Heaven has bound me to weakness? I angrily unleash the Eight Gates!

"She really is a troublesome younger sister."

Maki smiled and slowly tightened her grip on the hilt of her sword. She could lose to anyone, but she would never lose to her little sister.

Chapter 73 Invasion

"Master of the Zen Temple, what exactly is going on with these two sisters?"

Angehime looked at the two people arguing on the screen, somewhat puzzled.

"Yeah, uncle, I remember they were pretty close, so why do they look like they're fighting to the death now?" Tian Tian asked, full of confusion.

She had watched the two sisters grow up. They were so close when they were little, spending every day together and inseparable. But as they grew up, they became like enemies.

"This is probably just the troubles of adolescence."

Zenji Jinsuke watched the two sisters fighting, a smile appearing on his face.

When kids reach their rebellious phase, they'll naturally throw tantrums. A fight should resolve that, right?

"Huh~ Uncle, that's a strange way of putting it."

Hearing Zenji Jinsuke, a middle-aged man, say these words, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

"Teacher, who do you think will win between these two sisters?"

The songstress stared at the two fighting on the screen with some anticipation. She knew Mai very well; she had worked very hard this past year. Born into a family like the Zenin family, her willpower was truly admirable.

"Of course he's my apprentice, is there even a question?"

Zenji Jinsuke clearly understood Shin'i's situation; the effects of the construction technique were incredibly powerful, allowing the constructed objects to remain in this world permanently.

It's equivalent to creating matter out of thin air using magical power.

This technique requires extremely high levels of magical power and consumes a great deal of it.

Originally, Makoto could only use one bullet a day at most. Now that the flaw has been fixed, her magical power will probably run out after just a few bullets.

If the opponent's physical skills are at Maki's level, then there is a chance of fighting back; otherwise, they are lambs to the slaughter.

"Teacher of the Zen Temple, don't underestimate Zhenyi, she is really hardworking."

Just as the songstress was speaking for Mayi, Maki on the screen had already gotten close to Mayi and cut the bullet that the other party was shooting at her with a single slash.

"Little sister, this is the seventh one, right? Your limit is one bullet. It's time to admit defeat."

Maki's understanding of Mai was still limited to the fact that Mai could only manufacture one bullet.

The pistol had run out of six bullets, and the opponent's magically constructed bullets had also been fired. At this point, the opponent had no power to resist anymore!

"You arrogant older sister, you're the one who lost!"

A bullet, imbued with blue magical energy, shot out once again from the dark barrel.

Maki was stunned; the bullet had already hit her face.

Yes, she should have realized that in a year, there would be some progress, and the second one was probably the limit.

Maki's superhuman physique allowed her to raise her arm and grab the bullet. The cursed power exploded in her palm, causing Maki to grimace in pain.

"Hiss—I guess I still can't catch bullets with my bare hands."

He threw away the bullet and shook his hand.

Don't tell me, it still hurts.

"Uncle, you're truly a worthy disciple of yours. Even something as simple as catching a bullet with your bare hands is so similar."

In the viewing room, Tian Tian looked at the Zen temple and said with a mocking gaze.

It was this same skill of catching bullets with bare hands that gave her the means to make a living; they really are from the same school.

"low profile."

Zenji Shinsuke waved his hand, saying it was just a bullet, not a nuclear bomb, nothing special.

"you lose!"

Maki strode forward, flipped the knife over, and prepared to use the back of the blade to tell her sister that her sister would always be her sister.

Another bullet was fired.

"..." Maki.

"You're being self-righteous again, dear sister."

Mai aimed at Maki and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four magical bullets were fired, blocking her movement. She didn't believe her sister could catch all four bullets at once!

"You've kept it well hidden, little sister."

Maki was deeply gratified. She knew Mai's situation very well, and to have achieved this much, one could imagine how much effort Mai had put in.

"Luckily, I have a mentor."

Maki's expression hardened, and veins bulged on her fair and smooth forehead. Wisps of white steam rose from her skin, and her blood boiled within her.

All aspects of bodily functions are rapidly improved, including perception, speed, and strength.

The bullet seemed to slow down considerably as it passed through my eyes.

His arm muscles bulged as he wielded his long sword.

"Clang clang..."

The long sword flashed and deflected all four bullets that were fired at it.

The figure appeared beside Zhenyi like a ghost, and the back of the knife slammed down hard.

With a "bang," Zhenyi felt a sharp pain in her back and was thrown forward, rolling several times on the grass, her nose bleeding from the impact.

With a smile, Maki pointed her long sword at the fallen Mai and said, "Little sister, you lost."

Upon hearing this, Zhenyi looked resentful and muttered under her breath, "Liar!"

