The sky above Tokyo Jujutsu High was already heavily overcast at this moment.
The aerial unit led by Hakuzosu had begun its dive toward the ground.
Just then, a silver figure shot into the sky like a meteor.
Rider Medusa arrived on the battlefield before Hakuzosu's offensive could fully unfold.
Meanwhile, on the ground.
The fastest among them, Satoru, was already approaching the curtain around the competition venue.
Mechamaru's final report indicated that three Special Grade enemies had appeared inside the competition venue.
Even with confidence in his students, the presence of three Special Grades still made everyone uneasy.
Crack, whoosh.
A sudden electric arc appeared around Satoru, and a long staff landed in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Satoru pulled down his blindfold, revealing Six Eyes filled with anger.
Although he knew Eichi had made arrangements and the students inside the curtain should be safe, the lingering worry still made Satoru somewhat annoyed.
It was like parents who, despite their children having grown up, still could not help worrying.
"Are you Satoru, the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer?"
As the dust settled, a young man with an iron staff and two buns in his hair, resembling Nezha, stood in front of Satoru.
Nezha's image was quite popular at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
This was because Eichi once said during a discussion about Sukuna, "Two faces, four arms, and fire, isn't that two-thirds of Nezha?"
"So what if I am?"
"My name is Kashimo Hajime, and I'm here to challenge you!"
With that, Kashimo Hajime's Cursed Energy surged, and he thrust his staff at Satoru with incredible speed.
Kashimo Hajime was a true martial arts fanatic. His entire life had been dedicated to fighting strong opponents.
Yet, he had never encountered anyone who could force him to fight at full strength.
By the time Ryu, someone who could match him, was born, he was already old.
Facing Kenjaku, who had found him once again, Kashimo Hajime asked a question.
"Who is the strongest in history?"
"The strongest in history, you say? That would have to be Sukuna."
"If I agree to your terms, can I fight him?"
"No problem."
And so, Kashimo Hajime and Kenjaku made a Binding Vow.
Kenjaku turned this strongest individual from four hundred years ago into a cursed tool.
Just a few days ago, he was awakened by Kenjaku.
"Has the time come to fight Sukuna?"
Kashimo Hajime showed a crazed expression.
"I regret to inform you, your wish to fight Sukuna can no longer be fulfilled."
Kenjaku stood in front of Kashimo Hajime with his hands spread, his expression very helpless.
Crack.
Kashimo Hajime suddenly appeared in front of Kenjaku, and an insane killing intent swept out.
"Are you toying with me? Be careful, or I'll kill you!"
"Don't get excited, calm down. I couldn't help it. A stronger person was born in this era, and Sukuna was killed by him last year."
Kenjaku waved his hands continuously.
Kashimo Hajime paid no attention to Kenjaku's exquisite acting, but was instead drawn to the latter half of his sentence.
"A strong person capable of killing Sukuna was born in this era?"
"Indeed, the Six Eyes user of the Gojo Family, one of The Big Three Families with a long history."
Kenjaku pulled out a stack of photos.
"The strength of the Six Eyes user grows with each generation, and finally, in this generation, a millennium later, he surpassed and killed Sukuna."
For Kenjaku, this thousand-year-old fox, mixing lies with truth was commonplace.
"Where is he?"
This was the only question Kashimo Hajime cared about.
"The King of Hell is unseen, but the little devils are troublesome. If you rush in like this, you won't be able to fully enjoy your battle with Satoru, you know."
"Just say what you have to say. Don't dawdle."
"Abe no Seimei has an operation in a few days. You can follow him into Tokyo Jujutsu High then and challenge Satoru."
"Then so be it."
Satoru being intercepted was somewhat expected.
After all, no one could ignore Satoru's existence. Everyone who dared to ignore him was crushed by his unparalleled strength.
Therefore, in most defensive battles, Eichi made arrangements under the premise that "Satoru is restricted by certain conditions and cannot be mobilized."
On the ground, the person truly supporting the arena had arrived at the curtain.
"Seriously, someone actually dares to do this again."
Toji scratched his head, feeling as if he had suddenly gone from being the top dog to second best.
From today onward, the attacks on Tokyo Jujutsu High would no longer be limited to his one time.
"Forget it, let's finish the job first."
After all, Megumi was still inside. Although Toji often unplugged his brain and zoned out, he was still his son, and he occasionally remembered him.
Especially when his son and daughter might be in danger.
As for normally?
Normally, Megumi and Tsumiki's greatest danger was Toji.
Toji lifted his foot, preparing to enter the curtain. The curtain, which could even hold Satoru for a while, was as if it did not exist to him.
Then, an accident occurred.
Boom, sizzle.
Toji, who was about to enter the curtain, suddenly retreated. The next second, a ball of fiercely burning flames landed in front of him.
The flames did not extinguish after landing, but melted the ground with an extremely high temperature.
"Are you Toji? Hmph, you really don't have any Cursed Energy."
Jogo, with black smoke rising from his head, shrieked as he descended from the sky, revealing a disdainful expression after realizing that Toji indeed had no Cursed Energy at all.
"Cursed Spirit?"
Toji looked at the volcano-headed Cursed Spirit in front of him, which resembled a small old man, and his face showed an impatient expression.
"Hey, move aside. I'm in a hurry right now."
Toji did not want to work overtime.
"Heh heh, be sensible and hand over the Inverted Spear of Heaven, and I can let you die painlessly."
Jogo extended a hand toward Toji, provoking him.
This was one of Jogo's plans previously discussed with Kenjaku and the others, to seize the Inverted Spear of Heaven from Toji.
Then, they would use this cursed tool, which could threaten Satoru, to severely injure, Seal, or outright kill him.
Jogo was inclined to kill Satoru, because then it could keep the Prison Realm as its own collection.
If it collected the Prison Realm with Satoru inside, Jogo would not even be able to sleep soundly.
It was afraid that Satoru would suddenly pop out of its bed while it was sleeping and bat his eyelashes at it.
"I'll give you one last chance. Move aside, or die!"
Toji issued a final ultimatum to Jogo with a serious expression, and used the brief pause to draw his Split Soul Katana.
"Hmph, a mere old human without Cursed Energy, and you really dare to talk big."
Whoosh.
Two balls of scorching flames appeared in Jogo's hands. The next second, countless strangely shaped flying insects appeared around Toji.
While Toji was spitting Ogama from his stomach and pulling out his cursed tool, Jogo was not idle.
Rumble.
Countless explosions began to appear at the edge of the curtain.
"Even Toji has been intercepted? It seems the enemy has deployed quite a few forces this time."
Eichi's steps halted as he realized countless torii gates had appeared around him.
(To be continued.)
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