I'm practicing ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

"Okay." Xia Ri Luo handed the watermelon to Gou Juan Ji and said, "Thank you, Ji. Clean the watermelon and divide it into eight portions."

"Muyu flower."

Gojuanji took the watermelon with one hand and stuffed the scarf that was covering his mouth back into his neck. He held the watermelon with both hands and said, "Let the surface of the watermelon be clean."

"call out--"

The saliva on the watermelon rind dissipated instantly.

He continued: "Divide the watermelon into eight pieces."

The watermelons in their hands did not move, but everyone who was used to it had already picked up the watermelons.

After washing his hands, Xia Luoluo took two pieces and handed one to his Shura.

"Spells... this is a really interesting class."

Cheng Jinci looked at the watermelon in his hand and felt that it was not good to be treated by his juniors all the time, so he said, "How about going out to eat today? I know a restaurant with delicious food. As a senior, I will treat you."

“That’s not necessary.”

Panda said, "Why don't you seniors come over tonight and try Luo Jun's cooking. His cooking is delicious, at least better than 95% of the restaurants out there, and you can eat with confidence."

Yuta Otsutsukoshi continued, "Yes, and Luo Jun will be out buying groceries in a while, so why don't the seniors come over to eat together in the evening."

Hearing what their junior classmates said, Cheng Jinci and Xing Qiluoluo became interested.

Xia Luoluo was also wealthy at this time. When he heard them praising his cooking skills, his nose almost went up to the sky. He patted his chest and promised, "I will take care of the stomachs of the two customers tonight. I guarantee that the food will be delicious."

After all, he barely spent the 10 million he earned before, and the school paid him a salary of almost 300,000 (estimated by the author).

Although I can't afford those ridiculously expensive spell tools, it is definitely more than enough to buy food.

Spell tools are like magicians, some are good and some are bad. Anyway, he doesn't know how to forge this thing. If he really wants to learn about it, it will be after he reaches the special level.

The most important thing now is to prepare for the battle with Kyoto Jujutsu High School in four days. There won’t be much change in the training these days. Maybe we will just discuss tactics.

Although there is a sure win, that is to let Okkotsu Yuta go berserk, but it is not right to think so. After all, being strong is the real strength, and the rest can be dealt with after you can't beat him...

He took out his phone from his pocket and saw that it was already two o'clock. It was time to go out and buy groceries. He gently patted Shura's head to signal him that it was time to leave, and then said to everyone, "I'm going out to buy groceries. I'll leave first."

After saying goodbye to everyone, he left the school directly. Looking at the lush trees on the road, perhaps touched by the scenery, he couldn't help but sigh: "Ah~! Life is so tiring, but I don't want to die. I studied medicine hard before crossing over, and practiced every day after crossing over. The only free days were probably the few days when I was in a coma."

"I really want to pass out again... Uh, forget it, I won't get any benefit from it. It's more refreshing to complete the task and win the prize."

After expressing his emotion, Xia Luo opened the system panel and started looking.

[Host: Summer Sunset]

[Spell power: 850, quasi-second-level magician]

[Stamina: 20]

[Pupil Technique: One Magatama Sharingan]

[Ninjutsu: Fire Style: Great Fire Extinguishment, Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique, Psychic Summoning Technique, Substitute Technique.]

[Physical skills: self-defense, military boxing, free fighting, Jeet Kune Do, Maki swordsmanship (can be renamed).]

"A quasi-second-level magician..."

Xia Ri Luo muttered as he looked at the panel. He usually didn't like to watch this thing. Sometimes it was quite normal to watch it once a month. After all, why watch it when the points were zero?

Don’t you think you’re not nervous enough about gambling?

His body was almost in good shape after training, so there was nothing surprising about it. He felt that it was all expected. With his kind of life-threatening training method, even a skinny loser could rise from the ashes.

As for this Maki sword technique, it can be understood as learning the sword technique created by Maki...

Forget it, it doesn’t sound good to say it out loud, so let’s change its name.

"Let's call it... February Sword Technique. After all, I have been learning it for more than two months."

Xia Luoche looked at the renamed Dao Fa and nodded with satisfaction. Although he didn't know whether the name would sound explosive or not, he personally thought it had a lot of meaning.

Maybe every time I see this name in the future I will be able to recall the time when I was beaten, and then warn myself not to be arrogant. It is also more like not to forget this dark history, and warn myself to get back at it in the future.

Anyway, no matter which one it is, summer sunsets feel quite meaningful.

Click on the page selling ninjutsu.

