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

But she had only taken two steps when a deep voice sounded behind her: "What is the third brother up to now? Does he have to make a big fuss? Second brother, grab him down."

“Yes, brother!” another deep voice rang out.

Hu Tao immediately turned around and saw two towering men. Her eyebrows instantly lowered: "Jing Mi's eldest brother and second brother? You're both here? That's too much!"

The first man to speak looked down at him and said in a deep voice, "Don't mind him, Little Walnut. The third brother is just a bit frivolous, but he's not a bad person."

"Then he'll have to learn a lesson this time."

The third son of the Yachiyo family, Yachiyo Shizuka, walked to the edge of the stage, looked at the sea of ​​people below, grinned, cleared her throat, and said into the microphone, "Wow! That was quite a performance! Sword slashing fireballs! Whoosh, hahaha!"

He mimicked Kotegawa's sword-drawing movements with exaggerated gestures, but twisting his body made it look more like a funny face.

The audience burst into laughter.

"That's outrageous! What is he trying to do? Is he deliberately trying to mock people?" Glasses-kun and Takanashi's faces flushed red as they glared angrily at the stage.

The young priest on the platform also clenched his fists.

Kami Kotegawa remained silent, his expression unreadable.

After the audience had finished laughing, Yachiyo Shizuka stretched out her arms and said into the microphone, "But she's really amazing! She's such an outstanding junior! Highly skilled, and handsome too!"

He turned to look at Kotekawa Kami, smiling broadly, and said, "I happen to be a member of the Exorcism Society, so I'm quite pleased to see you. I'd also like to have my junior take over my fireball junior's skills. Do you dare?"

Upon hearing this, the audience below the stage suddenly realized, "So this guy came up here to cause trouble?"

A chorus of jeers erupted.

The student council member with braided hair reported the incident to the school, her voice trembling.

Several security guards went up on stage, surrounded Yachiyo Shizuka, and asked her to leave.

Shizuka Yachiyo cooperated, smiling as she walked off the stage, and handed over the microphone along the way.

He never intended to actually throw a fireball; he just came up to cause some trouble.

As he walked off the stage, Kotekawa Kami stepped forward, looking down at him disdainfully: "Don't go, let's have a fight."

A calm voice came from the speakers, and the crowd below immediately erupted in cheers.

"Let's fight!"

"Let's fight!"

"Let's fight!"

The security guards were immediately taken aback, their faces showing embarrassment.

Surrounded in the middle, Yachiyo Shizuka was stunned for a moment, then smiled broadly: "You asked for this, so don't say that a senior is bullying a junior."

Kami Kotekawa walked to the center of the stage: "If you're still standing here within ten seconds, I'll call you grandpa."

The cheers from the audience rose again, like a tsunami.

The two middle-aged men, who were burying their heads in the crowd, suddenly stiffened and then squeezed even harder into the crowd.

"Ten seconds?" Yachiyo Shizuka laughed loudly, "You're pretty arrogant!"

Just as the security guards were struggling with their dilemma, a sentence came through their walkie-talkie. After hearing it, the group left in silence and went offstage.

The young priest hesitated for a moment, looking at Kotegawa's back, saying nothing, and just stood quietly in place.

In this situation, there's no point in saying anything more.

The other two Yachiyo brothers, who were originally waiting for the security guards to bring Yachiyo Shizuka down, put their hands in their pockets. The second brother grumbled, "You can take down the third brother in ten seconds? I don't believe it."

"Just you wait and see!"

Only three people remained on the stage, and Kamiko Kotegawa tossed the microphone to the junior priest.

With a smirk on his lips, Yachiyo Shizuka suddenly produced a handful of talismans in his left hand. Then, he snapped his fingers, and a black fox shikigami, about 1.5 meters tall, appeared beside him, baring its teeth at Kotekawa Kamimi.

He looked at Kotegawa Kami with a smile: "My name is Yachiyo Shizuka, a Ming-rank priest. Oh, you probably don't know what a Ming-rank priest is. It's a priest who is even more powerful than a regular priest. So, are you ready to call me grandpa?"

Kami Kotegawa exhaled softly: "One second."

He lowered his body and suddenly lunged forward, his speed as fast as a blur!

Shizuka Yachiyo's pupils contracted, and the talisman in her left hand instantly burned away, transforming into streaks of bright flame that rushed forward.

"Go!" he shouted, and flames erupted from the shikigami at his feet as they lunged toward the charging Kotegawa.

Then he took out a handful of talismans.

But in the dim light, there seemed to be a brief flash of sword light.

Kotekawa saw that his speed had not decreased at all, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Yachiyo Shizuka, and the talismans that the latter threw out and the shikigami that pounced on him all missed.

"How is this possible!" Yachiyo Shizuka was shocked by Kotegawa's speed. He was about to recite the incantation, but in the blink of an eye, a hand had already grabbed his neck.

His voice abruptly stopped, his breathing tightened, he began to feel short of breath, and he met a pair of indifferent eyes.

Then, he was slammed to the ground, like a piece of cloth being swung up by unparalleled force and slammed onto the stage.

Just three seconds!

The cheers and screams from the audience were deafening.

