Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

"Hmph!" Yachiyo Kishi sneered from the side, "If I had that kid's looks, I would definitely be more popular than you back then!"

Shirakawa Taizan looked at him in surprise: "Is it my fault that you're ugly?"

"Get out of here! You dare to take advantage of me!"

On the stage, Kami Kotegawa and the young priestess stood face to face, separated by three-quarters of the stage.

The young priest glanced behind him, then hesitated slightly.

Standing so far away, if there's a mistake, the fireball will fly off the stage.

He looked at Kotegawa and gestured for him to come closer.

Kotegawa reassured him, nodding slightly to signal him to begin.

Seeing this, the junior priest made a snap decision, tilted his right hand, and revealed three talismans.

He silently recited the incantation, and the talismans spontaneously combusted without wind, forming three blazing fireballs, each as large as a human head, that floated quietly in front of him.

The scorching heatwave surged outwards.

Gasps of surprise erupted from the audience.

Yachiyo Kishi, who was holding binoculars, whispered, "Nozomi's pretty ruthless. He started with a fire spell right away? Isn't he afraid of causing an accident?"

"We should be confident!" Shirakawa Taizan said solemnly.

Fire spells are no joke; any single ball can burn someone severely.

The junior priest on stage was about to lose control of the fireball. He pointed at Kamiko Furudeawa and shouted, "Hurry!"

The three fireballs floating in front of him instantly trailed long fiery tails and rushed towards Furudegawa Kami.

The gasps from the audience grew even louder.

The performance was so realistic!

Below the stage, Kotori Hanamaru unconsciously stood up, watching nervously.

"Don't panic, it's a minor incident," Hu Tao said softly.

On the stage, three fireballs rushed towards Kotegawa almost the next second.

He took a slight step back, placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and drew it. In an instant, three fireballs exploded in front of him and disappeared into the air.

Kotegawa Kami stood there, sword in hand, unharmed.

Seeing this, many people were stunned for a moment, and then burst into even more enthusiastic applause and cheers.

"What a fast sword!" Yachiyo Kishi said in a low voice on the rooftop.

Standing nearby, Shirakawa Taizan remarked with admiration, "Young people are so brave."

The junior priest opposite him secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little more at ease. He then made another hand seal, and more talismans ignited, sending out fireballs one after another. These fireballs were no longer in a straight line, but were hurtling towards Furudegawa from all directions, getting faster and faster. This time, there were a full ten of them!

This is the destructive power a composed Onmyoji can unleash! With a shikigami by their side, it would be even more formidable. Unfortunately, if Tamako were summoned now, it might very well become a shikigami that ascends to heaven in fright.

The audience below the stage widened their eyes instantly, their hearts leaping into their throats.

Kotekawa Kami thrust out his longsword without any fancy moves, yet it struck each fireball with lightning precision, as if he had a radar activated.

"Bang!" A fireball suddenly exploded beside Kotegawa, leaving a charred patch on the arena.

Furutekawa Kami looked at the little priest.

The latter blushed slightly and made a minor mistake.

The audience below the stage were not as calm as Kotekawa; they watched with bated breath.

It was a real fireball!

"Again," the little priest whispered, as the five talismans shattered. He opened his palm and raised it high.

The five fireballs were raised to one point and transformed into a bright fireball three times its size, with an even more intense heat wave spreading outwards.

"Go!" A few seconds later, he hurled the fireball at Kotegawa Kami.

This fireball seemed somewhat "heavy" and moved a little slowly, but no one dared to underestimate it.

Perhaps this isn't a fireball, but a bomb?

Kotekawa Kami was also a little surprised. It seemed that the little priest wasn't as weak as he had imagined. Putting aside the shikigami and melee abilities, it was just a mage who seemed to be weak in melee combat?

He twirled his sword, circulating his inner energy and concentrating it at the tip. Just before the fireball reached him, he slashed diagonally, instantly splitting the large fireball in two. Immediately afterward, he unleashed two more sword strikes, which instantly transformed the two fireballs into five smaller fireballs that appeared virtually identical to the original ones.

Then, he drew his sword and stabbed the enemy to death.

The junior priest's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost burst into a tirade.

What kind of monster is this? I've never heard of fireballs that have fused together being able to separate!

The audience was stunned, but they instinctively cheered and applauded.

Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!

There are so many ways to play with a fireball!

Shirakawa Kurumi, sitting in the audience, seemed a bit dumbfounded. Kotegawa was even more impressive than she had imagined.

