It's a power, not a spell

Shinjuku, 17:11.

Gojo Satoru asked him to investigate some progress not long ago, even though the timing didn't seem right, Yidizhi decided to go and inform his boss.He put away his mobile phone, looked up and looked around, and quickly found a person who was quite tall among the crowd.

Zhong Yejun stood opposite him, the two seemed to be talking about something, the lips of the white-haired youth moved slightly.Yi Dizhi walked over there, and when he was less than three meters away from the two of them, he said, "Five—"

Yi Dizhi choked suddenly, his body froze in place, and a ridiculous sound came out of his throat.The brain is blank at the moment, because the scene in front of him is beyond the scope of processing, and he has lost the ability to think.

The dazzling bright red soaked the shirt sleeves of the young Bai Jie. From his angle, he could see the hand piercing Gojo Satoru's body, and the blood on it dripped from the fingertips to the ground. 'Nakahara Chuya' grinned an emotionless smile, "Hey, the reaction was quick, I deliberately picked this opportunity to succeed, what a pity..."

Taking advantage of the moment Wujo Wu was distracted, he launched an attack while replacing Chuya Nakahara, otherwise, Liuyan would not be a vegetarian.And Wujo Satoru's reaction power is also at the monster level, and in this case, he can avoid the immediately fatal vital point.

Although he didn't report that he hoped to kill him so easily.

It took Yidi a long time to find his voice, "...Chuya-kun?"

Not only Yizhizhi, but those who noticed this side, both the enemy and us, were all surprised.

"Mimiko, are they fighting among themselves?" Nanako, who was twin high school students on the side of the curse teacher, blinked.

"It looks like this, Nanako."

A foreign man wearing sunglasses and a white hat, Miguel fiddled with the black rope in his hand, and said in a regretful tone, "He almost died, and I can make a fortune for nothing."

"Hey, how could Gojo Satoru's technique be attacked so easily? Maybe it's some kind of conspiracy..."

Even if the enemy is like this, the conjurer's side is even more confused.

Gojo Satoru didn't react much, but frowned under the blindfold, holding the arm of 'Chuya Nakahara', pulling it out of his body little by little, the other party didn't resist, his wound soon recovered from the reversal technique Healed under the action of formula.

"—What about Chuya?"

'Nakahara Chuya' shrugged, "What are you talking about, Mr. Wujo, I'm right here."

"He never called me 'teacher', what about Chuya?"

"I don't know." 'Zhongyuan Zhongya' stopped pretending, "It is reasonable to say that his soul should be in the "vessel", well, there may be deviations in the records. "

It is reasonable to have a small problem with the data for hundreds of years, as long as there is no error in the first half, it will not affect him.It's useless for him to ask for Zhongye's soul.

Oh, there is a second possibility—the soul of Chuya Nakahara escaped the capture of the "vessel" by himself.This is not a big problem. It is still unknown how long the exposed soul can exist. Besides, for this body, the self that came in through the "Tao" is no different from the original one, and there is no such thing as rejection.

The ability of this special-level spell is really easy to use, and the conditions for achieving it are simple. The biggest flaw is that the CD time is too long, and it is time-sensitive.

But since the opponent's soul is not in the "vessel", this time limit is a bit Schrödinger.When the time comes, should I become an empty shell without a soul, or should I keep myself in it?

'Nakahara Chuya' smiled, "Are you going to kill me?"

If you kill him, I don't know if 'Zhongyuan Zhongya' will die, but Zhongyuan Zhongya will definitely not live.

Gojo Satoru was clearly aware of this, and also thought of the two possibilities, but he preferred the second one.Zhongyuanzhong is not a guy who can be controlled so easily.

He thought for a while, let go of the hand holding the opponent's arm, and walked towards the first-year student not far away, "You wait here first."

'Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye' froze for a moment, but really just stood there without any other actions.

"Teacher Wutiao, Zhongya..." Goujuanji and Panda watched the whole process, and they knew Zhongya Zhongye, and they noticed that the latter's behavior was not right.

"I'll be responsible for solving Chuya's problem. You go back to the high school first, Xia Youjie is there, Maki and Yuta may be in danger. ——I will rush back as soon as possible, and I must protect them both."

"Yes!"

Gojo Satoru wrote the same spell on the ground as last night and transferred them back to the school.

Next-

'Chuya Nakahara' and Gojo Satoru who turned around looked at each other and smiled faintly.But as long as they have seen the real person, anyone can easily see the difference between the fake and the real person, and Zhongyuanzhong will not show such...an elegant expression, which is an eyesore no matter how it looks on that face.

Gojo Satoru gave a heavy 'tsk', "You have such an ugly smile."

"Is that so, I'm sorry." Spreading his hands without regret, 'Nakahara Chuya' expression remained unchanged. If the blood stained on his body was ignored, he looked as if he had come out of the Heian era. The appearance does not match extremely, "The enemy is ready to attack, it seems that you have guessed their plan."

Gojo Satoru ignored his words and asked directly, "What's your purpose?"

