I, the god, recruit witches to make money

In their expectations, Nohara Shrine was a stepping stone for the first round of competition, just to show how powerful the people of the Goshichi family were.

The real contenders for the strongest position of the next generation are Fujiwara no Yuo and others.

The result of the last brawl did not bring any good reputation to Nohara Shrine.

On the contrary, the shrine maidens and priests of each family all agreed that Nohara Shrine was just lucky and had to rely on sneak attacks and hiding to survive to the end.

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

They have the ability!

Under the vermilion torii, three of the five people are shrine maidens from Nohara Shrine.

This result made the surrounding shrine maidens and priests feel a little strange. Over the years, people from small shrines have been accustomed to feeling that they are not as good as those from large shrines.

Didn't even feel the slightest bit of shame about it.

The Goshichika was never a self-proclaimed title, but rather a respectful title bestowed upon them by people based on their strength.

What happened this year?

First, the highly prestigious chief priest of Izumo Taisha was defeated by the sword master Kamiya Shinmei, and then the people of the Goshichi family were defeated by the shrine maiden of a small and unknown shrine.

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

The people of the Yuqi family may not be invincible.

There was no expression on their faces.

Many people's eyes showed encouragement for the three people.

Junpei Yoneda noticed the change in people's hearts.

Don't be fooled by his tall and fat appearance, which looks like a simple-minded fat pig. He is actually smarter than anyone else.

I participated in this competition not out of my own will, but at the order of the new chief priest.

The death of the previous chief priest put Izumo Taisha into a bad situation. There was no big shot who could control the situation, and they couldn't rely entirely on the seniors in the secret realm for support.

If we want to get back on track, this game is a good opportunity.

He initially participated with full confidence, thinking that the combat experience he gained by living several decades longer than those little devils was not in vain.

Reality tells him that people cannot be compared.

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

The little devils nowadays are all monsters.

Junpei Yoneyama grumbled to himself as he looked at the lottery tube that was handed to him. He could only pray silently that Jun Komori would be picked.

After the fierce battle with Fujiwara Yuo, Komori Junfa consumed the most energy. His skin, which was originally as healthy as white jade, turned sickly white, and his burgundy eyes inevitably showed a bit of fatigue.

A splitting headache.

She still reached out and pulled out the rolled-up note, opened it and saw the number one written on it.

There are no byes...

Oh no, in my current state I am no match for others at all, I am simply a walking promotion bag.

"I am one."

Junpei Yoneda announced the number he had drawn, staring at Jun Komori with his narrow eyes.

Guilongyuan Meiya opened it and said with a smile: "I am number two."

"Me too."

Maki Lizi, who looked cold on the outside, echoed the words.

Kaminagi Rin rolled up the note in her hand, her face as delicate as a porcelain doll was stern as she said, "I am Yi."

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

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

"Tsk."

Junpei Yoneyama scratched his head and couldn't help but sigh that Jun Komori was so lucky.

"Then, those who have no rounds will wait here, and you and I will go to the bamboo forest in the west."

Maki Lizi took the initiative to choose a good venue, and then asked, "Do you have any objections?"

Guilongyuan Meiya folded her hands behind her head and said with a smile: "I don't care."

……

The autumn wind is bleak.

The bamboo leaves have lost their green color of spring and summer, becoming dry, and some of them are withered and yellow, as if they have transformed from a young girl into an old and ugly woman.

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

Maki Riko and Kiryuin Misae distanced themselves from each other, like a pair of cowboys about to face off.

For the sake of fairness, Maki Lizi briefly introduced herself, "I am the only successor of the Ice and Frost Style of Fushimi Inari Taisha. Unlike other sword-slashing styles, the Ice and Frost Style must rely on the strange weapon Shimokki 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.

"Frost Moon is made of ore transformed by the God of Winter. It has been tempered for 49 days and has an extremely high degree of coldness. If you cannot bear it, remember to tell me in advance.

It’s too late, I’m afraid you won’t be able to speak.”

"It's just a trick weapon, I have one too!"

Kiryuin Misae replied loudly, reaching into her jacket pocket to take out the Hand of Hades, "Huh?"

Touch again.

Well, still no.

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

Guilongyuan Meiya grumbled that she must give her a good talk when she got back. She was so nagging in the past, but she was not nagging at the critical moment, which caused her to forget to bring it.

"Are you kidding me?"

There was a hint of anger in Makiriko's cold expression. She was explaining seriously, but the other party was so casual.

The attitude that Yagyu Jubei used just now, as if he were facing a powerful enemy, was the correct way to deal with it.

