Kinji Hakari hadn't been hit, but he was still a little shaken.
Looking at the smile on Zenin Maki's lips, he knew that he had been underestimated by the lowerclassman.
"Hee, this is really something."
Blue cursed energy instantly enveloped his entire body. Sensing the increase in power within his body, he kindly reminded her, "My next punch might hurt a little."
"It's fine! After all, I consider myself to be quite good at taking a beating."
Zenin Maki wasn't bragging. Because of the Heavenly Restriction, she had extremely little cursed energy in her body, no different from an ordinary person.
But unlike an ordinary person, she used her innate cursed energy to exchange for physical strength.
Ordinary people had a low cursed energy limit because their parents had little cursed energy in their bodies and didn't know jujutsu, so the child's own foundation wouldn't be too high, but they had a chance of becoming a jujutsu sorcerer.
The so-called Heavenly Restriction was a restriction that was forcibly imposed from birth, exchanging some innate conditions for powerful strength in a certain area.
When it came to taking a beating, she was tougher than even Panda to some extent!
Sensing that her right arm was locked by the nunchaku, she prepared to forcibly break free.
Zenin Maki was going to go all out with him today. Her arm muscles bulged, directly locking it in place.
Her right leg was firmly clamped between his knees, and she could only move her left leg and head, but that was enough!
Her left leg rose up and kicked out hard at his waist.
At the moment of rising, Kinji Hakari released his clamped legs, and his right arm bulged with veins as he directly threw Zenin Maki away.
He glanced at the direction the lowerclassman was flying, and used force in his legs to chase after her.
He shouted, "Passion... is burning! Hahaha!"
"Tch, the upperclassman is indeed an upperclassman, that strength is really great."
Zenin Maki landed and had just stood firm when she saw the upperclassman charging at her. His fist the size of a sandbag was coming at her.
In an instant, several punches were thrown, and although they were messy and easily dodged, the wind from the punches had a feeling of friction.
It was like being rubbed by sandpaper, and that was just from being grazed, not hit.
What would happen if she got hit!?
"Maki is dodging, that's rare to see."
Panda looked at Zenin Maki, who was retreating and circling in the field, with some surprise.
After all, with Maki's strength, it wasn't difficult for her to exorcise Grade 2 cursed spirits, but some special reasons had her stuck at Grade 4 sorcerer.
"That's normal."
Kirara Hoshi reminded, "Kinji's punches hurt a lot when they hit someone. If you want to know what it feels like, it's like being hit by a baseball bat wrapped in sandpaper. That lowerclassman probably realized that and didn't dare to take it head-on."
"Normal my a**, it's even more outrageous to be able to calmly describe what it feels like to be hit."
Everyone shouted inwardly.
Yuuki glanced at Kirara Hoshi and muttered to himself, "What's the relationship between these two upperclassmen? GY? Hiss... forget it, forget it, I shouldn't get involved in this."
The situation in the field became clear at once.
Although Zenin Maki would occasionally counterattack a few times, they were nothing to Kinji Hakari, who had already entered an excited state.
On the other hand, the punches he threw made Zenin Maki not dare to take them head-on.
The nunchaku was what she usually used for training, not a cursed tool, so it was naturally not as sturdy as a cursed tool.
Cracks appeared after colliding with Kinji Hakari's fists a few times.
This gave Zenin Maki a real headache, but she also knew that she would lose if she dragged it out.
Looking at the nunchaku that had cracks in the middle, Zenin Maki decided to go all out and broke it directly, holding the broken ends in both hands.
After taking a few quick, deep breaths, she launched a final assault on Kinji Hakari.
The nunchaku in Zenin Maki's hands seemed to come alive, like a swimming dragon, agile and swift, and the sound of the wind breaking echoed in her ears.
"If I can't do it with this move, then it can only mean that it's the weapon's fault!"
Zenin Maki shouted inwardly, and quickly swung her arms to continuously accelerate the nunchaku, swinging the two sticks at Kinji Hakari's shoulders and waist.
Kinji Hakari, as an upperclassman, naturally had the dignity of an upperclassman. How could he dodge?
He shouted the word "passion" and stretched out his arms to receive the lowerclassman's full-force attack.
"Snap! Crack—"
The nunchaku swung up solidly, but unfortunately, it wasn't strong enough itself and broke apart on the spot.
Zenin Maki knew that she had lost when she saw this scene. She threw the nunchaku in her hands on the ground, spat out a mouthful of turbid air, and said:
"I lost."
"Kinji is very happy."
Looking at Zenin Maki, who had admitted defeat, Kirara Hoshi looked at the lowerclassmen next to him and asked, "Since Kinji's passion hasn't faded yet, who wants to go up and experience it?"
"…"
Hearing Kirara Hoshi's description of what it felt like to be beaten, Yuuki and Okkotsu Yuta immediately shut their mouths, putting the matter of asking about taijutsu out of their minds.
They were kidding, even the big sister Maki had lost, were they going up there to get beaten up?
If it was just getting beaten up, that would be fine, but wouldn't it hurt to get hit by that!
"Woof woof woof! (Master, am I fast enough?)"
At this moment, Shura arrived with a chilled watermelon in its mouth, and then placed it in front of Yuuki, wagging its tail, seemingly waiting for praise.
"…"
Yuuki looked at the match that had already ended in the field, and at his dog's excited expression, and didn't want to discourage it.
He stroked its head and praised, "You ran really fast, Shura."
Children would show a happy expression when they heard their parents' praise, and Shura was the same.
