Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 21 is all about fighting for the fucking climax!

The blood separated from the body, condensed into beads and flew high into the sky.

Looking up, all the shapes in his vision turned into vague ripples and circles. Feeling dizzy, he smiled in a trance, feeling overwhelmed by the current situation.
ecstasy! !
No one could understand the throbbing she felt when she first met a person like Fujimaru Ritsuka, just as no one understood Nozomi's twisted love for sorcery and cursed power.

Nozomi, she likes to study techniques and spells, and loves everything in this world.

In order to study those strange and bizarre techniques, or even just to satisfy his own curiosity, Koso has mastered the ability to transplant his brain into other people's bodies thousands of years ago, occupying the other person's techniques and bodies.

She is the worst curser in the world of Jujutsu Kaisen.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka was the rarest research subject she had ever seen.

At that moment, it was like a magician seeing the entrance to the source.

Want to enter
Yes! I really want to get in!!
Desire drove her to act, and she met Fujimaru Ritsuka without being fully prepared.

then--

Everything was beyond expectations.

A black shadow covered his face. Taking advantage of his height, Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly pulled the noose hand upwards, and while pulling it up, he smashed his elbow forward.

Puff.

The black shadow directly covered the face of the noose, smashing the bridge of the nose into a dent while also transmitting force through the sutures to the brain.

The blood spurted out after being squeezed, and the noose subconsciously fell backwards again.

My head feels muffled and my head is spinning.

Am I too relaxed? — The curse master named Nosuo was still calm, but he couldn't help but think in his heart.

wrong.

Even if he relaxes, a special-grade magician will not be suppressed by a fourth-grade magician.

The gap in spell power is absolutely hopeless.

Even the most clumsy use is enough to create a big difference in quality.

But even so, it shouldn't be like this.

It's him, too abnormal.

Oh, you are so mean, Fujimaru Ritsuka! You seduce me with your cheap body, and fight me with your unimaginable fist! Bully me! How can I bear it? I will fuck you.
I'm gonna fuck you right now!!!

Ugh!

Having said that, the status quo is to be beaten.

Thick and fishy blood splashed out of his nose, but the smile on Nozomi's face became more and more intense. At the same time, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but grinning, looking even more ferocious.

(So ​​strong.)
This guy is so strong!

In the moment of the surprise attack, Fujimaru Ritsuka used the highest level of cursed power and martial arts that his body could handle.

The fist that could send Gojo Satoru flying with one punch, when it hit the guy in front of him, was like a heavy punch hitting a balloon filled with water, which was deflected and disintegrated.

Although the opponent was unable to react to his attack, he used cursed power to defend the surface of his body more sophisticatedly than Gojo Satoru.

His combat experience is much richer than Gojo Satoru's, and his [total amount of cursed power] is comparable to Gojo Satoru's current one.

The moment I confirmed this reality, my heart was filled with excitement.

Can't die.

This guy won’t die anytime soon!

Can take a good beating.

You can punch as much as you want.

Beat, kick, chop, scrape ribs, hit throat
You can use your useless skills at will.

This is really addictive! How can I resist not pulling the flag!!!
He is no longer repressed.

boom! ! !
The fiery smile was accompanied by an impatient action. Ritsuka exerted force with his arms to pull inwards, and the soft flesh of the noose once again involuntarily leaned towards Fujimaru Ritsuka's abdomen.

Due to inertia, the noose was rushing towards Fujimaru Ritsuka as if asking for a hug.

Puff! Puff! Bang! --

"Puff!"

The noose stuck out its tongue and its face was distorted.

The abdomen was hit by continuous punches.

[The abdomen is where cursed energy is generated, so attacking here can affect the warlock's combat performance] - this is the common sense that Fujimaru Ritsuka learned.

The punch was so fast that it was impossible to catch it, and it embedded into the slender waist like a willow.

When flesh collided with flesh, the refreshing heat flowed into Fujimaru Ritsuka's body.

Burning in the lower abdomen.

Scalp numbness.

My back feels sore and itchy.

war.

war.

Fight a fucking war!!!

(Kayou is still fighting up there - so hurry up and finish it!)

(It doesn’t matter what the other person thinks.)
(Carelessness, disrespect, laxity - any reason is fine. I have tried it countless times. No one is more familiar with this process than me.)
A moment's lapse is enough.

A moment of carelessness is enough.

Fujimaru Ritsuka will definitely seize that opportunity.

No mercy. No hidden cards.

