I, the god, recruit witches to make money

"Both players are in position and the game begins!"

The host shouted.

Jack moved.

Chapter 133 Are you using this to test the contestants? (Long chapter)

"Jack! Jack!"

The Tokyo Dome was boiling with people cheering for the winner.

They couldn't see clearly the fight between the two sides, just like a 20-minute episode of anime cut down to two minutes, leaving the viewers completely confused.

Fortunately, the ending was not cut at all.

There is no mosaic on the big screen either.

Jack grabbed Miyazaki Takeshi's neck with one hand, and his five fingers turned into blades embedded in his flesh. Blood continued to flow out and fell from his heels onto the moon-white ground.

Miyazaki Takeshi lost consciousness.

After coming to this conclusion, Jack did not continue attacking. The mission was to win the championship, not to kill all the contestants.

The reason why he was beaten into this state is that Miyazaki Takeshi's fighting spirit is too strong. He will never stop until he beats his opponent to the point of being on the verge of death or unable to move.

Jack left Miyazaki Takeshi behind and turned to walk towards the contestant channel.

"Ten, nine, eight," the host began counting, and the people outside the venue who bet on Jack to win helped count.

The people who bet on Takeshi Miyazaki to win were anxious and shouted, "Stand up! Tusk of the Savage Elephant!"

"There's no way he's standing up."

Fujiwara Ryugen muttered, stroking the stubble on his chin, "The armored mecha is more violent than I thought. Mr. Shiraishi, what do you think of the strength of that guy named Jack?"

"That's so cool." Bai Shi's eyes lit up. He disliked the muscle armor of high-level monsters because it was too big and not the handsome look he was after.

Jack's powerful mecha is different. The overall lines have a natural sense of flowing water. In addition to the blood-red muscles, it is matched with black armor, protruding blades on the elbows and a head shape similar to that of a racing driver's helmet.

He suddenly had the urge to transform himself using his belt, and then drive the Fire Blade along the coastal highway.

Fujiwara Ryugen laughed and joked, "Could it be possible that Shiraishi-san can even copy this?"

"Haha." Bai Shi smiled and did not answer his question.

The Butterfly Transformation Technique wants to create objects out of thin air, which often depends on the amount of knowledge Bai Shi has.

This amount of knowledge does not mean that Bai Shi needs to remember it in his mind or understand the specific process.

I know and I can.

Many people know the principles of nuclear bombs, but few countries can actually build one.

He is the kind of person who knows the principles of nuclear bombs and can make nuclear bombs by hand, and he doesn't need to worry about the process in between.

The same principle applies to the belt. As long as he knows that the belt is a combination of monster flesh and blood and technology, he can make it.

The remaining steps are completed with the help of Fa Nian.

The method to supplement the Dharma thoughts is to intercept relevant records from the world's laws.

To put it in another way, the law of the world is an encrypted Internet. He is the only one with authority. If he wants something, he can enter keywords and search the entire process.

If there is a process, it can be transformed into concrete things.

This creation also has its limitations. He cannot create objects that do not exist in the world.

But this bug can be compensated by taking shortcuts, just like the wooden man at the shrine, which was just an ordinary wooden man when it was created.

He gave it the additional characteristic of being indestructible, which was equivalent to indirectly creating a wooden dummy that would never be destroyed.

"...Shiraishi-san, you can't really learn it, can you?"

Fujiwara Ryugen felt less confident after hearing his smile. The seemingly outrageous thing did not seem to be surprising to this person.

Speaking of outrageousness, there is probably nothing more outrageous than this person's existence.

"Let's not talk about that. The organizer was quite considerate and even went out of his way to explain the battle just now."

Bai Shi smiled and changed the subject, but refused to say anything, leaving this guy to guess.

Fujiwara Ryugen smiled bitterly and decided to ruin the other party's good mood, "This commentary is for the general audience, you and I don't need to listen to it.

Let’s talk about the next battle. I think Meiya-chan is an intuitive fighter who can be easily suppressed by Buddhist monks.”

It has to be said that this sentence really affected Shiraishi's mood. He really wanted to go backstage and talk to Guilongyuan Misae and remind her to be careful, but he also felt that this was a good test.

"Let the children solve their own problems."

Shiraishi replied with a smile.

……

In the passage outside the players' lounge, Guilongyuan Meiya was warming up, using familiar moves to relieve her inner stress.

It's not like she had not participated in karate competitions before, but there had never been so many spectators in attendance.

Countless eyes are focused on the ring. If they are supporters, it is a kind of power that is infused into the players.

Without laughter and encouragement, cold gazes will turn into heavy shackles.

Even someone as cautious as her needs to relieve her inner stress through warm-up exercises.

"Hello."

The sudden sound startled Guilongyuan Meiya, and she stepped back quickly, "Who are you?"

The girl in front of him was petite, about 1.51 meters tall, with short hair that covered her ears and a bun tied behind her head. Her eyes were bright and sharp. "My name is Kong Mei, your next opponent. This is a little gift from me, please accept it."

She handed over the dumplings in a gift box.

Guilongyuan Meiya stopped being alert and said, "Oh, thank you very much. My name is Guilongyuan Meiya. My friends call me Guilongyuan or Meiya."

As she spoke, she took the gift box, sat on the ground, unwrapped it, put one in her mouth and chewed it, then handed it to Kong Mei, "You eat it too, this one is good."

"Hi." Kong Mei nodded and chose to squat next to the wall, "Gui Longyuan-san, you are such a good person."

“Haha, a lot of people say that.”

Guilongyuan Meiya smiled and said, "You are also a very cute girl. Hehe, little bun head, I can't come up with such a cute name."

