A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

However, his words made Juansuo even more confused.

"This is Iwate." Kinsuo couldn't help but remind him. His voice echoed in the night sky and seemed particularly clear.

Takaha Shiyan was stunned for a moment, then showed an awkward smile: "Ah? Did I go to the wrong place? I'm so sorry..."

However, Juan Suo did not relax his vigilance. He took a deep look at Takaha Fumihiko and began to think about this man's purpose of coming here.

Did he challenge himself alone? However, he neither had the crow with him nor was he under surveillance.

Moreover, judging from the changes in the total amount of spell power, it seems that he came here with the help of his brother Mingming's spell. Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Juansuo's eyes.

He raised his hand, summoned the curse spirit, and attacked Takaha Fumihiko without hesitation.

"boom--"

The violent collision sounded through the night sky, and the smoke and dust instantly drowned Takaha Fumihiko.

From Junsuo's point of view, this blow should be enough to kill the man in front of him.

He has no interest in awakened players. In the final analysis, he just uses them to make up the numbers.

Except for Hiromi Hikaru, he didn't feel that anyone had any special potential abilities.

However, the sound that came the next moment made Juan Suo slightly startled.

"Wow! You...you stinky monk, are you planning to kill someone?!" Takaha Fumihiko was seen climbing out of the hole created by the explosion as if nothing had happened, seemingly uninjured at all.

His face was dusty, but his eyes shone with anger.

"Unforgivable!! I must send you to prison——!! Just wait for me!!"

Takaha Fumihiko roared and rushed towards Kusuo, his figure becoming taller and taller in the moonlight.

"What just happened...what happened?"

Kusuo stared at Gao Yushiyan coldly, his heart filled with unprecedented doubts and murderous intent. He had clearly launched an attack, but the power seemed to be swallowed up by something silently, without causing any substantial damage.

"It's not that the attack was ineffective against him... it's that... the attack was neutralized by him in some way!"

Takaha Fumihiko looked at Kusuo's frown, with a proud smile on his face, as if everything was as he expected.

"There are many things in this world that make people excited, right?" He paused deliberately and glanced at Juansuo, as if appreciating the other person's reaction, "And the most exciting thing among them is naturally Is it when the comedian who was originally assigned to make up the numbers unexpectedly made the whole audience burst into laughter?”

After hearing this, Juan Suo was silent for a moment and responded with a gloomy look: "You are right."

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his inner emotions. He admitted that he did underestimate the guy named Takaba Fumihiko in front of him. This guy's strength is unfathomable and he is definitely more than just a comedian.

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Time went forward a little, the night became darker, and a bright moon hung high in the sky.

In a corner far away from the battlefield, the angel in Kurusu's body is making a crucial suggestion to everyone.

"We should take the opportunity to attack Jusuo before Gojo Satoru and Su Nuo decide the winner." Although the angel's voice was calm, it revealed an unquestionable determination, "Even if we can defeat Su Nuo, if we are defeated by Ju Nuo If we succeed and allow Japanese humans to assimilate with Tian Yuanchao, everything we do will be meaningless. "

Everyone fell into deep thought after hearing this.

Shojinji broke the silence first. He frowned and said: "But according to the general rules of the silk rope addition, only by annihilating all the players can the death and death return journey be ended. This is the condition for achieving assimilation, right? If we go to raid him now, won't we? Didn’t it disrupt the original plan?”

"In that case, there is no need to worry, right?" Yigu Youtai on the side continued, his eyes were firm and profound, "Senior Sheng and I are also one of the players who returned to death. As long as we are still alive, at least we can fight Su Nuo During the battle, the purpose of Silk Suo cannot be achieved, so we can look for opportunities to raid Silk Suo while ensuring our own safety."

As Yutai Otoko finished speaking, everyone fell into silence again.

"It would be a bit unwise to pour cold water on this and say that even if we can beat Su Nuo, it will be in vain if all the players here are wiped out..." Kusakabe stood aside, folding his hands on his chest and looking around. In a circle.

