Chapter 7

The sun shines through the mottled leaves and falls on the windowsill of the classroom.

The morning classes passed by like a flash. After lunch, the DKs went to the equipment room to choose the newly purchased basketballs. The previous ones had long been "heroically sacrificed" in their play.

The JKs went back to the dormitory to take a nap. When the bell rang for the afternoon class, they walked hand in hand to the training ground.

The training ground was very wide, very similar to the university's sports field, but the area was larger and there were steps around it. It was not only convenient for rest, but also the best place to watch the game.

The courses in the technical college were cultural classes in the morning and practical classes in the afternoon. Generally speaking, the physical training teacher came to teach practical combat, but since the last physical training teacher was beaten by two DKs and couldn't fight back, it was basically free training now.

Feng Zaolin was quite dissatisfied with this.

The DKs loved fighting, so their physical training improved rapidly, but she had always been a fragile magic king, so her physical training was relatively not up to the standard.

Although the teacher couldn't teach DK, he was more than capable of teaching her. However, every time she trained with the teacher, a certain white-haired guy always liked to point fingers and gossip, causing the physical training teacher to simply ask to leave.

Because Ieiri Shoko was a nurse, she basically didn't participate in training. She came to the training ground purely to accompany her friends.

She skillfully walked to the steps under the tree and sat down, holding the medical book that she had not finished reading in the morning.

And Feng Hayarin stayed on the nearest steps in the field, holding her face and watching the fight between the two DKs who had a grudge in the morning, observing their every move, trying to analyze something.

In the training ground, the two people completely let go, and the fight was fierce.

After several rounds of maneuvers, Xiayou Jie finally seized the opportunity and threw his fist at the opponent's face without mercy.

If this punch was thrown, Gojo Satoru's beautiful face would definitely look very beautiful. When she saw that the opponent blocked it with no bottom line, the girl sighed regretfully: "What a pity."

As a victim of losing her physical training teacher, and being called by this guy to help her train at the same time, she was beaten almost lying down on the first day of the training ground. Because it was too painful, she couldn't help but shed a few tears and was still ridiculed until now. So she wanted to beat that guy up in her dreams recently.

Taking advantage of the fact that Geto Xiayou's follow-up force was not able to keep up, Gojo Satoru turned sideways and hit Geto Xiayou's shoulder with his elbow.

Geto Xiayou stepped back a few steps to stabilize his body, rubbed his shoulders without saying anything, and stepped back. At the same time as his body rushed over, he made a gesture with his right hand, and the curse power in his palm condensed. In an instant, countless curse spirits appeared on the training ground and rushed towards Gojo Satoru at the same frequency as his body.

Gojo Satoru's face did not change, and he also knew his best friend's moves.

His body flashed quickly, dodging the curse spirits attacking from all directions.

At first, he suffered because he was not familiar with the opponent's spell. Now that the two of them have practiced together more, he can deal with this move with ease.

He dodged quickly, jumped in the air and did a backflip to stay in the anti-gravity posture, raised his hand and made a seal: "Spell forward - Cang!"

In an instant, a large amount of cursed power burst out, and the strong wind caused by the cursed power overturned most of the grass, and the training ground was suddenly filled with yellow sand.

Jialiu Naoko looked up at the center of the field, then raised her hand to tuck the hair that was blown by her temples behind her ears, and lowered her head to continue reading her book.

Feng Haya Rin sat steadily on the steps, and her fingers peeled away the bangs that were blown and blocked her sight.

Noticing that the other things were still in place, she was a little surprised at how fast this person improved.

It was so fast that he could control the range of Cang's aftermath, knowing that it had blown Naoko's books and her snacks away before.

Xiayou Jie was keenly aware of the curse cast by the other party, and instantly recalled the curse spirit, and skillfully jumped out of Cang's attack range.

Although sparring is important, it is not okay to consume his "stock".

Gojo Satoru also knew to stop when he should, and the power of Cang dissipated after passing through the training ground.

Despite this, the two people were not in good condition at all. Xiayou Jie's shirt was scratched, and Gojo Satoru's school uniform was bitten by the cursed spirits and drooled.

The two looked at each other's embarrassed appearance, and then laughed out loud.

Jiarui Glass observed from a distance and found that the injuries were not serious, so she lowered her head to read again.

Feng Haya Rin clapped her hands like a seal, praising the excitement of this duel.

Both of them felt the progress of the other. Xiayou Jie took out a bottle of red and blue medicine from his pocket and drank one bottle each, and Gojo Satoru directly drank two bottles of blue medicine. When he felt that his condition was full, he walked to sit next to the girl.

The boy's legs were casually placed on the steps, looking particularly slender. Feng Haya Rin unconsciously put away his legs and moved to the side.

Sometimes people can really get angry when they compare themselves to others.

"The legs are quite short." Gojo Satoru noticed her little action and laughed mischievously.

"Satoru, Rin will be angry." Xiayou Jie also came over and sat on the steps to rest.

Fenghaya Rin rolled her eyes and said angrily: "Only you have long legs."

It's annoying, her legs are not short, okay? It's obviously someone who has grown too much.

Gojo Satoru put his hand into her shirt pocket without hesitation, took out the candy skillfully, peeled it and stuffed it into his mouth, and his cheeks bulged slightly after eating it.

Fenghaya Rin: "Do you have any shame?"

How could someone be so shameless, laughing at her short legs while stealing her candy?

"I forgot to bring it." Gojo Satoru returned an innocent expression, stretched out his hand and poked the girl's cheeks that bulged because of anger. The soft touch made him feel very amused.

