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

Someday in November.

early morning.

Su Ze was still wearing the same black sportswear, his steps were slow and steady, the shape of his feet matched closely with the momentum of his hands. His forearms were gently lowered, his palms were slightly raised, his five fingers were slightly bent, and the intangible Qi was gently circulated by him, flowing through his limbs and bones.

He closed his eyes lightly and breathed evenly and slowly. For a moment, the clear jade-like Qi seemed to stir the heaven and earth, flowing into his meridians throughout his body.

"What's wrong, Jie? You've been standing there for a long time--" Su Ze asked softly without stopping, and the increasingly pure Qi moved along with his shape and intention.

"Can your boxing skills really communicate with the 'spiritual energy of heaven and earth'...?" Xia Youjie clenched his fist and supported his chin, standing about seven or eight meters in front of Su Ze, quietly watching Su Ze who was surrounded by countless Qi balls.

"...I think that's what it's called." He added uncertainly.

"To be honest, I can't really comprehend the mystery. What I'm doing now is just copying the old sages..." Su Ze still looked leisurely, his figure free and clear. Even if he was wearing modern sportswear, he couldn't help but make people feel like an immortal in the clouds.

"When you practice Tai Chi, it feels like you have traveled back hundreds of years ago..." Xia Youjie was not used to Su Ze who suddenly looked ancient. "You said so, but I think you are the closest to the 'Tao' among the three of us--"

"...You want to say 'field'." Su Ze said.

"...Yes." Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows slightly embarrassedly. How come he was also infected like this?

"What? You've just been promoted to the first level, and already you're thinking about special level matters?" Su Ze slowly extended his palm, jokingly saying.

"Just a thought."

"Do you want to get some experience from me?" Su Ze smiled lightly, turned around and moved away, while turning his wrist and clenching his fist.

"Yes." Xia Youjie admitted frankly. "Among the few of us, you have gone the furthest in this regard... Your flying sword's 'cave heaven' is more like a weakened domain--"

In his opinion, his mantra power and fierce momentum were not as good as Wu's, his form and mind were not as free as Ze's, and his comprehension talent and technique were not as good as Gaozi's...

"Pfft——" Su Ze couldn't help laughing and slowly stopped.

"...Jay. What do you think of my strength?"

"...very strong." He didn't understand why Su Ze suddenly asked this.

Su Ze opened his eyes and continued, "What if we judge it according to the standards of a sorcerer?"

"...Hmm," Geto Suguru was silent for a moment, "He's just an ordinary person, with a little bit of cursed energy generated by his emotional fluctuations."

"Yes." Su Ze opened the thermos cup and took a sip. It contained wolfberries that had been soaked in advance.

"So you are trying to find the secrets of the field of spells from me, a non-traditional magician? Isn't this going in the wrong direction—"

"But--" Geto Xiayou frowned and wanted to speak.

"——Besides, how do you know that you yourself are not a pioneer on another 'path'?"

Su Ze interrupted him softly. Her eyes were sharp as she looked at him, and there was a rare sharpness in her eyes.

For a moment, Geto Xiayou wanted to look away.

"Jie——" Su Ze closed his eyes, retracted the sharpness in his eyes, then he breathed a sigh of relief and spoke.

"You are thoughtful and considerate, which is your strength. But sometimes you end up trapped in a corner and end up in a blind spot..."

Su Ze, speaking in a serious and mature manner, walked over and patted his shoulder gently.

"Everyone has his or her own strengths and weaknesses. Why should you be so rigid about one person or one thing?"

After Su Ze finished his boxing and drinking his hot water, he turned around and walked towards the dormitory. He waved to Xia Youjie with his back to him, and the back of his hand was actually a little red?

——It feels like being scalded.

Xia Youjie raised his eyebrows and helplessly watched his back disappear at the door. Then he tilted his head to look at the shoulder that had been patted just now. It seemed a little wet - and he could also smell the faint scent of wolfberry.

It turned out that the hot water spilled on his hands... No wonder he kept taking pictures.

Xia Youjie felt that this was Su Ze's revenge on him - for the incident at the end of the previous exchange competition when he smeared Wu's saliva on his shoulder.

"Everyone has his or her own strengths and weaknesses. There's no need to stick to this...right?" He shook his head, throwing away the troubles that had been bothering him for a while.

The bangs on her forehead also swayed charmingly.

"Oh, by the way, Jie——" Su Ze's head suddenly popped out from the dormitory door.

"I have made some new progress in my craft recently..."

...Oops.

——Another trouble that had been bothering him came back.

……

During the entire day of classes today, Geto Suguru seemed absent-minded. He didn't even play a prank on Gojo Satoru who was sleeping soundly in class, nor did he respond directly to his provocation.

"What's wrong with Geto today?" Nishiko also noticed his abnormality.

"I don't know. During this period, he has these few days every month when he feels... depressed and frustrated?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head, looking at the dejected back of Geto Suguru as he walked away, very puzzled.

He slapped his head, pointed over there and stammered, "Could it be...could it be that he is having 'that' moment? I heard that everyone has it when they reach a certain age-"

"Idiot! That's something only girls have..." Glass covered his face, worrying about his poor knowledge of physiology.

As for Su Ze, who was packing his things, he knew the whole story, but he didn't explain it. He quickly packed up, said hello to the two of them, and left.

"...Ze-kun seems to be acting weird for a few days every month recently?" Glass stared at the ceiling, frowning her pretty eyebrows as she thought.

……

A deserted alley.

The dirty water and mud on the ground were sticky together.

The small advertisements and the moss in the cracks of the wall complement each other.

A black wild cat scurried past.

Leaving behind a long and light "meow" echo.

"Are you ready?"

"……Um."

"Are you really ready?"

"...Cut the nonsense."

"Then here I come——"

The sound of approaching footsteps.

"Hey, don't block it so tightly, how can I do this..."

Su Ze leaned his head close to Xia Youjie, with a rich ball of Qi surging in his palms.

Master Xia held something in his hands, looking embarrassed. There seemed to be a struggle between himself and others in his heart.

Su Ze reached out and took it. The flawless Qi wrapped around it.

"Forget it, don't come. I can do it myself--" Master Xia made up his mind.

"Hey, why is this happening! I'm right here, come on, open your mouth——"

If you take the conversation out and look at it separately, it seems that there are problems everywhere.

...In fact.

It is indeed a big problem.

"Hurry up! Eat it while it's hot, or it will go bad in a little while—"

Su Ze held up the black ball, the surface of which was surrounded by strands of white qi.

"...Are you reliable this time?" Xia Youjie had sweat on his forehead and his eyebrows twitched as he stared at the processed curse ball.

“All experiments are necessary steps towards truth.”

Master Su started to fool people again.

"...Okay. I'll trust you again." Xia Youjie swallowed hard, raised his head and swallowed the curse ball processed by Su Ze.