Jujutsu Kaisen: The Beginning of the Extermination of the Clan True Sasuke Template

Zenin-suke and Yoshino Junpei stayed in the cinema for nearly 8 hours. It was dark and they still hadn't seen the real person.

Zenin-suke stood up and looked at Junpei who was happily eating a bucket of popcorn next to him and said:

"I guess I won't be able to wait for the person I want to wait for today, so I'll come back tomorrow."

Zenin's assistant originally wanted Junpei to go back and rest early, but he didn't know that he liked watching movies the most.

Junpei looked at Zenin's assistant's disappointed eyes and knew that he hadn't achieved his goal. He said a little embarrassedly:

""Brother Zenin, I've wanted to watch the last movie for a long time. Why don't you stay and watch it with me?"

Zenin looked at Junpei with some surprise. He really wanted to meet the real person, so he didn't refuse.

"I'm happy to accompany you."

Zeninzhu's strange red and purple pupils had long disappeared, and he and Junpei watched the movie like two ordinary people.

As soon as the last movie started, Zeninzhu keenly noticed that a figure entered the back row of the audience at the back door like a ghost, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips:

"Finally, he took the bait!"

Zenin Suke did not alarm the snake, because the real person's technique was very complicated.

At least he could not think of any way to get rid of the real person who completely ignored physical attacks, but he was very confident in his Tsukuyomi.

Moreover, compared to killing the real person, Zenin Suke hoped to torture the other party to death.

The movie was about to end, just when everyone was about to leave.

A three-ponytailed stitched face at the back of the audience quickly blocked the exit. The real person looked at this group of ordinary people and smiled evilly:

"Watching movies is my primary entertainment, killing people is my secondary entertainment"

"Could you please cooperate with me and make me feel happy?~"

"Are you sick? Did you go out without taking medicine?"

"And your cosplay is just like shit."

Two passers-by who were in a hurry to leave started to curse, and Zenyuan Zhu who was watching the game from behind couldn't hold back.

"Hahaha! The real person said you look like shit!"

After Zenyuanzhu said this, the real person gave up on settling accounts with the passerby and suddenly turned around to stare into Zenyuanzhu's eyes.

The deep red and purple eyes gave the real person a strong sense of oppression, but he did not feel scared but grinned:

"Haha, that's funny, you know my name"

"This is really something to be happy about. I decided to transform you into a work of art and take you with me to admire."

While speaking, the real person rushed straight to Zeninjutsu, without any fear of whether the other party had the ability to threaten him.

Because since his birth, the real person has never encountered a sorcerer who can cause harm to him. Zeninjutsu waved his hand and sent Junpei out of the cinema, and he used his full strength to activate the Sharingan to observe the real person's movements.

Swish!

The real person's arm turned into a sharp blade and aimed at Zeninjutsu's abdomen and suddenly slashed it, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

There was no feeling of touching the human body on the palm of his hand, and Zeninjutsu dodged the attack before being attacked by the real person.

Bang!

The Zeninjutsu that the real person touched just now turned into smoke and dissipated directly. It was just the most ordinary clone technique.

At this moment, Zeninjutsu's body has appeared behind the real person, and the Sharingan is running rapidly. Zeninjutsu calculates the various force data of the body.

The fist was wrapped in a layer of curse power after careful calculation to prevent it from being transformed by inaction, and it suddenly hit the back of the real person.

"Black Flash!"

Bang!

When the difference between the attack and the impact caused by the cursed force was within 0.000001 seconds, space distortion occurred. Zeninju relied on the outrageous insight of the Sharingan to accurately shoot the Black Flash.

A big hole was directly blown on the back of the real person, and strangely, no blood flowed out.

In fact, Gojo Satoru can also rely on the powerful computing power of the six eyes to shoot the Black Flash at any time, but few people can withstand his second shot.

Zeninju is similar to him, so he changed his mind after meeting the real person today.

Because the real person's body is a soul that is immune to all physical attacks, it means that no matter how terrible the black flash is, the opponent will not die.

Zeninju wanted to set an unprecedented black flash record, so he was not in a hurry to use Tsukuyomi to control the real person. Instead, people used him as an experience bag.

The real person staggered, and without moving his feet, his upper body turned around and rushed towards Zeninjutsu again.

In the middle of the attack, both of the real person's arms turned into sharp blades made of steel, which was simply a construction technique that he could do at will.

