Jujutsu Kaisen: I Am The Strongest Spellcaster

Poof~

I'm most afraid of the sudden silence in the air.

Everyone who was just worried about something happening during the fight between the two now looked as confused as Gojo Satoru.

Damn it! What's going on!

Before Gojo Satoru could react.

Wenren Moyan continued to smile evilly and said: "Just fart a lot."

Puff puff puff~~~

A crisp fart sound came from behind Gojo Satoru.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"No, no, I'm going to die laughing!"

Looking at the embarrassed Gojo Satoru, Utahime was the first to burst into laughter, slapping the ground crazily and bursting into tears.

Several other people couldn't help laughing under the influence of Utahime.

Even Xia Youjie.

"I'm sorry, Satoru, it's not my fault."

"Because this is so funny! Hahahaha!"

Yaga Masamichi couldn't help laughing, and complained: "Why didn't I know that spells have such a use? It's so obvious to the world. It's so obvious to the world."

Gojo Satoru couldn't believe it, he was using unlimited techniques to protect himself.

How could he be affected by his spell.

"Social Death: It means making a fool of yourself in public. You are so embarrassed that you have no face to see others and just want to find a crack in the ground to crawl through. It is called "social death""

"So, Gojo Satoru-san, do you now know what social death means?"

Wenren Moyan explained the meaning of social death to everyone.

Gojo Satoru smiled coldly, showing no fear.

"It's just a fart, do you think you can kill me?"

Hearing this, Wenren Moyan laughed sinisterly again.

"I think you don't understand at all, you can bring stuffing."

"Ah~ I suddenly remembered that I had some dry clothes at home that I forgot to put away. I'll take my leave now, classmate Wenren."

Gojo Satoru touched his head, smiled, and then disappeared directly into the martial arts field.

Its speed is probably even faster than Wen Ren Mo Yan who has activated the Martial God's Presence.

Sure enough, when people face life and death, they will explode with unparalleled potential.

Wen Ren Mo Yan looked at Gojo Satoru's fleeing back and stretched.

"I didn't expect this thing to be so easy to use. Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's indeed a heaven-defying understanding. It's really defying the heavens."

If this Jujutsu is given to Chinese aunts and those curse masters.

I can't even imagine that scene.

It seems that I will have to study more in the future.

Wouldn't it be like this in the future?

【Shit! Fart! 】

Then a lot of indescribable words.

In that scene, not to mention Gojo Satoru, Sukuna also had to kneel.

In terms of the power and practicality of the spell, the Unlimited Spell is indeed the most powerful spell currently used by Wenren Moyan.

No solution, against the will of heaven!

After the battle, Wen Ren Mo Yan came to the sidelines.

Utahime and Mei Mei were recognized at a glance.

At this time, Utahime's face did not yet have the hideous scar across his face.

Her face was smooth and smooth, and she looked like a young and beautiful lady.

"Just be Utahime-senpai."

Wenren Moyan moved forward with excitement on his face and tightly grasped Utahime's slender, jade-like hands.

It was the first time that a boy had such close contact, which made Utahime, who had never been in love, instantly blush with embarrassment.

And that boy was so handsome. The most important thing is that he not only beat up Gojo Satoru, but also made Gojo Satoru embarrassed.

This feels so good!

Utahime nodded and nodded shyly.

"I've long heard that Utahime-senpai's dancing is so beautiful that you are like a fairy descending from heaven."

"Please let me appreciate your dancing!"

"By the way, there should be a dance studio in the school. How about we go there?"

Wenren Moyan said with a smile, looking at Utahime expectantly.

Utahime was already blushing to the roots of his ears. After hearing Wenren Moyan's strong request, he unexpectedly agreed to it.

Seeing Utahime nodding in agreement, Wenren Moyan thought to himself.

"I didn't expect to agree to this. I wonder what kind of surprise her technique can bring to me?"

Wenren Moyan grabbed Utahime's hand and prepared to go to the teaching building.

After all, I am impatient.

Isn’t this what you came to Jujutsu High School for?

This ambiguous scene directly caused several people onlookers to cheer "Oh".

"Sure enough, being young is good." Yaga Masamichi said with emotion. When he was young, he also had such a green and sweet emotional experience.

Thinking about it now, there are still so many things that are memorable.

Being disturbed by several people, Utahime's face turned redder and his head bowed deeper.

"I don't know why, but his hands are so warm and comfortable."

"Could this be the taste of love?"

Utahime was led away by Wen Ren Mo Yan without any resistance.

Utahime thought Wenren Moyan was coveting her beauty, but that was not the case.

What Wen Ren Mo Yan wants is her Jujutsu.

The two soon arrived at the room where Utahime usually practiced dancing.

Here Wenren Moyan not only watched Utahime’s dance at close range.

I also experienced some of Utahime’s techniques.

In the end, Wen Ren Mo Yan got his wish and obtained a brand new technique.

It's just that this technique didn't surprise Wen Ren Mo Yan.

This does not mean that the technique learned by Wenren Moyan is not strong, but that among all his techniques, this technique seems to be very average.

After comprehending Utahime's technique, Wenren Mo said a burst of thanks.

Then he said that he would treat Utahime to dinner when he had time and repay the favor.

Then he left the room, instantly forgetting the matter. A few days later.

In the leisure room, Wenren Mo Yan and Xia Youjie played mahjong in the room.

"bump!"

"Gojo."

"Hu, all in one color."

"You lost again, Satoru."

At the card table, Xia Youjie squinted his eyes and looked at the furious Gojo Satoru with a smile.

"Including this time, Gojo, you have lost to Shōko eight times, me ten times, Xia Youjie twenty times, and One Cannon Three Rings three times."

Wenren Moyan took the computer, bit his lip and started calculating the accounts.

"At the end of the day you owe us, lots and lots of money."

Wen Ren Mo Yan looked at the numbers on the computer.

Yes, I also forgot how much money Gojo Satoru lost to us.

Xia Youjie, a little master of accounting, keeps in mind every time Gojo Satoru loses.

"A total of one hundred and ninety-seven thousand eight hundred."

"Yes, yes, a total of 200,000, and the 2,800 is zero for you."

"We are all good brothers."

Wen Ren Mo Yan patted Gojo Satoru's broad and white chest, making a crisp muffled sound.

Emma, ​​this skin is smoother than that of girls.

Gojo Satoru had a bitter look on his face and had no choice but to take out his pocket money for today from his wallet.

As the young head of the Gojo family, money?

Any piece of clothing that I own can cost more than 100,000 yuan. (Note: Neon Coin)

Money is just a bunch of numbers.

Just the Gojo family's properties in Neon are enough for Gojo Satoru to spend money like water every day.

Money is a trivial matter, the most important thing is that Gojo Satoru loses more and wins less.

Are you playing cards after all? You cannot use Six Eyes.

Otherwise it would be too much fun.

"Come again, come again, this time I will kill you to pieces!"

Gojo Satoru was unconvinced and prepared to play a few more games. Losing money was a small matter, but losing face was a big deal.

Just when a few people finished playing mahjong and were ready to start again.

An uninvited guest opened the door and broke in.