I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Shiraishi received a notification from the Soul Hunter backstage today, "The name of the competition is the K-one White Fighting Tournament, it will be an elimination match, and the champion will receive a gold belt made of pure gold."

"Gold belt?!" Kiryuin Meiya's eyes lit up, "Shiraishi-kun, I must participate in this competition!"

Bai Shi nodded and said, "Well, I plan to sign you up."

After a brief loss, Kaminagi Rin began to think about this competition, and said with a suspicious look on her face: "I have heard from people privately that some people will capture low-level monsters, demons, and evil spirits and bring them to the venue for competitions, and occasionally there will be extraordinary people who make money in this way.

This is the first time that an official event has been held. What do they want to do? "

"Haha, Kaminagi, you're too conspiracy-theoretic. Maybe you just want to see who is stronger among the lower realms."

Guilongyuan Meisai clenched her fists, hoping that time would pass quickly and the day of the war would arrive in no time.

……

Setagaya-ku, Tokyo.

The thin night enveloped the place, and an ordinary Mercedes drove into a mansion.

The car stopped in the front yard and a servant came forward to open the door.

The man who got off the bus was wearing a black coat, a hat, and a mask and sunglasses to cover his face. He had some blond hair, which made people doubt that he was Japanese.

A man also got out of the back seat. He looked tall and thin, and was not as well dressed as the man in the driver's seat.

He had a crew cut, a common military look, and wore a grey short-sleeved shirt and long trousers. He had a thin face and wore an expensive metal belt with a blood-red gem-like object embedded in the middle.

Led by the servants, the two went to the backyard of the mansion.

……

The backyard style is a standard Japanese courtyard, with deer-scared water making ticking sounds at night.

The woman, who looked like a European and American woman, was wearing a gorgeous kimono and sitting cross-legged in the corridor. Her long wine-red hair fell on her shoulders. She smiled and said, "Lieutenant General Lawrence, this is a rare guest."

"Merlin, do spirits also have the leisure to appreciate the moon?"

The man spoke, still without taking off his mask, and walked a few steps forward and sat next to Merlin, not looking afraid of this high-level monster at all.

"Haha, sometimes I also want to experience the beauty of moon-watching as praised by countless writers and poets."

Merlin answered softly, pouring a glass of sake for the man, "If you have any orders, just give me a phone call. Why do you need to come in person?"

"That woman has been keeping a close eye on me lately."

Lawrence was quite depressed. Adolph was like a very skilled hound, chasing after this person's traces. "I had no choice but to be more cautious."

"Haha, I can't do anything about that one either."

Merlin had the same smile on his face as a human.

Lawrence was secretly alert in his heart and did not drink the sake. He said, "This time I want you to help train a soldier. His name is Jack Wilson."

Merlin turned his eyes to the soldier and fixed them on the center of the belt. "Oh, is this the legendary muscle-mounted armor?"

"Yes, that's right. There is the flesh and blood of high-level spirits in it. I want to see if he can be invincible within the level 4 hunting spirit level."

Lawrence's tone could not hide his excitement, and he said, "Once he wins the championship, those guys above will have no reason to oppose the development of the other world. The power of the powerful mecha will change the world situation!"

Merlin smiled and said, "Since it is an order from Lieutenant General Lawrence, I will naturally not refuse."

ps: Thank you for the reward from Mr. Fan.

Chapter 131 Shiraishi-kun is a devil (two chapters in one)

As of the last registration date for the k-one white-collar tournament, a total of twenty-two players have registered.

All major TV stations began to hype up this useless match, and many people understood what the purpose of this competition was.

The world's only superpower wants to flex its military muscles and launches an experimental show of powerful mechas to the world. The slogan is that ordinary people will rely on technology to defeat the extraordinary.

Some principles of the powerful mecha have been revealed. It is certainly not possible to tell the public about such a cruel thing as using the flesh and blood of monsters. It is explained that nanotechnology is used to imitate the physical armor of high-level monsters, and it will be popularized in the military in the future.

The people were watching the fun, and different countries had different opinions. The supernatural world was also in turmoil. Many supernatural anchors believed that technology was a skill of mortals, so how could it possibly defeat the supernatural.

