Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 20: Quack! Chaldea Explosive Fist!!!

I'm being targeted.

[The power of the spell can roughly determine the level of a sorcerer]

Total amount, output, flow precision master, level one. No, the accuracy is even far beyond Geto Suguru, and is almost at the same level as Gojo Satoru who possesses the 'Six Eyes'!
How experienced does one have to be to have such a flow of cursed energy without relying on the six eyes?

Isn't that above level one?

Close to a special-grade sorcerer? !

At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils suddenly shrank and his pants tightened!

It is true that he is a novice sorcerer, but even so, he knows what a so-called top-grade sorcerer is.

A huge amount of cursed energy, a devastating spell of creation, and a superb level of spell usage.

There is a huge disparity among sorcerers.

Levels two, three, and four can only handle small-scale community cases at most, but starting from level one, they are enough to pose a threat to special-grade cursed spirits. The best of level one can even crush special-grade cursed spirits.

You know, even the weakest special-grade cursed spirit is a monster, and carpet bombing with cluster bombs cannot solve it.

This is the level of power in this world that is enough to threaten Fujimaru.

So, what is the definition of a special-grade sorcerer?
At the same level, the sorcerer is far superior to the cursed spirit.

Modern special-grade sorcerers only use the strategy of "crushing" any special-grade cursed spirits, no matter how powerful they are.

Special grade means special and often beyond common sense.

The only top-grade sorcerer in modern times is called Yuki Kujuku. Ritsuka Fujimaru has never seen her before, but it is said that when the woman gets excited, she can even destroy an entire city cluster with one blow.

Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru are both geniuses who will become special-grade talents sooner or later if left alone. Fujimaru Ritsuka has already seen enough of their abilities during their one week together.

Possessing the [Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique], he is able to single-handedly command an army of cursed spirits with no "limit" in both quantity and quality, and has a myriad of combat methods.

He is a one-man army. His physical skills, cursed power, and cursed power efficiency have all reached the limit of a sorcerer. On this basis, he also possesses the 'Six Eyes' that are rarely seen in hundreds of years. Gojo Satoru.

Even though they are still in their developmental stage, it is not difficult to glimpse their unparalleled strength when they mature.

And is the opponent I am facing now close to this level?

It’s not like Fujimaru hasn’t met strong people before. Rather, he has seen many stronger people than this one.

But it seems that I have never faced such a predicament alone without anyone around me.

thump.

咚咚
The heartbeat is so fast.

An absolutely hopeless gap in strength.

But the heart is still beating vigorously.

Because of.
"Ah, are you nervous?"

At some point, the woman went from touching to hugging, and now she simply pressed her whole body against Fujimaru Ritsuka, her slender fingers as white and tender as onions sliding across Fujimaru Ritsuka's chest, her greedy eyes almost pulling out silk.

Pretty vulgar action!

"Don't worry, this is just an invitation to cooperate."

"Although my eyesight is not as good as Gojo Satoru's, just like Yaga Masamichi can see your abnormality, the existence of [Fujimaru Ritsuka] is too strange and attractive in the world of sorcery."

The woman who called herself Nozomi, also known as Kaori, licked her lips and began to move her fingers downwards.

"You are one hundred percent adaptable to magical power. You are like a perfect vessel created by God."

"Any technique can be accommodated and accepted."

"No matter how huge the cursed power is, we can withstand it and adapt to it."

His fingertips touched the black uniform of Jujutsu High School, leaving long and narrow dents. Because he used too much force, the fingertips, which should have been pink, turned slightly white.

"Hey!"

She suddenly made a strange sound, her face flushed and her heart beating fast.

"Oh! Honey! Look! You have strong muscles all over your body!"

The person next to him seemed to have a fanatical attitude towards "magic", and his fiery eyes filled with desire for knowledge almost turned into molten lava that burned all over Fujimaru Ritsuka's body.

The last person to look at himself this way was Astolfo.

Um.
I feel a little uncomfortable.

Fujimaru narrowed his eyes slightly.

There was no pleasure of being entangled by a beautiful woman, only a bone-chilling feeling of threat.

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Fujimaru Ritsuka remained calm and began to concentrate all his cursed energy on his limbs and the noose on his hand on his chest.

"Well, after all, your friends are still suffering up there, Fujimaru-kun, you don't want your classmates to die in a place like this, right? How about——"

boom.

Halfway through the conversation, a voice was heard.

The sound of bubbles bursting.

The moment the other party uttered the threatening words, Fujimaru Ritsuka knew that the two sides could not negotiate peace.

No matter what the woman who called herself "Nosuke" planned, since she wanted to use the life of her classmate as a threat, her style of doing things was totally incompatible with hers. What's more - if she was honest, why would she use such means to communicate with her?

Moreover, the most important doubt is——

The outer perimeter of the barrier was a [tent], but the other party had invaded it so easily.

That.
His throat resisted the pressure of the spell, and Fujimaru Ritsuka made a light and steady sound.

".Where's Mr. Sai?"

"Hmm?" Lu Suo stopped what she was doing and raised her eyebrows slightly. The sudden appearance of the name made her a little confused and she began to think about its meaning.

"Ah~~ You're talking about the assistant supervisor who set up the barrier."

