The brave Simmel wants to resign

"Fantastic! Father! I won! We won!"

Beside the man was a sea urchin head.

The boy blushed and raised his arms, shouting.

"I can add an extra char siu to my ramen tonight!"

The handsome young man with the name Fushiguro Megumi now wore a smile as obsessed with money as Fushiguro Jinji.

"Hahaha! You idiot!"

Fuheishen sneered and pursed his lips, then affectionately pressed down on his son's head.

"Add another serving of soft-boiled eggs."

"Great!"

The father and son exchanged a glance.

"really!"

They laughed in unison and said,

"Bet on horses, that's fantastic!" *2

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"Is a world like this even possible?"

"What are you suddenly feeling sentimental about?!"

After a frantic chase and a chaotic struggle, they finally crashed through the outer shell of the barrier and arrived inside the Tokyo Barrier.

Wan quickly shook off Fu Heishen.

Upon landing, his face was completely distorted, and when he touched his face, he could even clearly feel the marks.

It must be really ugly!

Damn it, damn it, damn it! How am I supposed to meet Sukuna later?!

Decided!

"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!!!"

A strong person like her would not allow herself to be in such a sorry state.

Even after landing, his expression remained unrestrained.

"Is that so? But I'm already dead."

"Speaking of which—"

The man pointed with his thumb to the edge of the barrier behind him.

"My son is watching."

"Let me show off a little bit~"

Chapter 177 Wow, it's intelligence! Everyone, retreat quickly!

Million.

As an absolute powerhouse from a thousand years ago, the technique she possessed was the [Construction Technique].

Similar to Zenin Shin'i, a modern sorcerer, but clearly the two are not on the same level in terms of mastery of the spells.

Unlike Maya, who can only produce one bullet a day, Wan can reproduce and use any substance he recognizes.

During the Heian period, he was an absolute "fierce warrior".

But at this moment—

But she lived a thousand years ago.

Once again, I felt the tension.

(Although I was blinded by anger just now, this pretty boy does have some redeeming qualities besides his physique and face, right?)

Aside from the nearsightedness of the Zen family, most powerful people could immediately see Shen'er's unusual presence.

(Restraint?)

(Is a body completely devoid of magical power exchanged for immense physical strength?)

(No, it seems to be more than just 'physical fitness'.)

To find out the true nature of the body, one must—

(In short.)

Wan licked his lips, his fighting spirit as a powerful being rising.

Let's try it out!

With a single arm swing, the black scythe swiftly lashed out! Sweeping from the side towards Fuheishen's thigh!

The liquid metal that dominates the mid-range battlefield allows Wan to remain in a state of ease even when fighting against the most elite sorcerers.

How does it compare to a tyrant?

call out--

Shen Er took the initiative and did not choose to dodge, but instead bent over.

The muscles on his back bulged out like those of a feline, emitting a sound similar to the jet of a heavy machine, and he lunged forward!

Her face was distorted into a spindle shape due to the high speed, and she barely moved until Shen Er came in front of her!

A cracking sound erupted beneath his feet, and then he raised his leg for a side kick.

call--

Wan bent his knees to dodge, raised his fingers and pointed forward and then swung them to the right, condensing liquid metal into a hexagonal shield that crashed into Shen Er.

"Oh."

They neither dodged nor flinched.

The wind whipped the wolf's tail hair, and it only slowly reached out its hand when the metal was close to its skin.

The palm rests on a metal surface; pull it after touching it!

Material.

hardness.

speed.

In an instant, all the information flowed from his palms into his brain.

Then....

call out--!----

He spun around on the shield like a top!

The energy dissipation is at an extremely high level!

Unharmed, and even using the momentum to accelerate, he reversed his grip on the knife and thrust it downwards towards Wan's forehead!

Ten thousand:"!"

Raising her hand, the remaining black currents transformed into slender arms from all directions, blocking the blade's tip.

"Hey!"

Wan's reaction was very fast, even abnormal.

A seasoned sorcerer from the Heian period, possessing terrifyingly rich combat experience.

Snapped!

But as for the battle with the 'Heavenly Tyrant'...

That was the first time.

click!

Under Wan's astonished gaze, Shen Er deliberately broke the blade tip, which had been stuck in the liquid metal.

With the broken handle, he thrust repeatedly into Wan's abdomen, seven times in an instant, all striking vital points. Just before his momentum dissipated, he spun his body.

Straighten your leg and deliver a flat knee kick!

The old Beijing cloth shoe kicked Wan directly in the injured abdomen, widening the wound and sending him flying!

Whoosh! —————— Boom!

The explosion was deafening, and the object pierced through several low-rise buildings. Its flying body even knocked over a road sign, a parked car, and a fire hydrant.

boom!

The fire hydrant was smashed by Wan, and water gushed upwards, but Wan finally rolled to a stop.

"Cough! Cough!!"

What is that?!

She quickly got up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

During the battle just now, she observed the following information—

[In terms of physique and physical skills alone, the Heavenly Tyrant is no less than a top-tier expert enhanced by cursed power, probably second only to Sukuna, Gojo Satoru, and anomalies like Simmel.]

[Because their organs are so well-developed, they don't need to be distracted by manipulating spells; in terms of their ability to capture battlefield information, they might even be second only to Simmel.]

In addition, they are able to utilize their physical bodies to the highest degree.

(That body was resistant to the curse itself, so even just touching my metal made me feel a sluggishness in my control.)

She ignored the wound on her abdomen; for a warrior of her caliber, the wound from the broken blade was too shallow to affect her combat ability.

The problem lies in this trembling hand.

"Tsumiki, this guy is related to you too?"