Intense joy made his cursed energy flow even more smoothly. Once again, he felt as though he could unleash a Black Flash at any moment. While suspended in midair, he swung his blade again! Drawn by the immense mass, countless gusts of wind swept into the path of his strike. Satoru Gojo stared wide-eyed at the blade. By now, his left arm was gone. He clenched his right fist, drew it back to his waist in midair, and assumed the starting stance for a straight punch.
The next instant, both sides moved at once.
Clap. A soft sound. Boogie Woogie!
Their positions switched again. Crimson Lotus Oni God repeated the same trick, smoothly turning his forward swing into a backward slash. Mist Cutter's tip was once again about to reach Satoru Gojo, but this time Gojo had already made up his mind. Without hesitation, he spun around and smashed Mist Cutter's blade with his right fist.
But before that—clap. The soft sound rang out again. Boogie Woogie!
Continuous swaps! Gojo, can you keep up?! Mahito roared inwardly. Of course I can! As though their hearts were connected, Satoru Gojo roared in his mind as well.
Satoru Gojo only felt his Six Eyes burning hot enough to catch fire. His attention was completely focused, his cursed energy perception tightly locking onto Crimson Lotus Oni God. It was as if the gale and dust filling the entire world had become a black twilight landscape, while Crimson Lotus Oni God alone stood out with perfect clarity, as though every light in the world shone upon him.
Come on. How many times are you going to swap space? I'll play along to the end!
Crimson Lotus Oni God swung his blade wildly. Every storm he whipped up caused tremendous tremors when it slammed into