The excitement of the emotions stimulated the adrenaline and also aroused the boy’s desire.

That’s right..he wants to teach this guy a lesson.

Touma has a pretty good self-awareness.

He knew that his right hand could only bring bad luck, and he couldn’t defeat the gangsters or avoid summer tutoring, let alone pick up girls.

However——

This hand made him feel lucky!

Be able to beat up the bastard in front of you.

In stark contrast to his anger was Stiyl’s relaxed and cheerful expression.

Just like the front and back sides of a mirror, the emotions of the two are completely opposite.

“My name is Stiyl Magnus. But at this time, perhaps I should call myself FortiS93l…”

The fire magician said.

He put out the cigarette, lit another one, and continued to explain the purpose of the magician’s name.

It is also appropriate to call it a work license plate number.

According to this guy.

It is a tradition among magicians when they fight.

He looked methodical.

They chatted and laughed freely and continued talking.

Until Touma was only one step away from both sides.

He moved.

In the blink of an eye, the cigarette at the corner of his mouth bounced to the side of the building.

“You are a rubbish thrower, what a low-class person!” Vegeta was so angry that he couldn’t help spitting on the floor of his house. He leaned back and said contemptuously, “But I guess it’s just a trick under the guise of throwing cigarette butts.”

“Eh… this is so uncivilized!” Tokyo High School’s Nobara Kugisaki was shocked by Stiyl’s tacky appearance and his spitting everywhere. She frowned and said, “Can’t you do something earthly? Set the building on fire, right?”

This statement.

A prophecy.

What may seem like an uncivilized act of littering is actually Stiyl’s fighting method.

The cigarette flew horizontally with sparks, passed over the metal handrail, and hit the wall of the building next door.

An orange line chased the cigarette’s trajectory.

Under the slow and strange rhythm, Stiyl recited the spell in a calm voice.

“Flames.”

After speaking, it exploded.

The orange lines exploded, and focused in his palm was a huge amount of hot orange ball.

The temperature was so high that even the air was distorted and smoking.

The majestic and raging flames.

The heat was so intense that it caused the illusion of burning, forcing Touma to stop and protect his cheeks.

Even if he has a right hand that is said to be able to break any supernatural powers.

This gathering releases the natural elements..

The fire he had to deal with every day still frightened him.

Wait until you come back to your senses.

The scorching fireball is coming.

In a hurry, Touma put his right hand in front of him to protect.

The high temperature hit the air and quickly formed black smoke that obscured the view.

…

A confusing picture that blurs your vision.

Coupled with Touma’s nervous expression before he was swallowed by the black smoke.

The audience was also very nervous.

Although… now Touma explains that he is not afraid of superpowers.

But…what if?

What if he happened to encounter a supernatural power that could not be restrained by his right hand?

“Um… Kamijou Touma-san!?”

“What an extreme use of barcodes!”

“Whoever is in the Dark Priest group, kick them out now!! Fire Brigade, get ready to go!!”

This tense and compact atmosphere.

Accompanied by the audience’s nervous cheers.

Ordinary audiences are always the majority.

But smart viewers will not jump to conclusions easily.

No talk of off-field.

Let’s not dwell on the fact that Stiyl had foreshadowed in advance by saying ‘there are teammates’.

Let’s just talk about the venue.

Touma showed it vividly enough.

Even the Navy Headquarters in the One Piece world is like this.

“The newcomers nowadays are really… one by one, they are as strong as monsters~~” Admiral Kizaru said calmly, his eyes fixed on the video: “But, Kuzan~~ Who do you think will win this battle?”

“Ah la la.. There’s actually not much point in asking me about this kind of thing. I didn’t even look at it carefully.” Being called out by his colleagues, Admiral Aokiji reluctantly took off his eye patch and sat up, analyzing lazily: “Well.. Even if you want me to explain, I can’t really explain it.. Haven’t we seen a lot of male protagonists who were defeated at the beginning and male protagonists who were invincible at the beginning?”

Yes.

This confusing start makes it impossible to tell who has the advantage.

From the audience’s perspective.

The viewers are now worried about Touma.

Most of them are enthusiastic people who become more and more eager to watch exciting fights as the editing content gets better.

The clip only played for a quarter of an hour before a bloody fight started. Who could stand that?

“I think the outcome of this match can actually be determined using some common elements.”

Terra, Rhodes Island, and Kelsey have carefully studied the complete work of “The Protagonist’s Definition” and have realized how to interpret this story.

“Huh? What do you mean?” The little donkey Amiya was stunned.

“Generally speaking, whoever says they won first will lose. Whoever gets angry during a fight will basically lose. Whoever goes against the protagonist will definitely be unlucky.”

Kelsey properly talked about off-field factors.

“Can this… really be considered a final conclusion?” Amiya was a little confused.

The giant lynx did not explain further.

With her hands on her hips, she watched the video.

The golden cat’s pupils were filled with pitch-black smoke.

Keep watching this story continue..

…

within the video.

Stiyl stood there.

The sight in front of me was completely obscured by black smoke and flames.

But it’s the same as the three off-field factors.

He swelled.

The reserved session of opening champagne at halftime began directly.

“Thank you for your hard work. You failed. It seems that with your level, you can’t beat me even if you try a thousand times.”

The fourteen-year-old, 2-meter-tall, smoking, red-haired barcode boy is extremely confident.

The voice passed through the smoke curtain and reached where Touma was.

Well…that’s right.

After all, for this magician.

Is he trying to kill himself?

This level of firepower is no joke.

Killing people to silence them, they are really capable of doing it…

so–

“You said… who can’t beat you?”

With the meaning of surprise.

The boy named Touma suddenly dispersed the black fog.

Black smoke and flames intertwined and quickly disappeared.

And its standing posture.

The metal handrails melted like maltose, the paint on the floor and walls all flipped up, and the fluorescent lights melted by the high heat kept dripping down – in this hell of fire and heat, the boy stood unscathed.

Unscathed.

Magic immunity effect!

That’s right..

Kamijou Touma came to his senses.

There is nothing to be afraid of anymore.

This group of so-called magicians were on par with the psychics and posed no threat at all.

He had no mind to pay attention to any data or principles to be memorized.

only–

This ability has no effect on him!

Said so.

Touma immediately dispersed the flames that were spreading in the corridor.

This whole scene was seen by a magician named Stiyl.

He was stunned, and then his whole body tensed up.

As expected, Steele became furious.

This scene is absurd and ironic, but also in line with common sense.

“Great, he’s anxious, anxious!” Misaka Mikoto clenched her fist and shouted with high morale. She was very happy.. This bastard at least saved the face of the scientific side, and also saved her face! !

This kind of emotion is natural.

Even though Touma and Stiyl’s emotions were like two sides of a mirror.

However, no matter how opposite the personalities of human beings are, there is a common emotion called fear.

“The reason for fear is witnessing something that goes against common sense… Just like Kamijou Touma three seconds ago, this guy was also engulfed and driven crazy by this incongruous feeling of fear.” At Kyonaya Palace, Aizen Sosuke explained the situation appropriately.