Curse Return: Swordsmith Start

Chapter 202 The Long-Awaited Rematch

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Staring into Yue Ren's eyes, which were devoid of any sharpness, Gojo Satoru had a peculiar feeling that something must have happened to this student.

Compared to two years ago, his demeanor has changed drastically, but one thing is certain: he has become stronger.

He easily saw something very familiar in the eyes of the Yue people—confidence.

A self-confident attitude that makes one the only one worthy of respect.

"Interesting." Gojo Satoru licked his lips.

"Let's go to the training ground."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, the hem of his black teacher's uniform drawing a clean arc in the air. Clearly, he wanted to boost his presence by showing off.

"Okay, I'll wait for you there."

A simple sentence made Gojo Satoru turn around subconsciously, but the seat that was occupied just a second ago was now empty.

The Yue man disappeared after saying this.

Wow, that's fast! Even "Six Eyes" couldn't see it clearly... No, it's not about speed.

Gojo Satoru was startled.

Where are they?

Kugizaki looked completely bewildered, wondering if there was something wrong with his eyes.

"Senior... just vanished?"

"Fukuguro, did you see that?"

"I don't know what happened. I just saw a flash of blue light and then my senior disappeared."

Suppressing his inner surprise, Fu Hei's voice trembled slightly.

Two years have passed, and having obtained the Demon Void, he has fully developed his "Ten Shadow Techniques" and mastered "Domain Expansion," possessing the strength of a Special Grade. He is currently one of the strongest candidates who can compete with Gojo Satoru. However, it is truly puzzling that he still cannot see clearly how Yue Ren disappeared.

As expected of a senior, he has become even more unfathomable in the past two years.

"Hehe... It was indeed a big surprise! Let's go then."

Gojo Satoru smiled slightly and turned to walk towards the training ground.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

Kugizaki grabbed Itajitsugi's sleeve.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Itachi finally realized what was happening, and swallowed the otherworldly fruit in his mouth in two bites, almost choking: "It's here, it's here!"

"Fukuguro, hurry up too!"

Fushiguro sighed, but still took a step.

To be honest, he was also a little curious—what exactly had Senior Yue Ren, whom he hadn't seen for two years, learned in the so-called "other world"?

Now that things have come to this, he seems to be gradually accepting what he just said.

The news spread faster than expected.

When Yue Ren and Gojo Satoru arrived at the training ground one after the other, a number of people had already gathered scattered around the field.

This training ground has been expanded, mainly due to the increase in personnel.

It has more than doubled in size compared to before, and is now the size of several football fields.

Several freshmen who had just enrolled this year were peeking over in this direction when they were pulled aside by the upperclassmen, who quietly explained the origins of the two people on the field.

"That's Mr. Gojo! Ah, how lucky I am to actually meet him in person at school."

Although he is a teacher and the highest leader in name, he has always worked on the front line and is often on missions, so his students rarely see him. Therefore, it is quite rare for them to see him at this moment.

"What about that one over there? I don't think I've seen him before..."

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"Kawasaki Koshito, one of the main forces in the great battle two years ago. I heard he disappeared for two years and just returned today."

"Just got back and got dragged into a fight by Gojo-sensei? That's terrible..."

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"Shh, keep your voice down."

People around were talking about it. Many of them were new recruits from the past two years, some were ancient sorcerers from the previous "Death Return" event, and most were modern people who had awakened their spells.

Zenin Maki leaned against the fence at the edge of the training field, her arms crossed. The afternoon sunlight reflected off her glasses, obscuring her expression.

The dog next to him, Curly, tugged at the zipper of its collar and let out a low "salmon" from its throat.

"That kid, he just arrived and made such a commotion without even saying hello." Maki suddenly spoke up, her tone carrying a hint of scrutiny, or perhaps resentment.

Dog Roll nodded: "Prince Ming."

However, I can't really blame Yue Ren, since they've only been back for a short time. But arguing with a woman is definitely a very irrational thing to do, especially since she seems to be still angry.

So Dogroll chose to agree.

Besides them, many other people also came, including Nanami, as well as others who were live-streaming using the Mechanical Maru video.

Everyone has stopped what they were doing to some extent.

