"No, I will definitely win, absolutely."
Gojo Satoru didn't respond to this, but just silently watched his leaving figure, and said with some hesitation, "He looks like a thorny student, but why does this scene feel a little familiar?"
Yaga Masamichi, who was still sleeping at this moment, sneezed, and said grumbling, Why do I feel like someone is backstabbing me?
Forget it, there are still more than two months until the exchange event with Kyoto School, it's time to choose the participants, we must win this time!
…
At the training ground.
Yuuki was lying on the ground at this moment, feeling as if he had lost the will to live. All he could think about was: 'I can't beat him, I just can't beat him.'
Without using cursed energy to strengthen his body, not to mention getting close, it was difficult to even dodge. His eyes could keep up, but his body couldn't.
He was constantly being abused.
Damn it, he was giving up, don't say that he couldn't afford to play. Megumi Fushiguro, watch me spit fire and…
"Get up and continue!"
As soon as Maki Zenin finished speaking, Yuuki grasped the sword in his right hand and shouted, "Coming!"
Although he couldn't beat him, he still had to fight…
Nothing was more miserable than this.
Although he was shouting about giving up in his heart, the truth was that he was working harder than anyone else, and wouldn't let go of any opportunity to become stronger.
Someone said: "The people who shout about giving up are all the last meteorites that will kill others by working hard behind their backs."
Yuuki was like an unkillable cockroach. Every time he was defeated, he would get up, and then grasp the sword in his hand and launch an attack again.
Maki Zenin didn't strike hard, but just urged him to "continue" after knocking him down.
The two people and the bear who were watching on the side began to bet on how many times Yuuki would be defeated today.
Of course, the person who lost would pay for the winner's meal for a month.
Which was Yuuki's customized set meal, 50,000 yen a month.
None of the two people and the bear wanted to lose.
Toge Inumaki even took out paper and pen from his pocket and wrote it down, just in case Panda, who was responsible for translating, lied.
"Salmon!"
It was written on the paper.
I bet Yuuki will be defeated by Maki thirty-five times.
"Eh! Thirty-five times?!"
Yuta Okkotsu was surprised, after all, it was somewhat impossible to say thirty-five times.
Although Yuuki had been knocked down twelve times at this moment, he was already panting heavily!
A month's customized set meal, if they won, it would be two months, a full 100,000 yen! He had to consider it carefully.
If he lost, he would be poor for a month, and if he won, he would be rich for two months…
"Hiss…"
Panda next to him shouted, "Then I'll bet thirty times. Yuta, it's your turn, if you don't hurry, this bet will be invalid."
"Let me think about it~"
Yuta Okkotsu scratched his head, looked at Yuuki, who was panting heavily in the field, and gritted his teeth and said, "Then I'll bet twenty-five times!"
"Okay! Place your bets, no refunds!"
Panda got up and shouted to Yuuki in the field, "Yuuki-kun, don't lose face for us men. Even if you're defeated, you have to stand up again and again, I'm proud of you!"
"Huh!?"
Yuuki looked at Panda in the distance with a confused expression at this moment, and shouted in his heart speechlessly: 'Are you worried that this is not a big enough deal? If you're so good, then you come down and get beaten up.'
"Don't get distracted!"
Maki Zenin kicked Yuuki, who was distracted, to the ground.
"Ah, damn it! Panda, you wait!!"
The previous chapter was revised N times, and it was only released when it felt okay in the end.
His brain cells were all dead. He was in debt today.
He would make up for four chapters tomorrow, he would keep his word.
If he couldn't make it up, he would be an idiot.
This chapter was a vow.
He would try to update three chapters a day in the future.
Don't say that the author was short and weak, after all, it made his head hurt to even translate the manga, and it was really difficult to make up for almost a blank year.
Yuuki was defeated 27 times in the end.
And Panda and Yuta Okkotsu both became the final winners because they were close to each other, and Toge Inumaki paid for the two of them's customized set meal for a month with tears in his eyes.
The next day.
Was also the day that everyone was most looking forward to, the day of Yuuki and Megumi Fushiguro's sparring match.
Under Gojo Satoru's warm invitation, the quasi-first-grade sorcerers in the school were basically watching.
Director Yaga Masamichi was also coaxed over at this moment, saying that the sister school exchange event was about to be held with the neighboring school, and he should pick a few people from the first year to go and play.
