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

Chapters 135 are a foregone conclusion.

Hu Tao's opponent was a burly man about the same height as Kotegawa, holding a Zen staff and with a face full of scars.

He glared at Hu Tao with the look of a giant wolf poised to hunt.

The man on the platform didn't look like a burly high school student.

He whispered, "Is Walnut a match for him?"

Kotegawa, standing with his arms crossed, casually remarked, "They haven't even fought yet, how can you tell?"

The young priest glanced at him sideways before turning his attention back to the stage.

Hu Tao seemed more relaxed than he had expected; his katana remained sheathed, giving off a casual vibe.

He got a little angry when he saw this. Didn't you see how difficult your opponent was to deal with?

"Don't be careless!" The words slipped out of his mouth.

Immediately, many eyes turned to him from all around.

Even Walnut's opponent turned his head slightly.

On the stage, Hu Tao blinked, pressed one hand on the hilt of the knife, and leaned down slightly.

After the preparation time was over, the referee standing on the edge shouted "Start!" Hu Tao's opponent's eyes suddenly widened, he shouted, took a few steps closer, and with a whooshing sound, his staff struck Hu Tao's shoulder without mercy.

The atmosphere suddenly turned tragic, and the referees on the edge of the line instantly became more vigilant to prevent any potential deaths or injuries from losing control!

Despite being attacked first, Hu Tao showed no sign of panic. A murderous aura suddenly appeared on her beautiful face. Then, as if in a flash, Hu Tao disappeared from the spot.

The staff's strike missed its mark and crashed to the ground with a loud, crisp sound.

The burly man glared and, without hesitation, swung his staff behind him.

The sound of wind breaking was short and sharp as the staff struck the air solidly.

He looked around and was immediately taken aback.

It seemed that he was the only one left on the stage.

"You've forfeited?" He instinctively looked at the referee, who was shaking his head.

Suddenly, a chill appeared without warning on his chin, reaching his throat. The sharp, painful touch made him freeze instantly.

He controlled his gaze and looked down. He saw the girl who had disappeared somewhere earlier was now standing to the side, not even looking at him, but the tip of her katana was pressed directly against his throat.

The difference in strength was too great... The referee walked forward expressionlessly and waved his hand: "The winner is Kano Private School!"

Hu Tao sheathed his sword and waved to Kotekawa and his younger brother who were clapping in the audience.

The burly man who lost was still standing there in a daze. When the referee urged him to leave the stage, he looked at Hu Tao, who had already returned to his original position, and asked hesitantly, "Where did you hide just now?"

"Huh? I didn't dodge!" Hu Tao said casually, "You're just too slow."

"Slow reaction?" He was even more confused. At the referee's urging, he took his staff and stepped off the stage, passing by his nervous teammates.

Platform adventure!

Kotekawa didn't quite agree with this statement. Looking at the stage, he said, "You underestimate her. She's actually much stronger than she was a few months ago. It seems that the training trial is quite useful! I suggest you give it a try too."

"That's her master, not mine..." The little priest seemed to recall some unpleasant memory and shut his mouth sullenly.

The second person to go on stage was also a burly man, who looked like a senior from the third year of high school. He was also holding a Zen staff, and his expression was solemn as he looked at Hu Tao.

Judging from the fact that their own striker was defeated with almost no chance to fight back, this little girl clearly has the shadow of a martial arts school!

Kotekawa Kami turned his head slightly to look at the group of people standing on the other side of the stage. There stood a group of burly men, led by a bald monk with his hands clasped together.

“No wonder they all use staffs as weapons…” He turned his gaze away thoughtfully, then looked at the serious-looking junior priest beside him and said softly, “Stop looking, get ready, you’re going to go up and fight the second half.”

The young priest took a deep breath, turned around and sat back in his chair, closing his eyes to calm himself.

Kotegawa didn't say anything, nor did he change his mind because the man opposite him was strong.

This is only the first match of the preliminaries, and his opponent is a half-crippled one. If even a minor priest is too timid to go on stage, it would be too disrespectful.

The second match began, and Hu Tao changed his fighting style this time, not even drawing his sword.

She remembered what Kotegawa said and knew his plans, so she put in even more effort than in the first game.

To be frank, if Shirakawa Nozomi weren't her own brother, she wouldn't even bother with him!

Having watched the previous match, the burly man opposite him dared not be careless in the slightest. He did not rush to attack, but instead held his staff horizontally in front of him, keeping his eyes fixed on Hu Tao to prevent her from suddenly disappearing from the game.

Seeing her opponent so cautious, Hu Tao was speechless. If it were her usual style, she would have grabbed a handful of poisoned darts and thrown them one by one when she encountered someone like this... But that was definitely not the way to do it now.

She gripped the longsword in reverse, her petite figure appearing even smaller in comparison to her opponent. She let out a crisp shout, her figure suddenly moving forward. Just as the latter's eyes widened and he swung his staff in a counterattack, she suddenly accelerated and kicked him in the back of the knee.

However, his strength was clearly insufficient; he only managed to kick his opponent so hard that his leg bent slightly before returning to its original position, putting himself in danger.

She showed no sign of discouragement, after all, she wasn't known for her strength. She simply took a deep breath and moved away as if leaving a trail of afterimages, continuing to look for opportunities to wear down her opponent.