Satoru Gojo stood in the center of the training field, the sunlight, which had not yet reached his head, casting a long shadow.

He moved his neck and then did some stretching exercises, making a cracking sound as his body moved.

"Let's get this straight," he said, taking off his blindfold and stuffing it into his pocket, "don't go easy on me."

Those who witnessed this scene all tensed up at once. This guy was going to go all out right from the start! Didn't he consider where he was?

"I have no problem with it, but I don't think that person would agree."

As he spoke, Yue gestured behind him.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and, unsurprisingly, saw Nocturne's face, which was as black as charcoal.

"Oh no! I forgot about that."

"Wu, Yue Ren, what are you two doing? Don't you know where you are? Get to the office."

Moth was furious. She was already incredibly busy, and now these two troublemakers had gotten together.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the principal. It's alright, leave it to me."

The Yue man waved to the moth in greeting, then placed one hand on the ground.

An unbelievable scene unfolded: a magic circle appeared beneath Yue Ren's feet, then expanded continuously until it enveloped the entire training ground.

That wasn't all. After the magic circle stopped spreading, a surge of azure energy suddenly rose from its edge, and a few seconds later, a hemispherical barrier enveloped the two of them.

"This is... an 'account'? No, it's not..."

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"A King-level barrier magic, a new skill I've learned. As long as you don't use 'this' on it, it should be able to protect this area."

"I see. You seem quite confident."

Does it mean he can't open the pot lid except with "this"? Is it arrogance or...?

Gojo Satoru was somewhat unsure. Although he had "six eyes," the energy flow on this shell was something he had never seen before, and without personally touching and analyzing it, he could not determine its specific intensity.

Meanwhile, some curious individuals had already started tapping on the seemingly energy-formed shell.

The barrier made a sound similar to striking a steel plate, so it seems to be of very high quality.

The moth still had a dark expression, but the sudden cover eased its expression slightly.

These two guys are so willful, it seems like this riot can't be stopped.

He sighed and turned to instruct his secretary.

"Make sure everyone stays away from here. Also, have a few teachers come together to add another layer of 'tent' just in case."

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"clear."

Although he knew that with the destructive power of these two guys, even several layers of barriers wouldn't make a difference, as the supreme commander, he still had to do what needed to be done.

Inside the semi-transparent barrier, the two stood facing each other.

"Teacher, then I'll focus on showcasing the results. How about you also remove the 'no limits' restriction?"

The "superficial light" of the Yue people and the "no bottom line" of Gojou are disgusting mechanisms that are difficult for ordinary people to crack. Since they are for testing results, it is better not to use them.

"Sure, that suits me perfectly."

The moment the words left his mouth, the air on the training field jolted violently.

It wasn't a sudden earthquake, but rather a sense of oppression on a grand scale, as if an invisible giant hand had descended from the sky and grasped the entire space in its palm.

Several freshmen on the sidelines immediately turned pale, their knees went weak, and they had to be supported by those around them to avoid falling to the ground.

The barrier can defend against physical damage, but this kind of mental pressure is not included in its scope.

These are the five insights.

Even a mere wisp of aura released casually can be an unbearable pressure for an ordinary person.

However, the Yue people stood still, completely motionless.

His clothes fluttered in the gust of wind, and his hair was disheveled by the sudden gust of wind, but his eyes remained unchanged, displaying only an unfathomable composure.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes narrowed slightly.

His momentum is definitely much stronger than it was two years ago. After his battle with Su Nuo and that exaggerated thing, he has discovered many new things.

But this young man in front of me seems to be the same.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Wu Tiao was enlightened.

Without using any limitless assistance comparable to teleportation, relying solely on physical speed, his figure had already become a blur in the eyes of ordinary people.

The distance of tens of meters was compressed into almost nothingness, and when he reappeared in sight, his fist was already in front of Yue Ren.

It was enveloped in a faint light blue light; yes, it was Gojo Satoru's standard Azure Fist.

This is a test from a top expert. Unless you fully understand this move or your strength reaches the "Special Grade", you will definitely be killed instantly.

Yue Ren was already familiar with the mechanism of this move, and according to common sense, he should not have taken this punch to avoid being put on the defensive.

