A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the sister school exchange meeting of the two high schools in Tokyo and Kyoto.

Because last year's exchange meeting was won by the Tokyo school, this year's host was changed to the Tokyo school, and the specific location was also set at the back mountain of the Tokyo school.

On that day, Utahime, the teacher and principal of the Kyoto school, brought the students of the Kyoto school to the scene.

Yes, because of the success of Gojo Satoru's reform, it is naturally the Gojo faction who have gained benefits and power.

As much as she hated Gojo Satoru, Utakahime eventually sided with him because the higher ups at the time were even more disgusting.

Now, Ange Ji has been the principal of the Kyoto school for several years, and has gradually taken over and controlled everything that the original principal of the Kyoto school should have in these years. Every year, she seeks, teaches and sends fresh blood to the magic circle.

As for the former principal of the Kyoto school, Rakuganji Kashinobu, like other high-level old men, Gojo Satoru has forcefully pushed him down from his high position, and said that when people are old, they should retire and go home to enjoy the blessings. Now it should be the world of young people.

Of course, it would be even better if there are those who are unwilling to go home and enjoy the blessings. It just so happens that the magic world lacks the manpower to exorcise curse spirits.

What?Someone unwilling to do the task?Oh, you don't want to do the task, don't want to retire, do you want to go to heaven?Either go home, or stay here forever.

Of course, some people accepted the task with humiliation, but the task failed... Ah, if you can't even complete this task, then you should retire as soon as possible, or you will deserve it if you die.

After this series of operations and threats of force, the original rotten pillars of the magic world have been completely replaced, new healthy blood has taken their place, and the operation of the magic world has not been affected in any way.

Without these laggards, with the efforts of Gojo Satoru and others, although there are still some unavoidable flaws and imperfections in the magic world, it has already begun to flourish.

Getting back to the topic, the upper management of the two schools still attaches great importance to the exchange meeting, because if nothing happens, these students will be their successors in the future.

Therefore, when the competition started, not only the principals and teachers of the two schools were present, but also Gojo Satoru and some first-level conjurers who were busy in the past also arrived.

Mingming was even invited to be on the list, and her spells were used to transfer the match scene for others to watch.

In the monitoring room, Xia Youjie saw many familiar faces with a glance, and kept smiling to respond to the seniors and juniors of his colleagues who came forward to say hello.

The seniors and juniors who had a good relationship during the high school are basically the pillars of the magic world now.

After the sister school exchange meeting in the past two years, the people watching the battle in the monitoring room were basically acquaintances at first glance, and it was almost time to hold a class reunion on the spot.

Every now and then, looking at these people, behind Xia Youjie's smile, he couldn't help but have some dark thoughts——

Why, why these people are not even strong enough for him, and mediocre people whose strength can only be said to be average can live well... and his best friend, his most important person, is such an excellent person no matter what , but just lay there, and has not woken up to this day.

God, this is too unfair.

Xia Youjie had thoughts like these many times, because the perennial missions and the disgusting magic ball that he had to swallow had a great impact on his spirit, causing him to fall into a bitter summer again. status.

Seeing Zhimeng who was still asleep, and thinking of Zhimeng's chat with him, Xia Youjie regained his composure in a second, and consciously went to Jiarui Nitzi for psychological counseling.

After all, Zhimeng hasn't woken up yet, so he can't have a problem first.What if Zhimeng found out after waking up, and then figured out that world destruction plan? !

Thinking of weaving dreams, and thinking about the current situation, Xia Youjie's smile tended to turn into a wry smile.

But he couldn't continue to fall, and was drawn back to his attention by the sudden alarm——

"There is an enemy attack!"

Looking up again, Xia Youjie's expression turned cold when he saw the curse spirit appearing on the monitor and attacking the students again.

It wasn't just him, everyone else present didn't look very good, and they got up and took action one after another, either to stop the intruder or to support the students.

"Jay!"

When Xia Youjie left, Wujo Wu called to stop him.

After a pause, he heard him say: "If we meet Zhimeng again, let him stay."

"……I understand."

In addition to the special curse spirit that attacked the students, many curse masters broke into the high school and set up tents at the competition venue of the exchange meeting.

This account was also set with the condition that everyone except Gojo Satoru could enter, making it clear that he didn't want Gojo Satoru to join the battle.

Putting a hand into the tent, Xia Youjie looked back at him.

The white-haired youth wearing a black blindfold nodded to him.

So Xia Youjie entered the account without hesitation.

Gojo Satoru ascended into the sky, pulled off the blindfold, and stared at everything in the tent below with his six blue eyes without hindrance, ready to smash the tent and make a move at any time.

Suddenly, his complexion changed, and after glancing at Xia Youjie in the lower tent, he disappeared into the air without hesitation.

In the tent, facing the reappearing and attacking super-level curse spirits, Yuzu Yuhito and Fuguro Hui both looked dignified, abandoning their previous suspicions and fighting against the students of Kyoto School who also found something wrong.

However, their odds of winning are still frighteningly low——

In the classification of the conjuration world, conjurers of the same level must be able to beat spell spirits.

