Clang!
Igarashi Amaha used Inverted Spear to block Playful Cloud behind him, and the two Special Grade Cursed Tool made an astonishing sound.
" Amaha, you just can't shake the habit of swearing while fighting."
"Isn't this the truth? The representative of the new Yin Flow Domain, heh." After mocking him, Igarashi Amaha swung his Soul Liberation Blade and slashed backward, then kicked Suguru Geto and staggered back.
He placed the Inverted Spear back into the dragon's mouth, stepped on the air behind him, and a ripple appeared in the void, as if there was an air wall. Igarashi Amaha pushed off with his feet and drew his sword with lightning speed, rushing forward.
call out!
The Soul Liberation Blade slashed sideways like a ghost, its cold light sweeping directly towards Suguru Geto's neck. Suguru Geto, however, remained alert, and his three-section staff, like a dragon plunging into the sea, veered and smashed towards Igarashi Amaha's head. At the same time, a whooshing sound rang out, revealing a scarlet energy ball!
"I take back what I just said. Satoru Gojo is even more cunning than you."
"Hah!" The projectile shot towards Igarashi Amaha's body.
The Playful Cloud hurtled towards Igarashi Amaha's head.
"It's time to use a little bit of Cursed Technique." Igarashi Amaha made a decision. At that moment, the black dragon hanging on him stretched out its two claws and gently patted him in a human-like manner.
Snap!
" Boogie Woogie!"
The next second, Satoru Gojo switched places with Igarashi Amaha. Without unleashing his Limitless Power, Satoru Gojo took a solid hit from the cone, but he couldn't care less and immediately released another "Haku" to deal with his own attack.
Boom!
A violent explosion erupted in the air, and thick smoke enveloped the two men.
"Cough cough, damn it, why can that dragon use Cursed Technique too!?"
Boom!
A strong wind rose, the black smoke dissipated, and Satoru Gojo, his face blackened by smoke, gradually appeared, pointing at Igarashi Amaha and cursing loudly.
Igarashi Amaha smiled slyly, "It's a part of my body, so why can't I use it?"
"Damn it, I haven't even used Limitless yet. My brother and I are of one mind, and you're playing mind games with your brother. If I don't smash your head today, I'll change my surname to yours." Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto exchanged a glance and charged towards Igarashi Amaha.
Satoru Gojo rode through the air, while Suguru Geto rode on a flying Cursed Spirit, flanking them from the left and right, each carrying deep resentment.
"Oh dear, just as you think, you weaklings huddling together for warmth." Igarashi Amaha smiled faintly, as black and red bloodthirsty lightning suddenly appeared, rampaging across his body. He glanced at Suguru Geto on his left, then at Satoru Gojo on his right, gripping his Soul Liberation Blade tightly, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Don't get beaten to tears."
Swish!
They transformed into three streaks of light, colliding and exploding repeatedly in the air, creating raging winds that devastated the forest below.
Suddenly! A streak of yellow and blackish-red light plummeted downwards at high speed. Upon closer inspection, it was seen that Igarashi Amaha's large hand had tightly gripped Suguru Geto's throat, dragging him downwards, while Satoru Gojo was desperately chasing after him.
Bang!
The two crashed onto the top of the tent, which, which had been sturdy, instantly crumbled into countless fragments, like a thin film.
far away.
The group of people who were fighting Ryu Ishigori, including Megumi Fushiguro, Noritoshi Kamo, Aoi Todo Toge Inumaki, Toudou Aoi, Yuji Itadori, and others, were overjoyed when they saw the tent was broken, but the next second, their faces fell.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it, it's coming straight at us! Run!" Aoi Todo shouted, and the rest of the people scattered and fled.
Ryu Ishigori, who was enjoying toying with the weak, changed his expression upon sensing the Cursed Energy above. "Didn't they say Igarashi Amaha couldn't get in? Damn it."
Boom!
The earth shattered, and the shockwaves rolled outwards in layers, covering all the surrounding trees. In an instant, the nearby forest was razed to the ground.
"It's over. Remember to come pick up your socks tonight." Igarashi Amaha handed over the large handcuffs around Suguru Geto's neck and said with a light laugh.
Snap!
Satoru Gojo landed on the ground, looking "regretful," and said, "Alas, I was still a step too late. Jack, my socks are a bit thin, so be gentle with the rubbing, hahaha."
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not the one who needs to wash socks." Suguru Geto's teasing voice came from the deep pit.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
To Satoru Gojo's astonishment, one octopus tentacle after another emerged, planted themselves in the ground, and slowly lifted Natsumi Suguru Geto and Igarashi Amaha up.
It turned out that the moment Suguru Geto landed, he summoned an octopus Cursed Spirit to cushion his landing, so he didn't touch the ground. As for Igarashi Amaha, his feet were on air the whole time.
"So, I'm the one who should wash the socks?" Satoru Gojo said, pointing to himself in disbelief, his eyes glazed over.
Suguru Geto narrowed his fox-like eyes, dusted himself off, and said with a smile, "You guessed right, but there's no prize."
"Who said there's no prize?" Igarashi Amaha put his arm around Suguru Geto's shoulder and said with a mischievous grin, "Aren't our socks the prize? Hahahaha."
Hahahaha.
Hearing their hearty laughter, Satoru Gojo felt as if his sincerity had been toyed with. "Jay, isn't the correct script for us to beat up Amaha together?"
Suguru Geto's face was full of sarcasm after hearing this, "You have the nerve to say that? What the hell were you doing during the fight, besides setting off two waves?"
"Damn, we've been found out." Satoru Gojo looked embarrassed. The three of them had been fighting for so many years that they had long figured out Igarashi Amaha's style. He never showed favoritism to anyone. Whoever was close to him, he would beat up. He treated everyone equally. Of course, they would stay away from him if they could.
"Alright, everyone get back to your work. The great task of saving the students is now in your hands. I'm hungry, time to eat." Igarashi Amaha lit a cigarette, turned around, and walked out.
"Hey, Jai, you're so busy, I have something to do too." After saying that, Satoru Gojo chased after the direction where Igarashi Amaha had disappeared.
"Uh... what's going on? I was just about to ask Amaha why he gave his finger to the Cursed Spirit," Suguru Geto said helplessly.
"Leave the questioning to me. As for that Special Grade who ran away, chase after him and slap him twice. That hairstyle is just too damn annoying."