Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

The live stream attracted a huge audience.

This spectacle is unprecedented in the history of sorcery.

In the center of the training ground, a huge barrier has been erected.

It was a hemispherical, transparent barrier that enveloped the entire training ground.

The barrier is said to be strong enough to withstand attacks from a top-tier sorcerer, protecting both the spectators in the stands and preventing the aftershocks of the battle from spreading to the outside world.

The lingering power of the curse filled the air, sending chills down one's spine.

The auras of various powerful figures clashed and intertwined, like the calm before a storm.

Sunlight streamed through the barrier, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

A gentle breeze swept by, bringing a touch of coolness.

everything's ready.

Just waiting for the opening.

Just then, in a corner of the stands, a young sorcerer was frantically typing on his phone.

His name is Tanaka, and he is a newly promoted Level 3 sorcerer who is here today as an audience member.

Tanaka: "Brothers, I'm on the scene!"

Tanaka: "This is incredible!"

His chat group immediately erupted in chaos.

"Really? You really went in?"

Have you seen a top-tier sorcerer?

"Take a picture! Quick!"

Tanaka quickly raised his phone, took a picture of the center of the training ground, and sent it over.

In the photo, the enormous barrier glitters in the sunlight, and the stands are packed, creating a magnificent scene.

The group chat instantly erupted in excitement.

"Holy crap, that's so cool!"

"I'm so jealous! I want to go too!"

"Hey bro, can you get me Gojo Satoru's autograph?"

"Are you dreaming? Do you think it's so easy to get Gojo Satoru's autograph?"

"Tch, what if?"

Tanaka looked at the messages in the group chat, and a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.

He was actually quite nervous.

After all, this was his first time attending such a large-scale gathering of sorcerers.

In the center of the training ground, a huge barrier has been erected.

The lingering power of the curse filled the air, sending chills down one's spine.

This grand event began with a magnificent opening ceremony.

It is completely different from the opening ceremony of a sports meet in the ordinary world.

In those kinds of events, it's nothing more than showcasing technology, culture, and group exercises, with all sorts of fancy formations and special effects that dazzle the eyes, but always feel like something is missing.

The opening ceremony of the sorcery world was much simpler and more direct.

Show off the strong, show off the geniuses, show off the power.

No unnecessary decorations, no elaborate song and dance performances, and certainly no speeches by leaders that put the audience to sleep.

There is only one person on the stage.

host.

His only role was to announce the program.

The host was a man in his early thirties, dressed in a sharp suit, with his hair neatly combed.

He stood in the center of the training ground, holding a microphone in his hand—though he didn't really need it, as his magical power was enough to make his voice carry to every corner.

The microphone was just for show.

Or perhaps it's to enhance the sense of ritual associated with the live stream.

"Everyone!!!"

The host's voice amplified through the power of the spell, spreading to every corner and even penetrating the barrier to reach the farthest part of the stands.

"Welcome to the first Grand Spell Arts Tournament!"

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the stands.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, and the number of viewers instantly exceeded 100,000.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

"It's finally starting!"

"Who is this host? He's quite handsome."

"I don't know, but her voice is very nice."

"Amplified sound by magical power? That's incredibly advanced!"

The host smiled slightly and waited for the applause to subside a little before continuing:

"Next, please enjoy the opening ceremony – the appearance of the representatives of the first-level sorcerers!"

The moment the words were spoken, everyone held their breath.

Level 1 Spellcaster.

That already puts them at the upper echelons of the world of sorcery.

To ordinary people, he is like a superman.

Today, they will witness firsthand how these superheroes make their appearance.

The first to appear was the head of the Zen-in family.

Zenji Nakabijin.

This name is renowned throughout the world of sorcery.

The Zen-in family is one of the three great families in the world of incantations. It has a long history, profound heritage, and has produced many talented people throughout the ages.

As the current head of the family, Zenin Naohito's strength is even more unfathomable.

The spell he used was a projection spell.

The key feature of this technique can be summed up in one word.

fast.

So fast you can't see it.

It happens so fast that before your brain can even process it, it's already over.

The spectators in the stands only felt a blur before their eyes, as if something had swept past their heads.

The speed was so fast that it left no afterimage; it was like a streak of light.

When they blinked unconsciously—

The person is already standing in the center of the stage.

"..."

The scene was silent for a fraction of a second.

Then a deafening cheer erupted.

"That's too fast!"

"I didn't even see how he moved!"

"Is this projection spell? It's terrifying..."

"The head of the Zen family truly lives up to his reputation!"

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

"??? Where is everyone?"

"How come I didn't see anything?"

"They've already appeared? No way?"

"I replayed it three times, but I still couldn't see it clearly..."

"Is this what a level one sorcerer is like? I'm in love!"

Zenji Naokijin stood in the center of the stage, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his expression serene.

He was dressed in a dark kimono, his hair was gray, but he was in good spirits and had sharp eyes.

He had a faint smile on his face, and seemed to be in a good mood.

He didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly, as if to greet everyone present.

Then he walked to the side and quietly waited for the next person to appear.

Masterful demeanor, perfectly controlled.

The second person to appear was Atsuya Kusakabe.

A veteran powerhouse among first-level sorcerers.

With solid skills and rich experience, he is a role model for many young sorcerers.

His entrance was much more "ordinary" compared to that of Zenji Naohito.

There's no lightning speed, no exaggerated special effects.