The match was rather boring. The onlookers were puzzled as to why the students of Luye Private School had suddenly become "stupid." It wasn't until a minute later, when Hu Tao saw that her opponent was covered in sweat and breathing heavily, that she suddenly drifted away, raised her hand to concede defeat, and bowed after the referee announced her opponent's victory. She then turned around and took a few steps off the stage.

On the arena, the burly man holding the Zen staff was also somewhat puzzled and even wanted to ask questions.

Hu Tao, however, didn't care about that.

She walked straight up to the junior priest who was getting up to go on stage and said bluntly, "If you lose this match too, I'll break your legs when we get back!"

The young priest's face darkened, and he strode towards the arena.

Kami Kotekawa, who was standing next to her, handed her a bottle of tea and said, "Why do you lose your patience at times like this?"

Hu Tao wrinkled her nose: "It's so infuriating! This brat hasn't endured enough hardship, that's why he's so weak. If he were as strong as you, I'd be laughing in my sleep!"

She tried to train her younger brother using her old training methods, but her father stopped her and told her not to do anything reckless... It really made her furious.

Kotegawa remained silent.

Neither of them returned to their seats; they stood to the side, watching the junior priest on the arena.

The young priest was a little nervous, as this was his first time experiencing something like this.

This feeling was even stronger than when he first encountered a monster.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, the tip pointing diagonally towards the sky, assuming a "mid-range stance" that allowed him to both attack and defend.

This kind of venue is too disadvantageous for priests and onmyoji who do not use shikigami, but this cannot be an excuse to lose the game.

If he wants to protect Yu Zi, he must become strong himself!

"The match begins!" the referee shouted.

The young priest felt a surge of heat throughout his body, stared at his opponent, let out a loud shout to bolster his courage, and then launched a rapid and fierce attack.

He seemed intent on taking down his opponent in one fell swoop.

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This is clearly an irrational tactic; only a complete newcomer would do this on their first time on stage.

Kotegawa asked with some doubt, "The little priest shouldn't lack experience, right? Or perhaps his master didn't teach him?"

Hu Tao was a little annoyed: "I heard from my mother that he was particularly depressed for a period of time and didn't want to cultivate anymore. His relationship with his master and fellow disciples was also very strained. Over the years, he has been practicing hard on his own. Occasionally, when he goes out to do some tasks, he is just sent by others to watch bicycles!"

Strength is something that is always earned through hard work and can never be faked. Now, on this platform, the little priest's true close combat strength is on full display.

Kami Kotekawa, who was standing next to him, said softly, "We can't entirely blame him... To be honest, I understand why something like what happened to Tamako happened... It's okay, there's still time, there's still a chance to grow."

Hu Tao puffed out her cheeks and nodded sullenly. If she didn't know the truth, she probably would have had a stroke from anger at her useless younger brother.

On the stage, the burly man, who had been under a fierce attack, finally came to his senses and realized that his opponent was a complete novice. His eyes immediately flashed with a fierce light.

A little over a minute later, the young priest, whose forehead was red, looked more relaxed.

He won, though it was a hard-fought victory!

Kotegawa was clapping his hands, looking at him without a trace of surprise.

The match was quite brutal. Although the burly man was badly worn down by Hu Tao, he still had his foundation and strength. When he fought the rookie priest, he almost won the match with one blow several times. In the end, the priest risked taking a blow and then slashed at the man's neck with a knife. If the referee hadn't intervened in time, the burly man would have been beheaded.

Well... although the game was played terribly and was hard to watch, the result was good and the intended purpose was achieved.

The final match was about to begin, and the burly man who went up first cast his gaze toward the distant Furude River.

Kotegawa handed the sword pouch to Kurumi and went onto the ring empty-handed.

If everyone had to draw their swords in the preliminary rounds, it would be too unfair.

Hu Tao watched the match with great interest, as it was almost a foregone conclusion. She rarely saw Kotegawa use his fist and foot techniques.

The little priest, whose injuries were being examined and bandaged by the doctor, watched silently.

Fujiwara-sensei, who had been sitting on the lounge chair, glanced at the time.

The students from Radiant Academy who were watching silently behind them all looked nervous.

The instructor insisted on playing, which meant they would inevitably run into Kano sooner or later...

On the stage, the referee looked at Kotegawa, who came up empty-handed, with a slightly surprised expression, and said sternly, "Are you sure you don't want to use a weapon?"

"Please begin." Kotegawa cupped his hands, looked at his opponent, and assumed a fighting stance.

The burly man opposite him sensed the disdain but made no comment; instead, his gaze held an even stronger sense of oppression.

If this guy doesn't know what a "general" is, he'll remember this forever!

The referee had seen all sorts of people. He had only asked one question, and seeing the situation, he didn't bother to say anything more and simply announced the start of the match.

The burly man carrying a monk's staff strode over, and when he was about two meters away, the staff suddenly became a blur in his hand and thrust forward like a venomous snake hunting a rat, as fast as lightning.

"Clang!" A slightly crisp sound rang out.

The burly man, who was thrusting forward with all his might, suddenly felt as if he had stabbed steel; no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail.

Kotekawa Kami, holding the end of the thrusting staff, calmly redirected the force, twisting his waist slightly, and flung the staff and the person holding it off the stage.

The burly man was dazzled for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he was already standing on the arena.

Kami Kotekawa stood up and looked at the dumbfounded referee, who quickly recovered and announced the victory with a look of surprise.

Kotegawa bowed again and walked off the stage.

Tai Zi whispered, "It really is a foregone conclusion."