Hero Tomie

"Does the great priest really want to participate?" Yumenyuan asked softly, "This kind of competition is useless to you."

It wasn't who she was targeting, but that everyone present, including herself, had that little strength in the eyes of the great priest.

"Why don't you participate?" Fu Jiang helped Grandpa Higurashi to sit down. The redness on the old man's face hadn't dissipated, and his thin body trembled slightly due to excessive anger. Fu Jiang brought him a glass of water.

"Those people," Yumenyuan glanced at the few people not far away, chatting and laughing loudly, casting mocking glances here and there from time to time, "In your eyes, even the slightest Worse than dust."

"It's like a mad dog barking at people," Yumenyuan said with a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes, if she wasn't worried about destroying the plan of the great priest, she would have taught those people a lesson. "Do people still quarrel with mad dogs?"

"You make a lot of sense," Fu Jiang watched as several Shikigami in hunting clothes were busy in the center of the venue, and quickly set up a high platform, and another old man with white beard and hair and a solemn expression added a barrier, which It is the venue for the upcoming competition. "Unfortunately, I am not such a person."

Yumenyuan looked at the high priest in confusion.

"For a mad dog that comes up, I usually kick it away so that it won't dare to bark at me, and other mad dogs won't dare to come up again."

Fu Jiang looked playfully at Yumonin, whose cold expression collapsed for a moment, and he didn't know what she had imagined.I don't know what kind of person Kawakami Tomie is in the heart of this patriarch.Thinking about what he looked like when he was a priest, he should be like Yumonin said, indifferently and indifferently treating the little people who came up to provoke him like dust, but he himself is a caring person.

"Fu Jiang, you are a good boy..." After drinking half a glass of water, Grandpa Ri Mu came back to his senses, holding Fu Jiang's hand with his thin hand: "Don't bother with them."

He and Kawakami have been good friends for many years, and they know each other well. There are some things passed down from their ancestors in his home. Kawakami's house is an ordinary small shrine, and Kawakami has never even heard of such a gathering in the circle.I don't know how Fu Jiang got in. Although he has no skills, he can't let Kawakami's grandson be bullied here.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Higurashi, I came here by myself."

"I know what Kawakami said to you," the old man sighed, "It's just what we old guys said casually, you can't take it seriously."

When the two drink too much together, Kawakami will also mention that his shrine is actually a shrine, and that his ancestors have produced very powerful people. He talks about his ambitions and wants to make his shrine famous. You know, it's not easy.

He was worried that Kawakami's grandson would do something impulsive because of what Kawakami said before he died. There are many really powerful people present today, and if he offended, he would cause trouble.

"It's okay, I won't do impulsive things."

After the central competition platform was built, Chang Jingsi, as the head of the host family this year, said a few words on the scene, and then simply read out the rules of the competition.In fact, there is only one essence, as long as no one is killed, everything else is fine.

By default, this kind of competition is an opportunity for young juniors to stand out. Famous self-identified ones will not participate. Although Dechang Jingsi is young, he is already the head of the Dechang family, so naturally he does not need to be on stage.After finishing his speech, he began to search the crowd, ready to take Fu Jiang to a place with a better view to watch the game.

Eyes intertwined, he evoked a smile, and Fu Jiang walked towards him through the crowd.

"Let's go over there," Zhang Jingsi's aura made everyone around him dare not approach, forming a vacuum zone. "The game is about to start, and the position over there is better."

In fact, he is not interested in this kind of pecking competition at all. There may be one or two bright people, but it is far from enough to make him care.He is willing to stand here and watch boring games, just because Fu Jiang wants to watch.

The strong aura of Zhang Jingsi, who Fu Jiang ignored, walked to him.

"I will teach you a lesson for those two people." Chang Jingsi said softly to Fu Jiang, although he is not by Fu Jiang's side, he knows everything that happened in Fu Jiang's side. "do not take it personally."