Of course, he didn't say that he knew that the same period must have it in his pocket, so he felt relieved to bring blue medicine.

Xiayou Jie took a sip of the drink and asked: "Do you want to practice with you again?"

This sentence was said to the girl.

Feng Haya Rin pushed away a certain mean-spirited claw and said with concern: "Is Jie not taking a break?"

Her physical skills were indeed not up to par compared to her peers, so most of the time they would fight with each other, and then she would find Jie to practice with her.

As for why she didn't find Gojo Satoru, it was simply because this guy really didn't use any strength, and she didn't want to practice with him again.

"Hey, you despise me again." Gojo Satoru exerted a little force with his fingers, and the pull ring of the drink was lifted after a snap. Then he reached into Geto's pocket, took out a straw from it and inserted it.

Feng Haya Rin's face was full of undisguised disdain, and she asked back: "When did I stop despising you?"

Looking at the drink in the girl's hand, Geto's expression was subtle. After a while, he shifted his gaze to the white-haired boy who was so aggrieved that he grumbled, and his small eyes slowly propped up to an angle he had never seen before.

"You praised me for being great yesterday!" Gojo Satoru grumbled unhappily, as if he had received great grievances.

Feng Haya Rin didn't buy it at all. After taking a sip of her drink, she said calmly, "That only applies to Satoru who gave me the gun yesterday."

Not the scumbag who laughed at her short legs and stole her candy today.

Gojo Satoru was choked for a moment and angrily ripped the ponytail on the girl's head.

"???" Feng Haya Rin had never seen such a childish person before. She kicked him, but was blocked by Wu Shaxian and got angry.

"Gojo!!!"

Seeing that she was angry, Gojo Satoru strangely calmed down and raised the hairband in his hand, "Fight with me and I'll give it back to you."

The corner of Xiayou Jie's mouth twitched.

I thought it was a pure love story, but who knew it was an elementary school drama.

Noticing that the girl's eyes were round and round, as if she was about to curse in the next second, he sighed, and as a reliable DK, he took out the spare hair tie in his pocket and said, "If you don't mind, Rin can use mine first."

Gojo Satoru's smug smile froze on his face.

Seeing his expression, Fenghaya Rin snorted, and after taking the hair tie from Xiayou Jie, she raised her eyebrows and said proudly, "Just consider it a gift from me."

Xiayou Jie raised the corner of his lips, feeling relieved that he had settled another conflict.

He moved himself, but not his best friend.

Gojo Satoru felt irritated, but he didn't know what to be angry about, especially after the girl tied her hair and happily invited the black-haired boy to train, he felt even more unhappy.

This time in the training ground, it was more like a one-sided guidance than a competition.

Geto Xiayou has been feeding the girl with moves, but even so, the opponent still can't keep up.

Gojo Satoru snorted coldly.

If Geto hadn't been so procrastinating, how could that guy still be so bad? If he were to take over, this guy's physical skills would at least improve by several degrees within a week.

What a short-sighted guy, Gojo Satoru thought disdainfully, and then took out his mobile phone to play games.

After seeing her friend leave the field, Ieiri Naoko put away her book and walked to the steps inside the field to sit down, intending to treat the girl as soon as possible.

After a while, the two people in the field stopped.

Geto Xiayou was still smiling, and even his breathing was not disordered. Without using the technique, the girl's physique was even worse than that of ordinary people.

Feng Haya Rin felt that her physical strength had been completely drained. She supported her knees with her hands and gasped for breath. Sweat beads covered her forehead. The pain from the wound reached the nerve endings and made her eyes a little black. Geto

Xiayou stretched out his hand: "That's it for today."

Feng Haya Rin didn't hesitate and took his hand to help her stand up.

Although Geto Suguru was very careful, Rin Kazehaya still grimaced in pain when she moved.

Needless to say, her body must be all purple.

Ieiri Naoko walked over quickly, pinched the girl's wrist and used the reversal technique directly.

The warm current at the wrist spread throughout the body along the contact surface, and soon she felt the pain in her body being soothed one by one, and the whole person suddenly felt extremely comfortable.

Rin Kazehaya hugged Naoko, rubbed her head against her shoulder affectionately, and said with emotion: "Noko, you are simply an angel~"

Ieiri Naoko smiled and touched her head.

After the training, there were no other activities, and the four of them simply sat on the stone steps and chatted.

Rin Kazehaya picked up her unfinished bottle of drink, bit the straw and took a big sip. The sweet taste of orange soda healed her mental fatigue.

In fact, she was also under pressure. With the rapid progress of the two DKs, she seemed to be standing still, so she screamed in pain every time, but she still did not stop the physical training. Even so, she could not catch up with the two people.

Gojo Satoru put away his phone, took out a hairband from his pocket and threw it over. In the girl's puzzled look, he pointed at the ponytail on her head and said disdainfully: "This hairband is so ugly."

Xia Yujie: "?"

Gojo Satoru continued: "That monkey Shochu uses such an ugly hairband?"

Xia Yujie's eyebrows twitched slightly when his aesthetic taste was questioned, and he said unhappily: "Satoru, you, a person who snatches girls' hairbands, have no right to say that."

"What's wrong with you again?" Feng Zaolin took the hairband, turned his head to avoid the outstretched clutches, and said helplessly: "I'll change, you take your hand back!"

Gojo Satoru was satisfied then, automatically blocked his friend's accusations, and said something irrelevant: "We haven't had dinner together yet, have we?"