The strongest witch is a boy [Comprehensive]

The second round of the psychic battle is scheduled to be held on the uninhabited island of Tokyo. This is the message conveyed to the contestants by the oracle card.

After several months of preparation, all the psychics who passed the previous round gathered on an uninhabited island near Tokyo, waiting for the start of the official competition.

After these psychics from all over the world got a little familiar with the buildings on the uninhabited island, the Pachi tribe sent a message, calling all the contestants to gather at the competition venue, and released the comparison table for the main competition.

Before the start of the competition, one of the ten priests of the Paqi tribe also introduced the venue, claiming that a very special super spirit body is set up in the venue, only the contestants can pass through, and the outside world cannot interfere with the competition.

When Ma Canghao heard this, he held his chin and laughed.

The Paqi tribe is still the same, everything is realized by the super spirit body. In the final analysis, they are still poor.

I don't know why, but after seeing Jingjun's current golden attire and Asura City, he felt more and more that the Paqi people are too poor.

"Well, can't the outside world interfere with the game?"

The purple-haired boy wrapped in a cloak put his hand on his forehead and made a gesture of looking into the distance, looked carefully at the totem poles in the arena for a while, blinked his eyes, and said in a purely innocent and confused tone, "But it seems that it is not so casual at all. It can be destroyed."

Like waving a knife casually or something...

A hand patted the back of the boy in the cloak, and the black-haired boy in black feathers let out a low laugh helplessly.

"After all, it is a human being... It is commendable to be able to do this."

"Ah...Okay. But, it's really weak. This kind of competition can't even be regarded as a sideshow."

As soon as the purple-haired boy uttered these words, the psychic who heard the conversation between the two immediately turned his head and glared at them, and yelled out of his temper.

"Since your Excellency said so, why don't you show your hand to open everyone's eyes?"

"Hahahaha, that's not okay, I can only talk about it, fighting is not my strong point, sorry."

The purple-haired boy bowed very simply to the angry psychic, because of this action, the hood that originally blocked half of his face fell down, revealing his innocent and lovely smiling face.

"We're not contestants, we're just here...um, to 'support', right?"

"Hey?"

The early psychic was stunned for a moment.

He often sees contestants in the psychic competition who have a bad temper and fight with each other, but it is rare for them to apologize so simply.

Also, the other person looks really, really cute, making it hard to get seriously angry.

"Sorry, my children seldom go out and can't speak, please don't take it to heart."

The boy in haori followed suit to resolve the embarrassment of the scene.

The psychic who was angry before immediately calmed down, waved his hands and said "it's okay".

He didn't see the other person's face clearly until he finished speaking, and he was stunned immediately, and he didn't recover until the other party walked away.

That person was so beautiful, he had never seen such a beautiful person——ahhh!Why are you in a daze!He should ask the other party's name, right? !

You say you are here to support, but who are you here to support?

Which psychic is so lucky?

The psychic began to look around the venue, trying to find the beautiful boy duo just now, thinking about how to get close again, but after searching the venue, he looked almost desperately at the two people walking towards the center of the venue A conspicuous open space.

There was only one person in the middle of the clearing——"Good," who was isolated by fear from the other contestants.

A heart that was still throbbing just now shattered into two halves.

No wonder it was "too weak" when he opened his mouth. This is really a "good" relative and friend? !

When Ma Canghao heard this voice, the corner of his mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.He raised his head, looked around a little, and immediately saw the two people approaching.

It is too conspicuous to walk over when the surrounding area of ​​more than ten meters is deliberately left blank. He just wanted to pretend that "there are too many people and I can't see", so he could only snort, folded his arms and said: " What, Jingjun finally finished talking with his old friend? I thought you would wait until the final to show up."

"Who is going to end the first game?"

Kartikeye directly ignored Ma Canghao's mocking complaint earlier, and changed the subject.

Asakura snorted.

"The way to change the subject is too blunt. Jing Jun has already seen the battle table just now."

Kartikeye sat down next to Ma Canghao with the peacock, waved to Xiao Heitan by the way, and replied calmly: "There are only team names on the battle table, but no names of team members. In my memory, the psychic contest Still stuck in the individual competition stage, I don’t know what happened during this period of time, why did it suddenly become a three-person team battle? This is very strange, there is only one who can become the Shaman King, does it mean that the Patches want the final winner? Is the team going to fight within the team? You don’t want to rely on voting to get the result.”

"Who knows what those people are thinking."

Ma Cang spread his hands, and very rudely blackmailed the tribe he was reincarnated in in his previous life.

"The priests of the Pachi tribe often come up with something I don't know. There was no team battle before... Maybe it refers to the Dark Budou Association."

"Dark Martial Arts Association..."