“Because I like eating dumplings.”

Kong Mei's face turned slightly red. When she chose this name, she never thought that it would be exposed to so many people.

Guilongyuan Meiya smiled and said, "This dumpling is delicious. Where did you buy it?"

She smiled and said, "Asakusa Sogetsu is a dango shop not far from Sensoji Temple. If you have time, Kiryuin-san will come there to play, and I will treat you well."

"I've been busy with my training lately, so my schedule is very tight."

Kiryuin Misae did not make a polite response, but after careful consideration, she came to the conclusion that she did not have time.

"Haha." Kong Mei smiled and said softly, "For us extraordinary people, time is always there. Ten years, twenty years, are just a snap of the fingers. By the way, why don't we add each other as LINE friends?"

Before coming, Mayumi Shido repeatedly taught Kongmei not to get too close to her opponent.

But it's rare to meet such a frank peer, and she wants to be friends with Kiryuin Misae.

"My phone is with the Lord God. Tell me your Line name and I'll go back and search and add you."

Kiryuin Misae would only refuse to be friends with those people she disliked, but she would never refuse to make friends with those she didn't dislike.

Even if it was an opponent in the next game, she was still willing to make friends with him.

"Little girl," Kong Mei replied. Seeing that her mouth was a little dry after eating, she took out a teapot and teacup from her treasure bag and poured her a cup of tea. "Please have some."

"Oh, that's amazing, how come this small bag can hold such a big teapot?"

Guilongyuan Meisai took the teacup with a look of shock on her face.

Kong Mei smiled and said, "This is a strange weapon. The cloth was once stained with a trace of divine spirit. It was cut off by a senior from Sensoji Temple and made into a treasure bag using secret techniques. It has its own space inside and can hold a lot of things."

"That's great." Guilongyuan Misae took a sip and wondered whether she should go back and mention it to Shiraishi-kun.

After thinking about it, she gave up the idea, feeling that she didn't have so many things to bring.

Kong Mei said carefully: "Gui Longyuan-san, I want to say something unpleasant to you. I hope you won't be angry."

"Oh, don't say that then."

Kiryuin Misae answered nonchalantly.

"..." Kong Mei was interrupted by this sentence. She thought about the words in her mind again and asked tentatively: "I have to say it. Can Gui Longyuan give up the next game?"

Guilongyuan Meiya was very surprised and said: "You want to bribe me to give up the competition with a box of dumplings?!"

"No, it's not. I just don't want to hurt Guilongyuan-san."

Kong Mei hurriedly explained her reasons.

Guilongyuan Meiya suddenly realized and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter. There will inevitably be injuries in the battle. I won't care and I won't show mercy to you. Let's go all out."

"This," Kong Mei frowned. She didn't like hurting others, nor did she like fighting.

To participate in the competition, Sensō-ji Temple needs someone to attend such occasions.

"You don't have to worry so much."

Kiryuin Misae patted her shoulder with a relaxed expression.

At this time, the staff ran over and said, "Little Tuantou, Fist Devil Hao, it's time for you to go on stage."

"Oh." Guilongyuan Meiya stood up, handed the empty box to the staff and said, "Please throw it for me."

"Okay." The staff took the empty box and led her to the east entrance for contestants.

Kong Mei had no choice but to show her strength and make the other party give up.

……

"Next up is the seeded player of this competition, the little head of Sensoji Temple!"

Smoke billowed as the petite Soramei walked out of the passage, triggering thunderous cheers. Some of the cheers came from the atmosphere crew that Sensō-ji had hired long ago, others were the audience who were moved by the emotions, and then the gamblers.

"And her opponent is Kenmo Gou. Can the shrine maiden of Nohara Shrine achieve a reversal and make this match an upset?"

Guilongyuan Miya came on stage at a trot. Her mentality became calm. She was not affected by the silence of the audience. Her eyes were only on the opponent in front of her.

"Both players are in position and the game begins!"

When Kong Mei heard the host say start, she kicked her feet and ran quickly. She did not attack, but chose to run around in circles outside.

Kiryuin Misae couldn't understand this action, but she didn't dare to be careless. She followed Kongmei's eyes, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Kong Mei spun around and then dived low, rushing into the blind spot of Guilongyuan Meiya's vision.

The person disappeared?

Her pupils dilated, trying to capture the other party's spiritual pressure.

Kong Mei patted her belly with her small hand.

Bang! The surging spiritual pressure suddenly erupted, and Kiryuin Meiya was directly blown to the edge of the ring and hit the barrier that was set up, "Wow."

She spat out a mouthful of blood, her head was confused, and she couldn't understand why her opponent was so close to her without her noticing.

"Oh my, it has turned out like this."

Fujiwara Ryugen was not surprised by this scene. In battle, besides the eyes, one had to rely on the heart's sixth sense and the body's instinctive reaction to danger.

How to blur the lines, or even make this method ineffective, is what the extraordinary people need to consider.

Buddhists are the best in this regard. Their attacks without murderous intent are like a gust of wind blowing on the face and will not be noticed.

During a battle, once a Buddhist monk leaves your field of vision, it will undoubtedly be very difficult to capture him by relying on your sixth sense and instinctive reaction.

The best way is to keep watching.

"Koramei-chan is well aware of her own advantages. With her small size, she can easily get into Meisai-chan's blind spot and attack her."

"Yeah." Shiraishi nodded and continued to stare at Guiryuin Misae.

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand, smiled and said, "You are so amazing, you were so fast that I couldn't react."

Kong Mei shook her head and said, “I’m not as fast as you think. I just disappeared from your sight.