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When I arrived at the classroom door, I found that there was no one inside except for Mr. Gojo standing on the podium. I asked, "Where are Maki and the others?"

"They have their own things to do."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand to signal Xia Luo to come in, and said: "Everyone needs to be taught differently, so I didn't call them. As a teacher, I am very responsible."

"Oh okay."

Xia Luoluo muttered something to himself and sat down at his seat. He looked at Gojo Satoru on the stage and asked curiously, "What do you want to teach me, Mr. Gojo?"

"Humph."

Gojo Satoru smiled, picked up the chalk and wrote a few big words on the blackboard [Reversal Technique], and said: "I happened to see your sparring with Maki this morning. Considering the special nature of your eyes, I would like to try to teach you the Reversal Technique."

"Reversal technique?"

Xia Luo was a little confused at this moment. He seemed to have heard this word before, but he just couldn't remember it. It had been a long time since he last read this comic, and it was already a far cry from the fact that he could only remember some of the plot and the charismatic characters.

For example, Gojo Satoru, in summer sunset, I remember that he was very strong, the ceiling of combat power, and very coquettish... Fushiguro Megumi, a melee summoner. Otsutsukotsu Yuta, a pure love god of war...

"Yes, I will explain the principle first, and then we will do the actual combat."

Gojo Satoru turned around and continued to write something incomprehensible on the blackboard with chalk in his right hand.

What about two negatives equaling a positive, the precision of mana control, etc...

After Gojo Satoru finished writing, he picked up the bamboo stick on the table, knocked on [negative times negative equals positive] and said: "The so-called reversal technique is to multiply the negative of the cursed power, which is the so-called negative times negative equals positive."

"It can also be understood that curse power comes from one's own negative emotions. We sorcerers do not cast curses, but transform these negative emotions into power, so the energy of curse power is negative."

"Most of the spells of a sorcerer are innate, that is, the spells are engraved in the brain. For example, you need to make hand seals to perform a spell. This type of spell is the most basic forward-turning spell."

"Ah! Some say it's a deviation. Never mind, I have to learn it anyway. As mentioned before, cursed power is a negative force. It can strengthen the body but cannot regenerate it. So we have to multiply the negative forces together, and double the negative to get a positive. This is the reversal technique. The principle is roughly like this, let me show you how to do it in practice."

As Gojo Satoru said this, he pulled out a revolver from his pocket, and then, in front of Xia Luo's confused eyes, he decisively pointed the gun at himself and shot himself!

"Boom!"

The gunshot startled Xia Luoze and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

"Oh, I forgot to turn off the unlimited curse. Apparently I'm still a little afraid of getting my head blown off by a gun."

Gojo Satoru's calm voice made Xia Luoluo open his eyes. Looking at the bullet embedded in his forehead, he was speechless and cursed in his heart: "Is it fun to scare the fragile hearts of students?"

As if he had seen Xia Luoshi's complaint, Gojo Satoru put down his revolver and took out a fruit knife from his pocket and said with a smile: "This time we're serious. Just now it was just a joke."

After saying that, he pulled out a fruit knife and stabbed his arm. It went straight through, as if the arm was not his own, and red blood flowed out of the wound.

When Gojo Satoru pulled out the fruit knife, the wound healed quickly. In the end, there was no scar left except blood on his arm.

Xia Luoluo's eyes widened as he watched. If he could learn this, wouldn't he be able to heal the scars on those women and realize his dream of making money while lying down before he traveled through time!

"hiss……"

Xia Luo slammed the table and stood up, shouting, "This is awesome! I want to learn it! I want to learn it!"

As if he knew that Xia Luo would have such a reaction, Gojo Satoru sneered, stuck the fruit knife in his hand on the table, picked up a bamboo stick and hit the [Precision of Curse Power Control], and said:

"The prerequisite for learning is that you must have extremely high precision control over your own magical power. This is what I want to teach you today!"

After saying that, Gojo Satoru lightly snapped his fingers, and a weak cursed force attacked the surroundings. As if it was deliberately controlled, the window that was originally closed was now slowly opening, and the open door was now slowly closing, without a sound.