"No, I will teach myself a lesson." Fu Jiang didn't stop, and passed by Zhang Jingsi.

"where are you going?"

"Go somewhere with a better view."

After announcing the start of the competition, Fu Jiang calmly stepped onto the competition platform.

There was an uproar.

The competition uses the rules of the group arena. The decisive victory is not determined by whether you stand in the end, but by how many opponents you have defeated.The first one to stand up, everyone present can challenge him. Generally, those who are not strong will choose to appear in the second half. The strong ones have finished fighting each other, and they can hold on for a few more minutes on stage.Unless you have absolute confidence in your own strength, you would never dare to be so arrogant.

Which family is the boy on stage from?Dare to be the first to go on stage.

Every time the first place in the competition comes out, it is defaulted to come from a few big families with deep roots. Which family is the young man on stage?

Not one, just a small shrine that no one has heard of.

Although it was just an insignificant skirmish, many people watched it, and the identity of the boy quickly spread among the crowd.It turned out that he dared to take the stage first, not because he was superior in strength, but because he was stupid enough.

Many people feel sorry in their hearts, such a delicate and beautiful appearance, pure and clear breath, but belong to an impulsive and brainless person.

When Zhang Jingsi wanted to stop him, Fu Jiang had already stood up, and he walked over to bring him down.

"The head of the family..." The female housekeeper who followed behind him reminded in a low voice that this year's party is hosted by the Chang family. If the young master breaks the rules, it will undoubtedly have a very bad impact on the reputation of the family.

Zhang Jingsi was silent for a moment, then sighed and told the housekeeper to get the doctor ready.

"Young man, do you want to introduce yourself?" The old man in charge of hosting the game asked Fu Jiang with a smile.

"When I win, you will know." Fu Jiang glanced across the crowd, did he make such a quick move?The two people who had just clashed were no longer in the crowd.

"Well, this is a good way. If you lose, no one will know which family is ashamed." The old man nodded frequently, and the audience burst into laughter. The noisy voice kept hitting the eardrum, and Fu Jiang frowned slightly.

"Let's get started." He said coldly, the voice was so annoying that they had to shut up.

"Have you started? Aren't you going in to have a look?" Inuyasha raised his head and asked Sesshomaru who was standing on the roof basking in the moon. With a little force under his feet, he stepped on the two men who were stuck in the soil and sank a little further.Both of their faces were buried in the mud, and from their clothes, it could be seen that they were the two who laughed at Grandpa Ri Mu and Fu Jiang not long ago.

"Do you think there is something in it that can cause harm to Fu Jiang?" The cold silver light fell on Sesshomaru's body, and the white robe fluttered in the wind. Several demon patterns became more and more vivid.

Inuyasha scratched his head, also, not only inside, even if he and Sesshomaru were added outside, he might not be Tomie's opponent.

The wind blew in silence for a while, and the inside changed from noisy to extremely quiet. Inuyasha kicked the two people who were buried in the soil and were no longer struggling.

"It's about to start." Inuyasha lowered his head, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

The great priest Tomie Kawakami has met the grandfather of the Higurashi family, and Kagome has become a high school student, which means that the fantasy journey through time and space will soon begin.

Soon after, Kagome will go to the Warring States 500 years ago, and finally choose to stay there, and the time he can be with Kagome is running out.

"Inuyasha, you really are a half-demon." Sesshomaru said mockingly.

"What do you mean?!"

After so many years, Inuyasha didn't care much about his status as a half-demon, but when these words came out of Sesshomaru's mouth, it made people angry for no reason!

"You, who have half of human blood, also inherited the weakness and stupidity of human beings. You thought you were great, and let that woman go to your side 500 years ago. No matter when, you are so stupid."

"Huh? Stupid?" Inuyasha frowned, and pointed at Sesshomaru with his iron broken teeth, "You mean to change the past?"

