Zongman: My Brother-in-Law is the Tyrant

Ieiri Shoko: I see.

No wonder Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were both single for their entire lives in their previous lives. It turns out that it wasn't just because their personalities were so bad that scared girls away, but the fact was that they had been having an affair for a long time.

Xia Youjie:......

Forget it, let it be destroyed. There is nothing worth lingering in this world.

Thinking that rumors about him and Gojo Satoru might become rampant in the future, Geto Suguru decided to defect and become a curse caster now.

Damn it, I really can’t stay in this crappy technical college anymore!

"Wu, go fight." The veins on Xia Youjie's forehead twitched and he pointed outside.

He is really angry now!

Jinguji was still adding fuel to the fire, "Oh~ you want to kill people to silence them."

Ieiri Naoko, An Utahime, and Meimei all looked as if they had realized something: "Oh~ I see."

Xia Yujie: ~%?…, *'☆&c?

Kill them all! Kill everyone present!

The blackening value is constantly rising.

……

College, gymnasium.

Bang bang bang!

The sound of flesh colliding continued, sweat kept splashing in the air, and there was also heavy breathing.

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

It turned out that Jingu Tsukasa, Geto Suguru, and Gojo Satoru were engaged in a physical combat.

Since Geto Suguru had almost released the cursed spirits at the logistics department and died together with them, even though his rationality finally controlled him, he was still unable to vent his anger, so he chose this way that would cause little damage to the environment but still allow him to vent his anger.

As for why it wasn't the playground? Because the playground was still under repair due to a fight.

After separating again, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, then rushed towards Jingu Tsukasa from two directions.

Originally the three of them were fighting on their own, and Geto Suguru even wanted to target Gojo Satoru, the bastard who ruined his reputation. But after the real fight they realized that if they fought on their own they couldn't even touch the corner of Jingu Tsukasa's clothes. The gap between physical combat without techniques and full-scale combat using techniques is even greater.

There was no other choice but for them to join forces to fight against Jingu Tsukasa.

Facing the fists attacking from both the front and back, when the two fists were only ten centimeters away, Jingu Tsukasa's body sank down, supported himself with his hands, spread his legs and swept them violently, and both of their bodies were off the ground in an instant.

At this moment, Jinguji used his hands to support his body while kicking out his legs in an inverted position.

boom!

Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru flew backwards quickly.

After landing, the two looked at each other again, nodded in understanding, and moved forward again, but this time they were smarter. One of them attacked Jingu Tsukasa's upper body, and the other attacked his lower body.

But even so, Jingu Si handled it calmly.

The quick fight between the three made Angehime exclaim in surprise.

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

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

Although there is some factor that her technique is of auxiliary type, the gap is still too big!

"Ming Ming!" Overwhelmed with grief, the singing girl An hugged her classmate for comfort.

Mingming still maintained the posture of recording the video, but without the smile he had before.

"Is this genius?"

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

"Mingming?"

Ming Ming didn't care and said to himself: "Singer, do you know? This world is really unfair. Take these three geniuses in front of me for example. Even I would envy them."

"Mingming?" An Geji looked at the other party worriedly.

"Don't worry. I'm fine." Mingming smiled with relief soon, "I'm just sighing for a moment."

Since his technique is observation-assisted, Mingming has been working hard to train his physical skills since he was a child. Even now, he can wield an axe with great power. With his hard work, he has become a second-level magician at a young age, and is only one step away from the first level.

She was the object of praise from people around her, but compared with the three people in front of her, she seemed like nothing.

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

As for the physical skills that she was proud of? Not to mention Jinguji, both Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru were more talented in physical skills than she was. Although it was only a brief observation, she could roughly judge that no matter which one of them she fought, she would probably be able to hold out for a while in the early stage with the help of their seniority and experience, but she would definitely be the loser in the end.

Techniques and physical skills...the two most important aspects of a sorcerer, these two people are naturally gifted. How can we not envy them?

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

The battle between the three ended quickly, and the final winner was unsurprisingly Jingu Tsukasa.

Not to mention anything else, just in terms of combat experience, Jingu Si is eight times better than the other two. The combat experience gained from countless fights on the battlefield, as well as a variety of clever fighting skills, have made Jingu Si Tian and Curse Bound invincible in close combat.

"Hahaha! You guys think you can dance? You're not even close."

Jinguji, whose clothes were slightly dirty, stood and smiled, while the two people with minor injuries were lying 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 I met were all more perverted than the last, while Geto Suguru, who came from a civilian 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 me down and beat me, and he could at least have a good fight with Geto Suguru.

Those old guys who said that they had rare talents once in hundreds of years and were far superior to others must have been lying. Otherwise, how come he suddenly met two people who were as good as or even better than him?

Geto Xiayou was also breathing heavily, recalling the battle just now.

Having also practiced the ultimate boxing technique, he could feel the familiarity in Jingu Tsukasa's every move, but the difference in actual combat usage was like heaven and earth; the former was as smooth and natural as breathing, while his own was obviously deliberate.

"Is it because of too little actual combat?"

In just a moment, Geto Xiayou discovered his problem.

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

"That's right." After catching his breath, Gojo Satoru sat up. The round-frame sunglasses on his face had been lost somewhere long ago. His unobstructed bright six eyes wandered over Jingu Tsukasa and Geto Suguru.

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

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