"Master, is it really possible for me to become as strong as you?"
Maki followed behind Shinsuke Zenin, looking rather excited.
After seeing her master fight the Strongest Sorcerer of the modern era, she couldn't help wondering whether she could really become as strong as him.
Could she really walk on air, fly around in the sky, and throw punches that sent out attacks like balls of fire?
She'd always thought her master was strong, but now his strength seemed to exceed the limits of her understanding.
"Why are you thinking so much about it? It took me decades to reach this level. You're still young. The path we're walking takes one steady step at a time.
"As long as you work hard enough, you can stomp on Satoru Gojo's head too."
Shinsuke had high hopes for Maki.
She had the tenacity for it.
And Maki would probably make much faster progress with the Eight Gates than he and Toji had.
Maki's physique wasn't as formidable as theirs, so it was easy for her to reach her limits through intense training. She also needed much less life force to open each of her chakra points.
Of course, while she might progress quickly, the power of her Eight Gates wouldn't be on the same level as that of the two Zenin brothers.
It was like the difference between Might Guy and Rock Lee.
Physical strength was the foundation. The stronger the foundation, the greater the power of the Eight Gates.
That was why Shinsuke had been able to hold his own against Satoru Gojo with only the Sixth Gate open.
"I understand, Master. I won't let you down."
Maki nodded, her gaze unusually resolute.
At last, she had found a path that gave her hope. She would give it everything she