Zongman: My Brother-in-Law is the Heaven and the Tyrant

The old man was so angry that he was forced to leave.

Ieiri Naoko: I see.

No wonder Gojo Satoru and Geto Xiayou were both single in their previous lives. It turns out that it wasn't just because their personalities scared girls away, but they actually had an affair.

Geto Xiayou: ...

Forget it, let's destroy it. There's nothing worth lingering in this world.

Thinking that rumors about him and Gojo Satoru might be overwhelming in the future, Geto Xiayou wanted to defect and become a curser now.

Damn, this broken technical college is really unbearable!

"Satoru, go fight." Geto Xiayou's forehead veins twitched and pointed outside.

He's really angry now!

Jingu Tsukasa was still adding fuel to the fire, "Oh~ they're going to kill people to silence them."

Ieiri Naoko & An Utahime & Meimei all looked as if they were suddenly enlightened: "Oh~ I see."

Suguru Geto: ~%?…,# *'☆&℃?

Kill them all! Kill everyone present!

The blackening value is rising.

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Technical college, gymnasium.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of bodies colliding kept coming out, and sweat kept splashing in the air, and there were heavy breathing sounds.

At this moment, three men and three women were in the gymnasium, and three of them were watching the bodies of the other three intertwined from time to time.

It turned out that Jingu Tsukasa, Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru were fighting in physical skills.

Since Geto Satsuyu had almost released a wave of cursed spirits to the logistics department and perished together, even though his last bit of reason controlled him, he still couldn't vent his anger, so he chose a way that was less destructive to the environment and could vent.

As for why it wasn't the playground? Because the playground was still under repair after a fight and a half.

Separated again, Geto Satsuyu and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, and then rushed towards Jingu Tsukasa from two directions.

Originally, the three of them were fighting on their own, and Geto Satsuyu even wanted to target Gojo Satoru, the bastard who ruined his reputation, but when they really started fighting, they found that if they fought on their own, they couldn't even touch the corner of Jingu Tsukasa's clothes. The gap between physical battles without techniques and full-scale battles with techniques was even greater.

There was no other way, they could only join forces to fight Jingu Tsukasa together.

Facing the fists coming from both the front and back, when the two fists were only ten centimeters away, Jingu Tsukasa's body sank down, his hands supported the ground, and his legs opened and swept violently, and the two bodies left the ground in an instant.

At this moment, Jingu Tsukasa exerted force with both hands, supporting his body while kicking out his legs in an inverted position.

Bang!

Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru flew backwards quickly.

When they landed, the two looked at each other again, nodded in tacit understanding, and moved forward again, but this time they learned to be smart, one attacked Jingu Tsukasa's upper body, and the other attacked his lower body.

But even so, Jingu Tsukasa dealt with them calmly.

The three people's quick fight made Angehime exclaim repeatedly.

She felt that even if the three people on the field did not use cursed power, they could beat her.

Thinking of this fact, Angehime couldn't help but shed tears.

Although there is no lack of factors that her technique belongs to the auxiliary type, the gap is still too big!

"Mingming!" Sorrowful, Angehime hugged her peers for comfort.

Mingming still kept recording, but he didn't smile anymore.

"Is this the genius?"

Although it was a soft whisper, An Geji, who was close to Mingming, still heard it. She looked up and saw Mingming, who rarely showed envy.

"Mingming?"

Mingming didn't care, and said to herself: "Gall, you know? This world is really unfair. For example, the three geniuses in front of me, even I would feel envious."

"Mingming?" An Geji looked at her worriedly.

"Don't worry. I'm fine." Mingming smiled relievedly soon, "Just a sigh."

Because her own technique belongs to the observation and auxiliary type, Mingming has been practicing her physical skills since she was a child. Even now, she can wield an axe with great power, and she has become a second-level magician at a young age with her hard work, and she is only one step away from the first level.

She is also the object of praise from the people around her, but compared with the three people in front of her, she seems to be nothing.

A first-level magician? The end of my efforts is just the starting point of the other party, and the special grade that is out of my reach is just their inevitable future.

As for the physical skills that I am proud of? Not to mention Jinguji, whether it is Gojo Satoru or Geto Suguru, their talents in physical skills are also stronger than mine.

Although it was only a brief observation, she could roughly judge that no matter which of the two she fought, she could probably hold on for a while in the early stage with the help of her senior experience, but she would definitely be defeated in the end.

The two most important aspects of a sorcerer, the technique and the physical technique, were both uniquely gifted. How could this not make people envious?

But Mingming quickly adjusted her mood, because she had long known that this world was unfair, and only money could make her feel a little warmth in this cold world.

The battle between the three of them soon came to an end, and the final winner was Jingu Si without any surprise.

Let alone other things, Jingu Si was eight times better than the other two in terms of combat experience. The combat experience gained from countless battles on the battlefield, as well as various clever fighting skills, made Jingu Si Tian and the invincible close combat under the curse.

"Hahaha! Just because of you, you want to dance? You're still far away."

Jingu Si, whose clothes were slightly dirty, stood and laughed, while the two people with minor injuries lay on the ground.

"Asshole... What on earth did you eat to grow up?" Gojo Satoru panted.

How come after entering the technical high school, the people he met were all more perverted than the others, while Geto Suguru, who came from a commoner family, had superb fighting skills, which were even better than those taught by the old men in the Gojo family.

Not to mention Jingu Tsukasa, who could actually hold him down and fight him, and he could at least fight back and forth with Geto Suguru.

Those old men who said that their talent was rare in hundreds of years and far surpassed others were really lying, otherwise how could he suddenly meet two people who were shoulder to shoulder or even better than him?

Geto Suguru was also panting, recalling the battle just now.

Having also experienced the training of the ultimate fist, he could feel the familiarity of Jingu Tsukasa's every move, but the actual use was very different. The former was as smooth and natural as breathing, while he was obviously deliberate.

"Is it because of too little actual combat?"

In just a moment, Geto Suguru discovered his problem.

It seems that closed-door training alone is not enough, and more actual combat is needed.

"By the way." After catching his breath, Gojo Satoru sat up, and the round-frame sunglasses on his face had long been lost. The unobstructed dazzling six eyes wandered over Jingu Tsukasa and Geto Suguru.

"You two seem to have similar moves. Did you learn from the same teacher?"

Humph, no matter how well you hide, you can't fool his six eyes!