Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The oppressive aura continued, spreading outwards layer by layer from within Igarashi Amaha's body.
Sukuna gritted his teeth and stood ramrod straight. He only had the strength of two fingers. Although the pressure released by Igarashi Amaha was less than half a percent, it was still beyond his ability to withstand. Even if he was forced to use his Cursed Energy, he could not be defeated by this kid's pressure. He had lived for so many years and had never lost his footing under anyone's pressure.
On the side, while Sukuna was still barely holding on, Cursed Spirit Daiten had already completely collapsed to the ground. Under the terrifying pressure, his body had sunk halfway down, and the earth was covered with cracked spiderweb patterns.
"Little brat, there's a limit to arrogance." Sukuna clenched his hands into a hand seal, chanting an incantation at the same time.
Dragon Scales
Reverse launch
Paired Meteors
"Untie"!
Swish!
A massive crescent-shaped slash silently coalesced in the air, aiming directly at Igarashi Amaha in the sky!
" Amaha- sensei, get out of the way!" Nobara Kugisaki shouted sharply from behind, seeing the astonishing attack.
There were no steps omitted; you chose to chant incantations to enhance your attack power... But unfortunately, your strength is ultimately limited to just two fingers.
Thinking this, a cold smile appeared on Igarashi Amaha's handsome face. "Be quiet."
Buzz──!
As soon as the words fell, a special pattern appeared in the air, creating ripples. The two collided, and the crescent-shaped slash, after a moment of turmoil, turned into fluorescent specks and disappeared into the air.
"Snake eyes and fangs? Cursed Speech... Kid, you sure know a lot." Staring at the fleeting pattern in the air, Sukuna gritted his teeth. This feeling of being suppressed was truly unpleasant...
Nobara Kugisaki, captivated by this incredible skill, tugged at Megumi Fushiguro beside her and exclaimed, "Hey, what is that? That's such a cool ability!"
"It's Inumaki- senpai's Cursed Speech. By casting a curse on language, every word spoken afterward becomes a curse. It's a remarkable Cursed Technique," Megumi Fushiguro explained patiently, taking on the role of an encyclopedia.
" Inumaki- senpai?" Nobara Kugisaki. "Who is that?"
" Toge Inumaki, a descendant of Cursed Speech User, a second-year senior, you could be considered to be from the same school, a student of the previous teacher, Amaha."
"Wow, with this Cursed Technique, wouldn't we be invincible?" Nobara Kugisaki said enviously, thinking of Igarashi Amaha's nonchalant demeanor.
Megumi Fushiguro glanced at Nobara Kugisaki with surprise, a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Have you been spending too much time with Itadori and your brain has gone haywire? I already said it's a curse, isn't it only natural that it comes with a severe backlash? Are you a newly minted Jujutsu Sorcerer? Don't you understand this basic principle? Not only that, Inumaki's Cursed Speech are innate; he's suffered a lot since childhood. Not everyone is like Amaha -sensei, so stop being so envious."
"Oh, I see, I see."
Megumi Fushiguro sighed, rubbed her forehead, and shook her head. " Itadori, you've done a lot of harm."
Igarashi Amaha slowly stood up in mid-air, took off his trench coat and tossed it to Megumi Fushiguro behind him, revealing his extremely muscular physique. He looked down at Sukuna from high above, smiled faintly, and said, "You've finally gotten into the mood, want to play for a while?"
Sizzle!
Sukuna ripped his shirt and beckoned to Igarashi Amaha, "If you're not afraid of being torn to shreds, then come on."
"Heh." Igarashi Amaha chuckled, his body contorting as he instantly appeared behind Sukuna, then kicked out.
Bang!
Sukuna reacted quickly, crossing his arms over his chest to desperately block the attack. However, under the immense strength of Igarashi Amaha, he was still sent flying backward, only managing to stop himself just before crashing into the wall.
"Interesting." After a slight silence, Sukuna stomped his foot on the ground and rushed straight towards Igarashi Amaha, who was right in front of him. As he rushed forward, Sukuna's palms were slightly bent, and the sharp nails on his ten fingers gleamed with a cold light.
When he was only half a meter away from Igarashi Amaha, Sukuna suddenly stopped, his right hand drawing a tricky arc, aiming straight for Igarashi Amaha's throat.
With a calm expression, Igarashi Amaha raised her arms unhurriedly, her delicate arms drawing a semicircle in the air, and a strange power easily neutralized Sukuna's attack.
"What is that!?" Sukuna was startled and immediately tried to back away, but Igarashi Amaha had already seized the opportunity, prevented him from doing so.
"It's just a matter of using four ounces to move a thousand pounds." Igarashi Amaha pushed away Sukuna's claws with his left hand, then turned his right hand into a palm and pushed Sukuna's jaw upwards.
Bang!
The unparalleled force combined with the precise placement of the strike caused even Sukuna's brain to short-circuit for a moment.
"Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal." Igarashi Amaha chuckled, then his hands transformed into countless afterimages, unleashing a barrage of attacks on Sukuna's body!
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!!!
Completely out of rhythm, Sukuna became like a toy, turning into a punching bag for Igarashi Amaha.
Megumi Fushiguro and Nobara Kugisaki, hovering above, twitched their lips at the horrific scene. " Itadori... he must be feeling something, right?"
"... Yes, it will."
Swish!
Just as the two were complaining, the Cursed Spirit Daiten suddenly appeared behind them, and with a maniacal look on his face, he swung his fists!
Roar──!!
Suddenly, a terrifying roar interrupted their cries for help. A quick glance revealed a massive black dragon, its entire body jet black, bursting into the space. With a flick of its tail, it sent the Cursed Spirit flying.
Bang!
With a single punch, Sukuna was sent flying. Then, Igarashi Amaha teleported to the Cursed Spirit's side, grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him up. "You hurt my lovely student, I'll be angry, you know."
In the eyes of the Cursed Spirit, although the man before him always wore a gentle smile, under the influence of his aura, he felt as if he had fallen into an endless abyss, utterly cold.
" Igarashi Amaha!"
Sukuna descended from the sky, raised his long legs, and cleaved down like a battle axe!
"That's right, that's more like it." Igarashi Amaha also got excited, swinging the Cursed Spirit in his hand horizontally above to block Sukuna's attack.