Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 9 Let’s fight some damn battle!

At that moment, there was actually no sound.

If there is any, it is probably the cry of one's own bones.

Gojo Satoru's amazing reflexes made him understand.
I was 'hit'.

It's not that it's strange that Gojo Satoru was hit, because Gojo Satoru originally only intended to use his fists to block Fujimaru Ritsuka's attack and then counterattack. This playful fighting style allowed the opponent to catch his weakness and it was understandable that he used the jab of "human fastest fighting technique" to hit his abdomen.

But the problem is that there are three things that are beyond Gojo Satoru's expectations.

1. Ritsuka Fujimaru's proficiency in using cursed energy.

Although Gojo Satoru did say that he understood the existence of cursed power when he was born, as a baby he did not actually know how to use it.

Cursed power is similar to chakra, ki, and spiritual pressure in fantasy works. Oh, this is not correct, but it is the kind of substance that has attribute amplification and can be quantified.

Now that it can be quantified, we need to understand how to apply it.

How to use it? Where to use it?
For example, if a person has a total of 100 points of mana, he needs to start thinking about whether it would be more efficient to put 10 points on his feet, 10 points on his waist, and 80 points on his genitals. Would this be the highest efficiency when performing mechanical movements?
How do we divide it?

Should we embed the magic power? Or blend it into it? Or cover it? Where should we cover it? Skin? Muscle? Blood vessels? Pee? Or a mixture of protein, sugar and water?
If you think about it carefully, this is a very profound subject.

In reality, most people do not have such a high level of precision in mantra manipulation, so they simply 'cover' the mantra over the 'whole body' and distribute it evenly.

This is basically true for geniuses like Geto Suguru.

And because of the six eyes, Gojo Satoru can actually control the form of cursed power.

But he didn't do it.

His technique was too convenient, which meant that he didn't need to delve deeply into the 'essence of cursed power' to come up with a more efficient and better way.

Just cover it.

However, even Gojo Satoru, who had been in the world of curse for some time, did not know that the coverage of cursed power was not complete. Perhaps only Nozomi, who controlled cursed power with ultra-high precision, was vaguely aware of this reality.

The cursed power will shake.

In coordination with the ups and downs of the body, subtle vibrations, and changes in the external environment, the cursed energy is not solid, but rather like a fluid, which sways when touched.

A sine wave with very small amplitude will naturally have peaks and troughs.

This is actually a non-essential thing, because no one can catch that tiny change and strike at the right place at the right time.

Unless Gojo Satoru, who possesses the six eyes, intends to practice diligently, probably no one in this world can do this.

But, an accident happened.

No reason is needed.

No skills required.

No eyesight required.

That's just——【intuition】

The moment Gojo Satoru entered his attack range, Fujimaru Ritsuka made a judgment based on his 'intuition' and hit the spot where Gojo Satoru's cursed power was weakest.

At the same time, Gojo Satoru was surprised by the second and third points.

2. The use of spell power is so exquisite.

3. The use of the body is too skillful.

The jab at that moment was flawless, without any hesitation or delay. It was as exquisite and precise as a machine, cutting through the resistance of the atmosphere like a scalpel.

The distribution of his cursed energy was not evenly distributed.

50 is located at footsteps.

20 is located on the fist.

15 Used for knees, hips, lumbar vertebrae, etc.

Another 15 are located at the elbow.

The operation of the cursed power on his body is not "covering".

But 'exploded'.

The cursed energy at the elbow did not entangle like a viscous fluid. At the moment of punching, it was like a pair of invisible hands, with the index finger and thumb chasing each other, and then staggered in an instant, with the fingertips popping out and hitting Fujimaru Ritsuka's elbow.

It's not coverage, but 'bounce'.

[100% Curse Affinity]

If there is one thing, Fujimaru Ritsuka's true talent is his ability to confuse the concepts of cursed power and the physical body.

This means that Fujimaru Ritsuka's martial arts skills are so good that he can intuitively make the best angle, strength, and method at the moment of attack.

How is that possible?!

How old is he?

Wow
Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and climbed out of the sand pit. He bent over as if he had a stomachache and brushed his abdomen with his fingertips. After confirming that the injury would not affect the battle, he walked away.

He wiped the corner of his mouth and asked unhappily.

".Where did you learn martial arts?"

"Children's Palace."

"?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka gave the answer subconsciously. He was not lying. When he was a child, he did go to the Children's Palace to practice for a while. Although his main strength came from the training in Chaldea during those years, the foundation laid since childhood was also very important.

But then again.
tear-

Ritsuka Fujimaru casually tore off the pieces of school uniform that were wrapped around his body and let him hang half around his waist, revealing his strong and lean upper body.

--good
Li Xiang pursed his lips, and the muscles in his cheeks were tightly clenched.