It was dark, the stars were dim, and only the conference room was brightly lit. Everyone's faces were filled with nervousness and seriousness.

After listening to the comments from the audience, he couldn't help but complain silently in his heart.

Although they were also players in the third round, they did not participate in this upcoming battle.

For them, discussing such negative topics does not seem to make much sense.

In the conference room, the atmosphere became increasingly solemn.

Everyone's breathing could be heard clearly, as if even the air had solidified.

"But what if Gojo Satoru loses and Kinsuo's side takes the lead and launches a surprise attack?" Angel's voice sounded particularly clear in the silence, with a hint of worry.

Kusakabe frowned slightly, and he understood that the angel's worries were not without purpose. After all, if Gojo Satoru really loses, then the situation on their side will become more passive.

"...Indeed, Su Nuo alone is already too much for us, so let's spare us." Hearing this, Sheng Jinci sighed, with a deep helplessness in his tone.

The angel paused and continued, "Even if he didn't come to raid, even if we narrowly defeated Sukuna after Gojo Satoru was defeated, Kinso would still be able to reap the benefits."

Hearing this, Kusakabe couldn't help but interrupt and said, "If it's a single-person raid, I feel that Zenin should have a certain chance of winning. But it's a bit absurd to divide the combat power before the battle of Sukuna, right? Besides, the selection of assassins can't be random. Even if it's level one, I'm afraid we can do it within our capabilities..."

"You mean it's beyond our capabilities?" Mingming on the side corrected silently after hearing this, her eyes wandering around Kusakabe, as if she could see through his thoughts.

Kusakabe curled his lips slightly and smiled awkwardly, "You are really thoughtful! You found this out."

Everyone was silent for a while, as if thinking about how to deal with this difficult problem.

As the night deepened, the wind outside the window became stronger, blowing the leaves rustling. The lights in the conference room flickered, and the shadows of everyone cast mottled patterns on the wall.

"I have a history of deserting the battlefield, so I have to be excluded." At this moment, Mingming suddenly raised her hand and spoke. Although her voice was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone.

Kusakabe was stunned for a moment. He did not expect Mingming to exclude him so directly. But think about it, after all, she had such an experience before, and it is indeed not appropriate to let her perform such a dangerous mission now.

"I recommend Gao Yu Fu Yan." At this time, the voice of the angel sounded again. She seemed to have already thought of the candidate and recommended it without hesitation.

"Are you talking about that inexplicable player?" Hearing this, Kyo Kinji frowned slightly, and a few drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He really couldn't see what was special about Gao Yu Fu Yan, let alone being able to deal with opponents of the level of Kinso alone.

Kusakabe also complained speechlessly: "For now, the impression he gives me is only that of Guo Ben."

As he said, he shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of this absurd picture from his mind.

The angel spoke slowly, her voice low and powerful: "If it is made public here, it may weaken the effect of his technique."

Her words revealed an unquestionable majesty.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel a little confused. They looked at each other and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes. What on earth needs to be so mysterious?

The angel looked around, her eyes swept across everyone's face, and finally stopped on Kyo Kinji. She took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice: "His technique is..."

As the angel's words fell, the whole castle seemed to fall into silence.

Everyone held their breath, afraid of missing any details. There was a tense atmosphere in the air.

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Time goes back to the present.

The night is as dark as ink, and the only faint lights sway in the darkness, as if they will go out at any time. There is an indescribable sense of tension in the air around, as if something big is about to happen.

"All!!" The voice of Juansuo echoed in the empty night sky, with a hint of despair and unwillingness. He looked at Gao Yu Shiyan in front of him, frowning, with deep doubts and anger in his eyes.

All his attacks were ineffective against this man.

