"We'll win anyway."

Megumi Fuguro and Rose Natsuzaki looked at the Kyoto school students sitting not far away and said calmly.

"Although it is nonsense, there is some truth to it."

Kamo Kenki stood by the wall and agreed with Todo Aoi's words.

"no problem."

"Shoe fish."

The panda and the dog curly thorn nodded in unison.

"Will the individual battle group be decided by lottery this time?"

"Till?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment at the question raised by Chanyuan Maki, and then spoke naturally.

"There is no individual battle this year."

For a time, there seemed to be question marks over the heads of everyone present.

Not only the students of Kyoto school were wondering what Gojo Satoru was doing, but even the students of Cambodian school subconsciously confirmed the rules that Panda had mentioned before the exchange meeting.

"—The principals of the two schools each proposed a confrontation method, and each spent one day for a total of two days. But this is all good to say, the first day is a team battle, the second day is an individual battle, and it's like this every year."

ehee"

Seeing the question marks on everyone's faces, Wujo Satoru scratched his head, looked embarrassed, and said it as a matter of course.

"I hate convention. Every year I put the game in this box and open it that day."

Saying that, he threw the box he took out from behind to Yuren of the knotweed beside him, motioning him to take things out of it.

".々...?"

After fumbling for a long time, the teenager took out the last note with some doubts, and when he saw the content on it, the doubts on his face became more and more intense.

"Ok?"

"baseball!?"

"So you are here? It's hard!"

Huzhang Yuren was frightened by the two voices suddenly coming from behind, and looked back quickly, only to see Leyan Temple Kashin and Ye Mo Zhengdao crossing his shoulders and looking at the note that wrote the game style.

"What's the matter, Nocturne?"

Naturally, the principal of the Kyoto school (Qian Haohao) could not accept this sudden change, and immediately looked aside and asked.

"No, I did write a personal battle..."

Ye Mo Zhengdao was also a little confused for a while, his brain was running for a moment, and a natural name jumped out of his mind.

"Wait! Stop for me!! Enlightenment!!!"

"Slip away."

Before the headmaster could chase him out, Gojo Satoru, who quietly came out of the hall early, stretched out under the sunlight, and ran away with a chuckle.

The first thousand five hundred and ninety-nine chapters of Leyan Temple Jiashen's plan

"So...what's it like to play baseball out of nowhere?"

Xia Heng couldn't help his face twitching as he watched the students from Kyoto and Cambodia put on their clothes and took their seats in the baseball field and rest area.

"Is this the screenwriter suddenly changed to Ma Zhihuai?"

"It's all Wu's hands and feet."

The night moth sitting on the side sighed righteously.

"Although according to the previous rules, it is a personal battle, but it is done, so they can only play baseball."

"It's Principal Ye Mo, you are too obedient to him. Well, those of us who are idle should talk about other things."

Xia Heng shook his head and looked at Jiashen of Leyan Temple, who was sitting in the shadows.

"Although I don't quite understand why you old men have such a big opinion on Yuren of knotweed, but you should be glad that these 833 times failed."

"Even if you threaten me, it won't help."

Leyan Temple Jiashen looked at the swarms of ants on the ground and said in a low voice.

"It's not a threat, it's just telling the truth." Xia Heng shrugged: "Don't say anything else, if Huzhang Youren finally plans to kill the fish and break the net, and release the two-sided nuo to make a scene, I don't need to say how much the loss will be. Bar."

"Huzhang Yuren is not that kind of person, shouldn't you know better than me?"

Leyan Temple Jiashen said coldly.

"So, do you still hate knotweed?"

Looking at the figure on the bddh field, Ye Mo Zhengdao said something inexplicably.

"It's not a matter of liking or hating. According to the spell, the knotweed can't exist in the world, and he's still alive is the five rules of wanton behavior. Don't break the rules of the group for an individual, not to mention that his life may lead to the death of more people."

He didn't change his meaning because of persuasion, Leyan Temple Kashin still looked at the ants with a low voice.

"I am in a high position, enjoying power, and also fulfilling the obligations brought about by power. As a defender of the rules, if I am generous because of the tiger stick method, it means that the rules are broken, and the magic world will fall into chaos.

"Not to mention how many Su Nuo's fingers can be swallowed by the knotweed is unknown. If one day he can't suppress it, then it will be the day of the resurrection of the two-sided Su Nuo. Compared with facing such a risk, it is better to sentence the knotted knot to death."

