An hour and a half later.
The shopping complex, a symbol of human civilization, had been destroyed across a wide area.
At the very center of the ruins, Hajime Kashimo, the strongest sorcerer from four hundred years ago, lay on the ground covered in wounds.
After a thrillingly intense (careful and cautious) battle, Jie Jian had finally defeated him without killing him!
There was no helping it. Kashimo's cursed energy was inferior, his speed could not compare, his strength fell short, and even his greatest specialty, the Positive-Negative Charge Explosion Technique, was ineffective against Jie Jian.
Jie Jian could even use the Reverse Cursed Technique to heal himself. The few injuries Kashimo had managed to inflict were repaired in an instant.
How could Hajime Kashimo possibly have been Jie Jian's opponent under those circumstances?
At that moment, Hana Kurusu, the flying "Angel," descended behind Jie Jian.
She looked at the helpless Hajime Kashimo on the ground.
"Why aren't you killing him for the points?"
Jie Jian scratched his head awkwardly.
"There's no need, right? I've already gotten five points. I don't have any particular reason to collect more.
Besides, I still need to talk to Kashimo about something."
"Angel" nodded in realization.
"Oh, so that's why you've been holding back the entire time."
As an ancient relic from the Jujutsu Society's most prosperous era a thousand years ago, "Angel" possessed abundant combat experience.
She could tell at a glance that Jie Jian had not fought at full strength.
She was not the only one to notice. Hajime Kashimo, who had been lying on the ground, used the last of his strength to turn his head away.
As a sorcerer, he could accept defeat. He could also accept death.
What he could not accept was someone holding back during a fight