I will attack as a player!

Chapter 70 Special Grade

Chu Wuji was defeated for the first time since his reincarnation; the winner was Japanese oil-free breakfast.

After finishing the only edible grilled dried fish in front of him with a sense of relief, Chu Wuji threw down his chopsticks, stood aside, and started making a phone call to his secretary, preparing for their arrangements for his subsequent meals.

"Hey, don't waste food!" Zenin Maki said, getting a little angry.

Chu Wuji, even angrier at not being able to have breakfast, exclaimed, "The chef who can cook food like this is the one wasting food! Just how much funding have the higher-ups at the college embezzled?"

"...If you're not going to eat it, give it to me."

"Take it." Chu Wuji looked at Zenjima Maki, who was tasting the high-end salt, with a hint of pity in his eyes, then turned and left this sad place.

Stepping out of the cafeteria is the college's sports field. The budget for this place is quite substantial, with an epoxy resin running track surrounding a standard football field, and several basketball and badminton courts in the distance.

From afar, Chu Wuji saw Yigu Youtai standing by the track warming up with a giant panda and a short, white-haired boy.

While warming up, Panda seemed to catch a glimpse of Chu Wuji out of the corner of his eye and immediately stopped what he was doing: "Oh! You're the new classmate Yi Gu mentioned?"

"It's me, hello, the panda who speaks Japanese." Chu Wuji waved, indicating that it was their first meeting: "My name is Chu Wuji, we'll be classmates from now on."

"Hello, Chu Jun." Yi Gu You Tai, who had some social anxiety due to previous experiences, greeted him with a mixture of surprise and fear: "We meet again."

"Hua...a Chinese!" The panda and the white-haired boy's eyes lit up, and they quickly stepped forward, saying in Chinese, "Hello, thank you, Xiaolongbao, goodbye!"

"Xiao long bao, xiao long bao!"

It represents all the combinations and techniques I've learned in my life.

This is similar to how foreigners often ask Chinese people, "How are you?" and the Chinese people, like NPCs triggering a set line, start replying, "I'm fine. Thank you. And you?"

"Don't force yourself to speak Chinese, my Japanese is excellent." Chu Wuji's gaze swept over the three of them, noticing the bamboo sword at their feet. He kicked the sword into his hand with a flick of his foot: "Are you practicing swordsmanship?"

"Oh yeah, it's PE class now. Didn't Mr. Gojo give you the schedule?" Panda picked up a sword as well. "By the way, you're the first person who wasn't surprised that I can talk."

"What's so surprising? I even encountered a tick with barbed teeth before." Chu Wuji twirled his sword, noticing the two approaching from a distance. "As for the class schedule, you're both his students. Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

"That's really hurtful to say." Gojo Satoru, who was walking over with Zenin Maki, took his hand out of his pocket and greeted her, "Well~ I didn't expect you two to meet so soon."

"Logically, transfer student orientation sessions should be held in class, but I guess PE class counts as a class too!"

"Come on, introduce yourself. Remember to tell us what you like, what you dislike, and what your dreams are!"

"This isn't like Naruto where classes are assigned. As for self-introductions, they're already over. Chu Wuji, a Chinese." Chu Wuji added to the later-arriving Zenin Maki, "You'll be more comfortable calling me by my name."

"Bah! Reading really does erode a person's innocence."

"By the way, Chu... Wuji?" After seeing Chu Wuji nod, Gojo Satoru continued, "I watched the battle outside the tent that day. Your taijutsu seems quite good."

"I have practiced martial arts and am quite skilled with knives."

Since that battle with the ticks, Chu Wuji discovered the versatility of spell power and began to study whether spell power could be used to stimulate martial arts.

Although skills like the Thunder Chasing Step can only be acquired through special traits, Chu Wuji isn't really a game character. Once he learns something, he's learned it and naturally won't forget it.

However, the disappearance of the true qi means that these martial arts only have the most basic effects.

"Oh!" Upon hearing Chu Wuji's words, Zenji Maki narrowed her eyes, picked up a long staff, and slung it over her shoulder. "Want to spar with me?"

Although she had personally witnessed Chu Wuji exorcise a level-one cursed spirit on his own, in terms of physical skills alone, she should not lose to anyone present except for Gojo Satoru.

"Sure." Chu Wuji did not refuse, and carrying his bamboo sword, he went to the center of the football field to stand opposite Zenjima Maki.

"Oh~ there's a good show right from the start!" The panda was quite excited, a true bloodthirsty spectator.

Meanwhile, Yuta was somewhat worried. He had witnessed Zenin Maki wielding a guan dao (a type of halberd) and cutting through a horde of cursed spirits: "Lord Chu... will Chu Wuji be alright?"

"Salmon!"

"Hmph, you should be more worried about Maki." Gojo Satoru stood behind the group with his arms crossed, drawing everyone's attention with a single sentence: "After all, Chu Wuji's rating is the same as Yigu's, it's Special Grade."

"Top-tier!?"

"Bonito flakes!?"

"Me?" Yigu Yuta pointed to himself somewhat insecurely, which reminded Panda and Dog Curly Thorn of Yigu Yuta's "terrifying" physical skills.

Perhaps Chu Wuji, like Yi Gu You Tai, is just powerful in terms of technique?

With such doubts in mind, everyone looked at the field with some curiosity.

Zenji Maki, who was on the field, didn't hear Gojo Satoru's words. She simply pointed her wooden stick at the ground and clasped her hands together, saying, "Let's go."

The next moment, Zenji Maki pushed off with her feet and rushed over, bringing her staff close to Chu Wuji's face.

"What? You didn't even react? You're really new..."

Before the thought could even flash through Zenin Maki's mind, her pupils suddenly dilated.

Chu Wuji had disappeared from sight at some point, and a chilling sensation rose from his side and rear.

Zenji Maki quickly turned around, changing her slash into a thrust, and held the wooden stick upright in front of her to block Chu Wuji's bamboo sword.

"Bang!"

The bamboo sword and wooden stick shattered simultaneously, and the immense force sent Zenji Maki flying backward. She slid several meters across the grass before finally coming to a stop.

The panda darted behind the monk and caught him, peeking out and saying, "That's foul, newbie! Don't use so much magical power to enhance your body when sparring! It's not like you're really trying to kill someone!"

"Salmon!"

"Tsk." Zenin Maki raised her hand, her thumb and forefinger slightly red. She was about to say something when she looked up and saw Gojo Satoru walking off the stage.

"You're wrong. Chu Wuji didn't use any magical power to strengthen his body, not even a little bit."

"What?"

"It can't be real, how could it be?"

The four of them were somewhat incredulous, especially Panda and Dog-Roll Thorn, who knew about Zenin Maki's situation.

To be able to send Zenin Maki flying without using any magical power, that must be some terrifying physical ability.

However, Gojo-sensei's six eyes are definitely not wrong...

Is this newcomer really human?