Kartikeye pondered for a moment, recalling the content related to this word for a while.

It is held every five years, a feast for monsters, human guests, rewards for the winners.

fantasy sea.

Wind, poisonous snake.

Eligibility.

"Ah... this year's Dark Budokai hasn't started yet, has it?"

"Huh? Not yet." Ma Cang calculated for a few seconds with good intentions, "It should be around the next month or so. There has indeed been news recently that the organizers of the Budokai are selecting guests..."

Speaking of this, Ma Canghao laughed gloatingly.

"Speaking of which, regarding the candidates for the guests, the voices of the newly famous 'Spiritual Detective' and the long-established 'Ise Miko' seem to be on par. There are also rumors that the Budokai wants to have the Spiritual Detective and Ise Miko as guests Team."

The peacock let out a "huh" and said with a smile, "Son of God...that's right."

Kartikeye slapped Peacock's face, and glanced at him.

The peacock let out an exaggerated cry of "ouch" under that completely useless movement, bent over and shrunk, and laughed non-stop while clutching his stomach.

Kartikeye shook his head, and instead of discussing with Peacock, he said directly to Ma Canghao: "Have you heard any rumors, Mr. Ise? What's the attitude of Ise?"

"Ise..." Asakura curled his lips, "Tsk. Of course I objected. What Ise means is that the Dark Budokai must be held under the supervision of Shinto. Even if Miko comes forward, he will only be a supervisor, not a contestant. He is serious and reliable when talking about business, and then he told the news he got, "Besides, the 'God Son' disappeared before, and Ise was busy looking for someone, so how could I have time to argue with those rich people? The hidden witches all returned to Ise to calm down the scene, causing some people with evil intentions to return in vain. However, the spirit detectives seem to have been confirmed to participate in the competition. In addition, there is another news among the monsters, saying Not sure, but I think Jingjun might be interested."

Kartike raised an eyebrow.

"Ok?"

Asakang Hao cleared his throat, lowered his voice, and said softly: "It is said that Huan Hai, the past winner and head of Emmanuel Wave Flow, is also a guest of this conference. Many monsters go to the conference to hunt Huan Kai. However, I just heard this news, I haven't investigated it carefully, if Jingjun is interested, you'd better confirm it."

"Miss Fantasy Sea..."

Kartikeye couldn't believe it.

"Miss Huanhai once won the championship. If there is no accident, it is impossible to become a 'guest' again. What are the organizers of this Budokai thinking?"

"Compared to that, I think it's even more strange why Huankai accepted the invitation."

Ma Canghao rested his chin on both hands, and sighed a little regretfully.

"If Huanhai was dozens of years younger, I would definitely invite her to be my companion."

Kartikeye retorted bluntly: "Ms. Huanhai is the successor of the wave of spiritual light, and she takes two completely different paths from the psychic. Moreover, Miss Huanhai does not have the 'great ambition' to eliminate human beings."

Ma Cang laughed nonchalantly.

"That's all I'm saying. However, I'm somewhat surprised that Jingjun didn't come out like that directly."

Kartikeye sneered.

"The attire of the heavenly world is too conspicuous in the human world, and I don't want to ask for trouble. It's too attention-grabbing, and maybe the incident at the beach will happen again... Ah, good sir, don't you want me to just put the one without Kill all the winking psychics, and quickly end this psychic contest."

Ma Canghao felt a headache when he heard this sentence.

"Jing Jun, don't just start killing people..."

"I think, compared to what I said, Haojun's refraining from murder seems to scare other psychics even more."

Kartik Yeshun pointed to the psychic next to him.

The other party was stunned, obviously it was the unlucky guy who overheard Ma Canghao talking to him in that shop before, now that guy was shivering with his teammates hugging him, and looked like he was about to cry.

Asakura was very speechless.

"...If they recognize Jingjun as the 'God's Son of Yaoguang', they will understand me."

He was very dissatisfied when he said this.

"Are these people blind?! They didn't recognize any of them!"

Kartikeye looked back innocently.

"How do I know?"

Ma Canghao looked at this innocent face and almost wanted to call the police.

Psykers believe in the immutability of the soul more than their appearance, and have always relied on the fluctuations and spiritual characteristics of the soul to identify others.

If it hadn't been for Jing himself to admit it, he wouldn't be sure if it was Jing even face to face—"Spiritual Vision" had lost its effect on the current Jing Jun, and he couldn't rely on his heart to assist in judgment, he could only rely on thinking and intuition.

However, compared to him, there are more miserable guys.

Ma Cang couldn't help but gloated.

"...If the Saigu of Ise sees the current Jingjun, he will definitely cry! The 'God Child' he got with great difficulty, became like this accidentally."