"You pathetic small fry!"
"You pathetic Sukuna!"
The two stared at each other. When it came to trading trash talk, Sukuna, who had stood undefeated a thousand years ago, discovered that he had actually met a worthy opponent.
Come to think of it, Sukuna found that he could not read the woman before him at all. He had no idea what went on inside her head.
First, she had sent his fingers into unreachable outer space. Then, before their battle even began, she had slapped herself. Now she was trading insults with him as though she hadn't a care in the world.
"Interesting."
Sukuna was thoroughly intrigued by Chinatsu. That interest had already surpassed anything he had experienced a thousand years ago. After all, the small fry he could effortlessly chop into mincemeat were hardly worth his attention.
He stamped a foot against the ground. As the earth shattered and countless fragments of stone flew into the air, Sukuna charged at Chinatsu once again at astonishing speed.
Chinatsu immediately coated her right fist with Blue and punched forward. But just as her fist was about to strike Sukuna in the face, he nimbly stopped short, shifted position, and slipped behind her.
"So fast."
Chinatsu frowned slightly. She did not believe that speed came from physical strength alone. It had to be one of the effects granted by the two cursed tools in his hands.
Having flashed behind Chinatsu, Sukuna grinned and swept the trident called Hiten sideways, attempting to cut her in half at the waist.
Whoosh!!!
Sukuna's vicious horizontal sweep struck empty air. He raised his head and looked up to find Chinatsu hovering overhead. This time, she was the one looking down on him.
Sukuna had always been the one to look down on others, yet now someone