Chapter 286: A Passing Sorcerer Supreme
You're the challenger!
Gojo Satoru vs. Ryomen Sukuna. In this great elbow-jutsu battle, who would be the last one smiling?
Man—!
Gojo Satoru landed a crackling Black Flash elbow strike on Sukuna's chest, sending him flying and crashing straight through several tall buildings.
[Shizu-cute]: "Are you sure this is Jujutsu? Why does it feel like Elbow-jutsu?"
[Monkey D. Kizaru]: "Kowai ne~. That crackling lightning... it looks a bit like the special effect for Conqueror's Haki coating. Gojo Satoru, are you using Haki?"
[The One Who Will Win]: "It's not Haki. I don't know that stuff. But the power of Black Flash is super strong!"
[A Mere Mortal]: "Young people are just too impetuous. To divide one's attention during a battle... it's easy to suffer a loss."
[The One Who Will Win]: "Daijoubu. I've studied Sukuna's moves for a long time. Nah, I'd win."
Gojo Satoru was enjoying the battle with Sukuna. In his world, only Sukuna could make him get serious.
[Star Forger]: "I would have believed you, Gojo, but the moment you shouted that, the flag was already raised."
[Galactic Baseballer]: "Yep. Sensei Gojo, you'd better not become 2.5-jo this time."
[The Destroyer]: "Crash-landing, confirmed. Gojo is already getting cocky."
[The One Who Will Win]: "If Sukuna can take out a loan, why can't I?"
Learn the advanced techniques of the barbarians to control the barbarians. He was now Post-Incident Gojo Satoru. He was lacking nothing!
"Still have time to be distracted?"
A cold sneer appeared on Sukuna's face. To be distracted while fighting me... this guy really doesn't take me seriously.
Taste my Ultra Guillotine! No, wait, my Space-Cleaving Slash!
SPLAT!
Blood splattered. The Space-Cleaving Slash had indeed cut Gojo Satoru's body, but the cold sneer on Ryomen Sukuna's face froze solid, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What a joke!"
It wasn't the bisection he had imagined. He had indeed cut Gojo Satoru. A pair of feet, severed at the ankles, remained on the ground, while Gojo Satoru himself was flying in the air.
"My, my. That's a sharp one. It really did break through my Infinity," Gojo Satoru said, a look of lingering fear on his face. Blood was dripping from the cross-sections of his ankles. If he hadn't known about this move, he would have become 2.5-jo.
An injury like losing an arm or a leg... as long as a sorcerer's core wasn't damaged, it was the same as not being injured at all. He instantly recovered.
"Sukuna, you owe me a pair of shoes."
Gojo Satoru, smiling, stuck out his "jade feet" and wiggled them in front of Sukuna.
"You brat! You're courting death!"
Sukuna was furious. What was the difference between this and an up-close taunt? Who wants to see your feet?!
"Domain Expansion—Malevolent Shrine!"
"A Domain? Who can't do that?"
"Domain Expansion—Unlimited Void!"
Gojo Satoru pursed his lips. Domain vs. Domain. Let's continue.
[Gudako]: "So, what 'point-jo' is this?"
[Dian Mei Ruan]: "The height of the feet is about one-seventh of the total body height."
[Shadowkhan Queen]: "I know this one! 5/7-jo, right?"
[Stank]: "Haha, you might as well just call him 'Gojo in Seven Equal Parts'."
[Star Forger]: "Jade's is fine, but yours, Tony... ahem..."
[Lady Justice]: "You are all truly geniuses."
[The One Who Will Win]: "You bastards! Stop talking about this!"
[The One Who Will Win]: "Is there a way to get that old coot, Ryomen Sukuna, out of my cute student's body?"
Megumi Fushiguro was his cutest student. He couldn't be killed.
[Stank]: "Yes, yes, bro, I got this. I can slap Ryomen Sukuna's soul right out of his body."
He had been slapped by the Ancient One before. He just hadn't found the right person to try it on. Ryomen Sukuna, who was occupying someone else's body, was a perfect fit.
[The One Who Will Win]: "Are you reliable?"
[Stank]: "Are you questioning a great Sorcerer Supreme and scientist?"
[The One Who Will Win]: "Fine. I'll be counting on you then."
Tony arrived in Gojo Satoru's world, wearing a handsome suit of armor, with elements of both technology and magic coexisting on it.
"Who are you?"
Ryomen Sukuna looked at the man in the iron armor. An inexplicable sense of pressure... it made this old-timer feel very uneasy.
"I'm just a passing Sorcerer Supreme! Remember that!"
Tony thought of a certain someone's line and used it directly. Anyway, Gudako had used his line back then. It had to be said, this line had a nice feel to it. It had that... prestige.
[The Destroyer]: "?"
[The Destroyer]: "Hey! I'm going to sue you for copyright infringement!"
Damn it! You're even using my classic line! Did you get my permission?
[Stank]: "Hahaha, sue me. My legal team is professional."
"Tony, do you need that armor to cast your spells?"
"That's so flashy."
Gojo Satoru looked at the cool-looking Tony and couldn't help but say sourly. His spotlight had been stolen.
"Of course not. But being cool is a lifelong pursuit, even for a mature, middle-aged man like me," Tony said, crossing his arms. Being cool is a must.
[Crash-Test Pilot]: "Can't deny it. That armor of Tony's is pretty cool."
It's a pity. Tiga's aesthetic is good enough. If he put on armor, it would just look out of place.
[Stank]: "Good taste. I spent a lot of time creating this. It combines both science and magic, and it's my latest suit."
[Star Forger]: "Be careful. Sukuna is preparing to launch a Mamba Elbow Strike at you."
Tony looked at the charging Sukuna and stood his ground, unmoving.
POW!
Just as Sukuna entered his attack range, Tony moved. A light palm strike landed on Sukuna's chest. A little pat on your chest.
In the next second, two ethereal souls were knocked out of the body and hovered in the air.
THUD!
The soulless body fell directly to the ground.
Job done. It's that easy. Just one slap.
[A Mere Mortal]: "That slap... had the style of this old man back in the day."
The Celestial Master, Zhang Zhiwei, thought of the time he had slapped Lu Jin and Wu Gensheng.
[Stank]: "Low-key. Compared to you, Celestial Master, my slap-fu is too weak."
[Star Forger]: "Tony, can you slap the Celestial Master's soul out?"
[Stank]: "How would I know? The Celestial Master is no ordinary person."
[A Mere Mortal]: "Want to try?"
[Stank]: "I'll pass. We're all friends. There's no need to fight."
[Naughty Xi]: "So, what's the principle behind this?"
Hexi cried out in disbelief. The soul can be slapped out that easily? Is there no prep work?
[Stank]: "What principle? Just use magic, and then slap."
The affairs of magic are not governed by the laws of physics.