Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

The woman in the black suit stood with her arms folded, her eyes closed and a faint smile, looking relaxed.

In the distance, there were a few young people standing around watching.

Inside the venue, a cloud of dust suddenly rose in front of the woman, and the yellow sand obscured her vision, but she remained calm and slowly waved away the dust in front of her.

The bright sunlight shines on her delicate face, and the black suit makes her look slim.

Suddenly, a blurry figure appeared behind her, as shadowy as a ghost - it was a young man in a technical high school uniform.

He kicked the ground hard, leaned forward and sprinted, rapidly approaching the blind spot of the woman's vision. At the same time, white energy in his hand continued to flow, and the white energy ball around him suddenly became bright and surging. The next moment, his speed increased even more, and his figure almost left an afterimage. In less than half a breath, he moved to one meter behind the woman, and then he punched out with his right fist that had been ready for a long time, aiming directly at the woman's shoulder.

Several people watching from a distance gasped and exclaimed in surprise.

——What a good secret plan!

Glass, who was standing under the shade of the tree, was also paying close attention to every detail of the field. In her opinion, Su Ze's attack was impeccable in both idea and timing. He first deliberately covered the enemy's sight, blurring his true position, and making the enemy always on guard. Then he did the opposite, actively abandoning Yang Chen's cover, holding his breath and concentrating his attention to attack from the rear.

It's perfect, almost textbook.

Glass applauded Su Ze in her heart.

"...Unfortunately, it's still too late." The white-haired man lying on the bench spoke weakly.

His clothes were tattered and he was covered in dust and dirt.

Nitro, who was treating him, was startled.

……

Inside the venue, the woman with white hair and a high ponytail tilted her head slightly, looked at Su Ze who was rushing towards her from behind, and gave a charming smile.

"Oops!" Su Ze thought to himself that it was not good, but his huge inertia kept him rushing forward -

He gritted his teeth and silently recited a mantra. In an instant, his whole body was covered with Qi. The rich and pure Qi suddenly became heavy and steady. At this time, he was about to touch the woman's back.

Unexpectedly, the next moment the woman suddenly bent down, and her reaction speed was even faster than Su Ze who was blessed by Qi. Her legs were still upright to maintain balance, but her ponytail almost hung to the ground.

Su Ze wrapped his whole body with Qi, and as expected, his punch missed. He flew into the air, almost parallel to the ground.

Su Ze almost brushed against her chest, and the two of them crossed each other in an X shape. Su Ze glanced at the woman in a very short time - she was squinting and smiling at him.

……No way?

A bad guess suddenly arose in his mind.

The woman suddenly supported herself on the ground with both hands, using her waist as the axis, swinging her lower limbs, and her high ponytail was thrown to the side by the force. She slightly bent her legs and retracted them, gathering strength for a moment. Then she suddenly pulled them out, like a steel whip, straight at Su Ze - the whistling wind blew his face painfully, and Su Ze, who was suspended in the air, had no fulcrum to rely on, so he had to lower his head, shrink his shoulders, and cross his arms to protect his face and chest.

boom--

There was a muffled sound.

With the woman's feet as the center, dust suddenly rose up in the three-meter area around her; the next moment, a thin figure flew out from the dust.

There was a small commotion among the crowd.

Su Ze only felt that his forearm lost consciousness for a moment, followed by a sharp cracking sensation like a broken bone. He felt as if he was hit hard by a heavy hammer - or he felt like he hit a thick wall; he was hit by a completely elastic collision with the same speed and opposite direction.

The dead high school physics attacked him again!

But Su Ze, grinning, had no time to sigh - the woman who followed him almost immediately emerged from the sand and dust, and threw a straight punch at his face. Su Ze, who was still in the air, suddenly bent his knee and thrust forward, aiming at the woman's elbow joint and thrusting hard. The knee joint wrapped in Qi was full of momentum, effectively interrupting the woman's force.

The remaining force hit Su Ze's jaw with just the right amount of force, causing him to fly backwards and fall to the ground.

The two of them suddenly opened up a distance of nearly seven or eight meters between them.

Under the old locust tree.

Squatting beside the bench, Naoko was so busy watching the fight that she didn't notice that Gojo, a student lying in front of her, was already dying...

