade was released from Gojo Satoru’s right hand.

This roar made the audience silent.

All have their ears closed.

That infrasound wave swept the entire venue.

Surroundings, the large-scale speakers of excellent quality have automatically shut down in the end.

Even Kichijoji, who was being tortured, couldn’t help but look back and stopped what he was doing.

“???”

Does he not know what happened?

But, the audience in front of the screen knows.

3.2 The drone clearly recorded Wujo Satoru’s heroic posture.

His right hand, with the thumb pressed against the tip of the index finger, was stretched out in the form of crossing the middle finger.

Under the collective gaze of the players, referees, spectators, support team, and everyone present, Yiichi collapsed Hui to the ground.

In the end, Gojo Satoru gave him a gentle support and didn’t let him throw a dog and eat shit.

Murder and kill!

This famous scene representing “friendship first, competition second” was faithfully recorded by the drone’s motion capture system.

Many years later, it is still widely circulated.

PS:

Senior year, busy with graduation in the past few months, the update really broke down.

Sorry!

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I will correct it as soon as possible.

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