Chapter 42

When the nutrients on the field were cleaned up, the roaring Lihuo officially entered the mature stage.

The body made of lava was particularly terrifying. The most conspicuous feature was the three hideous heads on the top of the head. The whole body was tall and strong, as if it was a moving volcano, and every step left a scorch mark.

Feng Hayarin summoned three in one breath, giving the greatest "respect" to Zenin Naoya.

Under the horrified eyes of the crowd, the three terrible monsters raged on the field, and the enemy was soon surrounded by raging flames, accompanied by low roars and scorching heat.

The screams of Zenin's son mixed with the smell of burnt flesh and flesh drifted in every corner of the venue, and stepped into the back of another Zenin.

Feng Hayarin's eyebrows curved and threw venom at the place where he fell. In order to prevent him from dying, he also thoughtfully released the phoenix to prolong his life.

Whenever Zenin Naoya was about to faint, new flesh and skin immediately replaced the scorch.

The rescue sorcerers from Kyoto, who were originally here to make a formality, took action one after another, using earth to build walls, water curtains, ice hammers, etc., but none of them could solve the fierce flames.

Extremely high temperature, rapid burning speed, and difficult to extinguish characteristics are the characteristics of the fierce fire.

It is not something that any sorcerer can easily solve.

In the case of Feng Haya Rin's unwillingness to stop, no one can save Zenin Naoya from the three fierce flames.

Unless the son of God of the Gojo family takes action, because the other party's limitless power can isolate external objects, but everyone also noticed that the two people have a close relationship, so no one would be stupid enough to ask Gojo Satoru.

Several sorcerers in Kyoto could not solve the fierce fire, so they turned their eyes to Ye Mo Zhengdao for help.

It's not that they like the heir of Zenin so much, it's just that this is the heir of Zenin after all, and it's not easy to explain if he dies here.

It's too troublesome, avoid it if you can.

Zenin Naoya in the field can no longer utter complete syllables, and his charred and curled body is repeatedly reborn in the flames.

Every time when he felt like dying, Phoenix's treatment came in time. After the wound healed, he was burned by the flames again, and then treated again, and so on, like a slow death.

"Kazehayarin:" Yaga Masamichi roared.

Le Yan Temple stood up: "Stop it!"

Yaga Masamichi and Le Yan Temple, who were originally in their seats, were already standing in the field. Kazehayarin

looked at the sky and the earth but not at the people, and obviously did not want to let them go.

This feudal remnant has been provoking her for so long, and he still brazenly talks about the main wife and concubine.

Yaga Masamichi walked up to her with a stern face, "Take it back."

Kazehayarin: "He provoked me first."

Yaga Masamichi also thought of Zenin Naoya's previous big talk. At least Geto Suguru stopped a Gojo Satoru, which made him a little relieved.

"The game is over." He said unhappily.

None of these little guys are quiet. This one who looks the most well-behaved, has he been led astray by the kid from the Gojo family?

Feng Zhailin pointed at the wiry boy over there and said with a smile: "No, he hasn't admitted defeat yet."

"......" Yega Zhengdao's mouth twitched.

Le Yansi's face was dark, and he squeezed out four words from his teeth: "Kyoto admits defeat."

The referee who was at a loss heard this and immediately shouted loudly: "In the second game, Tokyo High School won."

"Okay." Feng Zhailin hesitated with the magic wand.

She knew that she couldn't make too much trouble, otherwise it would be difficult for Yega teacher, but it wouldn't affect her passive resistance.

Yega Zhengdao silently raised his fist.

"I'll put it away right away!!" Feng Zhailin was refreshed and immediately waved the magic wand.

Soon, the summons on the field disappeared in an instant, leaving a boy lying on the ground with more exhalation than intake.

As soon as Lihuo disappeared, the medical team waiting at the sidelines instantly carried a stretcher up.

Feng Zhailin did not leave the dojo immediately, but walked to the medical team who were rescuing. Crouching in front of Zenin Naoya who was lying on a stretcher, he said with a smile: "After you survive, remember to be grateful."

He was grateful to Yega teacher for speaking up and not killing her.

After dealing with the people from Zenin, Yega Masamichi took his troubled student away with a dark face.

"Isn't she still alive?" Feng Hayarin was dissatisfied with the murder accusation made by the teacher who worked in Zen Temple in Kyoto, and muttered in dissatisfaction: "I didn't even ask Zen Temple for mental damage compensation."

"What? They can bully and provoke people, but others are not allowed to fight back." She frowned and continued to complain: "This is too double standard."

Ye Mo Zhengdao's forehead was throbbing with veins. He originally let her go because his student was provoked first, but seeing that this guy was getting more and more dissatisfied, he couldn't help but smash the iron fist of justice down: "It's too much trouble! 2000 words of self-criticism."

"It hurts!!!" Feng Hayarin covered her head and wailed: "What? She's not dead!"

Gojo Satoru came over with a smile and rubbed the girl's head, "Well done."

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Ye Mo Zhengdao felt a headache when he saw the three troublemakers get together again. The quarrel at Zen Temple was not over yet, and he still had things to do, so he could only remind them: "You all behave yourself."

"Huh? I'm obviously the most well-behaved one." Gojo Satoru hung on Kazehaya Rin's shoulder like a large cat, making faces at the homeroom teacher.

"We've always been very well behaved, okay?" Kazehaya Rin puffed up her cheeks and retorted, "It's the other party who has been provoking us." Geto

Suguru chuckled and added in a gentle voice, "Teacher, he's still alive, so it shouldn't be a problem."

The number one puppeteer in the world of sorcery, Masamichi Yaga, feels that being a teacher is much more difficult than being a sorcerer, and wants to resign for the 108th time.