"Glass, I think you should pay attention to me first - I feel like my stomach is about to be filled with internal bleeding..." Gojo Satoru, who was lying on the ground, said weakly. He no longer looked like a dandy who deserved a beating.

"Oh, that makes sense." Upon hearing this, Glass lowered her head, and the white and soft cursed power in her hands slowly flowed out, slowly but effectively healing Gojo Satoru's internal injuries.

Xia Youjie, who was leaning against a tree trunk nearby, said, "Wu, what do you think of Ze's battle performance this time?" He also had scratches all over his face, the collar of his uniform was torn, and his hair was rough.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and muttered, "Not so good. Need I say more about Miss Mingming's taijutsu level? She's simply a monster!"

He opened his arms to express his sigh, and the pain from the strained shoulders and back made him groan continuously.

Inside the venue.

Su Ze slowly took up his stance, the dust-free wind brought by the Qi floating around him, the dust on the ground separated on its own, forming a Tai Chi Yin and Yang under his feet. He stepped on the Yin and Yang fish eyes with his feet respectively, and in just a few breaths, the astonishingly powerful energy ball gathered around him.

Mingming, whose clothes were not wrinkled at all, put one hand on her waist and waited patiently for him to make all the preparations, with her red lips slightly raised.

"Hey, Ze, doesn't this count as using a technique?" Gojo Satoru, who was still lying flat, said dissatisfiedly.

"Not really. This can be considered as cursed energy assistance at best. Teacher Yoga originally said that cursed energy can be used to amplify the body... but you can't use spells to attack directly." Geto Suguru continued, with a strange tone in the last sentence.

The obvious meaning is that they should practice physical skills.

After all, Mingming, who specializes in physical skills, has been invited.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful your spell is, wouldn't it be funny if you were killed instantly by a close-range basic attack?

"When you're ready, I'll come...!"

Mingming thrust his hips sideways, and pushed off the ground before uttering the last word, causing the pronunciation of "lao" to be distorted in the wind. His white hair was particularly noticeable, and the onlookers only felt as if a white lightning flashed past quickly -

However, her target, Su Ze, appeared to be exceptionally steady and calm.

The wind was howling and he saw the fist about to hit his face, but he was not moved at all.

He lowered his eyebrows and let out a light breath. Then he took a step forward with his left foot, leaned his body to one side, and then pushed his right hand outward from his chest, forming a subtle angle with Mingming's fist.

The result of this angle, which was neither big nor small, was that Mingming failed to hit Su Ze at all, and at the same time, the palm wrapped in Qi easily slipped away her fist force.

Mingming, whose direction had been changed, now had her back to Su Ze. She quickly stopped, then raised her right leg and fiercely kicked Su Ze's calf. At the same time, she clenched her left fist, raised her forearm and quickly smashed it behind her.

Su Ze took another step, and the Yin-Yang shape under his feet moved with it. He put his left hand in front of his forehead and took Mingming's punch. At the same time, he kicked out with his right foot, hitting Mingming's calf directly, neutralizing her attack and launching an effective counterattack.

This time, Mingming gave Su Ze enough time to prepare, and attacked in a hurry, so he was at a disadvantage in the first round.

Su Ze exerted force with his right foot, and Mingming's right leg lost its support in an instant, bending forward, and the whole person's right side also leaned forward. Su Ze quickly adjusted his left hand, locking Mingming's wrist at a tricky angle, and exerted slight force backwards at the same time.

So Mingming seemed to be temporarily restrained by Su Ze.

At this time, the two people's postures seemed a little strange: Su Ze's right foot was pressed against Mingming's leg to prevent her from standing up again; his left hand tightly grasped Mingming's wrist and pulled it behind him. In addition, Su Ze was taller than her, so it seemed that Mingming's left arm was hung high...

Su Ze's right hand was idle, with layers of Qi balls covering it, ready to make a crucial blow at any time.

Mingming's right hand hung casually at her side. She lowered her head, her bangs covering her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Su Ze, who was at a disadvantage just now, turned the situation around with just one move.

The senior students around cheered at once.

"What now...?" Xia Youjie asked the same question again with a dazed expression.

"I don't know either... I've never been good at physical skills." Gojo Satoru was also surprised and he was not sure.

Glass stopped working again as she was attracted by the fight over there.

……

"Why don't you continue?" Mingming let Su Ze hold her, she leaned forward and asked softly.