Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 10 Gojo Satoru also did it!

As mentioned before, although the Jujutsu High School is a school, as a sorcerer you basically have no time to learn the so-called subject knowledge, and you cannot rely on the experience of others to learn sorcery.

On weekdays, students either play exciting flying chess, or take on missions and go to work. It is more like a guild than a school.

Fairy Tail, you know?
study?

It’s very difficult!

Only when new students enter the school will seniors come out and teach them seriously about the operation of spell power and the most important skill as a sorcerer.

Elegant name: [Taijutsu]

Common name: [Boxing]

what?
Why is boxing the most important thing for a sorcerer?

Interesting question - theoretically, it is because in this world, sorcerers believe that people are made up of [body] and [soul], and cursed power is negative emotions, or the existence transformed from [spirit], which is close to flesh and blood in concept.

The soul is a realm that cannot be touched by humans, while the [body] is a physical object that can be trained and get feedback. The sublimation of the body and the improvement of physical condition will naturally lead to an increase in the level of spell power - although the conversion efficiency is unclear, the concept of a sorcerer's "peak period" does exist.

Besides, cursed power is not such a convenient thing. With a fixed total amount, the techniques that each person can use are extremely limited. Moreover, most techniques cannot kill with one strike, and they consume a lot of energy.

So, in order to prolong the fighting time as much as possible and test the opponent's intelligence, boxing becomes an option.

Save your energy and test the enemy.

The above is rational thinking.

Sentimentally speaking
Boxing, cool.

Boxing, so cool!
Fuck, fight to win? Fight to win?
Yes?
No?

Idiot! The answer is yes and no!

The answer is that those who know are not as good as those who like to know, and those who like to know are not as good as those who enjoy knowing! !
Tearing flesh and blood, breaking bones, sucking the enemy's blood! The enemy's marrow! Fuck the enemy's shit! Blast the enemy's scrotum! The ultimate insult to the enemy! Defilement! That's part of the fun of fighting! !
Those who fight only for victory will never achieve eternal victory!

Go back and start practicing again from elementary school Chinese! !
paste.

In short, boxing is a compulsory course for sorcerers.

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"Fujimaru Ritsuka!!"

Unlike the past, Gojo Satoru's hoarse voice was extremely aggressive, his slightly raised head suddenly turned downward, and his sharp eyes seemed to be filled with thousands of knives that were about to cut him into pieces.

"It's about time you were freed!"

As soon as the words fell, the ground beneath the five feet suddenly cracked into cracks dozens of meters long. The huge roar made people feel as if a heavy rocket was launched from the high school sports field and was about to hit the outer space at cosmic speed.

Gojo Satoru flew towards the black-haired boy in front of him at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye, with his hands stretched straight forward like the zombie king in Hong Kong zombie movies, and Fujimaru Ritsuka immediately pulled back his shoulders and elbows and tensed his body to prepare for an attack, while laughing happily and speaking.

"Ah, I know this part. It's called "A Certain Scientific Railgun," right?"

"Subtly wrong! The plot is the same, but the dialogue is closer to A Certain Magical Index!!"

Hey? How come the lines are different for the same plot?

The second dimension is so troublesome.
Gojo Satoru, who made no secret of being a second-dimensional being, angrily scolded Fujimaru Ritsuka. Unlike a certain "strongest psychic in Academy City", although Gojo Satoru also had white hair and the title of "strongest", his body was well trained.

The same action, when performed by Mr. Accelerator, looks like zombies attacking a city, while Gojo Satoru looks like the master of Hunyuan Xingyi Tai Chi.

But even the master——

The moment their figures crossed, Fujimaru Ritsuka turned sideways, twisted his waist, stepped his feet forward, and quickly spread out his palms to press down Gojo Satoru's arm from the side.

pound! ! !
At the moment the two people came into contact, there was a sharp explosion in the air, and then a heavy sound was heard, as if multi-layer glass had shattered to the ground from a high altitude.

The cursed energy was deflected and changed direction, and Gojo Satoru's body lost balance, and the efficiency of his attack output dropped to a dangerous level.

Gojo Gonamichi's eyes widened in shock.

why?
".The form of the cursed power." On the side, Geto Suguru, who was acting as a commentator in the audience, said in surprise, "The form of the cursed power attached to the palm changed. The moment it touched Satoru, the original thickness suddenly changed, just like a fist hitting a stream of water, shifting the force?"

It's just like a layer of flowing water wrapped around a human shell.

Even though he only dodged a punch, it required an instant reaction speed, the ability to judge the landing point of Gojo Satoru's attack, and ultra-high-precision operation of cursed energy.

It's impossible for a normal person to do this.

Even Gojo Satoru does not meet all the conditions.

