I, God Lord, recruit witches to make money

Chapter 234 Once you become famous, the world knows
Five players in the second round are inevitable.

No one was surprised, but they were shocked by the candidates participating in the second round.

In their expectation, the Nohara Shrine was a stepping stone for the first round of competition, just to set off how powerful the Yuqijia people are.

The people who are really competing to be the strongest in the next generation are Fujiwara Yuo and others.

The result of the last brawl did not win any good reputation for Nohara Shrine.

On the contrary, the shrine maidens and priests of each family unanimously believed that Nohara Shrine was just lucky and relied on sneak attacks and stubbornness to stand at the end.

Today's battle tells them that is not the case.

They have that strength!
Under the vermilion torii gate, three of the five people are shrine maidens of Nohara Shrine.

This result made the onlookers witches and priests feel a little strange. For many years, people in small shrines have been accustomed to being inferior to those in big shrines.

Not even the slightest bit ashamed of it.

Yu Qijia is never a self-proclaimed title, but an honorific title given by people based on their strength.

What happened this year?
First, the highly prestigious palace minister of Izumo Taisha Shrine was defeated at the hands of the sword master Kamiya Shinaki, and then the members of the Goshichi family were defeated at the hands of a little-known shrine maiden.

The strange emotions made the onlookers feel shaken, so that the ideas instilled by the adults became less firm.

People from the Yu Qi family may not be invincible.

Their faces said nothing.

Many people's eyes showed that they were cheering for the three of them.

Yoneda Junpei noticed the change in people's hearts.

Despite his tall and fat appearance, he looks like a fat pig without any scheming, but in his heart he is more monkey-like than anyone else.

Participating in this competition is not out of one's own will, but an order from the new palace minister.

The death of the previous palace minister put Izumo Taisha into an unpleasant situation, that is, there was no big shot who could control the situation, and it could not rely entirely on the support of the seniors in the secret realm.

If you want to get back on the scene, this game is a good opportunity.

He initially participated with full confidence. The decades of combat experience he had gained over those brats were not in vain.

Reality told him that there is really no comparison between people.

Some people live for decades, but their experiences in a few days are not as exciting as others.

Today's little ghosts are all monsters.

Junpei Yoneda muttered in his heart, looking at the lottery tube that was handed over, he could only pray silently, and he would definitely choose Jun Komori.

After the fierce battle with Fujiwara Yuo, Komori's pure thoughts were consumed the most, and the originally healthy white jade skin turned into a sickly white, and the burgundy eyes were inevitably stained with a bit of fatigue.

Splitting headache.

She still reached out and took out the rolled up note, and opened it to see that the number one was written on it.

no bye...

Oops, my current state is no match for others, I am simply a walking promotion package.

"I am one."

Junpei Yoneda said the number he had drawn, and his eyes were fixed on Jun Komori.

Onilongin Meiya took it apart and looked at it, and said with a smile: "I am two."

"Me too."

Makiko, who looked cold on the outside, echoed.

Kannagi Rin rolled up the note, with a face as delicate as a porcelain doll, said: "I am one."

?Komori Jun was a little surprised, and turned to look at Kannagi Rin.

The other party blinked, obviously planning to fight in her place.

"Tsk."

Junpei Yoneda scratched his head and had to sigh, Jun Komori was so lucky.

"Then, those who have the bye will wait here, and you and I will go to the bamboo forest to the west."

Makiko took the initiative to choose the venue and then asked: "Do you have any objections?"

Meiyu of Onilongin clasped her hands behind her head and said with a smile: "I'm free."

……

The autumn wind is bleak.

The bamboo leaves have lost their greenness in spring and summer, become dry, and some of them are withered and yellow, as if they have changed from a young girl in bloom to an old lady with yellow pearls.

Many people formed a circle and watched from a distance, not daring to get too close for fear of being affected by the fight between the two.

Makiko and Miyo Kiryuin distance themselves from each other, like western cowboys about to confront each other.

For the sake of fairness, Makiko would like to briefly introduce herself, "I am the only descendant of the Fushimi Inari Taisha Frost Style. Unlike other slashing schools, the Frost Style must rely on the magic weapon Frost Moon to fight."