Swish!

Zeninjutsu disappeared from the spot, and a stool in the audience seats replaced him.

Swish!

The stool was cut into pieces by the real person's two blades, and Zeninjutsu seized the moment when the opponent made a move and attacked.

The fist wrapped in cursed power hit the air in front of him hard, and in the puzzled eyes of the real person, his body was suddenly pulled in front of Zeninjutsu by force majeure.

Bang!

There was another explosion, and Black Flash scored twice. The real person's body was once again blasted with a big hole by Zeninjutsu's fist that tore through space.

"What a strange spell? This human is so funny!"There was no fear in the eyes of the real person, only a creepy amusement.

The real person no longer took a blind attack, but began to analyze how to defeat the Zen temple assistant.

"He deliberately chose this cinema as the battlefield because he didn't want too many ordinary people to be involved in this dispute."

"That is to say, his unpredictable teleportation is limited to this theater. As long as the space inside is filled up, Chanyuanzhu will have nowhere to escape!"

The real person thought about it with an evil smile on his face. He stepped back and began to make seals with his hands.

"Wuwei Transformation·Multiple Souls."

While the real person was making seals, he spat out countless miniature humans from his mouth, and he spread them across the entire theater like scattering beans.

The miniature humans grew stronger in the wind, and in an instant the entire theater was occupied by more than 50 modified people.

Zenyuanzhu was well prepared, and he would not let such a small episode interrupt his continuous black flashes.

In an inconspicuous corner, a shadow clone he had separated in advance stood up, and his hands made seals at a speed that people could not see clearly.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

The shadow clone opened his mouth and spit out a fireball that burned as fiercely as the sun, and the cyborgs in the entire theater were instantly cleared out.

Swish!

At the same time, Zenyuanzhu's thirsty fist blasted towards the real person again.

With the power of the sky and the omnipresent heavenly attraction involved, the real person had no ability to avoid the attack.

Bang!

"Black Flash three consecutive hits!"

This time, Zen Yuanzhu aimed at the real person's face, and his nose and teeth were dented on the spot.

Even the real person felt extremely painful, and he was really crazy because he was always in the position of being beaten.

"Wuwei Transformation: Multiple Souls, Multiple Souls of Different Sexes."

This is one of the real person's trump cards. He merged several souls with weak rejection reactions into special cyborgs in exchange for explosive and super strong attack power.

Five cyborgs with strength comparable to that of a first-level curse spirit suddenly appeared on the field, and Zeninju's shadow clone attacked again.

"Lightning Style: Chidori Style!"

The shadow clone pressed his palm against the ground fiercely, and the electric current rushed to the feet of the cyborg like a lightning snake.

Zizizizi!

The bodies of the five first-level cursed spirits were paralyzed and stiffened, and Zenyuanzhu's mouth once again showed a sharp smile.

"Black Flash, Four Consecutive Times!"

His fist hit the real person's chest like a black meteor, and the real person, who had never fought with a special-grade sorcerer, was beaten to pieces and flew backwards again.

But even though he was born not long ago, the fact that he could withstand four black flashes from Zeninjuku without dying showed how terrifying his potential was.

Zeninjuku had no habit of giving his enemies a chance to breathe. After the shadow clone controlled the five multi-souled aliens, terrifying lightning and magic power surged in his hands again.

Lightning spears condensed one after another, and every time the shadow clone threw a lightning spear, it represented the death of a multi-souled alien.

The field was quiet again. Zeninjuku had no habit of giving his enemies a chance to breathe. Black magic power burned wildly on his left and right fists.

"Black flash!"

"Black flash!

Bang!

Bang!

The real person was smashed like a dead sandbag and flew backwards. Zenyuan Zhu was very keen to see the enjoyment in his eyes.

"Black Flash: Seven Consecutive Times!"

Zeninjutsu punched through the real person's heart, then immediately stopped, and stared at him with his two Sharingan eyes moving rapidly.

Because he knew that if he continued to fight, the real person might not die, and might even master the domain under the torture.

The sudden stop of the attack made the real person subconsciously look at Zeninjutsu's eyes with dissatisfaction, as if blaming him for not fighting.

However, Zeninjutsu didn't want to be a stepping stone for others. He stared at the real person's eyes and directly launched the strongest illusion he knew.

"Tsukuyomi!"