But Fujimaru Ritsuka can.

Seize this opportunity, tap your toes lightly, and kick up with your thighs.

"Tsk."

Gojo Satoru perked up this time, anticipated the current situation, and made defenses before the offensive was broken.

He instantly relaxed his shoulders and elbows, and gently struck down on Fujimaru Ritsuka a few inches above his knee, interrupting the latter's attack.

Obviously, although Gojo Satoru is inferior to Fujimaru in fighting skills, he is able to catch up with Fujimaru Ritsuka's movements after changing his moves - because of the difference in cursed power, under normal circumstances, the speeds of the two are not at the same level at all.

Feeling the numbness in his knees, Fujimaru Ritsuka chuckled and suddenly extended his fingers. The frivolous look on Gojo Satoru's face was no longer there.

Unconsciously, he was like Fujimaru, with a silent fire burning at the corners of his mouth.

The next moment, an exciting war song started playing.

The black shadows intersected in an instant.

He raised his hands to block, turned his wrists to strike with his elbows, and the violent winds of his fists crisscrossed and spread in all directions!

Their forearms brushed against each other, and the collision of their cursed powers produced scorching fireworks, like a sharp blade being unsheathed, dancing in the air in an arc of light!

The fist seemed to turn into a pitch-black spear, piercing through the cursed energy that should have been as heavy as steel. The waist and back suddenly tensed up, and the right foot kicked out without warning, beating the burning torrent of cursed energy!

Gojo Satoru has simple panel data, while Fujimaru has extremely high precision and operation level.

When the cursed forces collided, it was like a car factory workshop that was sprayed with high-temperature bullets. The red light that had melted to a hot state was surging and shooting out, and after condensing to the limit, it exploded with a bang. The roar of the wind and the cracks in the earth swept in all directions starting from the axis of the two people's battle!

Equally matched?!
Nishiko and Geto Suguru were almost stunned.

At this moment, I understand it completely.

——Just as Noctua said.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is indeed a genius no less than them.

Gojo Satoru was the one who was most deeply touched.

After the battle began, Gojo Satoru deeply understood a reality when he used cursed power to strengthen his body in close combat without relying on techniques.

You will lose.

If you continue to fight like this, you might lose.

The creativity of the cursed power is not on the same level.

The level of martial arts is even more different.

why?
If Gojo Satoru was really a martial arts master or a fighting expert, then he would definitely be able to see that this was a difference in 'experience'.

But unfortunately he is not. He has had more fights in his life than he has eaten matcha parfait.

Therefore, he could only conclude that Fujimaru Ritsuka's talent in karate combat was monstrous - and this was the embodiment of what Mr. Yaga said, 'a genius like you'.

Because of his intelligence, Gojo Satoru thought his martial arts were top-notch, but in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka, his skills were reduced to simple turtle punches, and he could only do the same ostentatious attacking method as Takiya Genji.

So far, he had never hit Fujimaru directly with his punch, but his defensive cursed energy had been nearly penetrated by the opponent several times.

If this continues -

Before Gojo Satoru could think of a countermeasure, Ritsuka's fist shot out like a cannon and hit Gojo Satoru's shoulder.

With excitement on his face, Ritsuka swung his fist again. The sound was like the muffled sound brought by a strong wind and snowstorm, and the surging air wave exploded at a single point, turning into a thick wall that deprived Gojo Satoru of his vision.

His body tilted uncontrollably, and the moment Gojo Satoru was about to regroup, a layer of heat covered one side of his cheek.

It's the palm of your hand.

Fujimaru Ritsuka took a half step forward, extended his shoulders outward, and placed his backhand palm on Gojo Satoru's face.

The feeling of falling suddenly enveloped all five of them.

Gua! ! ! ! !
Gojo Satoru was "pressed" to the ground by Fujimaru. The ground cracked under the huge force, and Gojo couldn't help but groan. Then he bounced up uncontrollably along with the cursed energy that wrapped around his body.

But something different happened.

After Fujimaru Ritsuka became familiar with the use of cursed energy, his attack method changed from single to continuous.

Before Gojo Satoru recovered from the dizziness, he felt a tingling sensation on his skin.

The arch of Fujimaru's foot was tensed and swung out like a sharp whip. With a flash of arc light, it hit Gojo Satoru's chest and kicked him away!

"Cool!"

Did this MD just shout out “It’s awesome!”? (annoyed)
boom! ! !
The dust and mist that was splashed up from the ground by the fight between the two suddenly shrank inwards towards a point, and began to rotate like a spiral when one tightly grasps a curtain with one's hands, and then was shattered in one breath by the turbulence caused by Gojo Satoru's high-speed movement!

