Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Kusakabe simply walked out slowly from the side of the stage, his steps steady and his face expressionless.

It looks like a walk in one's own backyard.

But no one would underestimate him because of this.

Because he made a gesture as he walked onto the stage.

Draw your sword.

Simple Realm - New Yin Flow Sword Drawing.

The moment the blade was drawn, a sharp magical force emanated from his body.

That aura was not flamboyant; in fact, it could be described as restrained.

But everyone who sensed this cursed power unconsciously tensed their backs.

It's the feeling of being watched by a wild beast.

It is not a roaring beast, but a silent beast lurking in the shadows.

That sense of oppression sent chills down my spine.

The sword was sheathed.

The breath disappeared.

Kusakabe walked up to the Zenji Naokijin and stood down.

He didn't say a word the entire time.

But everyone remembered that aura.

In the live stream, some knowledgeable people started explaining the facts.

"Atsuya Kusakabe, a first-class sorcerer and a master of the Simplified Domain!"

"The Shinkage-ryu sword draw is a true killing move, not just a fancy move."

"Did you see that move just now? It was executed flawlessly, without any mistakes."

"This is what a true strongman is—not someone who relies on flashy tricks, but on real strength."

Chapter 143 Student Battle 1

The third person to appear completely changed the atmosphere of the entire venue.

Seven Seas built people.

He descended from the sky.

Without any cushioning, without any fancy landing techniques, it's just a simple leap from a great height—

Then it crashed onto the stage.

"boom!"

Dust flew everywhere, and gravel flew in all directions.

He smashed a small dent into the stage floor, and cracks spread outwards.

The dust settled.

Nanami Kento stood up, dusted off his suit, and scanned the stands expressionlessly.

Then--

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

"Mr. Nanami!"

"Mr. Nanami! Ahhh!"

"I've been waiting for you!"

The cheers rose in waves, almost lifting the roof off the training ground.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

"Nanami Kento! My Superman!"

"This man is so handsome!"

"I'd really like to thank these office workers who seem to have fallen from the sky..."

"Dressed in a suit and tie, descending from the sky—is this the romance of adults?"

"Mr. Nanami! I want to have your child!"

"Calm down, upstairs..."

Qi Haijianren, a first-class sorcerer.

His strength may not be the strongest among all first-level sorcerers, but in terms of popularity and acclaim, he is undoubtedly number one.

none of them.

the reason is simple.

Kento Nanami is known for his gentleness.

His care for younger generations, concern for his peers, and protection of ordinary people are all evident to all.

Many young sorcerers have received his help.

Some were saved by him during missions, some were guided by him when they were lost, and some were simply won over by his reliable demeanor after going on missions with him.

"Working overtime is bullshit, but protecting others is not."

This phrase is Kento Nanami's favorite saying and his life motto.

He complained that the job was hard and that being a sorcerer was simply inhuman, but every time there was a mission, he was always the one who rushed to the front.

Knife mouth tofu heart.

That's exactly the kind of person I'm talking about.

Nanami Kento stood on the stage and bowed slightly towards the stands.

Then he looked up and, unusually, gave a faint smile.

The smile was very faint, almost imperceptible.

But it was enough to drive fans crazy.

He smiled!

"Mr. Nanami laughed! I'm dead!"

"It was worth it! This competition was definitely worth it!"

"Just for that smile, my trip today was worthwhile!"

Nanami Kento walked to the side of the stage and stood next to Zenin Naohito and Kusakabe Atsuya.

He didn't speak to anyone; he just stood there quietly.

But he had completely ignited the atmosphere in the stands.

Several more first-level sorcerers subsequently appeared as representatives.

Some use a burst of magical power to directly shatter the air on the stage, creating a huge shockwave.

At that moment, the entire training ground shook, and the audience in the stands felt the shockwave, their hair being blown into a mess.

Some use rare magical artifacts to draw a dazzling trajectory in the air before landing precisely.

The spellware emitted a blue light, leaving a long trail of light in the sky, which was incredibly beautiful.

Some even summoned their own shikigami and rode them on a grand entrance.

A colossal shikigami emerged from the void, radiating golden light, and slowly descended onto the center of the stage, carrying its master.

The scene was like something out of a myth.

In short, they're all incredibly witty and know how to create hilarious situations.

The host stood to the side, his mouth practically stretched from ear to ear.

The effect was even better than expected.

The number of viewers watching the live stream has exceeded 500,000 and is still growing rapidly.

The bullet comment section was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.

"He's handsome! He's really handsome!"

"What breed is that shikigami? I want to raise one too!"

"You're overthinking it. Shikigami aren't pets, thank you."

"If a Level 1 sorcerer is this strong, how strong must a Special Grade sorcerer be?"

"Don't worry, the top-tier one is coming soon!"

"I'm ready to take a screenshot!"

Several first-level sorcerers represented all

After their entrance, they stood neatly on both sides of the stage.

One row on the left, and one row on the right.

Everyone has their own place, and everyone has their own aura.

Standing together, they were like an insurmountable wall.

Their expressions varied, but their eyes were all focused.

They are waiting.

Waiting for the real protagonist.

The atmosphere at the scene grew increasingly tense and solemn.

The spectators in the stands involuntarily sat up straight and held their breath.