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Chapter 91: When in town, do as the Romans do

"hateful!"

His head was gripped tightly by an overwhelming force, lifting Nanami Kento high off the ground with his feet dangling in the air.

The fear of death and despair filled his mind, and as his consciousness gradually faded, even the cursed implements in his hands slipped unconsciously from his grasp.

"The chances of survival are 0."

Suddenly, Nanami Kento heard a gust of wind, like a blade slicing through the air, whistling and piercing.

The speed of the cold light was unbelievable. Accompanied by the chilling sound of flesh being cleaved, an extremely shrill scream came. Nanami Kento suddenly felt his body loosen and immediately lost his restraint, falling to the ground.

When Nanami Kento gritted his teeth and tore the thing off his head, he opened his eyes again and saw the Cursed Spirit clutching his bleeding wound, looking extremely pained. The ground in front of him was also covered with filth that was spraying out wildly.

The severed arm that Nanami Kento had forcibly torn off was also on the ground, the freshly cut fingers and arm muscles still trembling violently.

But what surprised Nanami Kento even more was that his unparalleled level two cursed spirit was no match for a thin figure.

At first, he thought it was either Natsume or Gojo who came to save him.

But it's neither!

He was a boy who looked about the same age as him, but he had never seen him before. He was holding a giant axe that was taller than an average person.

The black blade was incredibly light in his hand, slicing through the air with ferocious speed and emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

In that instant, he swung out dozens or even hundreds of blades, the speed of which was so fast that even Nanami Kento's eyesight was completely blurred. The gust of wind stirred up by the blades made it impossible for him to open his eyes and see clearly.

The axe swung down with a whoosh, and dozens of blood lines appeared on the cursed spirit's body.

In the howling wind, the cursed spirit's torn flesh, splattered blood, and scattered internal organs all exploded at the same time, sending blood and foam flying everywhere.

The blades that pierced through the barrier of flesh and blood pressed forward relentlessly, devouring everything around them until they destroyed all the vegetation and trees within a hundred meters of the cursed spirit before dissipating.

Judging from the marks on the ground, the entire training ground had been completely carpet-bombed, leaving it barren.

However, an invisible shield seemed to have been erected in front of Nanami Kento, protecting the ground behind and around him completely. In the barren area, he stood out like a secluded island, quite conspicuous.

"It seems like they went a bit too far."

The young man in casual clothes released the heavy axe, which plunged straight into the ground, and the dazzling blue power above it vanished like a dream.

He glanced at the heavy two-handed axe, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Although it's a bit heavy, I didn't expect it to feel so good in the hand."

"saved"

Wearing tattered clothes and looking utterly disheveled, Nanami seemed a bit silly and naive. He looked at the seemingly harmless young man smiling in the sunlight, never imagining that he was the creator of this catastrophic scene before him.

Nanami Kenji was quite certain that there was no such person in his school.

"Wait, is that Senior Xia You's technique?"

When they saw that the unidentified youth actually managed to gather the cursed spirit, which had been reduced to mere remnants, back into a sphere shimmering with blue light.

"Who exactly is this person?"

Nanami Kento became even more curious about the identity of his savior. Was he not a student at the Spellcasting Academy, so he was an elite trained by the three major families?

Exhausted and relaxed, Nanami Kento lost consciousness, muttering to himself even as he did so.

"But thank you."

The one who unleashed that swift attack was Kenmei Isayama. He had already foreseen this outcome when he saw Kento Nanami unleash his cursed power.

Alas, man-made machines cannot withstand attacks from techniques that are too specialized in destruction.

If Kenmei Isayama were to take over, killing him with a single blow would be the best method, but it's clear that Taketo Nanami doesn't yet possess that kind of strength.

Kenmei Isayama noticed

It wouldn't be hard for something unexpected to happen in this assessment, but he didn't intend to make a move at first.

After all, the supervisors of the High School of Sorcery are present, so why let Kenjiro Isayama take his place?

Unfortunately, the foolish woman on whom so much hope was placed failed in the end. Before she could even unleash her magic, she was already clutching her head in pain, groaning in agony, too weak to fight any longer.

Kenmei Isayama had no idea that the small shock from Warhammer 40K was so powerful; she still hasn't recovered from it to this day.

"Couldn't you have brought in either Jie or Gojo Satoru instead of having an injured player showing off like this?"

Given the circumstances, the only possible consequence was that the freshman, who could have had a bright future, would lose his life in the accident.

If Kenmei Isayama weren't there, it would be fine, but his presence is what's causing the problem.

Isayama Kenmei had previously shown some of his strength to Jie. If he couldn't even handle this cursed spirit, where would he put his face?