What about changing the past?Sesshomaru looked at Inuyasha contemptuously, jumped off the roof lightly, turned and walked into the house.Xie Jian held up the human-headed staff and stumbled behind.

If it was him, he would never let go. The blood of monsters is cold, flowing with greed and selfishness. Facing what he wants, he must endure the instinct of wanting to devour him all the time. How can he let go?

The venue that accommodated hundreds of people is now so quiet that you can even hear the sound of a needle being dropped. Everyone seems to have lost their language function, and their hearing has stopped working. Only a pair of eyes are left, and they cannot hear the sound of the teenager on the ring. Move away.

Half of it is because of the magical beauty, and the other half is because of its terrifying strength.

In fact, only ten minutes had passed since the start of the competition, but it was already coming to an end. Fewer and fewer people came to the stage to challenge, and the interval between before and after was getting longer and longer. The teenagers guarding the ring had cold eyes and silently urged new challengers to come on stage.

Too fast, lost too fast, every challenger who walked up, regardless of background, regardless of strength, no one could stay for more than a second.From the time when the old man in charge announced the start of the match with a trembling voice, to when the challenger flew out of the ring and was unable to get back up, it didn't even take a second.If you blinked by chance, you would mistakenly think that no one was going up to challenge at all.

No matter if they are from a famous family or a genius who is once in a hundred years, they are all the same in front of young people, and they all end in an instant.

This competition has completely lost its original meaning, it is used to show off the strength of the new generation of the family, and to demonstrate the success of their cultivation.No matter what their identities are and what stunts they have, there is no room for them to show off.

"Is there no stronger person?" The young man who had been standing in the same position for half a step after coming to the stage did not move, his tone was light and unwavering, but everyone heard it as the most powerful mockery, not only aimed at those who lost to him, But for everyone present.

A monk with a tin staff in his hand and a hat on his head stood up. The face under the hat was no longer young. There were brown spots on the loose skin, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could not conceal the sharpness of his gaze.

"Master Mingling!" Someone in the crowd exclaimed in a low voice, and the stunned people found their voices again, like a tidal wave, spreading the deeds of the monk known as Master Mingling in a low voice.

Those who can be called masters are those who are highly respected in Buddhism.

"Master Mingling practiced in Todaiji Temple since he was a child."

"Under the age of 20, he subdued a fox demon with 500 years of practice!"

"The Qingshen monk who was called the little bald head just now is the proud disciple of Master Mingling. Now Tomie Kawakami is going to be in trouble."

"Young people don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, so they should learn some lessons."

During the excited discussions, someone asked weakly: "Master Ming Ling has been famous for a long time, is it appropriate to participate in this kind of competition?"

Everyone was silent for a while, "There is no age limit for the competition." Although everyone defaulted to the participation of the younger generation, after all, there was no express regulation, and Master Ming Ling challenged on stage, and there was nothing wrong with it.

After Master Ming Ling took the stage, he looked at the young opponent at close range. Since the boy kicked his proud disciple away for a second, he no longer held the mentality of watching the juniors compete, but regarded the boy as a tough opponent. opponent, thinking about whether he can defeat the opponent.

It is not a good thing for young people to be too aggressive. "Ming Ling said kindly, "You need to have a heart that matches your strength, so that you will not easily go astray. "

Ming Ling planned to say a few words to the young man before the official start, but he was frozen by the other party's gaze as soon as he started.There was a cold light in his jet-black pupils, and the bright "You're so annoying" was written on his face. He glanced at the host and silently urged him to announce the start.

"Open...start!" The host dripped a drop of cold sweat from his temples, muttering in his heart that the young man would be taught a lesson, Master Ming Ling is a senior who has been famous for a long time, if it wasn't for this kind of party that only happens once in ten years, he wouldn't have shown up .

However, the muttering in his heart was not over yet, and there was only one person left on the ring, Tomie Kawakami still stood there, as if he didn't even move, Master Ming Ling disappeared.

