Jujutsu: The Most Powerful Tyrant

Zenin Shi'er, or Fuhe Shi'er.

In normal times, he is an ordinary person. At most, he is relatively strong, just like the fitness coach.

But in the world of Jujutsu, he is a famous magician killer.

He was born in the Zenin family of the Big Three Sorcerer Families in the Japanese Jujutsu world. He did not inherit any family's Jujutsu, and he did not even have a trace of magic power in his body.

From birth, he was considered a disgrace to the Zenin clan.

Born in the Big Three Sorcerer Families, the top, oldest, and longest-standing Sorcerer Family in Tokyo, his physical strength does not have any magical power. How is this different from trash?

However, God is fair.

It deprived Fushiki of all the conditions to become a Jujutsu master, but gave Fushiki his unparalleled physical talent.

God and the tyrant!

This was God's reward for depriving Shirley Fushiki of the possibility of becoming a Jujutsu master.

He gained unparalleled physical strength, athletic ability, and extraordinary five senses.

His five senses are beyond imagination, so strong that he can fully feel the existence of the Cursed Spirit by relying on hearing, smell, and touch without any auxiliary tools.

Relying on the abilities of heaven and tyrants, as well as their own talents.

Fushikiji has become a being that makes all Jujutsu masters fearful. Once caught by him, it is almost equal to death.

But he is such a person, but his character has huge flaws.

Due to his experiences in his family when he was young, he developed a serious anti-social personality.

It wasn't until his first wife appeared that the situation turned around. For Fuheishier, his wife was the only light in his dark world.

But this light was immediately obscured by dark clouds.

His wife died, which worsened Fuheshier's antisocial personality.

Boring, childish, scumbag...

In his eyes, everything seemed unnecessary.

Having just lost all his money from the racecourse, Fuhei Shier put his hands in his pockets in displeasure and walked aimlessly on the street.

Suddenly, his attention was attracted by the lively scene not far away.

Under normal circumstances, Fuheishier would not be interested in such excitement at all, but he felt something special from the center of the incident.

So he walked over.

Then I saw a few social scum punching and kicking a guy running a street vendor.

The man was slovenly dressed and looked like a beggar, but Fuheishier could tell that he was not a teenager.

More importantly, when being beaten by those scumbags, the kid once clenched his fists. It was also at this time that an imperceptible energy wave emitted from his body.

That's not magic, it's something unknown.

But when he wanted to continue observing, the kid quickly let go of his hand, and everything became calm, except for the few scumbags who punched one after another, and the motionless Luo Cheng.

"This kind of physical strength...the sky and the tyrant?"

The corner of Fuheishier's mouth suddenly cracked in a strange way. He did not leave, but waited until the kid left and then followed him into the custom shop.

He thought Luo Cheng was going to a custom shop to spend money, but found that Luo Cheng had not moved since he entered the alley of the custom shop, as if he was waiting for something.

Fuheishier did not leave, but hid not far away, waiting quietly with Luo Cheng for more than an hour.

It wasn't until the smell of fresh blood came to his nose that he saw Luo Cheng walking towards the direction where the smell of blood came from.

"It is indeed Tian Yutyrant." Fuhei Shi'er was completely sure.

The kid in front of him is the same as him, the owner of heaven and tyrants, or someone who has been abandoned by the world.

He followed Luo Cheng all the way and saw with his own eyes his admiration for those people who refused to save him.

"But, without Cursed Tool, how are you going to kill that Cursed Spirit?"

Fuhei Shi'er observed quietly.

Sky and Tyrant has a big flaw, because it does not have any curse power in its body, so it cannot kill Cursed Spirit with fists and kicks.

You need to use a Cursed Tool with its own curse to exorcise the Cursed Spirit.

"King Crimson!"

What? !

Fuheishier's expression suddenly changed, and the familiar feeling came over again.

The moment Luo Cheng spoke, the same energy wave as before erupted from his body again, and then a being similar to Cursed Spirit shot out from his body.

Then, there were constant dull blowing sounds in the air.

Fuheishier knew exactly what it was. When he hit someone with his fist, he would make a similar sound.

Bang bang bang bang bang~~

How long did it take?

How many punches were thrown?

Not long after, Fuheishier felt that only a second or two had passed, but Luo Cheng had already punched the Cursed Spirit hundreds of times, smashing the Cursed Spirit whose level was unknown but not higher than the second level into powder.

"who?"

Luo Cheng finally discovered that there was someone behind him, and Fuheishier's breathing became confused at the moment.

"King Crimson, King Crimson?"

"Kid, you are special."

Fuheishier simply walked out.

Luo Cheng also saw the person coming clearly. He had short black hair and an indelible scar on the right corner of his mouth, which added a bit more wildness to him.

What a nice look!

Luo Cheng's eyes were full of aggression, and Fuheishier could see that he wanted to kill him, so he smiled instead of getting angry.

"Obviously he is a tyrant with no physical strength and no magic power at all, but he has a technique similar to that of a Jujutsu master. Is it spiritual energy?"

"The sky and the tyrant didn't strengthen your five senses and gave you a monster-like mental power, so what kind of thing was born, right?"

Fuheishier stretched out his hand and pointed at the substitute Crimson King in front of Luo Cheng who was like the most loyal guard.

Although he couldn't see it, Fuheishier felt that this thing was looking at him like Luo Cheng was looking at a dead person.

He guessed that it should be the absolute zero mantra compensation given to Luo Cheng by the sky and the tyrant, which made his mental power so strong.

Eventually, this spiritual power condensed and took shape, turning into something like Cursed Spirit.

"Today's young people are really not easy to get along with at all."

Fuheishier laughed, and then the whole person disappeared in front of Luo Cheng.

"Behind? When did you move?"

So fast!

Luo Cheng was startled. This was the first time he had encountered such a human being since he awakened as a substitute.

The terrifying movement speed made it difficult for Luo Cheng to even see how he moved?

"Die, you trash!" Luo Cheng turned around quickly.

Almost at the same time, his substitute, the Crimson King, also completed his turn and swung out his fists without hesitation.

"With such a fast attack frequency, it's no wonder that even the Cursed Spirit was blown to pieces." Fuheishier's smile did not fade and he said, "I just don't know how powerful it is."

Bang~

Bang~

The four fists collided, causing the air to vibrate.

Luo Cheng's pupils shrank, and for the first time he encountered a human being that his stand-in could not kill with one punch.

But he was not afraid and said coldly, "Want to know? Use your life to feel it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he controlled the Crimson King to launch a fierce attack, and his fists were like a torrential rain, pouring towards the opponent without reservation.

"Come and try, kid." Fuhei Shi'er didn't give in and waved his fists at the same time to meet the attack.

In an instant, the airtight attacks collided, and the small alley was immediately shattered by the exchange of blows between the two, and large cracks appeared on the ground.

"Ah, what happened?"

"The ground, was there an earthquake?"

"Run away."

"Wait, you haven't paid yet!"