Neither Getsuyu nor Gojo can see themselves now, right?

Then hit!
Touch my abs?

You slut, I'm going to fuck the shit out of you!
A violent wind was stirred up by the fist, and the flow of cursed energy was like a surging will-o'-the-wisp!
"Ahem!"

The noose curled up into a shrimp-like shape, made vomiting movements, and coughed up bitter water.

click!
He punched her in the cheek once more, and the noose that had already made her nose crooked became loose and dislocated from the temporomandibular region downwards.

Blood and some unknown transparent liquid splattered out!

She changed hands, crossed her arms and beat her chest, and a muffled sound came from the soft front armor of the noose. The extremely sensitive parts of the woman's body were severely damaged. Her eyeballs bulged out, her face became hideous, and she even had physiological tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.

The body swayed evenly in all directions of 360 degrees like a rag.

There is almost no reaction time for the continuous attack.

Is the speed too fast?

wrong.

There simply is no gap.

Musou knows very well that he is much stronger than Fujimaru, but the concept of "strong" is inherently ambiguous.

Is it a competition of attack power?

If it is a soul-based game, the damage of the player and the damage of the enemy units are completely not on the same level. Even if the player is hit once by accident, he will die on the spot.

There is no doubt that the hostile boss is 'stronger'.

Even so, this is not an unplayable game.

Stiffen, dodge, counterattack, and switch between offense and defense.

As long as the mechanism exists, as long as the health bar exists, and as long as there are no mistakes, it is not an unconquerable object.

And Fujimaru Tachika——

There is no mistake for him!

It was as if he had completely mastered all the elements necessary for fighting. If I had to describe it in words, it would be
It is the 'perfect state'!!
Bang bang bang! !

The powerful force spread throughout the body, and the curled vertebral column behind the noose suddenly bent. Transparent semicircular waves continued to explode, as if countless artillery shells were bombarding the body.

Come again!

Before Nozomi could react, he raised his fists and placed them on both sides of his cheeks. With his center of gravity lowered, Fujimaru Ritsuka kicked his opponent in the crotch without mercy at the moment when the opponent lost consciousness.

Gaba.

“Gah!——”

Little-known fact: it hurts a woman when she’s kicked in the crotch.

Come again! Come again! Come again, damn it!
The maniacal smile could no longer be contained, it was so smooth as if it had been rehearsed countless times, the spell power was like firecrackers exploding, crackling and bursting in the air with a piercing bang.

A set of attacks that can be launched as much as possible within a limited space, all of which are attached with all of Fujimaru Ritsuka's cursed power as a sorcerer, without any reservation.

Although Fujimaru could still feel that the enemy in front of him showed no signs of weakening, it didn't matter.

He tightened his waist and abdomen, stretched his body slightly backward, spread his hands and swung them out, hitting the noose's navel like an iron whip that could tear steel and break bones. The wind spread and the clothes were torn apart. Long and narrow bloodstains spread rapidly. As the cursed forces collided with each other, the noose once again fell backward uncontrollably.

The battle continued, and Xusuo couldn't help but start thinking.

The consciousness is still clear, but doubts continue to arise.

——Why doesn’t it stop!
Noso clearly felt that with Fujimaru's attack efficiency at that moment, it was like scratching an itch for him.

So what if he gets stunned?

Her current physical condition is not even considered a minor injury.

Are we going to fight like this all day?

Is that kind of thing possible? Is it possible?

boom! !

Fujimaru's body swayed like a pendulum, approaching Noose madly without leaving any room for the other party to fight back. The smile on his face became more and more passionate and sincere. Although there was a huge gap between his cursed power and Noose's, his momentum made Noose feel the urgency of the towering Titan pressing down on him from above.

A straight punch from the back hand, and a purple-red turbulent flow circulated inside the expanded bloated ball, like wandering blood, like a candle flame blown by the wind.

The noose hit him in the face again.

The whole body fell backwards, almost twisted into an arch shape.

bad
Can you do it?

Absolutely.

It's easy! !

This guy is serious!
Did he really want to beat himself up like this, using stiffness, for a whole day until he died? !
Gua! ! !
The moment he realized this, he subconsciously fought back.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka was also waiting for this moment.

From which side?
Fujimaru was looking forward to it.

hand?
foot?
still--

Kara!
To Fujimaru's surprise, Nozomi didn't fight back with either punches or kicks. Instead, he took a deep breath, raised his chest, and opened his mouth.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

Blindfolded with blood?!
What kind of master is this!

(End of this chapter)