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

"Welcome, Mr. Huzhang."

Katsuobu Youruto regained his senses from his bewilderment, and saw the smiling long-haired boy in front of him, and blurted out shocking words.

"Teacher Cloud!"

"...Huh?" Looking at Zhimeng with a smile, he was stunned for a moment, and then saw the pink-haired boy in front of him seem to be relieved, and continued with a bright smile.

"Sure enough, Teacher Yun is so powerful, I knew the teacher would be fine!"

Zhimeng became even more confused immediately, stretched out her plain fingertips and pointed at herself: "Are you calling me?"

Immediately, thinking of his face similar to a certain conjurer, he suddenly understood, and smiled authentically.

"You've got the wrong person, Mr. Hu Zhang."

"Admit it wrong?" The pink-haired boy heard the words, looked at Zhimeng again, especially the familiar face, and affirmed again.

"I'm not mistaken, it's Teacher Yun, Senior Panda and Teacher Wutiao have shown me your photos—"

Before he finished speaking, he immediately lost consciousness and fell down after being tapped between the eyebrows by Zhimeng.

Zhimeng glanced at Tuogen who was looking over from the sea, and said: "Tuogen, if anyone comes back, don't let them disturb me."

Tuogen: "Okay~"

With Tuogen's guarantee, Zhimeng was relieved.

Bending down and squatting down, Zhimeng thought for a moment, and decisively used [Wuwei Transformation] to touch the soul of Yuzu Yujin.

In the next moment, his consciousness entered it, and he saw a man wearing a white kimono who had the same face as Knotabagi Yuhito, but with a more sinister and wild temperament on the bone pedestal made of bones.

The king of curses, double-faced Su Nuo!

The King of Curses with obvious curse lines on his face and forehead looked at the uninvited Pink Fir Curse Spirit, as if seeing something interesting, he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I really should let that brat from Wutiao's family take a look, what kind of expression will he show when the person he has been thinking about all this time becomes a curse spirit hahaha!"

He looked down at Weaving Dream under the Throne of Withered Bones, his eyes were full of malice: "Will he kill you? Or raise you? Hahaha, is the strongest magician about to degenerate into the company of magic spirits?" Hahaha!"

Immediately, the field was filled with his wild and evil laughter, making Zhimeng frown a little uncomfortably.

"It's noisy."

Zhimeng raised his head and looked at him calmly: "Nuo on both sides."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Zhimeng ignored the expression of the double-faced Su Nuo on the seat, he activated the mantra, and a leafless tree snaked up from the ground, supporting him to grow rapidly to the same height as the bone seat before stopping.

After making eye contact with the Cursed King, Zhimeng was satisfied, and said briskly, "I thought that the Cursed King could see through the surface, but he was also confused by the surface?"

The curse spirit with a rare beauty sneered: "I don't know the strongest magician, only a fool can be confused by appearance."

Unexpectedly, the two-faced Su Nuo, who he thought would understand what he said, laughed again.

"Hahahaha interesting and interesting, it's so interesting hahaha, that kid is so pitiful hahahaha!"

The King of Curses laughed loudly, with a look of being overjoyed, making Zhimeng's head full of question marks.

Inexplicably, he felt mocked.

Moreover, this king of curses, who knows how to laugh and smile, doesn't seem to be working well.

Forget it, anyway, they are going for each other's strength, it doesn't matter if their brains are good or not, it's better to say that their brains are not good enough, so that it's easier for him to fool around.

Weaving Dream smiled and said with an unchanged expression: "So, do you want to join us? Two-faced Nuo."

The moment the words fell, a slash passed through his body and the tree below him.

But as seen, the slash passed through him and the tree's body, and then it was like passing through a phantom, and the person and tree who were pierced were unscathed.

Seeing this, the two-faced Su Nuo on the bone base became excited.

"Interesting ability, but only this ability is not enough."

Zhimeng smiled and returned this sentence to him: "Interesting ability, but only this ability is not enough."

The moment the words fell, the leafless tree under him instantly burst into pink flowers, and the dazzling fragrance filled the birth domain.

Seeing this, Su Nuo on both sides showed a nasty smile.

In the next moment, the flower tree that was in full bloom was chopped to pieces by the sudden appearance of multiple slashes.

Weaving Dream's expression remained unchanged. After the flower tree was cut off, the flowers on the branches were no longer under control. After the magic formula on it was activated, they flew around to destroy and attack everything within the range——

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Huzhang should have swallowed five fingers, right?"

When Su Nuo on both sides was completely excited, Zhimeng half leaned on a cloud of fog, and smiled lightly.

"A quarter of the strength of the Cursed King is nothing more than that."

At the same time, facing the two-faced Su Nuo who came straight at him with a grinning grin, Zhimeng whipped his whip towards him with a smile on his face.

Two-faced Su Nuo received the whip, and there was a burning pain in the palm of his hand, and even the reversal technique became not very easy to use.

And the petals that kept falling in the air, and the triggered spells were the same. They were obviously just innocuous injuries, but they were difficult to heal.

Even though the surface is healed, the pain inside remains unabated.

As if seeing what he was thinking, Zhimeng explained with a smile: "I happen to have research on how to deal with souls recently~"

With one punch from Su Nuo on both sides, Fenshan's curse spirit was atomized and dissipated.