But if the level of the magic spirit is higher than that of the magician, then the magician has more than half the chance of death, so Gojo Satoru will clearly mark the prohibition of accepting tasks higher than his own level after taking over the magic world.

Instead of being like the original rotten oranges, everyone knew these things well, but because there were no clear regulations, they did not hesitate to send conjurers who were lower than the level of the curse spirit to exorcise the curse spirit. Use human life to pile up victories.

Therefore, among the students whose ratings are at most one level, and most of them are three or four levels, the humanoid super magic spirit in front of them can be said to be invincible.

If they are not careful, they will even be forced to downsize or even destroy the group!

"Everyone, be careful, this curse spirit will shoot out the seeds that absorb the magic power! Don't use the magic power to defend, it will only strengthen the seeds!"

Because he suffered a big loss from this trick last time, Knotaba Yuhito reminded everyone loudly this time.

Then, without hesitation, he took the lead in attacking.

"As expected of a close friend!" With a word of admiration, Dongtang Aoi followed suit.

Yoshino Junpei, who came not far away, saw this scene and wanted to shout something, but finally shut up and directed his jellyfish-shaped shikigami to take the opportunity to help.

At the same time, he also felt a little dazed.

Didn't Mr. Zhenren say that they want to live in peace with the magician?

why--

"Shunpei!"

Yuzu Yuhito's anxious voice sounded, Yoshino Junpei didn't even have time to react, he was knocked flying by the tree roots that suddenly drilled out of the ground.

This blow, even though he strengthened himself with spell power, when he slammed into the tree body, Yoshino Junpei also felt unspeakable pain, as if his internal organs were displaced by this blow, and he coughed from the tree body. Sliding down, the combat power almost returned to zero.

In the final analysis, he only joined for half a month, and his strength growth was limited, so it was not Hua Yu's combined force at all.

Having lost most of his combat power, Yoshino Junpei felt powerless while anxious about the obviously unfavorable battle situation.

Then, when he saw Xia Youjie who had rushed over, he suddenly seemed to see a savior.

"Teacher Xia You!"

Xia Youjie nodded to him, and urged: "Student Yoshino, you go to get treatment first, and leave it to the teacher here."

Then, he looked towards the battlefield and was about to join, but saw that the special-grade curse spirit instantly spawned countless tree roots, and the roots that broke through the ground entangled everyone's ankles and successfully tripped their movements.

At the same time, a deadly attack aimed at the vitals followed——

Xia Youjie's pupils shrank sharply, and the summoned super-level curse spirit had already rushed forward.

But the special-grade curse spirit insisted on risking injury or even serious injury, and resisted the attack of the attacking curse spirit, and at the same time sent out the attack aimed at the heart of Knotweed Yuhito.

After Dongdou Aoi found that he couldn't get rid of those tree roots for a while, he clapped his hands to activate the spell, intending to exchange places between himself and Hanao.

The spell was successful, and Hana Yu was forced to switch places with him, but before Todo Aoi breathed a sigh of relief, he found that the best friend in front of him suddenly disappeared, and instead a flower branch with pink flowers slowly fell down.

Dongtang Aoi was taken aback for a moment, but her hand was already subconsciously picking up the flower branch——

"stop!"

"boom--"

Xia Youjie was too late to stop it.

The moment the flower branch touched Dongtang Kwai, it exploded on the spot, and the flowers on it were blown out immediately.

The petals are flying, murderous intent is overflowing.

While the students and Xia Youjie were resisting the various attacks that were suddenly launched on the petals, Hua Yu had already retreated quietly.

On the other side, there are companions and curse masters in front to attract and trap the magic masters. The real person who sneaked in secretly followed the guidance of the rope and entered the warehouse of the high school...

Gojo Satoru used the technique to move quickly, and returned to the Gojo House full of anger——

Someone moved the crystal coffin!

As expected, Gojootaku was messed up by the Cursed Masters.

The anxious Gojo Satoru overturned them casually, then hurried past the location of the crystal coffin, and was sprayed in the face by the oncoming explosion.

"Boom boom-"

Gojo Satoru didn't stop in his footsteps due to the non-stop operation of the no-lower-limit spell, and rushed straight into the room that was still exploding.

Explosions sounded many times, no matter how well protected the room was, it began to crumble at this moment.

When Gojo Satoru came in, he saw that the crystal coffin was wrapped in circles of explosives that were still exploding. He immediately pulled off the explosives with a gloomy face, picked up the crystal coffin and left.

Accompanied by the sound of houses collapsing, he sentenced all those who attacked Wujo house today to death.

They shouldn't, they shouldn't—they shouldn't touch Mengzhi!

……

Lingsuo, who was entangled in the bomb and ran away, regretted while running for his life.

It would be great if we could blow up Yunmeng Weaver's body.

Absolutely, absolutely, we can't let the curse weaving dream see that corpse!

In the domain of Tuo Gen.

Zhimeng looked at the pink-haired boy who suddenly appeared with a dazed face, and smiled brightly at him.

"Welcome, Mr. Knotweed."

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Let me see whether the two-faced Su Nuo is a companion or an enemy.