Although it was only a few short seconds, it was absolutely amazing!

The speed was truly imperceptible! The movements were crisp and clean! They possessed an indescribable beauty! It made you want to cheer!

Everything below the stage was no longer relevant to Shizuka Yachiyo.

His vision began to blur, and he felt as if the pain was penetrating to the bone.

At this moment, Kotekawa Kami released his grip on his neck, slowly stood up, pointed his sword at his throat, and after a moment, he flipped his hand, drew the sword, and slapped it across his face with a "smack," saying softly, "Your mouth stinks."

Shizuka Yachiyo's cheeks swelled up instantly, and she started rolling on the ground in pain.

Kotegawa Kami watched quietly, then stepped towards him.

Just then, a low shout rang out from the side: "Enough!"

The sound of wind breaking came from behind. Kotekawa Kami turned his head and saw a thick stick resembling a Zen staff coming towards him.

A flame ignited in his eyes.

"Bang!" The stick struck his arm squarely, then snapped with a crisp crack.

The second brother, who had attacked in anger, looked at the broken part of his weapon and his expression suddenly changed. He stared at Kotegawa with great surprise and suspicion.

The audience below the stage was completely silent.

Shirakawa Kurumi silently covered Kotori Hanamai's eyes.

The bird, who was watching the flower dance intently, was suddenly stunned.

"He's angry." The junior priest, unable to stop him in time, silently lowered his raised hand.

"Clang!" The longsword was drawn, and the reflected light sent chills down the spines of all who heard it.

The second son of the Yachiyo family felt a sudden alarm bell ring in his heart. His hair stood on end and his scalp tingled. He roared, "Big brother! Something's wrong with this kid!"

A heavy sigh rang out.

The eldest son of the Yachiyo family walked up to the stage step by step. He looked at the broken stick on the ground, at Kotekawa Kami who had drawn his sword and was determined to kill, and at the third son who was lying behind him with blood coming out of his mouth. His face was heavy: "This student, you injured my third son and took a blow from the second son. Let's leave this matter here."

Kotekawa Kami's voice was low and deep: "Just give up like this? With your abilities?"

The eldest son of the Yachiyo family clasped his hands together, and three ferocious shikigami appeared around him: a black leopard, a powerful demon with explosive muscles, and a snow bear exuding cold air.

He spoke in a deep voice: "I am a high-ranking priest, and my brother is also a high-ranking priest. If we really fight, you might not be able to win!"

Kotegawa Kami took a step forward.

The two brothers opposite him both looked grim.

The shouts of "That's enough!" rang out again from below the stage.

Kamiko Kotekawa glanced at the stage and saw a group of specialists in special department uniforms come up to the stage. They shouted at the Yachiyo brothers, "Please leave the school immediately!"

The eldest son of the Yachiyo family recalled his shikigami, and the second son went over, grabbed Yachiyo Shizuka, and left the stage without saying a word.

"We messed up this time," the second brother muttered.

"Let's leave here first! Otherwise, we might get invited to the Special Branch for questioning." The leader lowered his eyelids.

On stage, Kotegawa Kami quietly watched the three brothers' departing figures before stepping off the stage amidst cheers.

Ever since the exorcism club was established at the school, all sorts of speculations and rumors have been flying around. But today, the exorcism club's first appearance directly showed everyone its strength—this is the exorcism club! A powerful exorcism club!

"That thick stick broke after hitting him, Kotegawa is really strong!" Yuka shouted loudly from the cheering crowd, yelling at Mikazuki beside her.

There were just too many people, and the two of them couldn't squeeze in at all, so they had to find a higher spot to keep an eye on things.

Mikazuki Haruka shouted, "The Yachiyo family is so annoying! I hate them!"

"That's right! I hate it too!"

At the very edge of the crowd, old man Yagi sighed, "I'm lucky I only took one kick!"

The four people next to them looked relieved; thankfully, they had admitted defeat early.

Offstage, Hu Tao breathed a sigh of relief. The Special Department staff arrived just in time; otherwise, a major accident could have occurred.

She turned to look for Kotegawa, only to find to her dismay that he was nowhere to be seen. Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly took out her phone to call him.

But at this moment, two middle-aged men suddenly appeared, each letting out a sigh of relief, leaning back in their chairs, panting and wiping away sweat.

Yachiyo Kishi sighed, "Oh dear, I've messed up this time!"

"That's what your third son deserves! You deserve it too!" Shirakawa Taizan coldly uttered two words.

Yachiyoshi shook his head, looking distressed.

Hu Tao, who was about to make a phone call, stared at the two of them in astonishment.

The young priest ran over to her with a grave expression and said, "Furugawa might have gone to find the Yachiyo brothers! This is the first time I've ever seen him so angry."

The two middle-aged men, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, looked up in astonishment.

Yachiyo Kishi looked up in astonishment: "What did you say? That kid went to find my boss? Isn't he afraid?"

The young priest then noticed him and immediately understood what was happening. He said coldly, "Uncle Yachiyo, you will regret this! Why is Kotegawa afraid? He's even killed a samurai!"

Shirakawa Kurumi looked at him intently and said, "You should go find it quickly!"