I'm practicing ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Yuta Otsutsukotsu turned around and looked at the hole in the wall and Xia Rilu's painful expression. He swallowed and said, "Well, be gentle. Just use an ordinary wooden stick."

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll teach you more."

Zenin Maki put his arm around Yuuta Okkotsu's shoulders and went to the training ground nearby, leaving behind Natsu Riko who was still shouting "Ouch~" with a look of pain on his face.

"Oh my, that's all. No, I have to go over there and steal something back, or else I'll get beaten up for nothing."

After saying that, he covered his back and walked towards the training ground. He slowly lay on the stone bench with his side, holding his head with one hand, watching the two people sparring on the field.

Unlike him, Zenin Maki did not use his full strength, but was guiding Otsutsuki Yuta. From his awkward and panicked blocking, it was clear that he had not practiced for a long time.

I even felt that even though I had just started learning, there was nothing wrong with me teaching him something.

Although I didn't learn anything, it was still a good way to kill time.

"Yuta, kick her in the lower body and avenge me!"

As the two fought, Summer Sunset began his tactical commander mode.

"Right now, hit her legs with a stick!"

"Ouch! You can even use a stick like that. Avenge me, Yuta!"

"Quick! Kick her, kick her!"

"..."

Luo, you will die miserably like this...

Otsutsuki Yuta looked at Zenin Maki, whose eyes were full of murderous intent, and swallowed.

Zenin Maki, who was holding a wooden stick, had veins bulging on his forehead at this moment, and the stick in his hand broke accidentally.

The crisp sound echoed in the ears of the three people, and Xia Riyue felt disheartened, shouting in his heart that he had gone too far.

"Uh, well... if there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I don't need to bother you guys to see me off."

Xia Luoluo slowly stood up, and just after taking two steps, a pair of white arms locked the throat of fate. Zenin Maki's voice came faintly from behind:

"Don't be in a hurry to leave. I'll help you relax your muscles."

"No! No need! Ouch!!!"

Chapter 16 Fushiguro Megumi

"Ouch~"

Xia Luo was supported by Yuta Ogkotsu at this moment. Although he was beaten again, he still kept his mouth shut:

"Otsutsuki, let me tell you, it's only because I'm injured, otherwise..."

Before he could finish his words, a familiar voice came from the side: "What else? Do you want to be beaten?"

"Forehead……"

Xia Luoluo looked at Zenin Maki who was wiping her sweat with a towel beside her, wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Otherwise I would definitely be able to take a few more hits from you without saying a word."

"Hmph! You know what's going on."

Zenin Maki snorted, then took out a small bottle from her pocket, threw it to the injured Xia Luoluo and said, "Next, there is medicine for bruises and injuries. Go back and apply it yourself, take a rest, and continue practicing tomorrow."

"Oh no."

Xia Luoshe took the bottle and looked at Zenin Maki who was leaving. He felt relieved. Today's incident was over. It was really difficult to get her approval!

My whole body aches and my limbs feel weak.

But this is also his first step forward. He still has a long way to go in the future. The injuries he suffered today are just a part of the practice. In the future, they will become less and less, until he is invincible and lives a stable life.

I feel that opening a restaurant is actually really nice. Looking at the satisfied smiles on the customers’ faces, I can finish every meal with gratitude, just like he did in the past.

After returning to the house, he said goodbye to Yuta Otsutsukotsu and closed the door. He put the medicine sent by Zenin Maki on the table, then went into the bathroom and washed the salt grains condensed from sweat on his body.

I recalled the failure I had just experienced. Although I knew I would lose, I still felt unwilling to accept the defeat when I actually lost.

One day, I can become that powerful, but when will the next system task be released?

It's not like this during the grassy season, right?

He has been in a coma for more than ten days. Do we have to wait for the main storyline?

If this is the case, the system will probably not work for two months.

In this case, the only thing I have to do is to improve myself as quickly as possible within these two months, both in terms of physical skills, spell skills, and practical combat experience.

Keep up the good work!

After washing her body, Xia Luo walked out of the bathroom directly, with water dripping from her messy hair. She threw the clothes that were already soaked with sweat into the washing machine, pressed the start button and left.

To be honest, the quality of life of students in Jujutsu High School is really good. The rooms are fully equipped with everything you need. Of course, the mortality rate is also really high. After all, when fighting with cursed spirits, who can guarantee that they will not be beaten to death due to intelligence errors?