Although it looked simple, Xia Luo had already opened the two magatama Sharingan to observe the moment the cursed energy attacked. The cursed energy used by Gojo Sensei was very accurate. The moment the door just closed, the cursed energy responsible for pushing the door just dissipated. If it was less, it would not be pushed, and if it was more, the wooden door would make a collision sound.

Gojo Satoru continued, "If you can practice to this level in just one morning, we will proceed to the next step."

"Um... I don't think I need it, Gojo-sensei. This kind of detailed control of cursed energy is already easy for me at the moment."

After saying this, Xia Rizhu confidently demonstrated his new move "Spiral Four-Shooting Glass Beads". He opened his right hand and a scarlet cursed ball appeared. Within a second, the cursed ball turned into a red glass bead.

Gojo Satoru was stunned at the moment, looking at the high-speed spinning cursed blade in the glass ball, as if he remembered something. The small hillside at the corner of the intersection yesterday seemed to be destroyed by this thing.

I have to say, it's quite impressive. I even got out of the car to take a look. I estimated with my magical power that the depth was at least three or four meters.

Gojo Gorao said with some interest: "Let me see it. It would be best if he exploded directly. I want to see how powerful it is."

"Um... Teacher Gojo, are you saying that you want this thing to explode in your hands?" Xia Luoshe wiped the sweat that suddenly appeared on his forehead and asked uncertainly.

After all, what normal person would do?

"Correct."

After getting Gojo Satoru's affirmation, Xia Rishu slowly passed the ball in his hand to him. Although the bullets just now could not cause any harm to him, this thing of his...

The close-range attack was definitely more powerful than a revolver bullet! Not to mention that there were thousands of cursed blades, which would dissipate on their own after flying a certain distance.

He jumped out of the open window, ran dozens of meters away, and shouted to Gojo Satoru in the classroom: "Gojo Teacher, I'm going to detonate, pay attention!"

"No problem, no problem, I... am the strongest."

Gojo Satoru looked carefully at the glass ball in his hand. The rotation orbit of the Cursed Blade inside had been fixed. To make this thing, extremely high precision in controlling the Cursed Power was required.

It's quite interesting. It seems that he will learn the reversal technique very quickly. I just don't know if his brain is very smart.

With a snap of his fingers, Gojo Satoru instantly activated the [Unlimited Technique]. The glass ball in his hand seemed to be repelled by something and flew out, and then a "click" sound was heard in front of him.

The outer shell covering those cursed blades shattered and then exploded instantly.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

"Dong dong dong..."

The entire classroom was now in ruins. With a gust of wind, the room...collapsed!!

Chapter 67 Kyoto School (Please recommend and vote)

"Clang!!!"

A wooden stick rolled down to Xia Luo's legs.

Xia Luoluo looked at the collapsed house, swallowed his saliva, and said inwardly: "I didn't expect that I would do something I didn't do in my previous life, blowing up the class."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Gojo Satoru lifted the wood that was pressing on him and said, "This thing is quite powerful. The principal is going to deduct my salary again."

"Are you okay, Teacher Gojo?" Xia Riluo walked up and asked.

"it's okay no problem."

Gojo Satoru walked out calmly. Nothing happened to him. There wasn't even a speck of dust on his black clothes. He turned around and looked at the destroyed classroom. He sighed and said, "Should we destroy this whole area and build a new one?"

Xia Luo actually felt eager to try at this moment. Just when he was about to recommend himself, Gojo Satoru turned to face him and said:

"Forget it, forget it. Building a new house is expensive. It's better to travel more and bring back some local specialties."

"..."

Xia Luoluo's excited hand retracted and asked, "Teacher Gojo, can I learn like this?"

"Okay. I've explained the theory. Try multiplying the physical strength of the cursed spirits. As the saying goes, two negatives equal a positive, which means the final result is still 1, not negative 1 + negative 2 = negative . This is not particularly difficult for you at the moment. You may be able to do it right away, just like Glass did."