Gojo Satoru flew backwards, his body bent, almost flying close to the ground.

"!"

But soon, Ritsuka Fujimaru, who was ejected, caught up with him in mid-air.

Pull the sleeve and hit the chest, turn the wrist and chop the ribs.

Punch and kick!
In mid-air, it was unimaginable, an exaggerated series of attacks like those of the Saiyans.

Ola Ola!

Feeling as frustrated as being knocked into the air in a fighting game and unable to land, Fujimaru's hands launched tricky angles of attack in a way that Gojo Satoru could hardly keep up with, until he shattered the protective cursed force on Gojo Satoru's body and let the force be released on him.

It wasn't so fast that it was hard to understand, but it was so exquisite, perfectly connected, without even a single mistake. The spell power began to decline rapidly, and the body felt pain for the first time in a long time.

too fast.

There was no time at all for Gojo Satoru to react.

Are you being suppressed?

Will I lose?
Gojo Satoru's breathing stagnated.

suddenly--

hum.

Fujimaru's fist stopped.

His eyes were slightly stunned.

It’s not because I don’t want to continue, but because I want to stop. No, it’s because my hands have slowed down to an unimaginable speed?
It was as if the distance between his fist and Gojo Satoru was a long river that could not be crossed.

The most powerful technique in history——

[No lower limit technique]

turned on.

Gojo Satoru's expression changed. His originally cynical expression, which was fanatical because of the battle, finally stopped being playful. Everything happened in just an instant. He raised his fingers and palms facing outwards, adjusted his posture in mid-air with the help of his body core, and concentrated his cursed energy towards Fujimaru.

【Procedure】

【Cang】

Fujimaru withdrew his hand the moment he confirmed that his attack was ineffective, but faced with Gojo Satoru's sudden change of tactics, he could not dodge it either.

The next moment, it was like a giant transparent hand, or a huge wave, hitting towards him.

The air was filled with ripples, like a violent storm on a still lake. The transparent ripples hit Fujimaru directly, and his tattered black technical high school uniform, which was still suspended in mid-air, was instantly flattened, leaving twisted wrinkles.

The atmosphere makes a mournful cry!
Boom boom boom!!!

The surface of the ground shed, and mountains were carved out, with the Five Satoru as geometric protrusions. Elliptical winds and mists scraped the earth, shattered the atmosphere, and destroyed everything within sight.

"Oops!"

Geto Suguru's reaction was a step too late. He watched Fujimaru being hit head-on by Gojo Satoru's [Ao]. At the last moment, he shrank the cursed power in front of himself, and then was blown away like a cannonball, crashing into the indoor gymnasium, creating a cloud of smoke.

"He must be dead. At best he will be disabled for life!"

"Don't panic, as long as you're not dead, I can save you."

Glass, on the other hand, was calmer and immediately started jogging over.

Gojo then landed from mid-air, his back touching the ground first. After rolling uncontrollably for half a circle, he immediately adjusted his body and half-knelt to brake.

He immediately looked in the direction of the gymnasium, with a hint of panic in his eyes.

Oops, it’s too late!
Although it is not the full-power [Cang], and the essence of [Cang]'s technique is centered on Cang, the maximum output can reach negative infinity, which is similar to the attraction of a small black hole.

He just used the back of Fujimaru Ritsuka as the center point of [Cang] and pulled Fujimaru directly into the air and threw him out.

Cang's gravity is extremely terrifying. If Gojo uses it on himself, it can cause space movement and teleportation effects. A normal person would be directly hit by that kinetic energy, and the pain would be about the same as when the Flash bangs his head against the wall.

Although Gojo Satoru had originally intended to use his ability on Fujimaru, he never thought of using such a high output power.

He made a mistake.

The reason was that he "could not allow himself to be defeated by his classmates".

Instead of subsiding, the feeling of shame became even stronger, making Gojo feel extremely complicated.

He didn't know what to do, so he just followed his instinct and took a step forward, intending to go to the gymnasium to see what was going on.

However, just as he took the first step——

boom!
The wooden boards of the gymnasium were blown away, and a cone of dust protruded out. The 360-degree vision ability of the six eyes made Gojo Satoru instantly alert. He subconsciously looked up and stared at the source of the cursed power.

A blurry black shadow fell from the sky, bringing with it a blinding curse.

The six eyes made Gojo absolutely not let go of something that was moving at such high speed and carrying cursed power, so he subconsciously concentrated his attention.

"Even if the field of vision is 360 degrees, the actual focus is still on the 'point'? So why didn't you notice immediately when Mr. Yaga was standing behind you? Is it because you relaxed at school and couldn't process the vision in all directions at the same time?"

However, the moment he raised his head, a voice came into Gojo Satoru's ears.

