Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

boom!

The mechanical ball's wrist cannon roared and blasted towards Rito in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, the three-wheeled vehicle beside him drew its sword and rushed towards Rito's side, raising its hand to slash at his face.

Despite the attack from both sides, Rito remained completely calm.

He concentrated his magical power in his feet, bent his body slightly, and then suddenly exerted force, dodging to the side.

The mechanical ball's wrist cannon was successfully dodged, but the three rounds of slashes landed.

laugh!

The blade sliced ​​through the fabric, making a tearing sound.

At the critical moment, Rito leaned back sharply, and the blade of the three wheels sliced ​​through his shirt, narrowly missing him.

"That was really dangerous, but it's my turn now."

Taking advantage of the moment when Sanlun sheathed his sword, Rito concentrated his magical power in his fists and swung them forward fiercely.

"Freeze!"

In the chaos, the three-wheeled vehicle raised its knife to parry.

With a cracking sound, Rito's fist slammed into the blade of the three-wheeled vehicle, producing a sound similar to ice breaking.

"This technique..." Miwa's pupils contracted sharply.

The extreme low temperature was conducted along the blade, and almost the instant the fist struck, Sanlun's hands were frostbitten, and the long sword fell to the ground.

"Blade Source Unleashed!"

Before Rito could launch another attack, the machine gun had already charged over.

He sprang to his right arm, and the overlapping blades spun wildly.

Seeing this, Rito had no choice but to give up and retreat rapidly, dodging the attack.

"A tricycle? What's going on?"

Mechanical Maru glanced at the knife lying on the ground on the tricycle and asked with a slightly puzzled look.

"His technique... is very strange," Miwa said, looking down at her bright red palms, her voice unsteady.

"...It's ice!"

She bent down to pick up the knife, but pulled it back as soon as her fingertips touched the handle.

The blade was so cold, as if it had been buried in the snow all night.

"A technique that forcibly lowers the target's temperature. It seems we seriously misjudged the information about this newcomer."

Mechanical Maru's voice still sounded like it was synthesized electronically, but the tone was noticeably different from when she first arrived.

His metallic pupils dilated and narrowed, refocusing on Rito.

"However, even though it was a misjudgment, taking you down shouldn't be a problem."

Looking at the soon-to-be-reborn mechanical pill, Rito knew perfectly well what gave him his confidence.

Humans are afraid of low temperatures, but machines are not.

This temperature cannot harm his mechanical body at all, unless it is lower, extremely low!

"Come on, let me see just how strong this second-year student from Kyoto is!"

The fighting spirit of the people gradually rose.

The previous battles were either life-or-death struggles or classroom lessons.

Never before have I had someone who is unafraid of the effects of his techniques and can unleash their full power.

Mechanical pellets, perfect!

The echo of the spinning blade still lingered in the woods when a series of footsteps suddenly came from another direction.

"A mechanical ball? A three-wheeled vehicle?"

Kamo stepped out of the shadow of the tree trunk and paused for a moment after seeing the situation on the field.

Miwa's hands were red, and his long sword was held horizontally at his feet. The blade of the mechanical pill's right arm had not yet been fully retracted into its sheath.

Their opponent was the freshman at the very bottom of the list, whose name was printed in lighter ink than the others.

Kamo's gaze lingered on Rito for a second, then swept over Mitsuha's swollen fingertips before returning to his own.

"A freshman has kept you two hanging like this until now?"

Sanlun opened his mouth, as if to explain something, but in the end he just bit his lip.

Mechanical Maru's synthesized voice was flat, but his words were much shorter than usual: "His technique is to control temperature, which wasn't mentioned in the intelligence."

"Temperature control?"

Kamo repeated the word, then raised his right hand.

The drop of blood from the fingertip split into seven or eight marble-sized spheres in the dappled sunlight, trembling slightly as they hung in mid-air.

"West Palace".

There was a moment of silence above the treetops before the sound of the broom stopping ceased.

"Take care of this new student first, then everyone gather and kill Itajō."

"If there are enough people, I believe even Dongtang won't be able to stop them."

The mechanical ball paused for a moment, its metallic pupils reflecting the silhouette of Rito standing there.

"……agree!"

Sanlun bent down, picked up the knife, and placed it in front of Rito's left.

The tip of Xigong's broom was lowered by an inch, sealing off the entire sky above.

Kamo and Kaiki Maru stood in front and behind, respectively.

Li Ren stood still, his gaze sweeping over them one by one.

The four people were positioned in a staggered manner, blocking almost all possible angles for retreat.

The cursed power pressed down from four directions at the same time, as if the air had been tightened.

suddenly--

"Hey! Don't you think it's going too far to bully the few with numbers?"

The sound of the tiger rod came from afar in the east.

He burst out of the bushes, crushing the dead branches on the ground, and charged towards Li Ren like a cannonball.

But the next second, a thick arm was placed in front of him.

"Dongtang, what are you doing!"

Huzhang abruptly stopped, almost tripping over his own momentum.

Dongtang did not turn around.

The strand of hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and when it fell back down, there was not a trace of tears left in his eyes.

Those usually fierce eyes were unusually quiet at this moment.

"Kudoshin, trust your dear friend."

"His eyes don't look like those of a weakling!"

Huzhang was taken aback and looked over as well.

The four people surrounding Rito looked quite disheveled, covered in mud and with several holes in his clothes.

But there wasn't a trace of fear in those eyes.

On the contrary, a fierce fighting spirit burned in the eyes of the four people surrounding him.

Seeing this, Haddō's tense body slowly relaxed.

"We will win!"

The wind in the forest swept through the two of them, carrying away the last trace of hesitation.

Just then, a series of footsteps came from the woods on the other side, the crisp sound of crunching dry branches was dense and rapid, like someone running at full speed through the forest.

Huzhang suddenly turned his head.

Through the layers of tree trunks, he saw a dark figure flash by in the gaps in the forest.

It's Fuhei.

Fu Hei's breathing was somewhat disordered, and he took each step very deep, splashing the broken leaves and mud kicked up by his shoes onto his calves.

He crossed a dry ditch, leaning slightly forward, his fingers silently forming a hand gesture as he ran.

"Rito, please don't let anything happen to you!"

Fu Hei frowned, his gaze fixed ahead.

In the instant he rushed past the row of cedar trees, he finally saw the situation in the open space.

Four students from the Kyoto school surrounded one person in the center.

Their well-arranged positions effectively blocked almost all his escape routes.

And that person was none other than Li Ren!

"Damn it!"

Fu Hei's face instantly darkened, and the hand in front of him was already clenched to the last part.

He could feel his magical power forming between his palms, just one release away from successfully summoning the Jade Dog and rescuing the person.

"Liren, hang in there!"

Fu Hei's expression turned serious, and the incantation to summon the shikigami immediately came out.

"Jade......"

Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and firmly placed on his shoulder.

The hand wasn't very strong, but it was pressing down on the joint where he was exerting force.

Fu Hei's figure was momentarily stunned, and the spell was abruptly interrupted just before the power of the incantation was released.