Chapter 41

The final victory belongs to Gojo Satoru. The three contestants from Kyoto completely lost their fighting power and lay motionless on the ground until the medical team came on the field and carried them away on a stretcher.

"In the first round of individual competition, Tokyo wins!"

During the halftime break, the staff quickly went on the field to clean up the battlefield and prepare for the next game.

Gojo Satoru walked down from the field with a swagger, and his eyes swept over Yaga Masamichi and Principal Leyan Temple in the first row of the audience, revealing an arrogant and brilliant smile. Yaga

Masamichi couldn't help but hold his forehead, this guy is so arrogant!

Principal Leyan Temple glanced at the other Kyoto students who were preparing.

Kazehaya Rin: "Why doesn't he come over?"

Xiayou Jie was also confused.

Could it be that he had internal injuries? When he was about to get up to see, a LINE reminder suddenly popped up on his phone. When he clicked it, it was a picture sent by Gojo Satoru.

Xiayou Jie was speechless for three seconds, and his eyes swept over his friend who was playing with sunglasses on his fingertips, and handed the phone to Kazehaya Rin to see.

The athletic male protagonist holds the pocky that the female protagonist feeds him, and the dialog box is captioned with [The privilege of the winner~]

"Can I not go?" Feng Hayarin looked at the motionless evil cat over there with dead eyes, and said unhappily: "It's so embarrassing."

Xia Yujie was silent for a moment, and said sympathetically: "Then he may stand for a day, mainly because we can't afford to embarrass this person."

Gojo Satoru has no bottom line, but they are not without bottom line.

Feng Hayarin could only take the towel and mineral water prepared by Xia Yujie, and walked into the field reluctantly.

Gojo Satoru grinned and put his face close: "Go-chan, you want to wipe your sweat~"

"What sweat do you want to wipe? Are you sweating?" Feng Hayarin stared at his spotless beautiful face.

"I want to wipe it." Gojo Satoru said coquettishly.

Feng Hayarin forced a smile and picked up the towel to cover his white hair head.

Gojo Satoru popped out of his head with messy hair, and his blue eyes were flowing with stardust in the backlight.

"Oh, and give me some water~" He grabbed the girl's wrist and continued to act coquettishly.

...

Having successfully achieved the feat of showing affection in Kyoto, Gojo Satoru also drank the mineral water "fed" by Rin himself. He didn't care even if half a bottle of water was poured on him.

Anyway, the school uniform was waterproof, and he followed back to the rest seat with a happy face.

A good start.

"Good job, Satoru." Xia Yujie smiled and stretched out his hand.

Gojo Satoru's palm hit his friend's, and after the high-five, he said as a matter of course: "I am the strongest."

Because Gojo Satoru's destructive power was too great, the time for repairing the venue needed to be extended, and the second game was naturally delayed.

Rin Kazehaya's opponents were Zenin Naoya and another Kyoto sorcerer, and both of them looked bad.

Xia Yujie noticed the other party's undisguised malicious eyes, and warned with some concern: "Rin, be careful."

Although the halftime break was not over yet, Zenin Naoya had already appeared on the court with his little follower.

Hearing Jie's words, Feng Haya Rin raised her head and glanced at the field lightly, then lowered her head and played the game again under the other party's disdainful eyes.

Xiayou Jie: "Or we should switch."

"No." Feng Haya Rin refused without raising her head.

After all, she is also a quasi-level magician. As far as she knows, that guy is only a level 2.

Gojo Satoru suddenly hooked Xiayou's neck from behind, his sunglasses slid to the tip of his nose, and his six eyes flashed with dangerous blue light: "How cunning Jie! I want to beat that guy too!"

That attitude is really annoying.

Xiayou Jie smiled and said, "Didn't Rin agree?"

He really didn't like that guy. He said so many excessive words to his peers, and he really didn't like it if he didn't teach him a lesson.

"That guy, just beat him casually." Gojo Satoru skillfully reached into the girl's pocket to take out candy.

First peeled one and fed it to Feng Haya Rin who was brushing the game record with her head down, then ate one himself, and threw one to Xiayou Jie.

With the expedited processing, the venue was finally almost cleaned up.

The flying sand and rocks were cleared away, and the holes that were blown up were filled one by one.

Zenin Naoya and another student wearing glasses had been standing in the middle of the field for a while, and they kept looking at people with their noses up in a very imposing manner.

Gojo Satoru snorted and curled his fingers.

As expected, he still wanted to hit that guy.

Geto Suguru nodded in agreement, but it was a pity that Rin didn't want to change his opponent.

When she heard the referee say that the second game was about to start, Rin Kazehaya stopped what she was doing.

"Ten seconds almost." Her eyes sparkled, and she raised the game console to show the boy her game ID that ranked first, and said proudly: "Satoru, you are second~"

"So cute~" Gojo Satoru felt as if something had hit his heart, and he rushed over to hug her tightly, rubbing his head against her head.

The sparkling eyes were very cute, and the proud look was also very cute.

"I want to play." Feng Hayarin didn't know what was wrong with him, and spoke with difficulty in his overly tight embrace: "Satoru, the referee is calling for help."

Gojo Satoru didn't want to let go at all, and muttered: "It's the same if Jie goes."

Feng Hayarin elbowed him in the ribs with his backhand, glared at him and said: "I'm going to get angry."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru rubbed her for the last time.

