The situation on the battlefield changed once again.
It had to be said, having two mouths really was a huge advantage.
Sukuna could chant incantations while simultaneously talking trash to Satoru Gojo.
With the Spatial Slash, Sukuna instantly gained the upper hand in the battle.
On the battlefield, Gojo had already begun using Reverse Cursed Technique to heal his severed arm.
But Sukuna's attacks gave him no chance to catch his breath.
His four arms moved relentlessly, Spatial Slashes following one after another, constantly suppressing Gojo's movements.
"Gojo-sensei..." Okkotsu murmured worriedly, his face tense.
He was deeply concerned. He had no idea what Gojo's fate would ultimately become.
After Gojo dodged the first Spatial Slash, the future Kasumi Miwa had told him about had changed completely.
He had no clue how the battle would develop from here.
All he could do now was pray that Gojo would win this fight.
Gojo showed no sign of panic despite his injury.
On the contrary, his smile grew wider and wider, as though he had come across something incredibly thrilling.
"Interesting, interesting, interesting!"
He shouted as he dodged the slashes.
"This is the level the King of Curses should have!
That guy hiding behind someone else's face earlier was completely worthless!
Make me even more excited!"
The moment he finished speaking, Gojo finally found an opening to counterattack.
Red light flickered at his fingertips as a Red blasted straight into Sukuna's chest.
"Boom!"
Sukuna was sent flying, giving Gojo a brief moment to rest.
Inside the Jujutsu High conference room, Kusakabe was just about to cheer again when he noticed that Sukuna was actually smiling as he flew backward.
"This guy... he can still smile after getting hit?"
From within the dust cloud, Sukuna slowly raised an arm and formed the hand sign