Where is Master Ming Ling?

Master Ming Ling fell asleep in his place, no, to be precise, he passed out.

Next door to Master Ming Ling was Ma Cang Ye Ming, the patriarch of the Ma Cang family. He was a short old man with clogs on and a pipe in his mouth. Three quarters of his head was bald, leaving only a circle of white hair.

The Patriarch of the Ma Cang family holds a spirit imp and has rich combat experience. Old age does not make his strength retreat, but makes him stronger, leading the Ma Cang family to firmly occupy the top position.Even so, he didn't see how Master Qingming appeared on the chair.

Who is the boy in the arena?

The same question lingers in the minds of countless people, and some of them have already been secretly investigated.

"That's why I said I won't go up," Ma Cangye, who was brought here by his grandfather, said flatly, "I won't embarrass the Ma Cang family." This kind of opponent cannot be defeated at all!

"Aren't you determined to become the Shaman King?" Ma Cang Ye Ming scolded his grandson with a straight face.

"The ideal is plump, but it can't match the skinnyness of reality." Ma Cangye shook his head, he was too cruel to be offended.

Huakaiyuan Ryuji of Huakaiyuan's family also had the same idea, holding Mo Meiliu who had lost consciousness, he felt that the final winner of this competition had appeared.

Even the magic charm flow with the beast in his body couldn't last a second under the opponent's hands, and he would end up in the same way if he went up by himself. "Youluo, step back a little." He grabbed a lock of hair on the back of his sister Huakaiyuan Youluo's head, and roughly pulled the little girl back.

Huakaiyuan Youluo complained expressionlessly: "Brother Long Er, you are such a bastard."

Huakaiyuan Qiufang separated the two with a wry smile, "Stop arguing and watch the game well."

Huakaiyuan Qiufang is known as the genius of the Huakaiyuan family who is once in a hundred years. By default, he is the head of the next generation of Huakaiyuan family. His strength is far ahead of his peers, but he thinks he has no chance of winning against the young man in front of him. .

"Next." Fu Jiang said to the host.

The host has completely froze, Master Mingling lost?How did Master Ming Ling lose?I didn't see anything!

The current Patriarch of Yumenyuan's family frowned, and was about to step forward.

"Have you forgotten Master Shohei Abe's order?" Yumonin said softly while hugging the bear doll. The young people are just too impulsive, and the new generation of the Mimonin family is really getting worse.

The current Patriarch of Yumenyuan turned pale, lowered his head and took a few steps back.

The owner of the house was scolded by a little girl in a Lolita dress, which attracted other people's attention, but the rest of the Yumonin family were no strangers to it.

Because of Lord Seimei's Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, each generation of Patriarchs of the Yumenyuan family will not grow old and die. If it is not for the replacement of the rulers, these subsequent Patriarchs are completely unnecessary.Therefore, even the contemporary Patriarch has very limited voice in the Yumenyuan clan, and there are still more than a dozen Patriarchs above.

"No more?" Fu Jiang felt that Zhang Jingsi needed to be reminded. It is better to add the time limit to the rules of the game. Now that no one comes up, do you have to wait?

An old man wearing a mask came up, his steps faltering.

"Wait a minute," the old man raised his hand to stop the host who was about to announce the start, "I have something to say to this boy."

The corner of the host's mouth twitched, but it was obvious that this young man didn't want to hear what you said.

"Your skill is very good," the old man said to Fu Jiang appreciatively, "but you forgot, this is not an ordinary game. When you face monsters and ghosts, your good skill plays little role. So I think it is It's time to get this game back to the topic. Let you see what Yin Yang is."

With a wave of the old man's hand, dozens of charms flew out of his sleeve, forming a circle. With a movement of the old man's fingertips, the circle began to spin, faster and faster, and finally turned into a circle of flames, and sparks flew out. The moment they fell, they turned into shikigami.

"It's time to start." After summoning a dozen shikigami, the old man said to the host.