As she spoke, she pulled out her favorite knife, which was as cold as moonlight. There was a snow-white ribbon at the end of the handle, which looked extremely beautiful.

"The Frost Moon is made of the ore that was alienated by the God of Winter. It has been tempered for seventy-seven and 49 days and has extremely high coldness. If you can't bear it, remember to tell me in advance.

It's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to speak. "

"Isn't it just a trick weapon? I have one too!"

Kiryuin Miya replied loudly, reaching into the pocket of her jacket, trying to get out Hades' hand, "Huh?"

touch again.

Well, still not.

"Why didn't Kannagi remind me to bring it?"

Onilongin Miya muttered that she must talk to her properly when she goes back. She was so verbose in the past, but she stopped being verbose at the critical moment, which made her forget to bring her.

"Are you kidding me?"

There was a hint of anger in Makiko's indifferent expression. She was explaining seriously, but the other person was so casual.

Yagyu Jubei's attitude just now was the correct way to respond.

After all, she was a miko who came from a small shrine. She had enough power but not enough knowledge to realize how much the magic weapon would increase the battle.

"Forget it," Makiko exhaled a breath of cold air and said with cold eyes: "The game has officially begun."

Hearing this, the beauty of Oniryuin took out her hands from her sleeves and pushed them out of her collar. The top of her snow-white miko uniform hung down around her waist.

Crackling, white air covered the wheat-colored body surface, and electric light shone between the fists, "I'm coming!"

thump.

With a kick of his foot, dazzling lightning exploded from both sides.

Kiryuin Miya has mastered the trick of stimulating electric current in the legs to produce explosive speed, without causing numbness in the legs like at first.

She was fast, and her momentum was even more ferocious, like a herd of adult elephants running amok on the grassland, charging with a roar that shook the earth and the mountains.

Makiko's previously tense cheeks softened and became relaxed.

Frost Style is not a style of cutting techniques that emphasizes head-on confrontation, but rather techniques.

Those who died in the cold winter were often not killed by hailstones, but by the coldness that even cotton clothes could not guard against.

Like the wind, like mercury pouring down the ground.

The cold is pervasive.

Miyo Kiryuin rushed forward and swung her electric fist, a straight jab.

Makiko is like a piece of paper, turning lightly when the fist wind comes.

The timing was just right, and the speed was so fast that Miyo Kiryuin didn't have a chance to turn around.

The blade quietly approached her abdomen.

Boom!
Ghost Dragon Academy Mei Ya stepped on the ground, jumped up high, and avoided Shuangyue's slashing attack. She rolled and fell to the ground, "Ha, ha, what's going on? You clearly avoided it."

She gasped hard, cold air gushing out from her mouth and nose.

Makiko turned around, lowered her snow-white eyelashes lightly, and said in a soft voice: "There is no way to avoid the cold."

"Oh, I see, the air around you is part of the attack."

After thinking about this, Miyo Kiryuin revealed a sunny smile on her wheat-colored face under the white air current, "As long as I don't breathe when I attack, I won't inhale your cold air.

Hehe, you actually took the initiative to tell me my weaknesses. "

"You still don't understand. Whether you know it or not, you can't beat me."

Makiko replied softly, flipping her wrist, the white ribbon flying in the air, and the blade hanging downward, "Cold mist."

hiss.

The blade of the knife was like boiling oil falling into the water, making a loud sound. Waves of white cold air emerged and spread around, and the ground was covered with a layer of white frost.

The tall bamboos are also decorated with a layer of silver-white makeup.

Oniryuin Miya stepped forward with both feet, her dantian was filled with anger, and she clenched her hands into fists at her waist, "Shiraishi-kun has already taught me what to do when encountering an enemy who cannot attack in close combat."

The shining electric light suddenly rose in both fists, forming a spiral shape, and the muscles on the surface of the arms were somewhat twisted.

"Air Cannon!"

Miyo Kiryuin punched in front of her at high speed, not paying attention to specific accuracy, but only pursuing one word, fast.

In a short moment, it swings hundreds of fists, using spiral current to generate air cannons that can thrust forward.