“Ah, life is not easy!”

As soon as I finished sighing, I saw the medicine on the table. After wiping it gently, I lay on the bed and chose to continue sleeping.

As soon as he lay down, Gojo Satoru's voice came from the door: "Get up and train."

"..."

Numb...

Life is really getting difficult now...

Xia Luo was no longer sleepy at this moment. He slowly got up, put on the school uniform on the bedside, opened the door, looked up at the tall Gojo Satoru, and said, "I don't want to move now. I have no physical strength or cursed power."

"I know. This time I will take you to choose a spell tool, and then introduce you to your future first-year junior."

"Junior?"

Xia Luoche glanced at Gojo Satoru in confusion. At this moment, the only first-year junior in the future should be Fushiguro Megumi, right?

I went over to take a look and make myself familiar with his face. I was bored anyway.

"Yes, his name is Fushiguro Megumi. He will study spells with you guys in the near future, so please take good care of him."

"Ah! Is that so?"

Fushiguro Megumi came at this point in time. Although there is no hint about this in the original work I have read, it feels quite reasonable. After all, Fushiguro couldn't have taught himself except for learning sorcery from Gojo Satoru.

Wait, it seems that spells are passed down through blood, so it seems that it is not a problem to say that he is self-taught. Forget it, more juniors mean more paths, let's go and take a look.

I feel inexplicably excited just thinking about becoming his senior. A summoner who is good at close combat?

There are some expectations.

"Let's go, let's go. I'm finally not the weakest one anymore."

"No, you are still the weakest."

Gojo Satoru said, "Don't underestimate your junior. You might end up getting into trouble in your first fight."

"Tsk! If I can't even beat my junior, demote me to the first grade next year."

Xia Luo stretched his sore body a few times, jumped lightly a few times, and was eager to try.

"Okay, then I'll arrange a battle for you in two days. If you lose, you'll be transferred to the first grade next year."

"..."

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was so decisive, Xia Luoche actually felt a little bit of retreat in his heart. After all, if he lost, he would be laughed at by them. Looking at his expression, it seemed that he really believed that Fushiguro Megumi would not lose.

Is he really strong when he first enters school?

Xia Ri Luo followed Gojo Satoru with these questions in mind.

Although he had just arrived, he had cheats, Fire Style and Sharingan, so it was really outrageous that he could still be downgraded.

"I don't need to explain what a cursed tool is, right?"

"Well, it can cause damage to cursed spirits without using cursed power, and it can also be mixed with one's own techniques."

"Yes, a qualified sorcerer will use spell tools. After all, the magic power in the body is limited. For example, your eyes, in a real battlefield, don't open them if you can. Every time you open your eyes, it will consume the magic power in your body, which can easily cause a shortage of magic power in a tug-of-war."

"Yes, I understand, Gojo Satoru-sensei."

Faced with Gojo Satoru's concern, Xia Luoluo also accepted it with pleasure. After all, it is not easy to find a teacher as good as him, who is not only powerful but also protective.

Hey, women's clothing is definitely beautiful!

After walking through the intricate alleys, they arrived in front of an old wooden house. Gojo Satoru pushed open the door, revealing the cursed tools stored inside.

Various weapons are placed on the wooden racks.

Swords, naginata, nunchakus, nunchakus, and even boxing gloves.

"Go pick one that suits you, and then go see your future classmates."

"..."

Future classmates...

Is this a judgment that I will lose?

Xia Luo was speechless. Just as he walked into the wooden house, a pop-up window of the system suddenly appeared.

[Mission: Defeat Fushiguro Megumi. Reward: 10 points, 50 permanent increase in spell power.]

Ten o'clock?

I rely on!

This isn't taking off?

The first four points have the Great Fire Extinguishment, so doesn’t this ninth point mean that we will have to try out an A-level ninjutsu Rasengan?

If I can't beat him, not only will Gojo Satoru demote me next year, I will beat myself to death.

Hey!

Junior Fushiguro, when the time comes, don't blame me for not knowing how to control my strength. If you want to blame someone, blame the system for giving you too much.

Hey! The rich are almost overflowing with money.

The life of rich people is so plain and boring. As the saying goes, follow the system and you will have ninjutsu every day. Although you have nothing now, you will be all over the world sooner or later!