The next moment, the long whip struck again, and Su Nuo on both sides reached out to grab Yila and punched it, but it still felt as if it had hit a ball of cotton.

The mist dissipated and then condensed, and accompanied by seemingly endless petals, it was extremely difficult to entangle. Physical attacks and slashes were useless to Weaving Dream, and the two-faced Su Nuo also changed from excitement at the beginning to impatience.

In the end, he gave up the useless physical skills and slashing, and set fire to the birth domain instead.

The fire licked the mist, and the thick fog dissipated like fear, but immediately after that, water poured down from the sky all over the sky.

The fire and the water met, and a large amount of mist filled the entire field in an instant.

Seeing this, Su Nuo on both sides clicked his tongue in displeasure: "I admit that you are very strong."

He stood on the highest point with his arms folded, letting the fog envelop him: "You are so strong, why are you still hiding in fear of Wujo Wu?"

"I don't like fighting." Zhimeng's light voice came from the surrounding fog.

"Also, is Gojo Satoru really easy to deal with?"

The goal was not achieved, but the two-faced Su Nuo was looking forward to that scene even more——

A scene where best friends turn against each other.

His eyes were full of malice and sarcasm: "Coward, it's a waste of your strength."

Then, light laughter came from the fog.

"Then come and taste the strength of a coward—"

The sister school exchange meeting finally ended with Yuzu Yujin disappearing, and the rest of the curse spirits and curse masters fled and came to a hasty conclusion.

When Gojo Satoru returned to the high school with the crystal coffin, the curse spirits had already run a long way away, making his already ugly face look like it was frozen.

"Junpei, help the teacher take a look!"

After the words fell, Gojo Satoru put down the crystal coffin and disappeared in the same place in a blink of an eye.

Yoshino Junpei, who had just received home nitrous treatment, was amazed for a moment when he saw the black-haired boy sleeping in the crystal coffin on the ground.

The boy was wearing a pure white bathrobe, with a few pink roses in his hair, his long black hair hanging on both sides of his chest, his hands folded on his abdomen, and his expression was peaceful as if he was in a deep sleep.

"This is?" Momo Nishinomiya, a student of the Kyoto School, couldn't help but take a closer look.

Zenyuan Zhenyi also took a closer look, thoughtfully: "This is Yunzhimeng, one of the strongest trio back then. I didn't expect that Teacher Wutiao didn't bury him."

"What, what?" Yoshino Junpei was at a loss.

Xi Gongtao also came to his senses: "Super conjurer Yun Zhimeng, his body hasn't been disposed of yet?!"

When An Geji came back with other students, she saw the conspicuous crystal coffin.

Seeing the face of the sleeping person in the crystal coffin, she couldn't help but change: "Dream weaving!"

"Dream weaving? Wow, it turned out to be a real person!"

Behind her, Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei rushed over immediately, looking left and right at the beautiful boy in the crystal coffin.

Zenyuan Maki asked: "Who brought this? Where is Teacher Wujo?"

Kenji Kamo glanced at the crystal coffin, a little surprised: "It hasn't been buried yet?"

Panda is not surprised, seeing that Wu and Jie have been denying the death of Zhimeng, how could they bury Zhimeng.

Zenyuan Zhenyi turned his head away when he saw Zenyuan Maki, Nishinomiya Momo was immersed in the beautiful love (crossed out) friendship of the super magicians who had heard and seen it before, and finally Yoshino Junpei answered the question.

"This is brought by Mr. Wutiao. He seems to be chasing it."

"Wait!" Nagasaki Wild Rose suddenly exclaimed: "Come and see! The people in the museum are still breathing!"

"What?!" xN

Hearing this, a group of students, including the teacher An Ge Ji, squeezed over and stared carefully at the chest of the boy in the coffin.

Then it was discovered that although the vibration in his chest was very weak, the boy in the coffin was indeed breathing and was still alive.

The panda gasped suddenly: "Wu and Jie didn't lie!"

Chanyuan Maki was similarly shocked: "It's really still alive!"

Zenyuan Zhenyi didn't care about being awkward anymore: "Why did you put it in the coffin when you were still alive? Open the museum soon!"

When she said this, the others suddenly woke up like a dream, and they fumbled to open the museum to save people.

When Xia Youjie brought back Dongtang Kui, who had failed in pursuit, he saw a group of people attacking the crystal coffin containing Dreamweaving, and his pupils shrank suddenly——

"stop!"

He immediately stepped forward to stop Nagasaki Wild Rose from trying to smash a nail on the edge.

"What are you doing!"

As he spoke, he subconsciously dispersed the crowd surrounding the crystal coffin, and protected the crystal coffin behind him.

"Mr. Xia You, the person inside is still alive, we plan to open the museum to rescue him!"

Nagasaki Wild Rose explained, and the others nodded.

Only An Ge Ji, she looked at the ugly Xia Youjie, and her heart moved.

They can all see that Zhimeng is not dead. Would Xia You and Wutiao, who have been guarding Zhimeng, know?

Therefore, there is a reason why weaving dream will be put in the coffin by them——

"No need." The black-haired young man with a ball head explained.

"This is a special magic tool. When Zhimeng wakes up, the magic tool will be opened automatically."

The expected answer made An Geji's throat ache: "Weaving Meng... how long has he been asleep?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment.

"He never woke up."

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Best friends fight each other, what a show to look forward to!