Rumble!
Electric light circulated in the air, and sharp air cannons blasted away the spreading white mist.

Makiko didn't stand there and carry it on, her body swayed in a very weird, boneless posture, or in other words, she turned her body into a mist-like existence to avoid the blow of the air cannon.

And continued to approach Kiryuin Miya.

"Why can't you hit?"

Miyo Kiryuin chose to retreat. She didn't want to experience the feeling of having her internal organs frozen again. She was full of doubts, how should she hit the enemy?
Makiko looks no different from a fallen leaf. She can always avoid the real attack before it arrives, regardless of the constraints of bones, meridians, and flesh.

This is too cunning.

Oniryuin Miya frowned, thinking about how to attack the enemy.

Seeing that she still refused to give up, Makiko stopped chasing her, and like turning a pen, she gently turned the frosty moon in her hand, drawing a circle in the air, "frozen moment."

The blade released a shining white light, and the air in the circle froze instantly, forming a long circular icicle in the air.

The beauty of Onilongyuan narrowly avoided the cold air of the circle, a cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she was almost frozen.

Mu Lizi jumped onto the icicle at the same time, and his body quickly slid along the surface of the icicle, followed by thick cold fog.

The bamboos along the way become whiter.

In the blink of an eye, the eyebrows of Miyo Oniryuin were also covered with frost, and the electricity under her feet exploded, and she quickly escaped from the cold fog.

"Yes, damn it."

She was shivering from the cold. Even though she held her breath in time, the cold air invaded her body.

Makiko stepped on an icicle, and the cold air surged around her body.

With white hair and white eyebrows, she really looks like a snow girl who stepped out of a comic book. "It's better for you to admit defeat. If you continue, you will only encounter more pain."

Oniryuin Miya tried her best to straighten her waist to stop shaking, and said: "Hey, I am not a woman who will give in to the cold."

"No one can withstand the cold."

Makiko sighed, turned the knife again, and perfectly drew a circle in the air, "The frozen moment."

The beauty of Ghost Dragon Academy kicked her feet and wanted to leave early.

Unexpectedly, Makiko predicted her prediction, and the round icicle appeared not at its original location, but on her retreat path.

Immediately, Makiko struck at high speed, not only the cold mist, but also the blade cut towards the abdomen of Miyo Kiryuin.

She dodges hastily.

The blade brushed against the arm, making a short cut, but a thick cold air poured in along the wound.

Blood freezes.

"Ah!" Miyu of the Onilongin screamed in pain and retreated dozens of meters away.

When she glanced at it, she saw that her left arm had turned livid and her spiritual pressure could not flow into it.

The meridians, blood vessels, and muscles were all frozen.

The cold is still spreading upwards.

If you continue like this, you will lose.

Instead of losing the game with regrets, Kiryuin Miya would rather let herself have no regrets at all and directly pour spiritual pressure and electric current into her blood, just like she usually does when beating wooden dummies at a shrine.

A strong tingling sensation and the gurgling sound of blood rushing through the blood vessels in the brain came together.

The almond-shaped eyes of Miyu Kiryuin began to become bloodshot, and the veins in her temples throbbed.

At the same time, a destructive force brewed in the body, easily dispelling the coldness of his left arm, and the wheat-colored skin turned blood red, with billowing white steam coming out.

"what!"

Oniryuin Miya raised her head and roared. The sudden increase in spiritual pressure was accompanied by the spread of sound waves. Her body instinctively chose the most comfortable position, with her limbs on the ground, like a tiger crawling on the ground.

Click, cracks appeared on the surface of the frozen bamboo and icicles.

"Is this spiritual pressure...the fifth level?!"

For the first time, Makiko's face showed a look of shock. It was surprising enough that the small shrine had the Tenryu and Thunderous Killing Technique.

Unexpectedly, there is even such a way to increase strength in a short period of time.

Oops, she can avoid attacks from the fourth realm, but for the fifth realm, she can only fight hard.

Makiko raised her knife, and all the cold mist around her poured into her body.

The life-related temperature of the body begins to decrease to ensure that when the Frost Moon breaks out with stronger cold air, it will not be harmed by the cold air.

