Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Thus, the following scene appeared on the beach: a handsome but expressionless black-haired boy was sandwiched between a smiling, white-haired boy who was clinging to him affectionately, and a black-haired boy with a bun hairstyle who was holding his wrist with a calm expression.

Between the two strikingly different handsome young men, it was as if invisible sparks were crackling, and tension filled the air where their gazes met.

The poor boy, the center of their struggle, was like a weathered stone statue, completely unresponsive.

The girls around her were not just staring; they were practically screaming, and they were secretly raising their phones more often.

Gojo Satoru continued shaking Duanmu Yan: "I don't care! First come, first served! Desserts first!"

Xia Youjie pulled hard on his wrist: "An agreement is an agreement, and Chinese food is healthier."

Gojo Satoru buried his face in Duanmu Yan's shoulder and pretended to cry: "Duanmu, say something! Don't you love me anymore! You really did fall for this weird squinty-eyed guy with those weird bangs, didn't you!"

Xia Youjie sneered, "Wu, don't be so unreasonable. Duanmu Mingming appreciates steady and mature people more."

Pulled back and forth by the two, with demonic sounds piercing his ears and feeling the increasingly intense and eerie gazes around him, Duanmu Yan's rationality snapped.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly looked up, veins bulging on his neck and forehead, and with all his might, let out the most unbearable roar he had ever heard since he transmigrated: "You two!"

"That's enough!!"

The roar startled a larger flock of seabirds and drew the attention of more tourists in the distance.

The two instigators, Gojo Satoru and Natsumi, were laughing so hard they were doubled over and almost rolled onto the beach. Natsumi Yujie also turned his head away, his shoulders trembling suspiciously, clearly struggling to hold back his laughter.

Only Duanmu Yan remained, enduring the increasingly excited and inquisitive gazes around him, as well as the unrestrained laughter of those two bastards, as he looked desperately at the vast, boundless sea that offered him no sense of freedom.

He seemed to understand why Shoko didn't want to go on a trip with those two guys.

This holiday... it's only just begun, and he's already been tortured like this.

Feeling the increasingly intense gazes around him, he ran barefoot, stepping on the scorching sand, without looking back, towards the other side of the less crowded coastline!

"Hahaha! Duanmu ran away in shyness!" Gojo Satoru wiped away the tears of laughter, leaped up, and his white hair flicked water droplets in the sunlight. "Chase him!"

Xia Youjie also shook his head with a smile, and then stood up: "Wu, you've gone too far."

"What does it matter? This is how you have fun at the beach!" Gojo Satoru laughed and chased after the sand like a white lightning bolt, leaving only a series of shallow, almost invisible footprints on the beach.

Xia Youjie quickened his pace to keep up, his figure nimbly moving across the beach.

Thus, a joyful scene of three people chasing each other appeared in a secluded corner of the beach.

Although Duanmu Yan ran incredibly fast, he was no match for Gojo Satoru and was quickly overtaken.

"Gotcha!" Gojo Satoru pounced on Duanmu Yan from behind, trying to give him a bear hug.

Duanmu Yan was prepared. He suddenly stopped and turned around, clasped his hands together in front of his chest, and instantly mobilized the abundant magical power within his body, combining it with the surrounding moisture.

Whoosh!

A large water ball appeared above his palm and was then splashed all over the face of the unsuspecting Gojo Satoru.

"Pfft!" Gojo Satoru was drenched, seawater streaming down his handsome face and white hair.

He paused for a second, then instead of getting angry, he laughed, his blue eyes shining brightly: "Wow! A sneak attack! Duanmu, you've become naughty!"

He raised his hand to wipe his face, mimicking Duanmu Yan's gesture. His magical power surged, and an even larger water sphere quickly took shape: "Take this!"

Xia Youjie had just arrived nearby when he saw this and smiled slightly. Not to be outdone, he spread his hands, and two smaller but more condensed water spheres floated beside him: "Two against one is not fair, Wu."

"Who's going to fight you two against one! This is a free-for-all!" Wu Tiao Wu shouted, quickly throwing the water ball he had just condensed at Xia Youjie, while nimbly dodging another water ball that Duanmu Yan had condensed.

Duanmu Yan completely let loose; since he had already lost face, he might as well have some fun.

With his enhanced magical power, he was able to condense a water sphere at a surprisingly good speed and size.

For a time, water balloons flew everywhere on the beach, accompanied by laughter and shouts.

The three teenagers seemed to have returned to their purest age, forgetting their identities as first-level sorcerers and the threat of the special-level cursed spirits. They simply basked in the sunshine, on the beach, and in the sea, freely expressing their sweat and youth.

The water polo battle is in full swing.

No one noticed, or rather, no one paid any attention, but behind the shadow of a distant reef, a pair of murky yellow eyes were staring intently at the three people playing.

His gaze was greedy and malicious, sweeping over the three of them, but lingering the longest on Duanmu Yan and Wutiao Wu, who were radiating active magical energy.

"...Hehehe... Spell power... Such delicious spell power... Three... young spellcasters... Kill them... Eat them... My sand will become even fuller..."

It was a cursed spirit lurking here, feeding on the fatigue and negative emotions of passing tourists. Its form was irregular, and it could be vaguely seen as an aggregate of a large number of damp sand grains, with some shell fragments and marine debris wrapped in the middle, emitting a dark fluctuation close to level one.

It was drawn to the magical power emanating from the three individuals.

"Kill...eat..."

It was restless, the sand on its body moving without wind, slowly seeping into the beach where the three were.

It was very careful, using the natural sounds of the waves and the wind to mask its movements.