That is--

He immediately moved his eyes and caught sight of Ritsuka Fujimaru beside him.

When did it appear?

There seemed to be a serious wound on his forehead, and the blood covered half of his fair face, but the man named Fujimaru Ritsuka was smiling, revealing two rows of healthy teeth. He didn't even care about the blood seeping into the gaps between his teeth, making his face look a little hideous.

“Is it the inertial thinking of the human brain?”

He smiled healthily and happily, like a tourist at the highest point of a roller coaster, eager to move forward.

But Gojo Satoru was just surprised.

'The remnants of cursed energy don't lie.' The mass of thing that flew out of the gymnasium did have a lot of remnants of cursed energy on it.

Therefore, Fujimaru was knocked into the gymnasium in that instant, smeared the blood with cursed energy on his body on the school uniform of Curse High School, wrapped the school uniform around a nearly human-sized wooden stake used for training and threw him out to attract Gojo's attention, and took cover from the smoke and instantly crossed a distance of dozens of meters to rush towards Gojo Satoru's blind spot.

Of course, Rokugan has no blind spots. What he chose was the blind spot of Gojo Satoru's "thinking". Just like a normal person can see things clearly within a considerable range in front of him, but will still be guided by his vision in front of him.

But
Hey?
Hey hey hey? ! !
Can you really think of so many things in a short time and put them into practice?
Lixiang, what the hell are you doing?
Huuu
The will-o'-the-wisp was flickering, and although the operation was excellent, in fact, Fujimaru's total amount of cursed energy had already reached the bottom.

But at this moment, instead of panicking, he showed the purest smile and injected all the cursed power into the palms of his hands.

If Gojo Satoru was surprised, then Fujimaru was just - awesome!

Strong, powerful, and domineering!
What a big surprise for me! Gojo Satoru! You idiot, why are you so tempting?

After two years of abstaining from war, my unblocked brain is now extremely excited!
So, what to do?
[No Bottom Line] cannot be broken.

If this continues, Fujimaru will only be counterattacked by himself.

Gojo Satoru clearly knew this, but his intuition and the battles so far were warning him.

——Get out of the way.

The time value is high one.

Sixteen years of arrogant life have shaped Gojo Satoru's arrogant personality, but at that moment - he thought about moving his feet back half a step.

However, the action was not put into practice.

He looked at Fujimaru's innocent smile, and for some reason, he subconsciously raised his hand.

He knew it was wrong, but he still decided—

There is no reason.

Even Gojo Satoru followed his instinct and smiled innocently.

What the hell are you laughing at!? Gojo Satoru! What the hell are you laughing at!

Gojo Satoru roared at himself.

But unfortunately, he didn't know.

It was as if the biological instincts were stimulated in this tense and exciting fight, just like someone pinching my fucking prostate tightly, it was so pleasurable!!
Gojo Satoru finally couldn't bear it anymore, laughed loudly, raised his hand suddenly towards Fujimaru, and poured out his cursed power.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, you tempted me! How dare you tempt me!

Then I will fight you!!

【Skill. Cang】

Fujimaru's spell, Gojo's technique.

The confrontation between the two will result in a microsecond error!
But unfortunately, someone prevented this from happening.

"Stop it! You two losers!!"

boom! !

Suddenly a burly figure inserted itself between the two of them, and Gojo Satoru shrank back the moment he heard Ye Mo's roar, his body almost falling over, and when his peripheral vision caught sight of Principal Ye Mo's terrifying face, he subconsciously released his limit and let Ye Mo's fist hit him on the forehead, his eyes rolled back and he almost fainted.

The diving Fujimaru suddenly lost his balance and was rolled up by a huge snake-shaped cursed spirit. The cursed power in his hands dissipated and he was hung upside down by the cursed spirit grabbing his legs.

He blinked, and in the distance was Geto Suguru with his brows twitching.

He was a little annoyed that his good show was interrupted, but that dissatisfaction dissipated after he calmed down.

He looked at the moth with a bad face again. The face was obviously different from his old ones, but it suddenly completely overlapped with some old people.

He was forced to recall the time when he secretly dragged senior Cú Chulainn out to practice with him in Chaldea without telling Scathach, but was caught in the act at night.

[Is this how you rehearse? ]

The raging anger, the few "OK, OK, OK"s that Scathach said without paying attention to her explanation, the crooked mouth, the crow's feet that appeared because of the annoyance.
Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart tightened, and he instinctively and subconsciously raised his hand and pointed to the side with full force and vigor.

"Ku Gojo Satoru did it too!"

"Hey! Ritsuka you!?——"

Gojo Satoru, who was knocked to the ground and covered his head, pointed back in horror, unable to believe it.

(End of this chapter)