Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

The wind picked up.

This wind is not an ordinary wind, but air that is highly compressed by the power of the curse. One finger pulls one, and each one is like a sharp blade.

Just the side edge scratched across the cement floor in front of the teaching building, leaving a series of thrilling traces and bringing up countless gravel and gravel.

If it were hit head-on, a cursed spirit of the previous level wouldn't be able to hold on for even a second and would be torn into pieces.

Now these five slashes and the wind pressure they brought all fell on Mingli.

In the process of slashing, the image of Japanese knotweed Hisahito changed drastically.

The originally sunny and cheerful temperament was quickly replaced by chaotic madness.

Sharp nails sprouted from the ten neatly trimmed fingers.

One second ago, they swung a slash that shattered the earth, and a second later, they tore apart the shirt of Japanese knotweed Yuhito, revealing a masculine upper body that made men envious and women drooled.

And——a curse pattern condensed by high-density curse power.

This is the magic aesthetics that was popular in ancient times and is a symbol of the strong.

Being able to have one or two is enough to be proud of, but lines like body paint were formed on his body, spreading all the way between his eyebrows, face, shoulders, arms, chest, abdomen, and back.

Bathed in the clear moonlight, it exudes an unusual sense of beauty and oppression.

After tearing off his shirt, the man didn't even tear off his pants. He opened his arms as if to embrace the entire sky, and his mouth revealed a maniacal laugh that was different from the tone of a teenager.

"Hahahahaha, as expected, light still needs to be felt through the body."

"It's a great time, women and children are spewing out like maggots."

"Segoni HIGH is a stupid duck!"

"Is the nearest woman—there?"

The corners of his eyes that were raised to the point of hanging up caught a glimpse of Fushiguro Tsumiki on the other side, and the corners of his mouth rose accordingly.

"Kill them all!"

While laughing wildly, the man rushed towards Tsumeki at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye. His unabashed murderous intent made every hair on the girl's hair stand on end, warning of an unprecedented threat.

Even so, the girl did not hide or escape.

Because the Tokyo branch, no, the most reliable companion in Japan and even the world, the youngest special-level magician (Otoko Yuta was downgraded) is here.

Sure enough, the man was halfway through when a fist the size of a sandbag stretched out from the side and hit him in the face mercilessly.

The smash made that evil and savage face deformed, and made him roll on the ground, spinning more than ten times in a row before he stopped.

"Is that the only extent?"

The person who punched was sensible, flicked his wrist, and stood where the body of the Japanese knotweed Hisahito, who was also a super-grade cursed creature, had just stood, and pretended to yawn.

"The name of the King of Curses, the double-faced naught, is a bit undeserved."

The man who was knocked away calmly sat up, spit, stretched out his hand to rub the fist mark left by Mingli, and smiled even more happily:

"Really, magicians are difficult to deal with no matter what era they are in."

As he said this, the deformed cheek returned to normal within a second.

Not only did the explosive spell power not weaken due to the heavy blow, it actually increased further.

The face belonging to Polygonum cuspidatum Youren also showed more features belonging to Su Nuo - four eyes.

At the corner of the eye diagonally below the normal eye, there is an additional slightly smaller eye on the left and right, and the two pairs of eyes look at Akari together.

Seeing him complaining in a similar tone: "Really, is it true that difficult spellcasters always have trouble with their eyes? Either they don't have eyes, or they have long eyes. Isn't it normal to be like me?"

"Not bad, I learned a lot." Su Nuo crossed his legs and sat like a boss and said, "You have the potential to be a clown. Just try harder to please me. If so, I will let you go today." .”

"Who let whom go?" Mingli said with a smile, "With just one finger, I can't count the two hands that can kill you."

Su Nuo let out a surprised laugh: "Really or not? There may not have been so many powerful people a thousand years ago, in this era of excessive comfort?"

"Would you know if you try it?" Mingli raised her hand provocatively.

"It seems that I haven't appeared in the world for too long, and the whole world has forgotten my existence."

Su Nuo suddenly stood up and raised his arm on the same side as Mingli. Just as he was about to gather the power of the spell, the hand suddenly moved up inexplicably and pinched his neck.

"Clam--?"

"What do you want to do with my body? Give it back to me."

The normal voice of a sunny boy, the familiar voice of Yuhito the Japanese knotweed.

"How can you still move?"

The voice changed again, back to Su Nuo, and the next second it cut to Yujin Polygonum cuspidatum.

On the surface, it looks like a schizophrenic person talking to himself.

"This is my body."

With this announcement, Su Nuo felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, especially the extra pair.

My consciousness is being suppressed?

How can this be?

Even if he only has one finger, it is not something that an unskilled young man can resist.

But the facts are the facts. No matter how suspicious Su Nuo is, the fact that his consciousness has been suppressed has not changed.

The extra pair of eyes narrowed into slits and disappeared, and the black curse marks on his body also disappeared.

The boy who regained his sunshine and cheerfulness patted his head, as if he wanted to use this method to slap out the sounds that did not belong to him.

"Are you back?" Mingli put down her hand and asked.

"Ah, yes." Knotweed Hisahito's brain was still a little confused, "Um, Mr. Ming, what was that just now-"

"This is what you get for eating randomly." Mingli spread her hands helplessly, "I told you, this stuff doesn't taste good."

"Is it my fault? It obviously got in by itself." Hisato expressed his innocence.

"Didn't you put it in your mouth first?"

"Uh, that seems to be it."

"From today on, you are the number one foodie in Japan. You dare to eat the number one dangerous spell in the world of magic. I am willing to call you the strongest."

"Thank you for the compliment?" Hisuhito said in a daze.

"I'm not complimenting you. You really don't understand the seriousness of the problem at all."

Akari rolled her eyes.

With this strange brain circuit, no wonder he and Gojo Satoru had such a good relationship later on. No matter how one side went astray, the other side could catch it.

"I don't think there's anything wrong." The young man was still confused.

"The biggest mistake is that you are standing here talking to me - Tsumeki, what do the rules of the spell say?"

"The body of a special curse is equal to the spirit of the curse. It is regarded as the curse itself and should be exorcised as soon as possible." A good student, Jin Miji, memorizes all the laws and regulations.

In order to make it easier for laymen to understand, Mingli thoughtfully added: "Exorcism is a professional term. You can understand it as the destruction from body to soul, all ashes, dead and dead."