As an extraordinary hardcore science anchor, Bai Shi does not rashly comment on things he does not understand, for fear of being embarrassed.

He just continued with his special training.

……

As the days passed, the Internet and major media began to argue. Not only about the competition, but the topic of the debate was whether the technology of mortals could hope to catch up with the extraordinary.

The debates on both sides are interesting.

Shiraishi scrolled down the comment section of a video to read netizens' messages, and walked towards the corridor on the other side.

As mid-September approaches, the weather gradually becomes cooler.

Nohara Shrine no longer needs to cool people down and restore their senses to normal.

He walked around to the corridor of the pond and saw Guilongyuan Meiya lying on the ground. Her smooth back was shining, which was the light of the sun shining on the beads of sweat.

"What are you doing?" Bai Shi's tone sounded a little puzzled, but her expression was not too worried. It was obvious at a glance that she had not suffered any serious internal or external injuries.

"Well, Shiraishi-kun," Kiryuin Misae raised her head slightly with a grin on her face, "I'm sunbathing and feeling the pulse of the earth."

Her expression now is like that of a Shiba Inu who has made a mistake, with that nasty smile that makes people know at first glance that she is lying.

"Oh," Bai Shi responded, raised his hand and used the Bodhi wood. Emerald green sprouts sprouted out from his palm, turning into vibrant vines that entangled Guilongyuan Meiya who was lying on the ground, and pulled her back suddenly.

"Ah! Wait, this is not good. This is really very bad."

Guilongyuan Meiya screamed loudly, her body twisting like an earthworm, and the numb feeling spread from the nerves in her legs to her brain.

Bai Shi placed the man next to the pillar in the corridor and said expressionlessly, "What are you doing?"

"Hehe, I was thinking that the competition is coming up soon and the protagonists have to practice their special moves, so I thought about creating a special move as well. I asked Kannagi to come up with the name, Swift Wind and Thunder."

When Kiryuin Misae saw that she was exposed, she tried to confess and tried to dispel Shiraishi's anger with a flattering smile.

Boom! Bai Shi flicked her forehead with his finger and scolded her, "You want to run before you even learn to walk?"

"Have you trained the spiral force in your arms?"

"Uh, I want to practice both together."

She weakly put forward her own ideas, and was hit by another finger. Pain emerged on her forehead, and she quickly covered her forehead with her hand to prevent him from continuing to hit her. "I'm sorry, I was wrong, Shiraishi-kun, please don't hit me again, it hurts."

"You still feel pain. How serious are the sequelae of jumping right in without laying the foundation beforehand? I don't think you have learned your lesson."

As Shiraishi spoke, he squatted down and looked at the pair of long legs wrapped in loose red hakama.

Gulp, Guilongyuan Meiya swallowed her saliva, leaned against the pillar, and said in a trembling voice: "Shiraishi-kun, you are so gentle and warm-hearted, you shouldn't do that, right?"

"Haha, if you're dealing with a disobedient child, you need to punish him a little."

Bai Shi smiled and poked her right calf with his index finger.

"Woo," Guilongyuan Misaya made a nasal sound that was almost like the whine of a young animal. It would have been fine if she didn't move, but as soon as she moved her legs, the tingling feeling instantly swept through her body.

The flood hits the Golden Gate.

"Devil, Shiraishi-kun is a devil."

She made the accusation, and seeing someone raise his hand, she immediately cried and said, "I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, please don't poke me again, Shiraishi-kun."

"Hmph, remember next time, don't do this recklessly. Practice step by step, don't think about some killer moves. Winning with one strike is rare. Most of the time, it depends on normal performance."

Bai Shi warned seriously.

Kiryuin Misae nodded repeatedly, promising that she would never make a similar mistake again.

Bai Shi would not give her the opportunity to continue making the same mistake and kept her under strict surveillance until September 16th.

……

Bunkyo Ward, outside Tokyo Dome.

At around seven in the morning, the place was already packed with people, and various television media and well-known bloggers came to visit.

The competition opens at 8 a.m., but if people don’t enter in advance, if everyone arrives on time, all 55,000 people will enter at once.

