Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

Standing in the center of the crowd, feeling the gaze of tens of thousands of people, it feels really wonderful.

"Next, please distribute the special reminder devices for the competition."

The academic staff came forward and distributed to all the students a watch-like object with a small LCD screen on it.

“Scanning, scan successful!”

"Kamiya Seiichi is entering his data!"

“Entry successful! Matching!”

“Match successful!”

"Mr. Kamiya, your competition venue today is Hall 1! It's scheduled to start at 9:30, so please arrive on time! Failure to show up will be deemed as forfeiting the competition!"

“Note: The estimated start time will change dynamically, please stay tuned!”

In the upper left corner of the screen, it also displays "Progress: Points Race.", and in the upper right corner, it reads "Current Points: 0."

The competition has officially begun!

I sent a message to Wangyue, telling her that I was in Hall 1.

Before the game officially starts, no one knows who the opponent is, only where they are playing.

After the opening ceremony, everyone left the venue one after another, except for those who were matched in Hall 10.

After leaving the hall, Seiichi Kamiya prepared to go to Hall 1 to participate in the points competition. At the door, he saw Mochizuki and his friends who had been waiting for a long time.

Her soft purple hair reached her waist, and she wore a pink star hairpin on her bangs. Her watery black eyes dodged with a somewhat gentle gaze, and her face was quite delicate.

It turns out that beautiful women tend to gather together with beautiful women.

"Brother, this is my good friend, her name is Chiyo Nitta."

Chiyo Nitta, if I remember correctly, is the daughter of the Nitta family, the second-ranked of the four great supernatural families in Tianshui County. The old man Shinji Nitta who just spoke is from the Nitta family.

"Hello, Nitta-san."

Chiyo Nitta hid behind Mochizuki in fear, with only half of her head and a hand showing to greet her.

Wait, the eldest daughter of the Nitta family is good friends with Mochizuki. Is she a Type B student?

He looked at Wangyue inquiringly, and Wangyue instantly understood his doubts and nodded.

It seems that things are a bit complicated, but now is not the time to think about these things.

"Mochizuki, let's go. It's almost time."

I took Mochizuki and Chiyo Nitta to Hall 1. When they arrived, there were already nearly a thousand people sitting in the stands.

After saying hello to Mochizuki, Kamiya Seiichi prepared to go into the inner field to wait, while Mochizuki and the other person found an empty seat in the audience and sat down.

As soon as Seiichi Kamiya walked out of the entrance to the venue, there were exclamations from the audience.

"Is Seiichi Kamiya in Building 1?"

“What luck! I got to see one of the three!”

“I have material for posting now!”

“Is he really as strong as he says?”

“We’ll know in a moment, won’t we?”

“He’s so handsome…”

Someone posted a message on the school forum about Kamiya Seiichi being in Hall 1. More and more people rushed to the stands to grab a spot, and soon the auditorium, which could accommodate several thousand people, was full.

Even Motoyama-sensei is among them.

"Mr. Kamiya, your competition is about to begin. Please go to booth number 3!"

The prompter vibrated and Seiichi Kamiya saw the message on the monitor.

In Hall 1, the inner field was divided into four booths, with four battles taking place simultaneously.

Kamiya Seiichi stood up and went to booth 3. The students sitting with him in the waiting area looked sad.

All four booths were artificially raised, about 3 meters from the ground, and the contestants needed to go up the stairs.

With a light jump, Kamiya Seiichi stepped onto booth No. 3. On the wide square platform, some commonly used weapons were placed on both sides.

He picked up a long knife and waited for his opponent to appear.

Across from him, a student slowly walked up the stairs, his expression extremely speechless.

"Come on! Don't embarrass our Class 4!"

“That’s right!”

It’s easy to talk without any pain in the waist! The student was itching to talk. As a member of the practical class at that time, he was very clear about the gap in strength between himself and the other party.