Except for the initial bit of murderous intent, 'Nakahara Chuya' didn't show any malice, and his attitude was very strange.The main thing is that this guy is using Nakahara Chuya's body, which makes him a little worried.

'Nakahara Chuya' seems to be very self-aware, "If I attack the conjurer or try to escape with this body, you should break my limbs directly, and control the injury so that I can't move without causing death Well, don’t worry. I’m just curious about Chuya-kun’s technique, not here to get beaten.”

"so--"

The red light unique to his technique emerged from the boy's body, and he turned to face the army of curse spirits rushing towards him.The conjurer here stepped forward to meet him.

"I'm a 'teammate'."

"That's right." Gojo Satoru was noncommittal, but it would be troublesome to fight with 'Nakahara Chuya' now, so let's go along with him for the time being, "How about leaving that foreign guy to you?"

"I think it's good."

'Nakahara Chuya' bent his knees and jumped up, stopping the foreign man before he came to Gojo Satoru, and Miguel's attack was blocked.Unlike Nakahara Chuya himself, the current one does not deliberately control the output of power, so the fragile seal in his body is easily broken.

Miguel jumped back to distance himself in surprise, "What are you?"

Fortunately, except for Miguel, everyone else is busy with the battle, so there is no time to care about this for the time being.

"It's really impolite, but..." 'Nakahara Chuya' borrowed strength from the ground, and the next moment he came to Miguel who was retreating, concentrated his strength on his hand, and punched out.

"I'm also curious about what 'me' really is."

If you really use Chuya Nakahara's body, you will find that his abnormality is far more than the strange power that constitutes it. What is even more abnormal is the way he uses power, which is completely different from that of a conjurer.

Curse masters are another name for conjurers. Their power comes from their own emotions. The curse power generated from negative emotions obeys the will of the conjurers, or it is used to strengthen the body or use spells.But Zhongyuanzhong is different, his power is not 'produced', but exists in his body itself.

It is very similar to the mantra, but his body is not the same as the mantra itself is composed of mantra.

When he uses it, it is like drawing water from a pool. Chuya Nakahara's body is that pool, and that power is the water.

No, maybe it's not accurate to say it's a pool.Because there was too much 'water', it gave him an illusion of inexhaustibility.

--"ocean".

Now he draws power as the river is compared to the sea.

Does Wujo Satoru know about this kind of thing?

'Nakahara Chuya' glanced at the white-haired conjurer who was watching from the sidelines, and answered in his heart.Well, it shouldn't be hidden from six eyes.Moreover, what remains on the seal in his body is obviously Wujo Wu's spell power.

There is also a big gap between his physical skills and those in the Central Plains, and he is not proficient in the application of gravity manipulation techniques, and he is not sure about the output of power. He doesn't know what size can cause what effect, so he is just reluctant The enemy was tied.

It was rare to seize a small opportunity, and at the same time as 'Zhongyuan Zhongya' shot quickly, he felt bad-he used too much force.

The fist rubbed against the air and made a cracking sound, but the person who was supposed to be hit arrived a beat later, brushed past the fist, and hit the boy's forearm.Miguel raised his eyebrows, not letting go of this flaw, and kicked the boy hard in the side face.

"Do you have a physical coordination disorder?"

His original goal was to hold Gojo Satoru, but although he didn't know why, it seemed that as long as this guy in front of him was here, Gojo Satoru would not leave.Fighting with people with physical coordination impairment is of course much easier than fighting with the strongest, and there is no need to use the rope that took a lot of effort to get, so Miguel is also happy to relax.

He even deliberately released water in order to prevent him from defeating the opponent too quickly and facing Gojo Satoru.

Ah, easy, it would be great if all the money was as easy to earn as it is now,

"It takes an adaptation period to change new clothes, please be considerate of me. This is the first time for me at this height." "Nakahara Chuya", who stabilized his body, wiped the nosebleed and smiled helplessly.

"Oh?" Miguel didn't quite understand what he meant.

Gojo Satoru folded his arms, his eyes fell on 'Nakahara Chuya' through the blindfold.The latter looked at him almost at the same time, as if he had expected it, "Let me guess, you should be thinking 'if this guy only has this strength, then I'll just break his limbs', after all, he was in a hurry to go back to save the students. "

The white-haired conjurer tilted his head, "Probably not? It's interesting to see you being beaten."

"Really, I thought Gojo-kun was a teacher who cared for his students."

"That's true, if you are my student."

"It's a pity."'Nakahara Chuya' smiled, not paying attention to Miguel who was fighting with him not long ago, and the latter did not move out of some obvious thoughts, "But... Although Gojo-kun did not change his mind, but I regret it."

"——Now I've regretted it too." Gojo Satoru made the move the moment he realized his plan, but it was still a step too late.

"Central Plains Chuya" no longer only draws out the power of "river" size as before. With a curious attitude, he infinitely magnifies the "output port"-what kind of posture will this kind of power look like when it is fully displayed .

Unconsciously, it seems to be the subconscious instinct of this body, 'Nakahara Chuya' murmured——

"You, allow the filth of gloom

Don't Return to My Awakening"