To be honest, if he really had to pick, then Yuta Okkotsu would definitely be the first choice, after all, if the special-grade vengeful spirit Rika caused a commotion.
Hehehe… They would definitely win!
As for suppressing her, he would leave it to Gojo Satoru to clean up the mess, anyway, they were his students, so he wouldn't be troubled.
And the other students…
Yaga Masamichi glanced at the four people in the field, and Panda was directly excluded, after all, he was the one who created him, and he was no different from his own son.
Then he would just have to choose one between Megumi Fushiguro and Yuuki. Whoever won would go.
Speaking of which, Megumi Fushiguro was from the Zenin family, he just didn't know how many [Ten Shadows Technique] he could summon?
And Yuuki's strange eyes were also a mystery, as if they had appeared out of nowhere.
They had never appeared in the history of jujutsu sorcerers, or they had appeared but didn't have any fame.
But no matter what, this was a rare bloodline.
If he was strong, then it would be extraordinary. It was estimated that the three major families would fight over him.
He was really looking forward to this battle.
"Your students look good, Gojo-senpai."
Kento Nanami, who was wearing white-rimmed glasses, had short yellow hair, and was wearing a suit, said with praise.
"Right! These are all good prospects!"
Gojo Satoru was as if he was showing off, and his voice entered the ears of all the jujutsu sorcerers present.
Everyone was also curiously watching, after all, it was rare for Gojo Satoru to call someone a good prospect.
Yuuki felt a little uncomfortable from being stared at at this moment.
If he lost this time, it wouldn't just be embarrassing, he would probably not be able to hold his head up in the school in the future.
They would say: "Isn't he the one who fought with the junior and lost?"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes, it's him, it's him!"
"…"
Damn it, he really wanted to tear Gojo Satoru's big mouth apart.
Why was there someone who was not only ridiculously strong, but also ridiculously cheap?
How hurtful!
Megumi Fushiguro glanced at Gojo Satoru on the stage, and shouted, "Can we start? We've been waiting for ten minutes."
"Coming, coming!"
Gojo Satoru left the viewing platform at lightning speed, came to the field, looked at the two people who were ready, and coughed softly, saying, "If you're ready, then please nod."
"…"
Yuuki was speechless. He was holding the sword in his hand, and he was asking him if he was ready.
Did he know how to read the atmosphere?
Although he really wanted to kill Gojo Satoru, he knew that he couldn't beat him, so he nodded and said, "I'm ready."
Megumi Fushiguro responded, "Same."
"Alright then!"
Gojo Satoru put his right hand between the two of them, took a deep breath and shouted, The real victory is when you don't cripple or kill the other person.
Friendship first, competition second.
"Then…"
"Sparring… begin!"
Gojo Satoru disappeared directly after saying begin.
Yuuki and Megumi Fushiguro glanced at each other, and both elevated the victory or defeat of today to a battle of dignity.
After all, there were so many people watching, whoever lost meant that their dignity would be lost. It was all Gojo Satoru's big mouth's fault!
Megumi Fushiguro put his hands together, and the shadow on the ground formed the shape of a dog's head, and said in a low voice, "Jade Hounds."
As the sound of "sizzle" rang out, two jade hounds, one black and one white, slowly condensed from the shadow under his feet.
They were huge, and their snarling appearance was frightening.
"Surround him."
The two jade hounds, receiving the order, ran wildly towards Yuuki at this moment.
Saliva from their mouths occasionally dripped on the ground, and their sharp claws formed deep scratches on the earth.
Tch, this is a bit difficult.
Yuuki frowned, grasped the sword hilt tightly with his right hand, and after scarlet cursed energy wrapped around his whole body, it dissipated directly, and his body was strengthened.
After yesterday's beating from Maki Zenin, his understanding of the sword had become even deeper.
Now, even without opening the Sharingan for assistance, he could do whatever he wanted.
The two jade hounds seemed to smell danger, and stopped two meters away from him, surrounding him from the front and back, their pupils staring intently at the prey in front of them that couldn't escape.
"The student who's being surrounded is going to lose."
Mei Mei, who was sitting on the stage watching, exclaimed.
"No, the good show has just begun. Just watch, my student isn't that unbearable."
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