In the Training Ground, Masamichi Yaga and the others had already moved away from the edge, standing atop an ancient tower that practically radiated history as they observed the battle from above.
Three figures in the arena were fiercely attacking a white-haired figure from all sides.
Every so often, a bolt of lightning would strike the white-haired figure from the clear sky.
Shoko Ieiri watched the battle with great interest.
Born able to use the Reverse Cursed Technique—and even output it onto others—
Shoko Ieiri had always been regarded as a treasure of the Jujutsu World and kept under strict protection.
As a result, Shoko Ieiri had not seen many battles.
Much less one of this caliber.
The seamless coordination between Eiji and his Shikigami—
And Satoru Gojo's strength in swiftly responding to any kind of attack—both felt novel to Shoko Ieiri.
Eiji, meanwhile, was feeling quite helpless.
Although he had a way to break through Limitless, trump cards only worked when they caught the enemy off guard.
So before he found the right opportunity, Eiji could not rush.
Against the nearly cheating-like Limitless, Eiji planned to force Satoru Gojo into revealing an opening through a relentless assault.
This was not impossible. After all, Satoru Gojo had yet to turn Limitless into a fully automatic ability.
However, Satoru Gojo was no longer the person he had been years ago, someone who would be caught off guard by sudden developments and instinctively shift his attention away from maintaining Limitless.
The current Satoru Gojo was an experienced and resolute powerhouse.
Eiji's encirclement continued.
Come to think of it, Satoru Gojo seemed to get ganged up on quite often.
Though the ones accompanying Eiji now were his own Shikigami.
"Useless."
Eiji's fist stopped before Satoru Gojo once more.
Though less than a centimeter