Satoru Gojo, You're the Challenger!

After leaving the house.

Ronawa took a car out of the city.

She even bought a skewer of dango on the way, eating as she went.

By the time she reached the wasteland outside the city, Satoru Gojo appeared before her.

"I thought you'd find somewhere to hide."

"Didn't expect you to be strolling around outside so openly."

"Looks like you really underestimated me!"

Satoru Gojo said to Ronawa.

But all he got in return was Ronawa rolling her eyes.

Find somewhere to hide? It was as if Ronawa had never considered that.

The problem was, could she even hide?

Either way, Satoru Gojo would find her sooner or later.

Since that was the case, she might as well face it with some dignity.

Still, though she was groaning inwardly, Ronawa's mouth was anything but soft.

Facing Satoru Gojo, Ronawa raised a finger, wagged it, and said, "I think you've got one thing wrong."

"Satoru Gojo, you're the challenger!"

Satoru Gojo actually laughed.

So sharp, huh?

Then let's see who the challenger really was!

At the same time, Suguru Geto had arrived at Jujutsu High.

But what awaited him was a gathered group of Higher-Ups and old fossils, preparing to surround Ronawa and exorcise her.

Suguru Geto was visibly taken aback when he saw that lineup.

Then his ever-narrowed eyes opened, and a bitter smile surfaced on his face.

He truly hadn't expected to run into something this big.

They said everyone would encounter one great wave in life.

But this wave was a little too huge, wasn't it?

Still, Suguru Geto quickly cast aside those inexplicable emotions.

He took the initiative to walk toward that lavishly assembled group of Higher-Ups.

He had already made up his mind before coming here.

At worst, he would die.

He had come here to seek an answer.

He would treat it as an explanation for the decades of his past.

The battle erupted without warning.

After Ronawa finished talking trash, Satoru Gojo's smile faded, and he charged at her.

At that moment, Satoru Gojo's expression was grave.

Those who truly wanted to win did not smile.

Only then did Ronawa truly realize just how strong Satoru Gojo was.

Leaving aside those absurdly overpowered techniques.

His raw stats alone were already outrageous.

With one burst of movement, Satoru Gojo appeared before Ronawa almost as if he had teleported.

Then he swung his fist and drove his elbow at Ronawa.

At that instant, Satoru Gojo's fist tore through the air with a terrifying boom.

It was as though he had forcibly punched the air ahead of him apart.

And Ronawa, bearing the brunt of it, felt like a hundred-ton truck was barreling straight into her at full speed.

At the critical moment, Ronawa summoned Thousand Hands and placed them before Satoru Gojo.

Yet dozens of hands were blown apart by a single punch from him.

When that terrifying force exploded, Ronawa's ears rang from the shock.

All she could say was that Satoru Gojo's destructive power was simply authoritative.

Many people might think it was stupid for jujutsu sorcerers to rely on close-quarters brawling and elbow strikes instead of cursed techniques.

In reality, anyone who thought that simply did not understand jujutsu sorcerers.

For a jujutsu sorcerer, cursed energy strength was equivalent to physical strength.

The stronger their cursed energy, the greater their cursed energy output efficiency.

The more terrifying their hand-to-hand combat became.

Combined with the occasional Black Flash, their martial arts were not much weaker than unleashing a major technique.

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That was why every jujutsu sorcerer was an expert in elbow techniques.

And on the path of "elbow techniques," Satoru Gojo was practically an authority.

Anyone capable of trading elbows with Ryomen Sukuna was a monster no matter how you looked at it.

As for Ronawa, in theory, her "elbow technique" level should not have been weak either.

After all, her total cursed energy and cursed energy output rate were there for all to see.

But the problem was that she genuinely had no experience with "elbow techniques."

She was a pure long-range mage.

Her "stats" were maxed out, but her "controls" were terrible.

That was Ronawa's level of "elbow technique."

Naturally, she had no way of comparing to Satoru Gojo.

If she tried to compete with him in elbow techniques, she would definitely get elbowed to death.

So Ronawa wisely chose to avoid his edge for now.

She decisively used "Distance Kill" to widen the gap between herself and Satoru Gojo.

Then, Thousand Hands, Hundred Eyes unfolded.

Let there be a thrilling jujutsu showdown!

With Ronawa's cursed energy fully unleashed.

The sky instantly turned dark crimson.

Then, a gigantic eyeball appeared in the sky.

Overlooking the countless living beings of the mortal world below.

At the same time, densely packed "hands" wielding the Death Feather Sword spread out around Ronawa.

Like a peacock displaying its tail, the pressure reached its peak in that instant.

Even Satoru Gojo's eyes grew more solemn in the face of such an exaggerated spectacle.

The current Ronawa was troublesome even to him.

She was growing too quickly, and her mechanics were too absurd!

Satoru Gojo was usually called a "mechanics monster" and a monster by others.

But now, he truly felt it.

Ronawa was the mechanics monster—the real monster!

While Ronawa and Satoru Gojo displayed the charm of their stats and mechanics to each other.

Suguru Geto was facing the greatest wave of his life.

Facing a team composed of Jujutsu Higher-Ups and several ancient monsters, it was impossible for Suguru Geto to feel no pressure.

At the same time, he knew very well that he absolutely could not win.

But refusing to fight just because he could not win was the mindset of a pure weakling!

Suguru Geto would never retreat.

So without hesitation, he used his cursed technique.

As cursed spirits of every shape and appearance were released by Suguru Geto, in the blink of an eye, a Night Parade of a Hundred Demons had gathered around him, with countless figures assembled.

Watching all of this, the head of the Gojo Clan could not help stepping forward and saying to Suguru Geto, "Suguru Geto, stand down!"

"For Satoru Gojo's sake, I can pretend you were never here."

"Don't keep making one mistake after another!"

After hearing that, a smile Suguru Geto had never worn before appeared on his face.

It was an unrestrained, wild laugh.

"You old bastard, don't make it sound so nice."

"Let me go? You're just in a hurry to interfere in that battle."

"Do you think I'll let you get there smoothly?"

Suguru Geto knew that, barring the unexpected, today would be the day he died.

But it did not matter. It was only one life—he would give it!

It was not as if he could not afford to die.

Besides, Suguru Geto no longer wanted to live.

The only reason he had stubbornly clung to life before was to complete his plan and realize his ideals.

But his ideals had been shattered, and his plan had proven to be nothing but a joke.

Under such circumstances, Suguru Geto feared nothing anymore.

To him, death was not failure, but rest.

And using his own death to pave the way for Ronawa.

In Suguru Geto's eyes, that was an absolute bargain.

Seeing Suguru Geto's resolute refusal to leave, the Higher-Ups said nothing more.

Because at this very moment, only by dealing with Suguru Geto first would they have a chance to handle Ronawa.