The person was chanting a curse, but their hands were wielding the black magic.

Although the King of Curses has entered the meltdown phase.

But their fighting spirit has not diminished in the slightest.

The battle memories etched into one's bones are a more reliable killing technique than any other spell.

The four arms are like four independent weapons, capable of launching attacks and defending simultaneously.

The body of the King of Curses is a sophisticated killing machine, its entire form designed for battle.

However, Gojo Satoru's weaknesses were instantly exposed after losing his lack of limits and his Cangquan style.

At that time, he relied too much on absolute defense with no limits.

His experience in close combat was far less than it would have been later, and his reaction speed and fighting instincts had not yet reached the level they would have later.

Not to mention Sukuna's advantage of having four hands.

As Gojo Satoru entered the circuit breaker phase, he was instantly targeted by Sukuna.

"Let's start by solving this problem with you!"

Sukuna instantly transformed into a blur, heading straight for Gojou Satoru!

Gojo Satoru's raised punch, not yet fully charged, was instantly blocked by Sukuna—

Hold me tight!

Grab the hand and strike!

Sukuna tightly locked Gojo Satoru's arms with both fists, the force so great that Gojo Satoru's bones creaked, rendering his arms completely immobile.

His free fists then struck his abdomen hard!

One punch, three punches, seven punches!

Like the repeated impacts of a pile driver, Gojo Satoru's abdomen caved in, causing a mixture of bitter gastric juices and blood to spill from his mouth.

"They're still alive?"

Sukuna looked at Gojo Satoru in surprise as he had withstood seven punches. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that a thick layer of pure white covering was placed over Gojo's abdomen.

Together with him, we endured the heavy blows of the Sunu storm.

"Another possession... but that's all!"

Su Nuo transformed his five fingers into a sword, directly unleashing the pinnacle of pure physical output.

Supermodel's hand chop!

Aiming at Gojo Satoru's heart, he prepared to pierce the pulsating organ directly during the circuit breaker, ending this most dangerous opponent.

"You are just an ordinary person who was not born in my time."

Farewell!

The whistling sound was already approaching the five chests—

The sound of metal striking metal echoed throughout!

Su Nuo felt a slight tingling sensation in his fingertips and clicked his tongue in amazement again.

"There's still someone here who hasn't been suspended yet!"

Fu Hei's voice boomed in Su Nuo's ears like a thunderclap.

The Tyrant's Possession coalesced once more, and Fu Hei appeared like a ghost beside Su Nuo.

The blade traced an arc in the air, narrowly deflecting the hand strike and producing a piercing metallic clang.

He abruptly stopped Sukuna's fatal blow, pulling Gojo Satoru back from the brink of death!

Tiger Rod and Melting Deer attacked from both sides, their heavy punches and flying kicks sealing off Sukuna's defensive gaps from both above and below.

But he was directly flung away by Su Nuo!

With a casual wave of its four arms, as if swatting away annoying flies, it sent the tiger staff and the deer flying like rag dolls.

The scepter slammed heavily to the ground, carving out a long furrow.

The fawn was embedded in the ruins, and it seems unlikely it will be able to get up anytime soon.

"Hey, are you guys underestimating me, you stinky idiots!"

"You can't use the Supermodel Technique anymore, and you still dare to be so arrogant!"

Mentioning the technique, Su Nuo gritted her teeth again.

Even with 40 fingers, Su Nuo's spell power is still astonishing. Even after multiple rounds of exhaustion, only the two fathers' possession can barely keep up.

However, the burning flames still rage in the shadow of the strongest pilot, Gojo.

Turn the Shadow Space into an inaccessible furnace.

They completely prevented Fukuro from infiltrating the Five Shadows again and using his "hack-and-run" tactics.

Now, only Fukuro is left who can barely buy time with the help of his two fathers.

The delay was until Gojo Satoru resumed the technique.

Fu Hei knew that in the current situation, only by fighting desperately could he struggle out of even a sliver of hope.

"Come on, Sukuna, I am your opponent!"

Despite having the advantage in weaponry, the Soul Release Blade still caused injury with a single touch. Fu Hei secretly thought to himself that he still had the strength to fight back.

As long as we handle things carefully and don't let Sukuna find any openings, we can hold out until Gojo Satoru recovers and get through this most difficult period.

Then the one who will take victory will be...

Fu Hei swung the Soul-Releasing Blade, drawing a sharp arc as he aimed at Su Nuo's vital points.

Waist!

"Watch me sever your core of magical power first!"

The Soul-Releasing Blade was aimed directly at Su Nuo's waist.

At such close range, there was absolutely no room for Sukuna to catch a blade barehanded.

Even if Su Nuo uses his hand to block, he can at least tear off his arm, creating a gap in his defense!

Just as Fukuro was having such fantasies...

The attack that clashed with the Soul-Releasing Blade was a slash; the invisible blade collided directly with the Soul-Releasing Blade.

Fu Hei stared in disbelief at everything before him, his hand throbbing with pain, exhausted from the impact of the blow.

"Did the circuit breaker fail during repair?"

Fuhei should have anticipated the reversal strength of the 40-finger reversal.

"Correct answer..."

The King of Curses slowly bared his fangs, his fingers aimed at Fu Hei, who was almost at the same distance.

A single zero-summoning attack is gathering in Sukuna's hand!

"Mr. Fushiguro!"

Seeing this scene before him, Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that he was using a clumsy reversal technique to repair his brain.

However, Gojo Satoru, who had just mastered the reversal technique, was not yet proficient. The flow of the technique was clumsy and slow, to the point that when he tried to repair the technique's meltdown.

It was already too late for Su Nuo to make a move.

At Zi's flying speed, it was no longer possible to save Mr. Fushiguro.

Seeing that Fushiguro was about to be cut in half, Gojo Satoru could only place all his hopes on the greatest help that Fushiguro-sensei had left him.

"Demon Void..."

"How much longer are you going to make me wait?"

"That's not what I want to see."

"You are no longer Fushiguro-sensei's shadow."

"It's more like my shadow now."

Instead of charging forward, Gojo Satoru directly raised his hand to create momentum.

Click—

As the Dharma Wheel turned once more, Gojo Satoru once again combined with Sora.

"Make me fall for you, Demon Lord!"

"Imaginary form—Zi!"

This time, Makuro's thick fingers also rested on Gojo Satoru's palm, together unleashing the imaginary mass.

That technique is no longer just a method used by Gojou.

It was a combined attack from the human and the shikigami!

Meanwhile, Sukuna, who had no information about Shinjuku, was still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

"Let me enjoy the expression on your face a little longer before you die!"

The King of Curses still kept all his attention on Fushiguro Megumi, a cruel smile on his lips and a look of impending triumph in his eyes.

And in the next instant.

Instead of Fu Hei's expression, Su Nuo was greeted by a severed arm covered in blood and flesh.

There was no trajectory, no warning, only the vibration of space.

Su Nuo's four arms vanished completely without leaving a trace.

Like an imaginary mass attack that crossed from another dimension, it directly severed all of Sukuna's arms in her attack.

"Little brat's 'zi'?"

Su Nuo stared blankly at the Wuqian Yaozi, which appeared out of thin air in front of him without any flight path and had its four arms cut off.

His brows furrowed slightly.