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So strong!
This was Fushiguro Megumi's first impression—completely different from the previous arrogant demeanor. He is truly strong!
He stopped the two Divine Dogs attacking from different directions in an instant, and what's with those eyes?
"Interesting, if he gets any stronger, he might be taken by one of the three major clans for breeding," Meimei sneered.
Gojo Satoru just glanced over without saying anything. Rare bloodlines naturally attract attention, and his role is to protect him until he fully matures.
Inside Natsubi Raku, his cursed energy was depleting at a rate of three per second, quickly overwhelming him. He had to deactivate the Sharingan.
Though showing off is cool, the price is steep. Fushiguro Megumi's two Divine Dogs had been dealt with, but whether he had more shikigami was uncertain. Now was the best time to attack!
Fushiguro Megumi, seeing Natsubi Raku charging at him, adopted a serious expression. Blue cursed energy enveloped his body, then dissipated, reinforcing him. He clasped his hands together to form a bird shape and shouted:
"Nué."
The shadow under his feet roiled like boiling water, a massive curse spreading in all directions. With a sharp screech, a gigantic owl appeared, its sharp talons declaring its danger.
"Stop him!"
The owl, receiving the command, flapped its huge wings, stirring up a strong wind that swept the ground's dust. It also instilled a bit of fear in the charging Natsubi Raku.
Fighting is one thing, but deploying an air force is a bit unfair…
Without air superiority, Natsubi Raku was at a loss, not knowing how to proceed.
So Gojo Satoru's 70-30 split accounted for him being unable to handle flying shikigami.
The owl soared into the sky, circled a few times, and then dove at Natsubi Raku like a bomber.
Knowing he couldn't win, Natsubi Raku didn't choose to confront the owl directly. While dodging, he glanced at Fushiguro Megumi, who seemed ready to summon another Divine Dog.
No way!
If Fushiguro summoned the Divine Dogs again, it would be a 3-on-1 scenario, guaranteeing death!
Natsubi Raku, sensing the critical moment, decided to stop holding back. He rapidly formed hand seals, the Sharingan reappearing in his eyes.
Gojo Satoru, watching Natsubi Raku forming hand seals, smiled with satisfaction. This kid indeed had more up his sleeve!
"What is Raku doing?" Panda asked, confused.
"Bonito flakes," Inumaki Toge replied, shaking his head.
"Is Raku performing ninjutsu?" Okkotsu Yuta speculated. "After all, he did emphasize knowing ninjutsu."
"Don't be ridiculous, there's no such thing as ninjutsu. Raku obviously knows techniques but keeps them hidden, always acting weak. Just wait until the match is over; I'll deal with him!" Zenin Maki said fiercely.
Natsubi Raku quickly formed hand seals. With the aid of the Sharingan, he managed to form seven seals in two seconds, draining his cursed energy by 300 points.
"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!!"
After taking a deep breath, a scorching flame ignited in his chest, which he then expelled from his mouth.
A fierce flame erupted, rapidly expanding in all directions.
The scorching fire wave surged towards Fushiguro Megumi, who had just summoned another Divine Dog.
The owl, sensing danger, retreated to the sky, its eyes reflecting the fierce fire wave and the source—a young boy.
Fushiguro Megumi, seeing the approaching flames, thought, I'm going to die!
The scorching heatwave seemed to devour everything in its path, burning everything to ash. Just as the fire was about to engulf him, the white dog jumped in front of him, seemingly ready to die for its master.
"Awoo~!"
The howl snapped Fushiguro Megumi out of his daze. That's right, dignity only matters if you're alive!
He gritted his teeth and shouted, "I surrender!"
Whoosh—
The fierce flames instantly dissipated, and Natsubi Raku, standing at the source, exhaled a breath, the last bit of fire extinguishing.
The battle was ultimately won using the fire release granted by the system. Zenin Maki's swordsmanship wasn't useless, but there was no room to showcase it this time.
After all, I know my own limitations; I can't win in hand-to-hand combat.
The system reward was also granted at this moment.
Mission accomplished. Reward: 10 points, 50 permanent cursed energy increase.
Reward granted.
Ten points... I should use them all on a lucky day!
I'm really lucky. How can someone as handsome as me miss nine times in a row?
Alright, after the fight, I need to win people over. Fushiguro Megumi lost due to a lack of information. If he had been more wary, the outcome could have been different.
After all, ninjutsu can't be used when engaged in close combat; two seconds to form hand seals is too long.
Fushiguro Megumi, retracting his shikigami, sat down on the ground, saying, "Go ahead and mock me. A loss is a loss; I accept it."
"Don't think so poorly of me." Natsubi Raku extended his right hand, speaking kindly, "It was a good match. I look forward to fighting you again."
"…"
Fushiguro Megumi looked at Natsubi Raku's outstretched hand and said, "We were just fighting to the death for our dignity. Aren't you afraid I might stab you?"
"What am I doing now? Offering a handshake to make peace. If stabbing me makes you feel better, go ahead."
Though Natsubi Raku said this, he thought internally, If you dare stab me, your life is over!
"Hmph!"
Fushiguro Megumi snorted, reached out his right hand, and said, "I look forward to our next fight. I've found your weakness; don't deny it when you lose."
"Of course!"
The two shook hands, and the spectators were left speechless.
After all, the range of that attack was enormous. The overwhelming heatwave had dissipated, but the air still carried a hint of warmth.
Yaga Masamichi glanced at Gojo Satoru, intending to say something, but saw his innocent expression. Clearly, he was also just learning about this.
No distinguished family, no cursed energy lineage—where did his eyes and techniques come from?
Did he create them out of thin air?
No, I need to investigate further. This can't be leaked, especially to the three major clans. They might conduct inhumane experiments if they find out about his powerful bloodline.
Damn, such a promising talent was discovered by Gojo Satoru by chance during a late-night snack. With proper training, his future is limitless!
As for the exchange event with the neighboring school…
Hehehe!
Prepare for a crushing defeat!