Xia Luoche thought for a moment and decided to take a look at the Rasengan ninjutsu. After all, it was really troublesome to make hand seals. There was no time for you to make hand seals in a war. It was also outrageous in the later period of Naruto that the hand seals could be made with just a slap.

Searched for a long time.

Xia Luo clicked on the introduction of the Rasengan.

[Rasengan: 200 points. Consumes 200 mana.]

[Rasengan: It is formed by high-speed rotating and compressed mantras. It will crush whatever it touches. It can easily break through iron plates. It will explode after being touched. No seals are required. It consumes 200 mantras, with no upper limit.]

Chapter 58: Try and Die (Please recommend and vote)

"The spell power that is spinning and compressing at high speed..."

Xia Rizhuo looked at his right hand and had a feeling in his heart that he could do it too. At the moment, he had enough cursed power to squander. He was no longer the weakling who would be drained out by a random ninjutsu.

The four big words "opening up the technique" emerged in my mind.

"Although I don't know if it will work, let's give it a try. Shura, stand still for a moment, I'll try something."

"Woo~ (What does the master want to do now?)"

Shura, who was walking in the front, sat down where he was and turned around to look at his master curiously.

Xia Ri Luo lowered his head and stared at his right hand. With the appearance of the Sharingan, his right hand was wrapped in scarlet cursed energy.

Looking at the cursed power in his hand burning like flames, Xia Luoshe took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. At this moment, he had to be as calm as water. The technique could not be studied out by sheer enthusiasm.

Theoretically, I can use this ninjutsu myself at this moment without the need for a system.

As his excited heart gradually calmed down, Xia Rizhuo slowly opened his eyes, exhaled the breath in his chest, looked at the palm of his hand with his scarlet pupils, and was in reverie.

The cursed energy began to gather towards the palm of his hand, and finally stopped gathering when it reached the size of a basketball.

Looking at the water-drop-like cursed ball in his hand, Xia Riyue knew that it was time to start the next step, to mold this initial form of cursed power into what he wanted.

"Let the spell ball rotate quickly and compress it towards the center."

After silently reciting the mantra in his heart, the cursed ball in his hand began to rotate to the right. There were no accidents in the initial rotation, under the micro-control of the Sharingan.

But as the cursed ball in his hand moved faster and faster, the originally complete cursed ball turned into strands of cursed power filaments, expanding at least twice the size of the original basketball.

Although it doesn't seem to have any killing power, it is almost the same as the Rasengan in my mind, except that his is red.

Looking at the Curse Ball whose rotation speed had not yet reached its peak, Xia Rishuo took a deep breath and said silently, "It's time to speed up and compress it."

The cursed power ball in his hand was getting faster and faster, and its size was shrinking under Xia Ri's deliberate compression control. Maybe it was compressed too much, so several nearby strands of cursed power merged into one and finally turned into sharp cursed power blades.

Xia Rimu did not stop this change, but just watched, observed the changes and recorded them, just like a clinical trial.

Perhaps what will be created in the end is a technique that is completely different from the Rasengan, but for now it is just accumulating experience.

With this thought in mind, Xia Rishe continued to accelerate and compress the "Rasengan" in his hand. The tiny cursed blades did not merge at this moment, but made a "clang clang clang" sound during the collision.

At this moment, Xia Luolu also discovered that something was wrong. The magatama in his scarlet pupils was spinning rapidly, and some of the cursed blades that collided inside were directly bounced away, leaving a cut on his face. Perhaps because the cut was too small, no blood oozed.

"This is not good. We need to adjust the spacing between these cursed blades, or I'll be dead if they explode."

Although he was complaining in his heart, Xia Luo had no choice at this moment. This data test seemed to have gone wrong, and he knew that being nervous was useless and might even lead to disappointment in control.

If this thing in his hand exploded, in just a moment, the area within a ten-meter radius would be devastated. Anyway, he didn't have that fast speed, so as for recovering the cursed energy.

It was no longer possible. The cursed blade had been compressed into a solid object, and it could not be recovered due to the high-speed rotation. If he tried to slow it down, he would probably be shot into a hornet's nest before it could even slow down.

To be honest, it already feels like a rain of pear blossom needles. And his is even more awesome, it can shoot 360 degrees without blind spots, with a range of ten meters, and can kill the host if not controlled properly.

"Whoo~"

With his lips slightly opened and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, Xia Luoshu looked at the "thorn ball" in his hand that could kill him at any time. His eyes gradually became indifferent. At this moment, he wanted to treat the "thorn ball" in his hand as a patient.

Being calm and composed is what doctors need to focus on most.