Gao Yu Shiyan stood there, allowing Juansuo's Shikigami to attack him, as if those attacks were just a trivial itch for him. He continued his performance while muttering irrelevant words, completely ignoring the existence of Juansuo.

"This is a cartoon world, it's okay! Ah, it hurts!!" Although Gao Yu Shiyan shouted in pain, there was no trace of injury on his body.

Juansuo looked at this scene, and a chill surged in his heart. His technique was actually ineffective against this man.

"All my techniques are ineffective!!" There was a hint of fear in Juansuo's voice.

He looked at Gao Yu Shiyan, trying to find a flaw in him. However, all he saw was the man's unfathomable eyes and the disdainful smile.

However, Kinu did not give up. He saw some of Takaha Fumihiko's spells, and his heart was moved.

He tried to test: "There is no such line in the original Yu-Gi-Oh."

Takaha Fumihiko laughed disdainfully. He glanced at Kinu and continued to perform his own show: "Haha... long-haired monk. You can't beat me."

Listening to Takaha Fumihiko's words, Kinu couldn't help but feel angry. However, he did not lose his mind because of this. On the contrary, he analyzed the situation more calmly.

"I'm afraid this guy's spell is to create phenomena!!" Kinu already had the answer in his heart. He looked at Takaha Fumihiko, and his eyes revealed a hint of firmness and determination. He must find a way to crack this man's spell, otherwise he will have no chance of winning.

"He can materialize what he thinks in his heart and force it to become a reality! ! If it doesn't work... I have practiced for thousands of years and have mastered the spell skills, but I will be useless against him! I didn't expect that there would be such a player." Kinu's heart was full of helplessness and emotion.

He looked at Takahashi Fumihiko in front of him and asked again: "Who are you...?"

"I'm Takahashi Fumihiko from Guoguo Office." Takahashi Fumihiko introduced himself with a smile. His smile revealed a hint of pride and pride: "I'm not bragging, I made it to the first round of p-1 last year."

"P-1? Is it the comedy show that is poorly recorded?" Kinu asked with some confusion. He didn't know much about this so-called P-1 program, and didn't know why Takaha Fumihiko mentioned it so proudly.

However, his words seemed to touch Takaha Fumihiko's reverse scale. Takaha Fumihiko's face suddenly became gloomy. He stared at Kinu and said angrily: "You are the enemy of all stand-up comedians in Japan...!!"

"Just kidding." Kinu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and continued jokingly, "You are obviously waiting for me to complain, 'Wasn't it eliminated in the first round!?' It's very disgusting. If you are waiting to complain, 'Even amateurs can pass the first round', it will also be very disgusting."

He seemed to have seen through Takaha Fumihiko's mind.

The air around him seemed to freeze for a moment, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across Takaha Fumihiko's face. He couldn't help but complain: "You are a monk who doesn't abide by the rules...!!"

There was a trace of helplessness and anger in his words.

Juansuo didn't take it seriously. He smiled and continued, "So it's from Guoguo Agency. I thought it was from Pony."

There was a kind of sarcasm and ridicule in his tone, as if he didn't think much of Gao Yu Shiyan's agency.

Gao Yu Shiyan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. He calmed down and said with renewed spirit: "Many people have said so. Because there are artists I admire in the agency. I grew up watching Xiaoquan."

There was a kind of firmness and pride in his voice.

Juansuo was slightly stunned. Unexpectedly, he was able to continue the conversation: "It's not the Kingdom of Vocabulary? But it's right considering your age."

There was a kind and easy-going in his words, as if he was very interested in Gao Yu Shiyan's topic.

Gao Yu Shiyan looked at Juansuo with some doubts, thinking to himself: "Huh... Why do I feel that this person may be more talkative than expected?"

He couldn't help asking: "I say, why do you do this kind of thing?"

"This kind of thing?" Juansuo didn't know what he was referring to, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Let people kill each other, and even want to merge them into one! Create monsters." Gao Yu Fumihiko explained, with anger and confusion in his voice.