"Sacrificing a few to avoid the risk of letting the many die...you're a kind of justice."

Xia Heng continued speaking after spitting out a slot that no one could understand.

"There may not be one person who can become a container for hundreds of years, so it is not practical to ask you to do multiple-choice questions one after another. However, over the years, you have indulged Wutiao Wu once or twice, right?"

"He has enough power and will not betray human beings. It cannot be generalized with unstable factors such as knotweed."

Leyan Temple Kashin shook his head.

"But the knotweed will not betray human beings, why don't you trust him more?"

Ye Mo Zhengdao supported his knees, and the sunglasses covered his eyes.

"Whether it's us or the immature them, it's impossible to have no regrets in life. I don't know if the decision I made about the knotweed is correct, but why not watch it now? Even if we want to regret it, we'll wait until later."

On the baseball field, Yujin Kozho, who hit a home run with all his might, scored the final three points that decided the outcome.

"Why don't you give them more time?"

Just when Jiashen Leyan Temple was persuaded for a few minutes, a pair of sneakers stepped on ants in front of him, accompanied by a demented laughter.

"Talk about hey, hey hey hey-".

Chapter [*]: Insidious and cunning curse spirit

"Spodoptera, you take care of five first."

Looking at the unscathed ants, Leyan Temple Kashen said with a twitching face.

As long as this unruly guy is there, there will be no day of peace for the high school of magic. I have collected Su Nuo's fingers and fed them to Huzhang Yuren, if not for his strong adaptability. Su Nuo appeared at that time. What a disaster.

Rather than hating Knotta Yuren, Leyan Temple Kashin hates Gojo Satoru, who disregards the rules and acts on his own to forcibly protect Knotta Yuren.

Under the setting sun, the earth at dusk seemed to be shrouded in blood.During this time period known as the time of the devil, there seemed to be monsters wandering in the empty abandoned house.

"Click, click-"

"Speak up."

Crouching on the dusty floor, the spell spirit with stitches on his face fiddled with the three jars on the ground, ~ asked without looking back.

"Why didn't the conjurer destroy this spell-?"

"Because it can't be destroyed." Xia Youjie, who was leaning against the wall, squinted slightly and explained, "Zhenzhen, you are a super-class spell spirit born in recent years. Although you are powerful and potential, you are still young, so you don't understand. When you reach the super-class level, you can guarantee your own existence by stopping the bondage of life and not harming others."

"Is that so..."

The curse spirit named Zhenren nodded, and then he was a little puzzled.

"But aren't Su Nuo's fingers harmful?"

"That's special. It became a curse and was divided into twenty parts. After a long time, it was still able to attract cursed monsters. That's why I chose the container."

"Then here is everything?"

Hearing this, the real person laughed.

He raised his head with a playful smile, and his vision gradually moved up.Under the excellent vision of the magic spirit, the men who were bound in the shadows were struggling silently, their bodies exposed.

They couldn't break free from the sturdy ropes, and they couldn't spit out the stuffing that blocked their mouths.

The real person got up and stepped forward, lowered his body, and gently took the stuffing out of one of the mouths.

"...Money, do you want money!?"

Although he didn't understand why the stuffing fell inexplicably, the man still shouted loudly, begging for mercy.

"Although I don't have much money, I can take personal loans one by one!"

?? A request for flowers...

,'Snapped. "

Before he finished speaking, the real man's palm squeezed his cheek, forcing him to open his mouth, while the other hand held the thing taken out from the jar.

The nine-phase chart of the cursed fetus - No. [*].

"Well, don't meet each other!"

"Is there any problem? You can't see me in this situation, I really don't have talent." The real person said in a soft tone, while shoving the cursed embryo into the other's mouth.

"Come on, open your mouth, ah-"

The action of stuffing the twisted curse womb into the opponent's mouth is extremely gentle, even under the red light of the dusk, it is as gentle as feeding a lover.

But the screams from the man's throat and the blood flowing from the seven orifices, as well as the distortion of the human body from the inside out, violently broke this beautiful love.

"Okay, there are two more to come, don't worry.

Glancing at the remaining two cursed tires, the real person smiled and looked at the other two people in the shadows who flinched towards the corner in panic.

"Relax, everyone has a share."

Beneath that smile lies the malice from the heart towards mankind.

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