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As for the sorcerer named Ryuji,

Ryomen Sukuna didn't take him too seriously; in fact, he didn't care about him at all. He didn't see Ryuji as a particularly powerful figure.

But!

"Well then, let's see just how strong this so-called modern powerhouse really is!"

Sukuna had some knowledge of the Six Eyes and the Limitless techniques from the Gojo family.

Though in previous conversations, Sukuna had shown disdain toward Satoru, the strongest sorcerer of the present era, treating him like a mere pest, that was only on the surface.

If he were truly a reckless brute, Sukuna wouldn't have been able to get himself resurrected after a thousand years, occupying a new body.

In the end, they were both seasoned foxes who'd lived through the ages, each trying to outwit the other. And Sukuna knew well that if he were to be fully resurrected, he would inevitably face Satoru.

Better to get a sense of his power now than be caught off guard later.

"Heh!"

Thinking this, Sukuna smirked with a mixture of confidence and contempt. After all, in his mind, he alone would be the one left standing at the end.

"It's starting! It's starting!"

In the clubroom, as soon as the live stream was turned on, the screen was projected onto a large display. Mai's projector was high-quality, so the picture was crisp and clear. At the same time, a lot of people were tuning into this broadcast, including several wealthy backers.

"Hey! Hello, everyone!"

At the beginning of the broadcast, Gojo faced the camera directly, flashing his trademark cynical smile. That was so very "Gojo."

The chat immediately exploded with comments, most of them from young viewers who were hyped up and curious about sorcerers. Gojo, however, paid no mind to these messages, casually waving at the camera.

"I've already explained the different levels of cursed spirits and sorcerers in previous messages, so I won't waste time going over them again!"

He had no intention of covering unnecessary details.

"Now, I'll personally demonstrate how to handle a special-grade cursed spirit!"

Saying that, Gojo handed his phone over to Ijichi, who was there to handle the filming. It wasn't like Satoru could hold his phone and exorcise a Gojo spirit at the same time, though he probably could if he really wanted to.

"No problem, leave it to me, Mr. Gojo!"

Ijichi nodded solemnly, ready to carry out his task. Today, his job was to capture everything on camera. Not everyone could take on missions from Jujutsu High with the same carefree attitude as Gojo.

"Let's go!"

With his hands stuffed in his pockets, Gojo casually walked into the dense forest ahead.

The comments were still relaxed. It was clear most viewers hadn't yet grasped the gravity of what they were about to witness.

"Are all sorcerers this good-looking?"

"He seems so chill! Maybe cursed spirits aren't a big deal."

"Yeah, nothing to be afraid of!"

"How strong could a skinny guy like that really be?"

"So this is the so-called strongest sorcerer? Doesn't look all that impressive!"

People had all kinds of opinions, and naturally, some trolls were throwing shade at Gojo.

If he noticed these remarks, he didn't show it. Hands still in his pockets, he strolled onward, looking completely unbothered by the idea of facing a special-grade cursed spirit.

"So this is the strongest sorcerer?"

Back in the clubroom, Yumiko and the others were all curious about Gojo. After all, they didn't know much about him before this.

"Is he blind?"

Because of his cloth-covered eyes, it was easy to mistake him for a blind man.

"Even if he is, he walks like a regular person!"

"Looks cocky, doesn't he?"

Gojo's swagger, with his head tilted slightly upward as he walked, wasn't something just anyone could pull off. From a distance, he looked more like a yakuza than a sorcerer. It was hard to believe this was the strongest of them all.

"Haha!"

Ryuji chuckled at their curiosity.

"He's not blind. He just has the Six Eyes."

"Six Eyes?"

Other than Nanako and Mimiko, the rest of the group, including Yukino, didn't even know what sorcerers were, let alone what the Six Eyes meant.

"Yup!"

Ryuji confirmed, filling in the gaps while they still had time to chat before the fight started.

"The Six Eyes of the Gojo family! They give a 360-degree field of vision without any blind spots, and everything he sees is instantly analyzed by his brain. That's why he covers his eyes."