He lowered his head, trying his best to hide his expression, even though everyone else could easily see that his face was a bit unhealthy red.

Of course, it's inevitable.

At this moment, the boy's heart
Awesome!!!

awesome! ! !
If it was Fujimaru Ritsuka during his time as the Master, he would definitely follow up without hesitation the moment he knocked Gojo Satoru away and continue attacking until he was sure that the enemy had lost his ability to fight.

But the reality was, he just stared blankly at his own hands and the cursed energy covering them.

He himself had not predicted the attack just now. It was too fast.

That is a speed that almost reaches the passing line for a Heroic Spirit.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's cursed power is definitely not that amazing. In fact, his total amount is only about the level of a third-level sorcerer. He cannot be compared with Gojo and others.

But in fact, he overperformed.

The answer is efficiency.

Fujimaru Ritsuka remembered the comment in the main divine space -

One of the skills he possessed, which he had honed during his adventures in Chaldea—

【Almighty Man (E——B+++)】

Under normal circumstances, Fujimaru Ritsuka is very weak, but this is the limit of what humans can do as long as they risk their lives.

He might be able to beat ten magicians by himself, but he can't pull a helicopter with his arms.

Skills and experience can do a lot, but they are not everything.

Ritsuka Fujimaru is like a Dark Souls player with high skill stats, super high game proficiency and game time, but his panel is locked.

For a person like him, when one point is added to the [Strength], [Agility], [Physique], etc. panels, it is completely different from the one point added to the ordinary people's.

With the same physical fitness, Fujimaru Ritsuka can use the game character's operations to the upper limit of possibility.

[If one day, by chance, the limitations of his body and genes are solved, his growth rate may far exceed that of others. ]

That 'existence x' commented on the young man in this way.

Just a little bit is enough.

Just a little extra gift.

His talents will blossom.

And the result is now.

"However, since this was my first time using cursed energy, I used a little too much force. Hmm."

My heart was beating so fast.

It would be good if the cursed energy could allow the body to explode more easily.

More importantly, the last time Fujimaru Ritsuka beat someone so hard was the last time - referring to the time when he was frolicking with the Dead Apostles in London.

Because Dead Apostles are not easy to kill and are basically villains, he can let go.

As for Gojo Satoru, it was simply because the opponent was too strong.

That punch, even though he used the ancient martial arts techniques taught by his masters, did not cause any effective damage.

In other words, it's okay even if I take it a little more seriously, right?

I really endured it for a long time.

The bloody smell in the nasal cavity surged and rushed into the brain, making Fujimaru Ritsuka's brain, which was already in an excited state, even more excited.

I miss the days when I was trained by teacher Scathach and had my hand bones broken.

I miss it so much, the feeling of running desperately on the battlefield, dodging the bombardment of the Lord God, running at full speed even if my chest was shattered and my throat was filled with blood.

came back.

They're all back!

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Gojo Satoru again.

This experience will definitely be useful next time.

As Gojo Satoru looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka's fiery gaze, his face turned red.

It's not shyness, it's annoyance.

Is angry out of shame.

Gojo Satoru, sixteen years old.

There had never been a day so embarrassing in his life.

Promising victory with confidence, and defeating everything with ease - that was Gojo Satoru's life up to this point.

A person who is given everything from birth and therefore loses his freedom.

For Gojo Satoru, his excessive talent is like a curse, distorting his perspective on the world.

Even though he did not go astray because of his good education, to him, humans were not his own kind, but something weaker and in greater need of his care.

Gojo Satoru looks at humans the same way humans look at flowers and plants.

He had never had anything 'equivalent'.

It was not until Ye Mo took him out of the Gojo family for the first time with a tough attitude and let him spend his youth as a student that Gojo Satoru developed respect for his elders for the first time.

It was not until Gojo Satoru met Geto Suguru for the first time that he became curious about his peers after failing to achieve complete victory in their first meeting.

It was not until Gojo Satoru met Nozomi for the first time that he realized that there were people in this world who could do things that he could not do, and he felt a little frustrated for the first time.

But, the feeling of shame is an emotion that Gojo will never have in this life.

You brag about your strength to your classmates, but get beaten up the first time you fight?
Even if it's the first time wetting the bed.

Even during the first egg-changing period.

He had never looked so ugly before.

Quack!

I can't bear it. I can't be so impatient. I can bear it. But how can I bear it? How can I bear it?

Fujimaru Ritsuka!!!

“Quack!————”

The negative emotions in Gojo Satoru's body turned into cursed energy, surging and roaring wildly. He took a step forward, and the sand pit beneath him was blown away by the strong wind, and the white figure shot out like an arrow.

Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, quack! !

Fujimaru Ritsuka, I'm going to use your body to vent my emotions now! Emotions!
I will blast you apart!! I will blast you apart!!
war! ! !
(End of this chapter)