The host looked at Fu Jiang, a little embarrassed, and called before it started, which was against the rules.

"Let's start." Fu Jiang turned a blind eye to the old man's actions.

The wide arena became very crowded due to the appearance of more than a dozen shikigami. Judging from the number, the old man had an overwhelming advantage. The host carefully retreated to a corner before announcing the start.

"Go!" The old man pointed to Tomie and ordered to his shikigami.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help standing on tiptoe and stretching their necks to see the result of this battle.

Is that the end of it?The young man who has been victorious and provocative has finally forced those powerful men to take action. It must be a terrifying strength to be able to control more than a dozen shikigami at the same time.Onmyoji, witchcraft, and magicians, this is what this game should have.

Unfortunately, the result was the same. In the blink of an eye, the old man had already flown out of the ring, the mask on his face had been shattered and fell off, the shikigami who were crowded on the ring were gone, and the people standing on the edge of the ring could smell the faint smell of burnt paper. breath.

"What do you want me to see?" Fu Jiang asked the old man.

The old man with half-closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes wide, raised his trembling hand with difficulty and pointed at Fu Jiang, his lips kept trembling, he couldn't utter a word, and then his head tilted and fell down.

The people at the side leaned over cautiously, tugged at the old man's sleeve, shook it, tried the old man's breath again, and announced, "He passed out."

"That means there's nothing to see, next one." Fu Jiang said ruthlessly.

Next?Now where would anyone dare to be next?In the silence, the cheers and applause of an old man were very conspicuous.

Grandpa Higurashi squeezed into the crowd from the corner, applauding non-stop, "Fu Jiang, great job! Kawakami knows you are so capable and will be happy for you!!" The old man was so excited that he lost his breath for a while , coughing heavily, his face flushed.

Fu Jiang noticed Grandpa Higurashi's weakness, and the dirty air at the scene made him very uncomfortable.

"It's getting late, I should go back."

As soon as these words came out, everyone wanted to cheer and applaud. The kid who appeared out of nowhere destroyed everyone's chance to show off. Hurry up and leave!If you leave, we can act as if nothing happened.

"So I won't wait for you to come on stage one by one."

Um?What's the meaning?

The young man raised his hand, and a black flame floated in his palm. Those who were really capable in the crowd couldn't help but take a step back. Ma Cang Ye Ming even grabbed his grandson by the back collar and threw him out of the door.

"What is this?" Huakaiyuan Longer pushed his younger sister Youluo behind him, staring at the black flame solemnly, a strong sense of oppression hit him, making him almost out of breath.

"Long Er, do you still remember? The fire that swept through Tokyo..." Huakaiyuan Qiufang's voice was trembling.

How can you not remember?That boundless spiritual fire burned the entire sky red, and all the monsters on the earth were turned into ashes after the flames swept through.

That spiritual fire has not only been remembered by the Huakai family until now, but there are countless people who have investigated it privately. What kind of people can have full and clear spiritual power, enough to support a spiritual fire that almost enveloped the whole of Japan.

When the black flames ignited around them, the thick fog that had never dissipated in their hearts dissipated, allowing them to see clearly the true face of the person who ignited the fire.

Such a young boy.

At this time, his age is insignificant, because his strength is unmatched by anyone.

Black flames burned quietly throughout the venue, and everyone was surrounded by flames. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break through the blockade of the flames and move a step.The shikigami around them, the spells on their bodies, and the spiritual weapons in their hands were all reduced to ashes in the flames.

This party is for show, most people bring everything out, a fire, nothing.This will be an incalculable loss, and there is no compensation. After seeing everything, it is too late to be in awe and fear. Who would dare to claim compensation from Tomie Kawakami?

"I should be counted as winning now, right?" Fu Jiang flipped his palm and withdrew the black fire. "It's time to introduce myself. I'm from Kawakami Shrine, and my name is Kawakami Tomie."

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