So Kenmei Isayama made his move, using some kind of mysterious cursed artifact.

This move truly reflects local customs, employing a fighting style befitting a "sorcerer."

It wasn't because Kenjiro Isayama meditated on what it felt like to chop a "person" with a long-handled two-handed axe.

This kind of slashing is really satisfying.

"Xianming!"

When Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu finally had time to look for Jianshan Xianming, they saw him sitting alone on a chair outside the basketball court.

Kenmei Isayama could tell that Haibara was worried about Nanami's injuries, so he sent him. After this unexpected accident during the grade's "monthly exam," everyone seemed to be busy all of a sudden, which led to Kenmei Isayama being neglected until the arrival of this duo.

"Long time no see, Jie, and Gojo-kun."

Kenmei Isayama was drinking a soda he bought from a vending machine when he noticed the two people approaching. He then tossed them a bottle of soda and a bottle of strawberry milk that he had already bought.

Isayama Kenmei had met Gojo Satoru once before, so he naturally recognized the silver-haired, sunglasses-wearing boy next to Guy. Furthermore, the little figures on the previous map had already labeled their names: Guy and Satoru.

Xia Youjie once complained to Isayama Kenmei that his best friend really loves sweets. So this refreshing sparkling water is for Xia Youjie, while the cloyingly sweet strawberry milk is for Gojo Satoru.

The two were caught off guard by being fed so suddenly.

Gojo Satoru didn't stand on ceremony with Isayama Kenmei either, and after saying "3Q" quite naturally and familiarly, he happily started drinking.

Seeing his friend like this, Xia Youjie felt even more helpless. He said...

"I'm sorry, Xianming, we should be the ones hosting you."

Chapter 92 Limitless Techniques

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Inside the gymnasium of the Spellcasting Academy

With a "swish", the basketball went into the net!

Slightly out of breath, Kenmei Isayama landed steadily on the ground after his jump shot.

"Ahhh, Xianming is so handsome!"

"If I were a girl, I would definitely fall in love with you right away."

"Wu, you're exaggerating too much."

Kenmei Isayama caught the basketball passed to him by Natsuyuu Jie under the basket with one hand, and said helplessly to Gojo Satoru, who was lying on his side on the ground.

"It's just a regular jump shot."

Only Kenmei Isayama, who made a friend named Satoru Gojo with a bottle of strawberry milk, would say something so exaggerated (and awkward).

"Ordinary? Xianming, you're too modest."

"Hahaha, you've almost blown Jay out of the water."

Gojo Satoru lay on the floor of the basketball court, his right hand bent and supporting his head, grinning as he looked at Kenmei Isayama and Natsuyuki.

On his head was something that looked like a scoreboard, formed from condensed magical power, and it was shiny and quite flashy.

With the pitch by Kenmei Isayama, the red number 35 jumped to 37, while the blue number on the other side was 6.

According to Wu Tiao Wu's incomplete statistics, within twenty minutes, Xianming had blocked Xia Youjie's attacks a total of fifteen times and defused thirty-five attacks.

Why did Kenmei Isayama start a one-on-one bullfight with Natsumi Yukichi? It was purely to kill time.

Kenmei Isayama came to the High School of Curses because he wanted to know if they could find information about the mark on his arm that was carved by some unknown entity.

This thing had no presence at all, and its curse power fluctuations were almost zero. It was only because the "Big-Headed Doll" curse spirit that had fallen from grace after killing that white-haired brat suddenly had an extra mark.

Therefore, Kenjiro Isayama should consult with Xia Youjie, but it would be best to have an in-person "consultation" for peace of mind.

At first, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Jie, those two bastards, were both very enthusiastic, thinking they could help Isayama Kenmei, and patted their chests, saying that the two of them knew everything.

But when Kenmei Isayama rolled up his sleeves to show them his cherry blossom tattoo, the two of them froze like puppets, unable to answer any of the questions.

Isayama Kenmei was instead mocked by the two of them, "Why is this tattoo so effeminate?" "It suits you very well, Kenmei."

In short, those two bastards were really good at playing both sides, and Kenmei Isayama finally understood why that tea-haired girl always wanted to fight them.

Both of them thought that their homeroom teacher, Yagami Masamichi, would know something. Isayama Kenmei also remembered that Mr. Akutabe seemed to have said before that if there were any problems with sorcery, it would be better to consult Yagami Masamichi than to study it alone, as this would save a lot of detours.

However, Masamichi Yagami is currently delayed by some matters and does not have time, but he said he would come over as soon as he finished what he was doing.

Even if we disregard the sentiment of being old friends, we must still consider the merits of Kenmei Isayama.