This state of suspended animation cannot be maintained for too long. Once it is used, it will cause permanent damage to the body if it is not recovered for three seconds.

Makiko didn't want to use this trick unless it was absolutely necessary.

But there are limits to skill.

Her skills can ensure that she avoids the attacks of people in the same realm, and then slowly grinds to death with cold air, but she cannot avoid the attacks of the extraordinary people in the fifth realm.

The fourth realm and the fifth realm seem to be just a numerical difference, but in fact they are vastly different. If you are not careful, you will be seconds.

She is more willing to take the risks of victory than the risks of failure.

"Frost One-Sword Style·Icy Slash."

……

The body temperature drops rapidly.

Mu Lizi could hardly make any bending movements, her body moved forward entirely by the coldness of the air, holding the knife in both hands, and swung a horizontal slash.

Oniryuin Miya continued to lie there, she was still unable to expel the destructive thunder from her body to form a thunder god drum, and could only let the body of that power roam around.

My head was in chaos and I couldn't think or attack at all.

If Makiko could not be so decisive, hesitate a little, and give herself some time to think, she might have waited until the result of Miyo Kiryūin being defeated automatically.

However, Makiko's character is quite decisive, making decisions and executing them immediately without delay.

The pressure from the outside made Miyo Kiryuin find an outlet to vent her anger. Without thinking at all, she instinctively pounced forward.

Frequently playing with Caesar, Oniyuuin Meiya unintentionally learned the essence of tiger slaying.

As we all know, tiger culling is an extremely perfect technique, which can maximize the power mobilized by the limbs, and the cooperation between the claws and claws is even more tacit.

Kiryuin Miya does not have claws, but has nails on both hands, and the electric current covers the nails of all ten fingers in an instant.

The boiling blood and spiritual pressure made her immune to the effects of low temperature for a short time.

The two sides are staggered.

The knife flashes, the hand grabs.

Oniryuin Miya plopped down on the ground and shouted: "Ah, it's so cold, so cold!"

His brain instantly became clear, and his body quickly curled up. The blood flowing out of his abdomen was as cold as a stream flowing in a snow-capped mountain.

"Awesome! Makiko-sama wins!"

Seeing her fall to the ground, the shrine maiden of Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine was the first to cheer, causing the others to join in.

Many people sighed inwardly, after all, the people from the small shrine could not defeat the geniuses of the Yuqi family.

As the cold gradually weakened, Makiko let go of her hand, Shuangyue fell to the ground, and the wound that had been suppressed began to spurt out warm blood.

people fall.

His eyes had already turned white.

The cheers stopped abruptly.

"Huh, ha," Miyo Kiryuin gasped and stood up with difficulty, her tights stained red with blood, her left arm hanging down, unable to exert any strength at all.

"I have a headache and there is no hope for the next game."

Ghost Dragon Academy Miya murmured, there was no call for the winner in the distance, there was a dead silence.

She didn't care about the cheers. She covered her abdomen with her hands and slowly applied electrotherapy to stop the bleeding from the wound. She walked towards the Senbon Torii Gate.

……

Old and new, two kinds of red are intertwined in Senbon Torii.

Jun Komori sat quietly on the steps, calming down his mind.

She believed in Kannagi and Kiryuin, but she would not be lazy in the name of belief.

Dharma thoughts must be restored as soon as possible to avoid losing combat effectiveness in the possible third round.

A large number of footsteps broke the silence that the torii should have.

Komori's pure burgundy eyes opened.

The grass on the left was pushed aside, and a person walked out from inside.

Her shiny blond hair was stained with dust, and her right arm was like a cooked noodle, hanging in the air.

The red and white miko's uniform is as dirty as a beggar's uniform.

A panda eye appeared on the cheek like a porcelain doll. It was so swollen that it couldn't even be opened and could only be narrowed into a slit.

But she still held her head high and returned here as a winner.

The fat man, who was as hard as a turtle, was split open by a knife.

"Kannagi!" Jun Komori stood up and hurried over, "Are you okay?"

"Well, the coal master..."

Half of Kannagi Rin's face was also swollen, and his speech was not as clear as before.

Komori Jun's face was full of anxiety, and he was about to say that he would be sent for treatment.

