Everything within sight was ruins, rubble everywhere, and the ground was covered in pitch-black scorched earth, giving it a post-apocalyptic wasteland look.
Originally, it was just a spar, but somehow Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru ended up fighting seriously.
Well, actually, it was Kenmyo Isayama's fault; his previous unconscious verbal hint, "He wants to see rivers of blood," was irresistible. Just like when Kenmyo Isayama speaks, Suguru Geto can only obediently hand over his wallet, and Gojo Satoru couldn't resist either, so both got serious.
Suguru Geto was panting heavily, surrounded by the remnants of dead Cursed Spirits.
Gojo Satoru wasn't doing much better; nosebleeds he couldn't stop seeped through the gaps between his fingers as he clutched his nose, and his steps were unsteady.
This showed just how insane Suguru Geto was; how many Cursed Spirits did he use to push Gojo Satoru to the point where he couldn't even maintain his Limitless Cursed Technique?
But Kenmyo Isayama, who was watching from the sidelines, completely struck gold; he absorbed the points from seventeen Grade 1 Cursed Spirit and dozens of various Grade 2 Cursed Spirit from Suguru Geto, gaining a total income of about 340,000 points.
Gojo Satoru's exhaustion also showed that his mastery of the Limitless Cursed Technique was not yet complete.
The perfect Limitless Cursed Technique is a fully automatic Cursed Technique that can automatically identify all incoming objects and activate when conditions are met.
However, Gojo Satoru has not yet developed it to that stage; he still has to rely on the Six Eyes to gather information, which his brain then processes to make judgments.
The superhuman insight provided by the Six Eyes allows Gojo Satoru to perform 360-degree, dead-angle-free, long-distance observation, as well as track and predict Cursed Energy. This massive amount of data changes instantly and must be processed by the brain constantly.
It can be said that in every round of fighting with Suguru Geto, Gojo Satoru must act like a supercomputer, making zero mistakes.
What restricts Gojo Satoru from fighting for long periods is not the consumption of the Limitless Cursed Technique, but his own brain.
When running the Limitless Cursed Technique, Gojo Satoru's brain is at risk of burnout; this is not an exaggeration.
Therefore, to avoid receiving too much information, Gojo Satoru usually wears those specially custom-made sunglasses, which are also a Cursed Tool used to filter out useless information.
"Let's decide the winner with the next move, Geto."
Gojo Satoru felt extremely mentally exhausted. He wiped away the two lines of blood above his lip, managing a faint smile.
"Mhm, I think so too."
Suguru Geto wiped the dust off his face and raised his hand to the sky, where a massive black vortex was forming.
Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, and a streak of strange, demonic crimson gathered in the center of his palm, dazzling brightly against the scorched earth of the apocalypse.
If "Blue" is "Absolute Attraction," whose effect is to create a powerful pulling force, turning the distance between multiple objects into "negative infinity."
Then "Red," which Gojo Satoru was about to use, is "Absolute Repulsion." It is the Reversal Force of the Limitless Cursed Technique, converting the "negative infinity" of attraction into the "positive infinity" of repulsion.
However, this is a move Gojo Satoru has not yet managed to fully develop, and he wasn't sure if he could even execute it.
Similarly, Suguru Geto's technique was also incomplete. A strike full of mutual uncertainty would decide the outcome.
"Alright, alright, that's enough for you two."
Kenmyo Isayama's voice immediately drew the attention of both Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru—or, more accurately, he wanted them to notice the phone Suguru Geto had previously entrusted to him for safekeeping.
The phone screen showed an ongoing call, and the contact list displayed "Yaga-sensei."
Good heavens, this instantly doused the fighting spirit of Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru, chilling them to the core, and they muttered "bad luck" under their breath.
Kenmyo Isayama didn't forget to turn on the speakerphone so these two problem children could listen to the lecture.
"Gojo, Geto, you two have gotten really bold!"
The roar coming from the phone made even Kenmyo Isayama feel afraid.
"I've received complaints from the Student Affairs Office and the Academic Affairs Office. What are you trying to do? Are you looking for a beating?"
"If you told me earlier, I would have helped loosen those bones for you!"
"Now, immediately, come back here!"
"Understood!"
Kenmyo looked at the scarred Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru, feeling a bit helpless seeing both of them standing rigidly at attention.
His two new friends were, well, essentially super problem children.
Right after he finished speaking, the line went dead with a dial tone, not giving Suguru Geto or Gojo Satoru time to argue.
"Ah, we got scolded."
Suguru Geto spread his hands, looking quite helpless.
"Yeah, we went too far."
Gojo Satoru roughly wiped his nose with his forearm, clearing away all the blood, making a snorting sound.
Then, the two who had just been trying to kill each other looked at their own pathetic states, burst out laughing, and Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru began mocking one another.
"Hahahaha, what kind of look is that on your face?"
"Damn it, that's all thanks to you, Geto, you bastard, releasing so many Cursed Spirits."
Speaking of which, Gojo Satoru was furious, wishing he could kick Suguru Geto in the butt.
"Were you trying to exhaust me to death?"
"If you don't hurry back, watch out—your teacher might get even angrier."
Kenmyo Isayama reminded them.
After all, both of them were Kenmyo Isayama's biggest benefactors.
Kenmyo Isayama coveted Suguru Geto's collection of Cursed Spirits, but he couldn't kill them as cleanly and effortlessly as Gojo Satoru.
Only when these two fought could Kenmyo Isayama rake in the profits, so they both needed to be fine.
Unfortunately, Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru still looked like dead pigs unafraid of boiling water, clearly having gotten used to this situation.
"Yaga-sensei is already angry anyway; that fact won't change whether we arrive early or late."
Suguru Geto blew a strand of hair off his forehead and said slowly.
"Geto, give me a hand."
"Yeah, honestly, I don't even want to go back to Jujutsu High to listen to that bastard teacher lecture us."
Gojo Satoru draped his arm over Suguru Geto's shoulder, ignoring Suguru Geto's complaint, "Satoru, I'm tired too."
"Geto, why don't we skip school and go eat yakiniku? Kenmyo, what do you say?"
Gojo Satoru's thoughts were quite erratic, having already jumped to eating.
"Yakiniku sounds pretty good!"
Fortunately, Suguru Geto was still clear-headed and managed to pull the punk's thoughts back in time.
"Satoru, if you do that and get chased by an enraged teacher, I won't help you."
"Besides, Kenmyo still has questions he needs to ask Yaga-sensei, so he doesn't have time to eat yakiniku with us."
"Aw, why is that?"
Gojo Satoru instantly slumped as if he had lost all strength, unable to move.
His tone was drawn out.
"Then there's no helping it. Let's go back, let's go back."