However, just as it thought it was moving stealthily, Gojo Satoru, who was playing with a water balloon, casually flicked his wet hair, and his azure eyes behind his sunglasses inadvertently swept over the shadow of the reef.

Not only him, but the other two also sensed a sudden surge of magical power.

Almost simultaneously, the three of them glanced almost imperceptibly in that direction.

Then, as if nothing had happened, they continued throwing water balloons at each other, laughing and joking.

While deflecting the water ball thrown by Xia Youjie, Wu Tiao Wu lazily said in a casual tone, "Ah, what a spoilsport. We were having so much fun... Turns out it's just a level one weakling. Hey, one of you two go and clean it up while you're at it. Don't let it ruin the fun."

Chapter 34 Tornado's First Match

"It turned out to be a low-level cursed spirit. Who should deal with it?"

Xia Youjie casually wiped the water droplets off his hands, wiped the water off his face, and said calmly, "I'll go. I just used up a few, so it's good to replenish my stock."

"Wait a minute." Duanmu Yan suddenly spoke, shaking the water off his hands. "Let me go."

Gojo Satoru and Natsume both looked at him.

Duanmu Yan smiled and flexed his wrists: "Perfect, I have something new that I'd like to test its effects on a suitable subject. Level one, just right."

"Something new?" Gojo Satoru's ears perked up instantly. "Wow! Duanmu, what fun stuff have you come up with this time? Quick, quick! Let me see!"

Xia Youjie looked at Duanmu Yan thoughtfully and did not object: "Alright, be careful."

"Mm." Duanmu Yan nodded and turned to walk towards the beach.

"The Hurricane's Tona..."

He whispered the incantation, his voice not loud, yet it stirred the surrounding wind, and countless wind energies swirled around him.

"...The power to pierce through the raging storm, combined!"

Unlike the fiery and explosive appearance of the Nava armor, this time, it was a turquoise light, like the freshest breeze of early spring, that enveloped him!

The light was not dazzling, but it carried an invisible penetrating power and a sense of speed.

As the light faded, a new set of armor appeared, featuring a more streamlined, light, and sharp design with cyan as the main color.

The main body is a pure cyan color, like the clear sky after the rain, adorned with silver-white armor and white patterns. The leg armor is also longer and more fitted, full of a sense of speed.

The overall feeling is less of the heaviness and heat of the lava, and more of the agility and speed of the wind!

The moment the armor was fully assembled, Duanmu Yan felt as if his body had lost most of its weight, the flow of the surrounding air became incredibly clear, and he could even hear the faint whistling of the wind.

Even the flow of magical power became smoother.

Wow!! So cool! A different kind of cool!

Gojo Satoru immediately whistled, his six eyes snapping open as he greedily scanned every detail of the Tamata armor.

Xia Youjie's eyes were also burning with interest, clearly showing his keen interest in the new armor.

The lurking sand spirit seemed startled by the sudden change and the magical power emanating from the armor, and stopped moving.

Duanmu Yan slightly bent his knees, and the armor he wore seemed to blend into the surrounding wind, making him feel as if he could ride the wind at any moment.

He looked at the reef, and through his armor, he could clearly see the filthy mass of cursed energy composed of damp sand and marine debris.

"Take you and try out the new armor." He whispered, and moved.

The blue figure blurred instantly, as if it had merged into the wind, and the next moment it appeared at the edge of the reef area dozens of meters away. Its speed was so fast that it left a faint afterimage in the eyes of Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki!

"So fast!" Xia Youjie raised an eyebrow slightly.

"That's more like it!" Gojo Satoru grinned.

The Sand Curse Spirit clearly hadn't expected its opponent to be so fast. It let out a hoarse shriek and stopped hiding. The sand behind the reef suddenly exploded!

A large number of damp sand grains shot into the sky, turning into countless sharp sand arrows, which shot towards the charging Duanmu Yan like a rainstorm!

At the same time, the sand where it was located quickly softened and collapsed, forming a quicksand vortex in an attempt to trap the enemy.

Facing the dense barrage of sand arrows, Duanmu Yan neither dodged nor evaded, but raised his right arm.

"Storm Defense!"

A rapidly spinning miniature tornado instantly formed in front of him. The sand arrows that were shot into the tornado were immediately shattered by the powerful centrifugal force and dispersed as harmless dust.

The defense of the Tuonado armor mainly relies on skillful breaking of force, using the power of the wind to dismantle attacks.

Easily deflecting the first wave of attacks, Duanmu Yan continued his march without stopping.

With a push of his feet, his azure figure seemed weightless, rising suddenly with the help of the wind, easily leaping over the quicksand trap, and landing in mid-air behind the Sand Curse Spirit's main body.

"Try this, Hurricane Attack!"

While in mid-air, he slashed down with his right leg like a battle axe, his leg armor flashing with blue light. A crescent-shaped blue wind blade flew out from his leg and slashed at the writhing sand spirit's body!

The Sand Curse Spirit hurriedly manipulated the sand grains to condense into a thick sand shield in front of him.

scoff!

The wind blade struck the sand shield, splitting it in two. Its momentum continued, leaving a deep gash on the cursed spirit's body!

Sand grains mixed with dark, incandescent energy fell softly from its wound.

"Roar!" The Sand Curse Spirit howled in pain, clearly in bad shape.

Duanmu Yan landed and assessed the energy expenditure and effects of his attack, feeling satisfied.

His speed and agility met his expectations for Tonado.

Against this Sand Curse Spirit, which focuses on control and area attacks, Thanado is more at ease than Nawa, and has a sense of satisfaction in kiting its opponent.

The Sand Curse Spirit was thoroughly enraged and realized its absolute disadvantage in speed.