There were a lot of footsteps coming from the right side again, and Miyu Kiryuin walked back dragging her injured body.

When she saw Kannagi Rin in front of her, she was slightly startled. Instead of worrying, her first reaction was to laugh.

"Pfft, you're so embarrassed."

"The mud lotus is talking about nesting?" Kannagi Rin replied angrily. Thinking of the misery and victory of the two of them, he couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha."

"Haha."

The silent mountains echoed with the silver bell-like laughter of the girls.

Hundreds of people were watching below, with admiration, envy, and deep jealousy in their eyes.

No matter what their mood was, they all had to admit that at this moment, the strongest leader of the next generation was born.

They have nothing to do with the Goshichi family, they are the three shrine maidens of Nohara Shrine.

……

afternoon.

The God Lord Conference ended successfully, and Kiyoko Fujiwara, the priest of Ise Jingu Shrine, served as the new leader of the alliance.

But this incident did not cause any sensation. It had been decided long ago, and it was far less surprising to the gods than the result of Mount Inari.

“Your Nohara Shrine really stole the show this time!”

The woman with her long hair tied into a single ponytail and dressed in a punk style slapped him hard on the back, and then complained: "That guy Jubei actually lost in the first round. I must punish him when I get back!"

A smile appeared on Baishi's face and he said, "Don't blame him."

"Don't be complacent. Being ahead now does not mean being ahead in the future. I won't let Jubei lose to your blond again!"

Huajianju glared fiercely.

Bai Shi said with an innocent expression on his face: "You said I stole the limelight, but I didn't say anything."

"You are obviously proud of yourself!"

"How can I be proud of such an ordinary thing."

Shiraishi tried to keep a straight face, trying to reveal his true thoughts with the raised corners of his mouth.

Huajianju gritted her teeth and wanted to raise her hand.

Seeing that she was about to "touch" him, Shiraishi quickly changed the topic and said: "Speaking of which, this conference ended smoothly, and there was no trace of Hojo at all."

"Ah."

Mentioning this matter, Huajianju frowned and said: "I don't know what he was thinking, deliberately making us nervous, and then doing something behind our back?

What a troublesome guy. "

Hanama Kiku's mood became a bit irritable. During the days when she was chasing Hojo, she was treated like a monkey.

To say that I am not depressed would be a lie.

"It doesn't matter. If you have something to do, it's up to you, Mr. Huajian, to handle anything."

"Are you mocking me?"

Hua Jianju's anger exploded in her heart, and she put her hands around his neck and clasped it hard.

Such movements inevitably brought Shiraishi's head close to her heart, and the soft touch was something that a thin layer of fabric could not withstand.

"Wait for a drink, I'm going to drink you down!"

She increased the force of her hands, showing her determination to punish.

Bai Shi patted her arm repeatedly and took the initiative to subdue her: "Okay, okay, I admit defeat, please let go quickly."

If I continue like this, I really can't stand it anymore.

"Haha."

Hua Jianju let out a triumphant laugh, let go of his neck, and said happily, "Let's see if you dare to tease me next time."

Shiraishi rubbed his neck with his hand, and the warmth still remained on his cheeks, and complained: "You should change your bad habit of strangling other people's necks when you are angry."

Don’t you have any idea about your cup size?

"Let me explain in advance that I have never strangled anyone other than you. Bald Zi, Lian, and Xiaosong have not been strangled."

Hua Jianju came to a conclusion from this, and said eloquently: "You should reflect on what you did wrong, so I used the throat lock technique.

Well, no matter how you think about it, it’s all your fault! "

Shiraishi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How dare you, a victim like me, still need to reflect?"

"Haha."

Hanajian Ju also realized that what she said didn't seem to make sense, so she simply smiled and laughed, pointed her finger in front and said, "That's the Social Affairs Office, where Kiryuin and the others are."

Shiraishi followed her finger forward and saw a house with a tiled roof, similar in appearance to the ancient Edo style.

We did not continue to discuss the previous issue. As an adult, you always have to show some dignity in front of the juniors.

He walked to the door, and an energetic voice came from inside, "Look at my invincible flying kick!"

(End of this chapter)