"Let's keep it simple. I'll spar with you using taijutsu alone." The moment his words fell, Rin's figure blurred, leaving an afterimage behind.
Uchiha-style taijutsu.
A close-combat system forged through countless life-and-death battles and refined by generations of Uchiha, now brought to its full potential in Rin's hands.
With chakra-enhanced physical ability far beyond the limits of this world, his body had already reached a level comparable to someone under a Heavenly Restriction.
"You are too arrogant for your own good!"
Toji roared, meeting the attack head-on.
Within the basement, two dark afterimages instantly tangled together.
Every clash between them sent visible rings of compressed air bursting outward.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Toji's attacks were wide and brutal, driven by beast-like instinct and overwhelming force.
He turned the surrounding environment into weapons, using the rebound from walls and the wreckage of machines to launch lethal strikes from every blind spot.
Yet no matter how fierce his assault became, Rin moved as if he could see the future, neutralizing each attack with the most precise and efficient motions.
Even without activating the Sharingan, the combat instinct carved deep into his soul gave him absolute control in close-quarters combat.
"Got you!"
After more than a hundred exchanges, Toji deliberately revealed an opening. He took a heavy knife-hand strike from Rin on his left shoulder just to close the distance.
A savage grin spread across his face as his thick arms snapped inward, locking tightly around Rin's waist.
This was his strongest grappling technique. Once caught, even a Special Grade Cursed Spirit would have its spine crushed instantly.
Just as he was about to secure the hold, Rin's lazy voice sounded by his ear.
"Is that all?"
Toji's heart tightened.
Before he could exert any force, Rin's hands, which had been positioned to block, suddenly shifted.
They slipped inside Toji's arms and precisely gripped the joints at his shoulders.
The weakest point in the human body's power chain.
"Break."
The muscles beneath Rin's trench coat tensed, and an overwhelming, unnatural strength erupted from his grip.
Crack! Crack!
Two sharp sounds rang out.
Toji's arms were forcibly dislocated on the spot.
"Ugh!"
A muffled groan escaped him as all strength vanished from his arms, leaving them hanging uselessly at his sides.
He tried to retreat, but Rin moved faster.
Releasing his grip, Rin planted his foot, twisted his waist, and unleashed a powerful high sweeping kick straight into the side of Toji's neck.
Boom!
Toji's massive body was sent flying. He smashed straight through the thick load-bearing wall of the basement, crashing out onto the street as the structure roared and collapsed behind him.
He slammed into a parked car, crushing it into a twisted wreck.
Silence fell.
Inside the ruined pachinko parlor, only the terrified gasps of gamblers sprawled across the floor remained.
Rin brushed the dust off his trench coat and walked out through the hole in the wall at an unhurried pace.
On the streets of Shibuya, the night air carried a faint chill.
Toji Fushiguro struggled to rise from the wrecked car.
His once arrogant face was now smeared with dust and blood.
He dragged in deep breaths. Though his arms had been dislocated, he relied on the abnormal bodily control granted by his Heavenly Restriction, gritting his teeth as he forced the joints back into place through sheer muscle contraction.
The sharp pain made the veins on his forehead bulge.
"Monster…"
Toji spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his gaze fixed on Rin as he stepped out of the shadows.
In all his years in the underground black market, he had never been so thoroughly crushed in the field he prided himself on most, pure taijutsu. It had been a one-sided defeat, almost humiliating.
That man had not even used half his strength. The casual ease he displayed was like toying with a slightly larger pet.
"Is the warm-up over, Sorcerer Killer?"
Rin stopped five meters away from him.
"Your physical ability isn't bad, and your durability barely passes. But if this is all you have, then our little game ends here."
The undisguised contempt pierced straight into Toji's pride.
He knew that relying on bare hands alone, he stood no chance against the monster before him.
"If you want to get serious… then don't blame me for doing the same!"
Toji straightened, his gaze turning as cold as a lone wolf's.
He reached toward the invisible cursed spirit at his shoulder and drew out two weapons.
In his left hand was a broad short sword.
In his right, a uniquely shaped dagger with three prongs.
Special Grade Cursed Tool, the Inverted Spear of Heaven.
A divine weapon capable of forcibly nullifying any active Cursed Technique. It was his greatest trump card against jujutsu sorcerers.
"Whether it's spatial movement or whatever tricks you're using, they're all meaningless before this blade!"
With a savage shout, Toji's figure blurred again, even faster than before.
With both cursed tools in hand, he wove a deadly net of slashes beneath the night sky, closing in on Rin.
As the Inverted Spear of Heaven stabbed toward him, Rin did not move.
Instead, a dangerous hint of mockery surfaced in his pitch-black eyes.
"Nullify all techniques?"
Hum~!
A crimson hexagram pattern lit up in the depths of his pupils.
The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan activated.
"Then try it and see if you can nullify what lies within these eyes."
Rin's right hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist. The Kusanagi Sword remained sheathed, yet the air around him seemed to boil in an instant.
Pure chakra manifested out of nothing.
Crack!
Just as the Inverted Spear of Heaven was about to pierce Rin's chest, a thick, purple skeletal ribcage burst forth from his body without warning, sealing the space between them.
Clang!
The blade slammed into the violet ribs, sending out a shower of sparks.
Toji's pupils shrank sharply.
This Special Grade Cursed Tool, capable of bypassing Limitless and cutting through all jujutsu defenses, let out a strained metallic cry the moment it struck the skeletal frame. Not only did it fail to nullify it, it was nearly knocked from his grasp by the overwhelming recoil.
"This is impossible. Why didn't the Inverted Spear of Heaven work?" Toji's voice carried a trace of shock.
"Because this isn't what you call a Cursed Technique or Cursed Energy at all."
Rin's cold voice sounded from within the skeletal frame.
The purple chakra surged again, rapidly forming a massive skeletal arm.
"This is power that belongs to the Uchiha."
Boom!
The enormous skeletal hand slammed into Toji's body.
He had no time to react before being smashed straight into the asphalt.
The ground shattered and collapsed, forming a deep, human-shaped crater several meters down.
Blood spilled from Toji's seven orifices. His Heavenly Restriction body, which he took such pride in, was severely damaged in an instant under the overwhelming force of Susanoo.
Rin dismissed the skeletal construct and walked to the edge of the crater, looking down at the man lying motionless at the bottom like a broken corpse.
"Had enough?"
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