It was fine in the front, but for the people behind, when it was their turn, they didn’t know how many games had ended.

Even if they do enter, it is difficult to see any specific situation.

The naked eye of mortals cannot capture the fight between extraordinary beings. Even though people know this, they still have a strong curiosity about the competition.

The ticket price for ordinary seats is 10,000 yen, and the seats close to the stage are 30,000 yen. Despite such high prices, they were still sold out.

The ticket resellers pushed the price up to 50,000 yen, but there were still people willing to pay for it.

"Wow, there are so many people here." Kiryuin Misae pressed her face against the window, her expression becoming excited, "Shiraishi-kun, do you think if I win the championship, will I quickly become a national idol?"

"Well, considering the current level of attention, the champion will definitely be remembered by most people."

Bai Shi nodded and poured cold water on her again, "However, don't have too high expectations. Unlike last time, there is no age limit this time. Your opponents are not only people of the same age, but also those with rich practical experience."

"I got it."

Guilongyuan Misaya pouted, feeling that she was being looked down upon, and secretly swore in her heart that she must win the championship, leaving Shiraishi stunned.

Bai Shi took one look at her expression and knew what she was thinking, and shook his head helplessly.

This time I brought Guilongyuan Meiya with me just to see the world, not to compete for the championship.

Passion is a good thing, but reality will not always respond to people's passion.

He wandered around the parking lot for a while before he found an empty space and closed the car door.

Shiraishi led Guilongyuan Miya to the special channel reserved for the contestants of the competition.

Compared to the noisy normal passage outside, it is very quiet here, so quiet that people can hear their own footsteps.

There was an elevator at the end. Shiraishi and Kiryuin Misae entered and pressed the button for the third floor below ground.

The elevator descended and opened with a ding. A staff member in a black suit appeared in front of me. "Hello, contestants please go to the right. For the Lord, go to the left. The first row of seats is on the way out."

Bai Shi patted her shoulder and said, "Come on, Gui Long Yuan."

"Hi!" Guilongyuan Meiya responded heavily and strode to the right.

……

Shiraishi turned and headed towards the narrow passage on the left. The silent atmosphere was broken as he approached the exit.

When the number of people reaches this level, even simple communication will create a whistle of sound.

People who like noise will become excited by the sound that vibrates the air.

Bai Shi is obviously that kind of person. He doesn't like scenes that are too quiet and is very interested in this kind of grand ceremony with thousands of people partying. The blood in his body seems to be boiling.

He left the passage with brisk steps.

Bright lights shone down from the dome, making the underground as bright as the ground.

Rows of seats are arranged in a circle around the wide arena, similar to terraces, with each layer higher than the last.

If you want to look at the ring from the last seat and see the people clearly, you may need to bring your own binoculars.

The organizers of the competition obviously thought of this and specially hung four large screens just above the dome so that people behind can see the appearance of the contestants and make their trip worthwhile.

There weren't many people sitting in the front row right now, and the noisy sounds mostly floated down from above, echoing and buzzing in the huge third floor.

The audience, like black ants, poured in from the gate and headed to their seats.

His ticket was a relative ticket unique to the contestants, and there was only one, so Kaminagi Rin and Komori Jun did not come.

If it were free, Shiraishi would be willing to bring Komori Jun and Kaminagi Rin to take a look. But if it was charged, not only would buying tickets be troublesome, but they would also be ripped off by scalpers.

He glanced at the seat number on his ticket and continued walking forward.

"Hey, Shiraishi-san, I knew right away that you would be participating as well."

From a distance, the man in the purple shirt waved.

Shiraishi walked over and found that the two were sitting next to each other. "Fujiwara, Ise Jingu is actually interested in this kind of competition?"

"In such a lively occasion, we always have to show up and make our presence felt."

Fujiwara Ryugen shrugged, stroked his beard stubble and said, "That being said, we are actually very curious about the strength of the powerful mecha."

The specific composition of the powerful mecha cannot be hidden from the Ise Grand Shrine. It would be a lie to say that I am not curious about the strength of the mecha.

"We specially selected a powerful inner palace priest at level 4 to practice Tianliu·Explosive Flame Unparalleled."