His left hand was wrapped in cursed energy, and he dragged the "thorn ball" with both hands, and began to adjust it under the micro-manipulation of the Sharingan. The collision changed the trajectory of the action, and the cursed blade was gently deflected to other places by the summer sunset.

The "thorn ball" in his hand was only as big as a lead ball, but there were thousands of densely packed cursed blades. What Xia Luo had to do now was to find tracks for these thousands of cursed blades without fixed tracks.

Amid the chaotic collision sounds, a few cursed blades would occasionally be thrown out by chance, some would directly pierce the ground, and the hands holding the "thorn ball" would be directly pierced.

Perhaps because the penetration speed was too fast, Xia Rishe didn't feel anything. He just felt that the cursed power covering his hands was forcibly broken by something.

He knew that this was a cursed blade that was ejected due to the collision.

Xia Luo swallowed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his heart kept urging him to hurry up.

The pierced palm began to bleed, and red blood dripped onto the ground. Shura, who was sitting and waiting nearby, saw his master's hand bleeding, his pupils shrank sharply, and he thought his master was attacked by someone. His eyes became ferocious, and he just stood up.

Xia Luoluo shouted, "Stupid dog, stay there and don't move!"

This scolding made Shura sit back down and lie on the ground with a look of grievance on his face.

As time passed second by second, Xia Luoshe's arms, fingers, chest, cheeks, and even neck were all covered with scars of varying degrees. The Sharingan also began to be overloaded at this moment, and warm liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes and flowed across his cheeks.

"I don't know if my eyes will go blind..."

Xia Luoluo muttered quietly, as if reminding himself that it was not the time to feel tired yet. Although his vision was a little blurry, his tone was still so light:

"It's okay to be blind. There's nothing wrong with that."

"Well..., there's nothing wrong..."

In the end, even Xia Luoluo himself didn't know what he was talking about, and those words were said subconsciously.

After a while.

Xia Luoche closed his eyes, feeling the stable "thorn ball" in his hand, and sighed, "I'm so tired, I almost got into trouble. My eyes are bleeding too much, I don't know if I can open them in a while. But... what should I name this move?"

Xia Riluo was playing with the ball in his hand. The orbit of the cursed blade inside had been arranged by himself. Unless there was an external force, this thing was still very safe.

Although the process is thrilling, at least the result is good. It just has a drawback. What if Lao Liu interrupts it just after it is condensed?

perish together?

I think it's better to put a layer of magic power protection film on the outside of this thing to be on the safe side, so as not to trade one-for-one with the enemy if you don't play it well. Of course, this film is only to guard against external magic attacks.

As for the name... let's talk about it after the improvements are completed.

Xia Luoluo sat on the ground and complained weakly:

"Ah, I'm so tired. I won't do this again next time."

Chapter 59 Damn, I'm blind! (Please recommend and vote)

Xia Rishuo suddenly threw the stable "thorn ball" in his hand. It was not a random throw, but the surrounding terrain had already been engraved in Xia Rishuo's mind.

At the end of the front is a small hill, and the "thorn ball" will not explode even if it hits it, but will only destroy the hill.

"Shura, take me home. I think it's better for me to take a rest before going out to buy groceries."

Facing the call of Xia Luo, Shura did not go over, but howled and complained: "Woo~Woof! (Master, you called me a stupid dog)"

Xia Luoluo heard it and smiled, saying, "How could that be? I just said it for your own good. I had no choice but to say it. Your father is blind now, why don't you send me back?"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and in less than a moment he felt the hair in his hand, fumbled around and sat on him and said, "Thank you, Shura, you are the best."

In response to his master's praise, Shura did not respond, but raised his head proudly.

Xia Ri Luo felt the joy in Shura's mind, smiled and touched his head.

Maybe... I really experienced the difficulty of being a parent. I don’t know why, but I suddenly thought of going back to take a look.

It's not that I want to go back to the original world, but I want to see my dead parents here. Although I didn't feel much on the day of the time travel, as time goes by, the memories of the original owners will truly become "myself", and I will also feel something.

"Forget it, let's go to grandma's place after the exchange competition is over. If your eyes are fine today, go to the graves of his parents to clean them. It's been a few months since you last went back to see them."

Just as he finished speaking, Shura beneath him reminded him:

"Woof! (We're home)"

"okay, I get it."

Xia Luo bent down, touched the door handle with his left hand, then opened it and walked in. Normally, he didn't lock the door when he went out. After all, there was no one to protect himself from, and his family was very poor. There was nothing in the house except some food in the refrigerator.

He usually locks the door only when he's at home. After all, he prefers to be naked when sleeping alone.