On the rooftop, the two middle-aged men silently put down their binoculars.

Amidst the deafening cheers from the playground, Yachiyo Kishi asked uncertainly, "He's restored?"

Shirakawa Taizan hesitated, "Impossible! It should just have used extremely high speed to cut the fused fireball into five."

The two fell silent again.

A moment later, Yachiyo Kishiyu frowned and said, "Shouldn't a fireball explode when it hits something? Why didn't it explode? Did you tamper with the talisman?"

Shirakawa Taizan rubbed his temples and said, "I don't know! Keep watching!"

On the stage, the young priest silently counted the number of fireballs he had thrown. Two-thirds of them had already been thrown. As agreed, the next ten were to be launched in a more proactive and aggressive manner.

He lowered his body, stomped his foot, and rushed forward, as if he had returned to that night. After getting close to Kotegawa, he began to run around him, constantly firing fireballs from his hands at faster speeds and more tricky angles.

Kotegawa Kamimi drew his sword calmly, using few fancy moves, but each strike was precise.

This time, the offense and defense were so fast that it was dazzling. No one blinked, no one spoke, and the crowded stadium fell completely silent.

There were only short, sharp sounds of swords and the whistling of fireballs.

All ten fireballs flew out quickly, and then quickly went out and dissipated.

The young priest approached Furudegawa Kami, clashed his sword with his own, then separated immediately, standing still and looking at each other.

The rehearsal is over.

A thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Kotekawa Kami sheathed his longsword, and the junior priest also slung his sword behind his back. They bowed and clasped their hands in greeting to the audience.

The young priest was slightly out of breath, his face flushed. The audition was a success. He smiled slightly and stepped off the stage.

Kotegawa Kami joined in, also beaming with joy.

Not bad, not bad. No rehearsal required, and it was a success on the first try. That's great.

The host excitedly jogged onto the stage, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of them, soon sparkling with admiration.

Suddenly, a large hand swept across her front.

The host was startled and looked down to find that the microphone in his hand had been suddenly snatched away.

The person who snatched the microphone was walking towards the stage, blocking the way for Kotekawa Kami and Shirakawa Nozomi.

The audience below the ring noticed this scene and were immediately astonished.

What's going on here?

Hu Tao, who was sitting in her chair, suddenly stood up, looked at the young man on the stage, and asked in surprise, "Jing Mi's brother? What are you going to do?"

The young man, still chewing gum, turned around, squinted, and said into the microphone, "Long time no see, Little Walnut. You've grown up to be even cuter! How about we go for a stroll around the school festival later?"

"It's over," Hu Tao thought to herself as she looked at him.

She saw Kotegawa's expression turn cold, and a fierce glint appear in his eyes.

On the rooftop, two middle-aged men shouted at the same time, "Oh no!"

"Is your third son going to die?!" Shirakawa Taizan was furious.

How dare he flirt with his precious daughter in front of so many people!

"Hurry up and hurry up! I'm afraid I'll lose a son if I'm late!" Yachiyo Kishi said with a bitter expression.

Chapter 90: Three Yachiyo Brothers

Below the stage, there was a buzzing sound from all directions.

Many people were completely bewildered as the young man suddenly appeared on stage.

The young man, chewing gum, was still catching up with Hu Tao. He smiled and said, "You've really grown into a beautiful woman! Do you have a boyfriend? How about you consider dating Onii-chan? Onii-chan is very gentle, you know."

Hu Tao frowned: "Jing Mi's brother, please watch your words! We are not acquainted!"

This person is still so annoying!

On stage, Kotekawa Kami's expression grew increasingly indifferent, emanating a faint but palpable killing intent.

The junior priest beside him trembled, stepped forward, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Jingcheng! Please have some self-respect!"

The young man slapped his forehead, suddenly realizing, "I almost forgot about the important matter. Let's wait a bit, until Onii-chan has taken care of something, then we can catch up."

He turned around, smiled at the young priest, and walked towards the center of the stage. As he passed Kotegawa Kami, he casually said, "Hey kid, don't go anywhere."

Kotegawa Kami watched him quietly.

The little priest closed his eyes; it was all over.

Below the stage, Hu Tao looked at Kotekawa Kami, who was just standing quietly with little expression, hesitated for a moment, and then stepped onto the stage.

There are so many people here, it's not good no matter what happens.

What if Kotegawa acts impulsively?