"Negative one times negative one equals one..."

Xia Luoluo took a deep breath and muttered to himself, then slowly closed his eyes, divided the magic power in his body into two equal amounts, and then tried to multiply them theoretically.

Although it sounds simple and I feel like I can do it, I will get confused when I actually start to do it. Cursed power is a unit of calculation, and in theory two put together is two.

But if you change your way of thinking, it suddenly becomes understandable. That is, combine these two to become something completely opposite. After all, two negatives equal a positive. As long as it can change, it is positive!

Trying out this crazy guess, Xia Rishe began to act, forcibly compressing the two separated cursed powers into one!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. As long as you are crazy enough, you can always succeed!

One minute later, under Xia Luo's hard compression, the two balls of cursed power turned into one ball of compressed cursed power...

"..."

Xia Luo fell into deep thought at this moment, looking at the extra compressed magic power in his body at a loss, he seemed to have not understood that point.

Seeing that Xia Luo was at a loss, Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "That's the theory. That's the only way I can explain it. Think about it slowly. Teacher, I'm leaving first, otherwise Dean Ye Moth will punish me again."

Xia Luoluo watched Gojo Satoru leave, then looked down at his abdomen, and finally his eyes moved to the ruins beside him. He scratched his cheek with his left hand, kicked the wooden board beside his leg back, and left with his hands on his head, whistling.

If Principal Yega gets angry later, he will expose Teacher Gojo. Anyway, it has nothing to do with him.

Passing by the training ground, Yuta Otsutsuki, Panda and the seniors have all woken up and are squandering their youth and passion on the playground...

"Run faster and with passion!!"

Senior Hyōkinji patted the already out-of-breath Yuta Otsutsukoshi's back, and he didn't know how many times he had already crushed him. How should I put it, I felt pretty good at the moment.

Panda sat aside and cheered as usual, but today there was an additional senior Xing Qiluo Luo.

Zenin Maki, who was swinging a sword, saw Xia Riyue watching from the side and shouted, "What are you looking at? Come down and train! We're about to go to war with Kyoto Jujutsu High School, don't bring shame to the school!"

Xia Luoluo smiled at this, muttered to himself that it was "still so strict", and then ran over and shouted:

"coming!!"

Two days later...

Everyone left Tokyo Jujutsu High School and took a special car to Kyoto Jujutsu High School. Xia Luoche had been thinking hard for the past two days but couldn't figure out what this Fufu Dezheng was.

Then came the so-called discussion of tactics. There was nothing to discuss with the two seniors. It seemed that for them, all they had to do was act recklessly.

Xia Rilu was helpless about this and could only keep in mind what Teacher Gojo said an hour ago.

The Tokyo School and the Kyoto School each compete in an event set by the principals of the two schools every day, which is carried out over two days. This year, Principal Ye Mo seemed to have something on his mind, so he discussed it with the Kyoto School in advance, and Gojo Satoru was in charge of leading the team.

The battle between sorcerers, the first day is a team battle, the second day is an individual battle. What's interesting is that this exchange competition is a sorcery battle that can do everything except killing people!

And what Gojo Sensei said to them was:

"Go play without restraint!!"

I don't know how much time has passed, but Xia Luo, who was originally sitting in the car, is now lying asleep. Shura is now in the care of Maki and the others in the Jujutsu High School, and will be summoned to catch the enemy off guard during the battle tomorrow.

The car stopped, and Yuta Otsutsukoshi, who was sitting beside him, gently shook the sleeping Xia Luo and reminded him, "We're here, Luo Jun."

"Uh-huh."

Xia Luoluo slowly opened his eyes, stretched, opened the window and looked at the scenery outside. How to put it... It's a little different from the Tokyo Jujutsu High School. For some reason, this place has the feeling of an aristocratic school.

I pushed open the car door and turned to look at the Kyoto Gate. An old man was standing at the gate with a cane, and beside him stood a teacher and a group of students.

The most obvious one is Todou Aoi. After all, with a height of 1.9 meters and bulging muscles, he is quite eye-catching.