His high nose rubbed the girl's forehead and messed up her hair. He let go before the girl got impatient: "Go-chan, cheer for you~" "

Come on, remember to hold your breath, Nozomi is still waiting to vent." Xiayou Jie had a gentle smile on his face, and all his words were malicious.

Zenin Naoya looked at the girl flirting with Gojo Satoru, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind.

Instead of using violence on this woman, he would rather show his strength on the court and then use hypocritical words to attract her attention.

As long as he exerted his charm a little, this woman would definitely be fascinated by him and take the initiative to throw herself into his arms.

To him, snatching Gojo Satoru's woman is more satisfying than defeating her.

When this woman takes the bait, he will dump her, so that she will deeply realize the price of offending Zenin.

As for whether he can beat Rin, he has never considered this question. If she is not good-looking, he would not even notice her existence. A child

born from a weak mother is destined not to have strong power.

The woman who approaches Gojo Satoru by selling her beauty, isn't her purpose to marry into the three great families? She

is scheming and greedy.

He can just lie to her and say that she is his principal wife. Isn't this better than following Gojo Satoru without a name or status?

The second individual match between Kyoto School and Tokyo School begins.

"Hey, woman, if you admit defeat now, I can let you go." Zenin Naoya looked down at the purple-haired girl in the field.

He thought his words were gentle enough, and the woman should have taken the bait, right?

"Hey, are you out of your mind?" Feng Haya Rin pointed at his head and rolled her eyes.

There was nothing to say to a mentally retarded person, she just wanted to experiment with the newly modified magic wand.

What kind of strength can a woman have? Zenin Naoya's eyes flashed with disdain.

The next second, the tip of the umbrella pointed accurately at his throat.

Zenin Naoya sensed the danger and dodged to the side. The sharp knife from the tip of the umbrella directly cut through the school uniform, and his shoulder was instantly red.

Feng Haya Rin mocked sarcastically: "Newbie, come back to your senses."

This guy's physical skills are completely incomparable to Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru.

Sensing the fluctuation of the cursed power behind her, she immediately jumped sideways to avoid the water ball behind her.

The sorcerer with a weak presence saw her dodge the attack and did the same. He just pushed his glasses, and then more water balls appeared around him.

Zenin Naoya reacted and rushed over like a beast, with a lot of cursed power in his hands.

He wanted to let this woman know the consequences of provoking him.

Feng Haya Rin dodged calmly, so as not to hurt anyone by mistake, she decided to deal with the irrelevant people first.

Apparition teleported to the side of the glasses sorcerer.

When the glasses sorcerer stumbled back, he suddenly touched the cat toy stuck in his collar.

? ? ?

When the other party was confused, Feng Haya Rin waved her wand: "Zou Wu."

As soon as the voice fell, a huge monster with colorful feathers, a long tail like a giant fan, thick limbs, and scaly textures appeared in the field.

Its sight locked onto the glasses sorcerer instantly, and in the other party's horrified eyes, it jumped directly, pounced on him, picked him up and threw him into the sky, and then whipped him with its tail, like a cat playing with a mouse.

The interference factor was solved, and Feng Haya Rin turned to Zenin Naoya and showed a kind smile.

Many small spiders and groups of Cornish elves crawled out of the ground, and from time to time there were cat demons interfering with Zenin's actions.

Because he was too arrogant, Zenin never took a civilian magician seriously, and naturally he would not send anyone to investigate her ability.

In his heart, Zenin Naoya still disdainfully believed that women were weak, and thought that Zougo was Rin's trump card, and that he himself was now a spent force.

He gathered his magical power in his palm and said arrogantly: "Woman, as long as you apologize, I can let you be my woman."

His voice was very loud, as if he was deliberately letting some people present hear it.

After all, for a woman, becoming Zenin's principal wife is her honor, and she can use it as capital to show off for the rest of her life.

Even if it is a blank check, it is enough to make this hypocritical stupid woman pounce on it and take the bait.

It is really hard to imagine that someone can be so stupid.

"Lao□□ yawned, what a big tone." Fenghaya Rin's fingertips circled the end of her hair, and her sneer resounded throughout the dojo.

There was a muffled "thump" from the audience, and Geto Xiayou grabbed Gojo Satoru's arm tightly: "Satoru, calm down, this is Rin's game."

"He's looking for death!" Gojo Satoru's six eyes behind his sunglasses shone coldly.

The boy's muscles were tense, and he exuded a dangerous aura, as if as long as Geto Xiayou let go, he would become a wild dog and go out to bite the arrogant guy.

Rin Fenghaya noticed the situation on the sidelines, curved her eyebrows and made a mouth shape.

"Be good."

Gojo Satoru's six eyes flickered twice, and in an instant, he felt as if the grievances were crawling all over his body.

He was almost mad, that guy wanted to steal his corner!

However, seeing the girl in the field preparing to lay the ground, he also knew that the other party wanted to make a quick decision, so he could only sit back with a cat-like face.

Feng Zha Lin tilted her head and said with a smile: "Can you all go to the ground to bury the feudal remnants?"

"You're looking for death." Zenin Naoya impatiently used his magical power to crush the summoned creatures on the ground, and laughed in anger: "Don't cry and beg me later."

"I'll give you this back." Feng Zha Lin raised the corners of her lips: "Fiendfire."

As her whisper fell, a strange roar came from the field. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if it was the roar of a demon from the depths of hell.