"..." Maki.

"What just happened? Why did Maki suddenly speed up?"

In the viewing room, the singer was somewhat incredulous that Mai had actually lost, and lost so decisively.

"You taught her that, didn't you? I never imagined that someone could teach this kind of move to another person."

Gojo Satoru stared at the situation on the screen, somewhat surprised.

He naturally knew that Zenji Jinsuke possessed his own unique power, different from a curse, but a domineering power, or rather, a very pure and primal power.

"I said, can we learn this?"

Gojo Satoru inquired.

If sorcerers could also learn this skill, it would greatly enhance the power of the younger generation in the world of sorcery, and perhaps even bring about a major transformation in the world of sorcery.

"It's a real pity that this physical technique is specifically designed for people without magical power."

"Of course, it's not impossible for you to learn if you want, as long as you can prevent the generation of cursed power within your body."

Zenji Jinsuke looked at Gojo Satoru and smiled, "How about it? Want to give it a try?"

"Let's forget about it." Gojo Satoru decisively refused.

Putting aside how to prevent the generation of cursed power within his body, even if he could, he couldn't possibly abandon his powerful cursed arts to learn any physical techniques.

That's putting the cart before the horse.

"Just relax and watch the game."

After the brief exchange, everyone returned their attention to the meeting.

So much time has passed, and only two of the talismans on the wall have burned yet, which shows that everyone's mind is not on the competition.

As time went by, the game got better and better.

Miwa Kasumi, whose sword had been taken from her, wandered aimlessly through the woods. When attacked by Inu-maki's ranged spell, she naturally fell asleep immediately.

Seeing this, the songstress stood up and said, "I'll go there. I can't just leave her sleeping in such a dangerous place."

Even though the highest level of spirit used in the competition is only level two, it can't stop you from fighting back.

Just then, the talismans on the wall ignited simultaneously, the flames turning red.

The screen went black instantly, and I couldn't see anything.

"It's all red... Does that mean we won!" Gojo Satoru clapped his hands loudly and began to celebrate.

"It's also possible that it was exorcised by intruders."

"A curse has broken into the college? How is that possible? Has Lord Tianyuan's barrier malfunctioned?!"

"Regardless, this is an unexpected situation."

Moth looked at everyone, "Gojo Satoru, Tenten, the songstress, the Zen master, and the principal of Rakuganji Temple, you go into the competition venue to ensure the safety of the students. Miss Mei will stay here and provide the students with seats for the teachers. I'm going to find Lord Tengen."

Chapter 74: Gojo Satoru Banned

"Let's go, it's time to enjoy the prey."

Zen-in Shinsuke got up and walked outside.

This time, we must arouse maximum hatred; only by arousing maximum hatred can we eat our fill.

"You anticipated this outcome, yet you still say you're not an undercover agent."

Gojo Satoru followed and muttered something under his breath.

"What do you know? This is called foresight. You can know what's going to happen without leaving home."

Zen-in Shinsuke glanced at him.

"Hehe, then tell me, who is stronger, me or Sukuna in his prime?" Gojo Satoru asked casually.

He knew there was an undercover agent at the high school, but the possibility that this person was Zen-in Shinsuke was too low.

If you were to say that the other party was cooperating with the curse, probably no one in the entire college would believe it.

However, he really couldn't guess how the other party knew someone was going to cause trouble, unless the other party had some kind of cheat code.

Upon hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Zenji Shinsuke was taken aback and gave Gojo Satoru a strange look.

"What? You can't guess?" Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow.

"Half and half," Zenji Jinsuke replied, then quickened his pace toward the battlefield.

Several people followed closely behind.

Upon arriving outside and approaching the battlefield, the group saw a huge tent being set up in the sky.

"As expected, someone broke in. Gotō, go in first before the tent is put down!"

The songstress, seeing the curtains already set down, quickly reminded everyone that at least they shouldn't be isolated from the outside.

"It's no use, the debt has already been settled."

Gojo Satoru remained calm, his six eyes, hidden behind the blindfold, already revealing the complete tent.

However, to others, the account is still progressing slowly; it is actually just a visual illusion.

The group of five stopped in front of the black tent.

Gojo Satoru stepped forward and said, "In that case, let's break the curtain first."

With one hand outstretched, approaching the tent, Gojo Satoru intended to break it open by force.

The moment his palm touched the tent, a bolt of black lightning exploded in his palm, repelling Gojo Satoru away.

"How is this going?"

The songstress beside her had already reached her hand into the tent.

"I understand. This account is for me, a special account set up for Gojo Satoru. Everyone can enter, but Gojo Satoru is not allowed."

Gojo Satoru has realized that he is being targeted.