The Consecrations were nearly dumbstruck.
They knew Limit Douluo were powerful. They knew a Limit Douluo could crush them as easily as kicking aside a roadside pebble. But only after seeing two Limit Douluo spar did they realize they had still overestimated themselves.
Itadori glanced at the Emotion Points on the panel, and his lips curved slightly. His original consciousness was controlling his body now.
Old Man, your dear disciple is serving you a Black Flash!
Sukuna had always respected the strong. When Jogo and Satoru Gojo died, he had given them the highest praise, and he praised talented juniors too. But after Itadori landed eight Black Flashes on him in a row, Sukuna had completely lost his composure.
Today, Qian Daoliu can experience the shock of endless Black Flashes too!
As Qian Daoliu watched Itadori charge at him in an instant, a bad feeling suddenly came over him.
He hurriedly activated his Eighth Soul Skill.
"Eighth Soul Skill: Holy Radiance!"
Sacred Angel's Light became a beam that could pierce straight through Itadori.
Qian Daoliu breathed a sigh of relief. That should force Itadori back... right?!
Oh, shit!
"Black Flash!"
The beam engulfed Itadori. Just before it could obliterate him, black lightning wreathed in red light erupted in a blinding flash.
Qian Daoliu froze. Th-three Black Flashes?
In that brief instant, Itadori appeared right in front of him.
"First Soul Skill: Angel Assault!"
Qian Daoliu struck.
"Black Flash!"
A fourth Black Flash burst forth, and Itadori had never felt better. Besides dealing a critical hit to the power of 2.5, Black Flash let the user wield Cursed Energy that normally required deliberate control as naturally as breathing.
Qian Daoliu could barely steady himself in midair.
Itadori pressed his advantage.
Black-and-red lightning streaked past.
The punch nearly drove Qian Daoliu into