But this time, to Gojo Satoru's surprise, Echigo actually threw a punch.

Is this... going to punch him?

The next moment, the two fists collided.

The two didn't move, but the ground beneath their feet instantly cracked, with a range of several tens of meters. The shockwaves from the impact struck the barrier, making it rumble like waves crashing against steel plates.

Those outside the stadium were unharmed, but they felt as if a very short magnitude 6 earthquake had occurred.

Many people who were just moments before losing interest were completely stunned, unable to believe that this was really the result of two people exchanging a punch.

Are those two people inside monsters?

At the same time, Maki and the others were also dumbfounded, as this was the first time they had ever seen such a situation. How could Echigo actually withstand Gojo Satoru's "Azure" fist?

You must be joking.

On the field.

Gojo Satoru, the person directly involved, also had his pupils suddenly contract, unable to believe the result before him.

But the pain from his fist reminded him that he hadn't misread it; his opponent had indeed taken his punch head-on, leaving him helpless.

The analysis by "Six Eyes" told him that the opponent was "too tough," and his Cangquan fist couldn't absorb it.

The guy opposite me is like an unshakeable mountain of steel.

Seemingly noticing the teacher's confusion, Yue Ren spoke up.

"Battle Qi, a power that combines mental and physical strength, can greatly enhance attack, defense, speed, and so on. It is one of my achievements in that world."

As he spoke, Yueren pushed hard, and the force from his fist sent Gojo Satoru flying back to his original position.

"I see, that's quite a surprise! Is there anything else?"

He was already mostly convinced that Yue Ren had gone to another world, because while other things could be faked, power could never be faked. He could clearly tell that the power that had just come from his fist was definitely not curse power.

As he spoke, he used the momentum to turn around, his left leg already sweeping out. The attack was executed smoothly and seamlessly, with almost no gaps between his movements.

This kick swept across the Yue man's lower body, with even greater force than the previous punch. The cursed power attached to the leg created a sharp, piercing sound in the air, like a blade scraping against glass.

The Yue man lifted his foot.

He took a step forward, landing precisely on the point where Gojo Satoru's sweeping leg was generating force.

The timing was so precise it was outrageous. A second earlier and he would have been hit, a second later and he would have missed. But it was precisely at the exact moment before Gojo Satoru's leg strength had fully erupted that he stomped down.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment.

In that instant, the Yue people launched their counterattack.

It wasn't a fist or a leg, but a palm strike aimed at Gojo Satoru's chest.

This palm strike looked light and airy, without even making a sound, but Gojo Satoru's six eyes detected something amiss and he had to retreat, otherwise he wouldn't be able to dodge it!

After realizing the five points, they withdrew.

This was the first time he had taken the initiative to retreat in this battle.

The palm strike missed its mark, but the force of the strike still hit the ground from a distance, leaving a silent palm print on the road surface. The edges were as smooth as if they had been laser-cut, and the print was a full centimeter deep.

Keep in mind that this is a training ground, and the materials used for the ground have been specially selected. Not to mention that the Yue people have reinforced it with a barrier.

The sidelines were deathly silent.

The newly enrolled students were speechless, and even Maki frowned.

She pushed up her glasses, staring intently at the palm print—it wasn't just the sheer power of the attack; it hadn't even been that fast, yet Gojo Satoru hadn't dodged it? Why...?

"What is that?"

Gojo Satoru stood opposite him, staring at the palm print on the ground, his flippant expression finally softening.

"A little gadget from another world." Yue Ren withdrew his hand and pointed to his eyes that had changed color.

"They call this the Demon Eye."

"Magic Eye?"

"Similar to your 'Six Eyes,' these are eyes with special effects. What I just used was the 'Precognitive Eye,' which can predict the opponent's next move. If you were my opponent, I could only see it for a second at most. Teacher, you've gotten stronger again."

Gojo Satoru was silent for two seconds, then smiled.

"You really dare to say that."

He flicked his wrist, and magical power began to gather around his body. The air began to distort, and light visibly deflected as it passed by him—a sign that the limitless spell had been activated to a certain degree.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

"The spell sequence is reversed—'Azure'."