Satoru Gojo

So much happens in that one second.

First, Xuan made his move. The moment he shouted "Tsukumo," Xuan had already used the white Cursed Energy of the Mahoraga to block the use of Shadow Teleportation next to Kenjaku. At the same time, the entangled Lightning also neutralized the use of several of his own acceleration Cursed Technique.

At the same moment that Kenjaku was imprisoned, Kenjaku also took out the "Prison Realm," a cube covered with eyeballs. With the sound of the door opening, it also announced the appearance of something "unplanned."

The appearance of Tsukumo was beyond Kenjaku's expectations, but when Kenjaku discovered that only Choso was guarding Tengen, he roughly guessed that Tsukumo was lying in ambush on him.

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of the door opening, the Phoenix Wheel's volley had already flown out.

As he flew out, Satoru Gojo's figure also appeared on the battlefield—when he saw Gen directly opposite him, Satoru Gojo's expression became extremely serious.

With the sound of the Phoenix Wheel piercing through space, Satoru Gojo had already assumed his attack stance.

Kenjaku barely managed to raise his fist, but the Phoenix Wheel, rolled into a ball, tore him apart and sent him flying the instant it struck. In just one second, the Phoenix Wheel shattered Xuan's binding lines, and with a force capable of destroying half an island, it kicked Kenjaku into a bloody mist.

And Xuan finally met this the Strongest in the modern era.

tread.

tread.

Tsukumo, who had delivered that blow, wasn't in good shape—at the same time, Choso sound came through the headphones.

"Lord Tengen has started attacking me for some reason!!!"

The regretful voice of the Choso, mixed with the roars of several Cursed Spirit, immediately made Xuan and Tsukumo understand what had happened.

"Hey! Tsukumo —get out of here!"

Before Genfa could send Tsukumo to check on Tengen's movements, Satoru Gojo spoke up first.

Don't steal my lines!

"Oh, are those your words?"

Satoru Gojo stood on the ruins of the Prison Realm, looking at Gen before him, while Gen looked back at Satoru Gojo; the two gazed at each other.

"I heard about you from Yuta Okkotsu, Satoru Gojo."

"So, does that mean I'm really strong?"

"They're saying your education level is terrible..."

"Were those her last words?"

Satoru Gojo clearly sensed that the guy in front of him was completely different from the one he had seen in the Back of the Prison Realm, but he had just come out of the Prison Realm and couldn't be sure what kind of situation the guy in front of him was.

"What's going on? That's scary!"

Xuan could smell the aura of another version of himself in the air—although he had turned into blood mist, Kenjaku was still alive, truly a formidable opponent.

"That's what she said herself when I was teaching her how to manipulate Cursed Energy."

"Huh? What's going on? Are they actually questioning my teaching abilities?"

"And there's Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro too."

"You're completely different from what I expected..."

Satoru Gojo twisted his neck, adjusting to the rustiness in his limbs caused by spending so much time in the Back of the Prison Realm, his two Sky Manipulation -blue eyes fixed on Gen.

He had already determined that these questions indicated that the man before him was not the "Xuan" he had seen before, but another Xuan, completely different from the one he had seen.

But he was still very angry.

Because this guy in front of him actually told me in detail about how his disciple had complained about him.

And what's more! Itadori, Fushiguro, Maki, and even Yuta Okkotsu is completely confident in himself, all said things like that their education level was inadequate!

First of all, Itadori would definitely not tell!

Gojo and Gen strolled along the streets of the Jujutsu High, exchanging smiles and conversation.

"If I'm not mistaken, those people connected to me are probably in grave danger...?"

How so?

"Like the headmaster of the Masamichi Yaga... Panda, Scale, and Itadori —are you surnamed Zenin?"

I really hate that last name.

"Actually, I hate it too, now we have something in common."

As they talked, the two the Strongest started chatting about everyday things.

"Megumi will probably be attacked by the Zenin Clan too—what do you think? Was I right?"

"Although the results were all reversed, the process was entirely correct."

"What about those old fogies?"

"I've cleared them all out, leaving only a few truly useful people."

Walking along the streets of the Jujutsu High, Satoru Gojo's two blue eyes constantly observed his surroundings.

The interior of the Jujutsu High looked as if it had been plowed over; the annoying gazes from the Jujutsu Headquarters that Six Eyes could previously sense had disappeared.

It seems, just as the person in front of me said, that he has already purged the Jujutsu Headquarters.

"You're very strong. My eyes and my body are telling me that—from what you've said, it seems my apprentices have already received your care."

Are you a victim of NTR (Netorare, a form of sexual assault)?

"How could I be that kind of thing?"

"Does the fact that I stole your apprentice make you feel uneasy and humiliated?"

"No way, I'll only blame myself for not having strong enough teaching skills."

Pat, pat.

Inside the Jujutsu High's barrier, tall cherry blossom trees filled the ground. Listening to the news from Tsukumo and Choso that "Tengen has disappeared" coming through his earphones, Xuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Kenjaku will probably still need Tengen, so there's no need to worry about Tengen's safety. If all else fails, just give her a Star Plasma Vessel, and she can be resurrected on the spot.

Thinking of this, Xuan's eyes met those of Satoru Gojo had just figured out the Panda and Yaga incident.

Their golden eyes met their blue eyes, and after a brief exchange of glances, they understood each other's meaning and simultaneously made a gesture.

"Domain Expansion."

"Unlimited Void" / "Undercurrent: Eight Fixed Waters"

Xuan's face showed a hint of surprise. His domain had only managed to restrain Satoru Gojo at the same time after he made the first move.

He even used a closed domain that expands faster, instead of the Open Domain as is common in other cases.

"Hey! Activating your domain like that can be scary!"

Satoru Gojo looked at Gen across from him and revealed a satisfied smile.

"You're the one who's... you've had that murderous look on your face from the very beginning."

Gen deliberately Copy Satoru Gojo's tone, and the two exchanged a knowing smile before speaking at the same time.

"The atmosphere has gotten to this point—" / "That's the kind of atmosphere we're in now!"

"Then I shall humbly comply..." / "Let the battle begin, Ten Shadows Warlocks."

Almost simultaneously, both of them assumed fighting stances, the appearance within their domains surging with their turbulent emotions, and the trash talk reached its final stage.

"My name is Xuan. Don't use Cursed Technique to address people casually. If you call me the Ten Shadows Sorcerer, I'll call you the Sorcerer with Limitless."