After all, she is a shrine maiden from a small shrine. She has enough strength but lacks experience. She cannot realize how much the strange weapon can enhance the combat effect.

"Forget it," Maki Lizi exhaled a breath of cold air, and said with a cold look: "The game officially begins."

Upon hearing this, Kiryuin Miya pulled her hands out of her sleeves and put them outside her collar, letting the snow-white shrine maiden costume fall to her waist.

Crackling, white airflow covered the wheat-colored body, and lightning flashed between fists, "I'm coming!"

thump.

With a kick of his feet, dazzling electric light exploded from both sides.

Kiryuin Misae has mastered the trick of using electric current to stimulate her legs, thereby generating explosive speed, without her legs becoming numb like she did at the beginning.

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.

Makiriko's previously tense face relaxed.

The Frost School is not a school of swordsmanship that emphasizes head-on combat, but one that emphasizes skill.

Those who die in the cold winter are often not killed by hail, but by the cold that even clothing cannot protect against.

Like the wind, like mercury pouring on the ground.

The cold is pervasive.

Kiryuin Misae rushed forward and swung out a fist that flashed with lightning, a straight jab.

Maki Lizi was like a piece of paper, and when the fist wind came, she turned lightly.

The timing was just right, and the speed was so fast that there was no chance for Guilongyuan Meisai to turn around.

The blade approached her abdomen silently.

Boom!

Kiryuin Meiya stepped on the ground and jumped high, avoiding Shimotsuki's slash. She rolled to the ground, "Ha, ha, what happened? I clearly avoided it."

She gasped with difficulty, and cold air rushed out of her mouth and nose.

Maki Lizi turned around, her snow-white eyelashes drooping slightly, and said softly, "The cold cannot be avoided."

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

Guilongyuan Meiya figured this out, and her wheat-colored face showed a sunny smile under the white airflow, "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 your weaknesses."

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

Maki Lizi answered softly, flipping her wrist, causing the white ribbon to fly in the air, and the blade to drop downward, "Cold Mist."

hiss.

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

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

Guilongyuan Meiya took a horse stance with both feet, sank her qi into her dantian, and clenched her fists at her waist. "What should I do if I encounter an enemy that cannot be attacked in close combat? Shiraishi-kun has already taught me."

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

"Air cannon!"

Guilongyuan Meiya punched forward at high speed, not caring about specific accuracy, but only pursuing one word: fast.

In a short moment, he throws out hundreds of fists, using spiral electric current to generate air electric cannons that can thrust forward.

Rumble!

Lightning flashed in the air, and sharp air cannons blasted away the spreading white mist.

Maki Lizi did not stand still and take the attack. Instead, her body swayed in a very strange, boneless posture. In other words, she turned her body into a mist-like existence to avoid the attack of the air cannon.

And continue to approach Guilongyuan Meisai.

"Why can't you hit it?"

Kiryuin Misae chose to retreat. She didn’t want to experience the feeling of her internal organs being frozen again. She was full of doubts in her mind. How should she hit the enemy?

Maki Lizi looks no different from Luo Ye. She is always able to dodge any substantial attacks before they arrive, ignoring the constraints of her bones, meridians, and flesh.

This is too cunning.

Guilongyuan Meiya frowned and thought about how to attack the enemy.

Seeing that she was still unwilling to give up, Maki stopped chasing her and gently spun the Frost Moon in her hand like a pen, 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 round icicle in the air.

Guilongyuan Meiya barely avoided the cold air in the circle, but cold sweat broke out on her forehead and she was almost frozen.

At the same time, Maki Lizi jumped onto the icicle and her body quickly slid along the surface of the icicle, followed by thick cold fog.

The bamboo along the way became whiter.

In the blink of an eye, frost also covered Guilongyuan Meiya's brows, the electric current under her feet exploded, and she quickly escaped from the cold fog.

"Damn it."

She was shivering with cold, and even though she held her breath in time, the cold air still invaded her body.

Maki Lizi stepped on an icicle, and a chill surged through her body.

With her white hair and eyebrows, she really looked like a snow girl walking out of a comic book. "You'd better admit defeat. If you continue, you will only encounter more pain."

Guilongyuan Meiya tried hard to straighten her back and stop shaking, and said, "Hehe, I'm not a woman who will give in to the cold."

“No one can resist the cold.”

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

Guilongyuan Meiya kicked her feet and wanted to leave early.

Unexpectedly, as Makiriko had predicted, the circular icicle appeared not at its original location, but on her retreat path.