[Exactly the same tactics!]
[Naobito Zenin knelt on one knee on the rough asphalt, one hand clamped tightly over his abdomen where the heavy blow had landed.]
[His stomach churned with wrenching pain, each ragged breath relentlessly assailing the keen nerves of a Grade 1 Sorcerer.]
[Only now did Naobito Zenin's bloodshot old eyes fully perceive how terrifying this young man was. He could now be absolutely certain that the man before him, dressed in a Jujutsu High uniform, was the teacher behind that brat Megumi Fushiguro!]
[In that fleeting exchange, whether it was using a wide spread of weak Shikigami-Rabbit Escape-to obscure his vision and create sensory blind spots, or silently spreading your shadow beneath the enemy's feet like a swamp, using the sudden loss of support to forcibly disrupt Projection Sorcery's stringent frame rules and trigger its immobilizing backlash... everything was practically identical to the tactics Megumi Fushiguro had used at the Zenin Clan's main residence not long ago, commanding Divine Dog: Totality to turn the tables on his foolish son Naoya!]
[Amid the intense pain, a fine layer of cold sweat seeped uncontrollably across Naobito Zenin's back. A feeling called belated fear crawled up his spine like a disease clinging to his bones.]
[Because he, the one who had taken the blow, knew better than anyone that you had absolutely, unquestionably held back with that lightning-fast roundhouse kick!]
[Since the man before him could also use the Ten Shadows Technique perfectly, you could easily have summoned a lethally clawed Shikigami like Megumi Fushiguro's during that fatal second when his technique's backlash froze him inside that two-dimensional frame, or even used a Cursed Tool to cut him effortlessly in two.]
[But you had not done so. You had not even continued using that uncanny method to seal his