But after a while, she remembered. "Ah, I don't remember much. After all, he is not very important. Although I can modify the conditions for entering and exiting the [account] without affecting the people inside, touching the account will definitely affect the caster, so I may have knocked him out?"

"Well, that person is too weak, so..."

The black-haired woman frowned as if she was struggling with the answer to the question.

"Maybe dead?"

Ka La!!

Just like a thick mirror being broken and shattered, the restraints on Fujimaru Ritsuka's body instantly dissipated after the surge of cursed power!

The black hair surged upwards, suspended in the air as if it had life, and the cursed force, wrapped in the overly vigorous vitality, invaded the whole body of the noose, through the pores! From any hole in the body that could drill into the body! Insert it hard!

"Cuck!!"

The woman named Kaori, who also called herself Nozomi, stepped back in surprise.

This was the first time she had seen this happen.

The technique she used on Fujimaru Ritsuka was called [Gravity]

This is the technique she borrowed from "this body". It controls the enemy by applying gravity to them. When there is a big difference in spell power, she can naturally and unconditionally confine the opponent.

But at this moment, Fujimaru, whose total amount of cursed energy was dimensionally different from hers, had begun to gradually recover his ability to move!

Baka na!!

(Break free - no, adapt to the spell?! Because the affinity with the cursed energy is too high, the efficiency of the transmission of the cursed energy itself drops sharply, so a crack appears in the spell, and then the single-point explosion of the cursed energy and the body breaks through the effect of the spell?)
It's theoretically possible.

(But how much physical precision does this require?)

Is this really a human being?

Luosuo was surprised at first, then he laughed foolishly twice, and later, he was filled with wild joy!
"Great! Really great, Fujimaru-kun! You are so charming! A body like this is definitely a topic worth leaving to the world of sorcery for a hundred years of research!"

She took a deep breath, immersed in joy, clenched her fists in front of her chest, her body trembling continuously, opened her chest, and let out a long sigh of emotion.

"Well~ If I let you grow to your prime, it might be a bit troublesome, but luckily I can meet you now. In this way, I can!!——"

"In its heyday?"

The woman's frantic sigh was interrupted by Fujimaru Ritsuka's interjection, and his body was already able to move under the pressure of the technique.

Slowly, he turned his head to look at the noose and gave a decent smile.

Like thick smoke dancing in the sky, like orange sunlight penetrating the thin halo and pouring into the earth, it melts on the edge of the boy's lips.

The smile is beautiful, the smile is strong! Very powerful! Very——

Dian!
"䱱——"

Fingers tremble slightly.

"You've seen me in my heyday?"

call!!--

Then, there was the sound of wind.

The wind was squeezed and pushed to both sides by the object, and the cross-section of the turbulent flow condensed into a sharp curved hook, attacking the noose like a claw!
That was the fist of Fujimaru Ritsuka, which was released from the suppression of the technique and threw a jab in the extreme space.

The target is the noose's head.

There was no reason, just instinct, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the stitches on the opponent's head and subconsciously felt that he should attack that position.

"?!"

This action seemed to really scare Lu Suo. Her pupils dilated instantly and her movements slowed down by half a beat.

But immediately, Nozomi curled the corners of his mouth, feeling amused by the unexpected situation, and at the same time, he took a half step back slightly, using the power of the curse to strengthen his body, and with a movement that was several beats faster than Fujimaru Ritsuka, he spread out his palms to block the opponent's fist.

Just as mentioned before, a highly skilled sorcerer would choose to use cursed power to strengthen his body the moment he sees the true nature of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

And relying on the difference in [cursed power output] and [total amount of cursed power], Nozomi was able to easily arrive later and catch Fujimaru's attack.

There is no point in struggling—

"Hey?"

The noose made a strange sound, and when her fist touched her palm, she was surprised again.

No force.

Did Fujimaru Ritsuka stop doing this early?
Nosoko subconsciously stretched out his palm and moved it closer to Fujimaru Ritsuka's fist, which had been restrained in advance. At the moment before the collision, Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly spread out his fingers and in turn interlocked his fingers to grab Nosoko's hand.

His body lost balance in an instant, and before Nosuke could react, Fujimaru Ritsuka's calm words penetrated into the other's ears.

"Now I understand why the Jujutsu High School has always emphasized the importance of boxing."

!!!

Hearing this, Xu Suo couldn't help but look at the young man in front of him and stare into his azure eyes. He seemed to be attracted by the other's emotion and wanted to hear what he wanted to say.

Fujimaru Ritsuka chuckled.

"——Spellcasters, even though they have convenient spells, have no intention of winning safely, and must enter the opponent's attack range and take risks——"

The next moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka pulled the noose with one hand to make him lose balance, and then quickly struck out with the other hand.

The fist squeezed into the leather.

The chuckle turned into a grin, and the boy, unable to endure it any longer, followed his heart and smiled a healthy smile.

"A lunatic like me!"

"Hehehe!! Take my Chaldea——Explosive Fist!!!"

Zero point one second.

When the fist touched the skin, the color instantly changed from scarlet to dark purple, and then to black. Finally, the blood gushed out from the skin that was squeezed to the bottom, tearing the surface layer!
The flesh sank, the blood surged, and the originally beautiful face of Luosuo instantly turned into a flattened tire, with layers upon layers of overlapping, suddenly shrinking at the moment when the elastic deformation reached its limit.

Fly upside down!

(End of this chapter)