If it was a normal parent, they would pick up their child, but Yuuki couldn't pick it up…
Looking at the lively Shura, Yuuki picked up the watermelon on the ground and asked, "Does anyone want to eat watermelon? It's chilled."
"I want some!"
"Salmon!"
"Panda wants some too!"
Kirara Hoshi looked at the watermelon in Yuuki's hand, which still had saliva on it, and muttered to himself, "Can you really eat this watermelon?"
"Hahaha, are we eating watermelon? Count me in."
Without looking, he knew that it was Kinji Hakari with that bold voice. His body was covered in sweat after fighting, and his pants were already wet.
"I want some too, although it's a shame I lost, it was fulfilling."
Zenin pulled at her collar, her face flushed red. She hadn't felt anything while fighting, but she only realized how hot it was after she was done.
"…"
Kirara Hoshi was speechless. Seeing that there were so many people eating and he was the only one left, he got up and said, "I want some too."
"Okay." Yuuki handed the watermelon to Inumaki Toge and said, "Sorry to trouble you, Toge, clean the watermelon and cut it into eight pieces."
"Bonito flakes."
Inumaki Toge took the watermelon with one hand, and stuffed the collar that was blocking his mouth into his neck.
He hugged the watermelon with both hands, and said, "Make the surface of the watermelon clean."
"Swoosh—"
The saliva on the surface of the watermelon instantly disappeared.
He continued, "Cut the watermelon into eight pieces."
The watermelon in his hands didn't move, but the people who were already used to it picked up the watermelon.
Yuuki, who had washed his hands, took two slices, and handed one slice to his Shura.
"Cursed Speech huh... what an interesting class."
Kinji Hakari looked at the watermelon in his hand, and felt that it wasn't good to be treated by the lowerclassmen all the time, and said, "How about we go out to eat today? I know a restaurant that has really good food, I'll treat you as your upperclassman."
"There's no need for that."
Panda said, "Why don't the upperclassmen come over tonight and try Yuuki-kun's cooking? He's a really good cook, at least better than 95% of the restaurants outside, and it's safe to eat."
Okkotsu Yuta chimed in, "Yeah, and Yuuki-kun will be going out to buy groceries in a while, why don't the upperclassmen come over and eat together tonight?"
Hearing the lowerclassmen say this, Kinji Hakari and Kirara Hoshi became interested.
Yuuki was also feeling generous at this moment. Hearing them praise his cooking skills, his nose almost reached the sky.
He patted his chest and guaranteed, "I'll take care of the two customers' stomachs tonight, I guarantee the food will be delicious."
After all, he hadn't spent much of the 10 million he had earned before, and then the school had paid him his salary, which was about 300,000 (estimated by the author).
Although he couldn't afford cursed tools, which were ridiculously expensive, he definitely had more than enough to buy ingredients.
Cursed tools, like sorcerers, had good ones and bad ones. Anyway, he didn't know how to forge those things.
If he really wanted to learn about them, it would be after he reached Special Grade.
What was most important now was to prepare for battle, the battle with Kyoto Jujutsu High in four days.
There probably wasn't much that could be changed about the training in the next few days. It would probably be more about discussing tactics.
Although there was a sure-win situation, which was to let Okkotsu Yuta go berserk, it was still a little inappropriate to think that way.
After all, it was best to be strong yourself, and he could think about other things if he couldn't win...
He took out his phone from his pocket and looked at it, and realized that it was already two o'clock, and it was time to go out and buy groceries.
He gently patted Shura's head to signal it was time to leave, and then said to everyone, "I'm going out to buy groceries, so I'll be leaving first."
After saying goodbye to everyone, he left the school directly. Looking at the lush trees on the road, perhaps touched by the scenery, he couldn't help but sigh, Sigh~!
It's so tiring to be alive, but I don't want to die. I studied medicine hard before transmigrating, and I've been cultivating every day since transmigrating.
The only time I had some peace and quiet was probably those days when I was unconscious.
"I really want to be unconscious again... uh, never mind, I can't get any benefits from that. It's more fun to complete missions and draw lotteries."
After sighing, Yuuki opened the system panel and looked at it.
[Host: Yuuki]
[Cursed Energy: 850, Quasi-Grade 2 Sorcerer]
[Physical Strength: 20]
[Eye Technique: One-Tomoe Sharingan]
[Ninjutsu: Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame, Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique, Summoning Technique, Body Replacement Technique.]
[Taijutsu: Self-Defense, Military Fist, Sanda, Jeet Kune Do, Maki's Swordsmanship (Can be renamed).]
"Quasi-Grade 2 Sorcerer huh..."
Yuuki muttered as he looked at the panel. He didn't usually like to look at this thing.
Sometimes it was normal for him to only look at it once a month, after all, what was the point of looking at it when he had zero points.
Did he want to make himself feel even more anxious?
His body had also been trained to a decent level, so there was nothing to be surprised about.
Anyway, he felt that it was all within expectations. With his kind of life-risking training method, even a skinny, weak person could rise up.
As for this Maki's Swordsmanship, he should understand it as having learned Maki's self-created swordsmanship...
Never mind, it didn't sound good to say it out loud, he should rename it.
"I'll call it... February Sky Swordsmanship, after all, I've been learning it for more than two months."
Yuuki looked at the swordsmanship that had already been renamed and nodded in satisfaction.
Although he didn't know if this name was explosive or not, he personally thought it was quite meaningful.
Maybe he would be able to recall his journey of getting beaten up every time he saw this name in the future, and then warn himself not to be arrogant, or rather, not to forget this dark history and warn himself to get back at her one day.
Anyway, Yuuki thought it was pretty meaningful, no matter which one it was.
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