The analysis from the Six Eyes is automatic and continuous; he can't turn it off. Whatever the Six Eyes see, the information is immediately processed in his mind.

For instance, if he saw a new sorcerer he'd never encountered before, he could instantly understand their abilities and fighting style.

"And the Six Eyes also allow precise control over cursed energy, which is necessary for his family's Limitless technique. Without the Six Eyes, Limitless would be just an empty skill."

After hearing Ryuji's explanation, the girls finally understood. They were sorcerers themselves now, so they knew that appearance had nothing to do with a sorcerer's strength. Physical build wasn't a factor in power, this wasn't some street brawl where brute strength mattered.

"Oh, by the way, Ryuji, could you copy the Six Eyes technique?"

Mimiko suddenly thought of this and looked over at him. She'd heard about his abilities from Suguru before, and after spending so much time with Ryuji, she knew his skills were somehow related to imitation and copying.

"Who knows?"

Ryuji just smiled in response, offering no clear answer. But sometimes, that kind of answer says a lot without spelling anything out.

"Is that so?"

Understanding Ryuji's meaning, the girls exchanged knowing smiles.

"Of course, Ryuji is the real strongest sorcerer!"

They knew Gojo had to be powerful, but to them, Ryuji was still on a different level.

"We're here!"

In the live stream, Gojo had ventured deeper into the forest. Soon, a large, muscular man appeared on screen.

"Is that the special-grade cursed spirit?"

"Doesn't look much different from a regular person!"

"Yeah, just a bit bigger."

The viewers were confused. Aside from his size, the cursed spirit looked almost human.

Gojo casually explained, "Cursed spirits have evolved. It's not unusual for them to look human."

In the past, cursed spirits would attack without strategy. But as they merged with urban legends, newer cursed spirits started emerging, even those with intelligence at lower levels.

"Hey!"

The cursed spirit, noticing Satoru's approach, didn't immediately attack. Instead, he grinned and waved at Gojo.

"Want to join me in some muscle training?"

With that, he struck a few bodybuilding poses, showing off his impressive physique.

"You want muscles like mine?"

"Nope!"

Gojo responded with a wave, his voice as irritatingly nonchalant as ever.

"Those muscles are kinda gross, honestly!"

"???"

The muscular cursed spirit was taken aback, as if he couldn't believe what he'd just heard.

"Did you just say… disgusting?"

"Yup!"

Gojo spread his hands, speaking in a tone that could only be called infuriatingly casual.

"Don't you think so? If I had muscles like that, I'd probably puke!"

He made a dramatic retching gesture in front of the cursed spirit, which was clearly a provocation.

The air went still, heavy with tension.

"Disgusting, huh?"

"How dare he say muscles are disgusting!"

"Who is this idiot sorcerer?"

Several muscle enthusiasts in the comments flamed Gojo, but he would've ignored them even if he could see them.

The muscular cursed spirit's face twisted in anger.

"Did you just call my muscles disgusting? Unforgivable! Absolutely unforgivable!"

His skin turned red as he shouted, swelling up like an inflating balloon. His body started to expand, and the muscular man transformed into a towering ten-meter-tall creature, a monstrous being covered in bulging muscles.

The live stream chat fell silent, the viewers too shocked to type. They watched in disbelief as the seemingly ordinary man turned into a hulking beast.

"Huh! Showing your true colors, I see," Gojo muttered, unfazed by the transformation. He seemed more amused than surprised, watching the cursed spirit's metamorphosis with interest.

The cursed spirit, now fully transformed, bellowed, "I am a special-grade cursed spirit born from humanity's fear of muscles!"

Strange, unique cursed spirits were becoming more common, like the cursed spirit "Transformer," created from people's fear of cars.

"Any human who dares to insult muscles… will DIE!"

With that roar, he disappeared in a flash. Despite his massive size, the muscle cursed spirit was surprisingly fast, and within a heartbeat, he was right in front of Gojo, throwing a powerful punch.

BOOM!

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