Gojo Satoru: "Are you feeling wronged?"

It was originally fine, but Gojo Satoru asked.

Kazehaya Rin pouted and said angrily, "They said I committed murder, and Teacher Yaga asked me to write a self-criticism." It

was really too much. She clearly remembered holding her breath. If it was murder, the other party would have disappeared long ago.

Gojo Satoru put his arm around him, grinning: "2000 words, I'll help you write it, it's easy."

Fuzai Rin's round eyes were full of surprise: "Satoru, are you really going to help me write it?"

"Really." The strongest sorcerer patted his chest and promised: "I can write you 3,000 words in a minute."

"Great!" Fuzai Rin put his arm around Gojo Satoru's arm, and said with bright eyes: "Satoru, I'll treat you to dessert later~"

Love can really make people stupid.

Xiayou Jie sighed as he watched this scene.

A friend who has always disliked clerical work actually took the initiative to help a female classmate write a self-criticism one day.

Tokyo School has already won two games in a row.

"Even if Jie loses, we can still win." Gojo Satoru bit the candy fed by the girl and said vaguely.

Xiayou Jie smiled good-temperedly: "Thanks to you, I can relax a little bit next time."

"Come on, Jie, shut out the other team." Feng Hayabusa Rin smiled and high-fived him.

"I'll go." Xiayou Jie waved his hand and walked to the center of the field in a cool manner.

Gojo Satoru swallowed the candy that had been broken into particles in his mouth, then put his palm to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly, "Jie, shut out the other team!"

How could he insult people after winning two games? The students of Kyoto were collectively angry.

Ye Mo Zhengdao glared at the funny Gojo Satoru and warned him to behave himself.

Gojo Satoru noticed his gaze and smiled brightly in return.

Feng Hayabusa Rin poked him.

Gojo Satoru grabbed the girl's waist with his backhand, leaned his head on her shoulder and said stickyly: "Rin, touch~"

"Don't make me sound like a pervert, okay?" Feng Hayabusa Rin was silent again and again, and finally inserted his fingers into the frosty white hair.

The white-haired boy blinked very innocently: "But Rin's touch is really comfortable."

"..." The more he described the feeling, the darker it became, and Feng Hayabusa Rin refused to speak.

Geto's opponents were a girl who was cold and a girl who was hot and cold, and a tall and thin boy.

The third match between Kyoto and Tokyo officially began.

The three people on the opposite side tacitly besieged Geto, and the girls used double swords, and their offense and defense were well coordinated.

The tall and thin boy seemed to be a cursed spirit operator, and several cursed spirits appeared around him to provide cover for the girls.

Geto took action without hesitation, using physical skills to deal with the tall and thin boy who had been covering.

After all, everyone knows that cursed spirit operators are generally not good at close combat.

The two third-year women did not expect Geto to take the initiative to attack.

The tall and thin boy was indeed a pure cursed spirit operator, so his physical skills were not very good.

Geto quickly found an opportunity and KOed him directly.

His palms flipped, solidifying the cursed power while running, and the rainbow dragon and the cursed spirits appeared one after another.

The exchange meeting was played by the people of Tokyo High School as a Pokémon exhibition.

As expected, the two women in the field were also found opportunities to be KOed by Geto.

Unlike ordinary cursed spirit operators, Geto Summer Oil's physical skills are very terrifying.

Whether it is the use of cursed spirits or physical combat, he has reached a terrifying full score. Like Gojo Satoru, he is a genius who practices both curses and martial arts.

Like his mage friend who loves close combat, Geto Summer Oil is also a summoner who loves close combat.

"So handsome." Feng Hayarin looked at the fight in the field and sighed softly.

Gojo Satoru heard this and lowered his eyes slightly, saying dissatisfiedly: "Obviously I was more handsome than Geto just now."

He just noticed that when he was on the field, she and Geto had been concentrating on playing games, and nothing could be hidden from the six eyes.

Feng Hayarin said: "That's different, you killed them directly in seconds, how can you fight back and forth like Geto."

Does she mean it's good to watch? Geto's fight is much more enjoyable than Gojo Satoru's fast, fierce and accurate crushing style.

Gojo Satoru tugged at the girl's hair and said unhappily, "Rin can only look at me, that guy Jie..."

Xiayou Jie: "Satoru, are you saying bad things about me again?"

Xiayou Jie, who had already finished the battle, didn't get any flowers or applause, and even his peers didn't notice his end.

That's not all, he also found that his friend was saying bad things about him again.

Why did he feel a little disappointed? He suddenly felt an indescribable loneliness.

Gojo Satoru replied confidently, "What? I haven't started talking yet."

It's not that he hasn't started talking, but he hasn't said it yet, right?

Xiayou Jie said calmly, "Rin, I'm telling you that Satoru is going to..."

Gojo Satoru, who was lazily lying on Rin, jumped up like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"Shut up!!"

He reached out and covered Xiayou Jie's mouth, and quickly pulled him aside.

Fenghaya Rin looked at their backs blankly. What's going on today?

Right after the match, the two had another sparring match in Kyoto. Kyoto was almost numb looking at their own bumpy training ground again.

When the two finished the match, Feng Hayabusa Rin asked curiously: "Jie, what today?"

Gojo Satoru's body stiffened, staring at the Gojo Fox with a death gaze.

Gojo Jie coughed lightly and said softly: "Satoru said, are you going to try the water today?"

Feng Hayabusa Rin looked suspicious and turned his gaze to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru nodded frantically and blinked his big eyes cutely: "Yes, that's it!"

"Okay." Feng Hayabusa Rin pretended to believe it.

Because of the outstanding performance of the three today, Ieiri Shoko is still busy looking for treasures in the Kyoto Medical Clinic.