"I've got it—let's do it like this~"
"You'll come at me one by one and attack. Show me everything you've got."
"And remember—full power!"
On the training field,Gojo Satoru rolled up his sleeves and spoke to the five students standing before him.
His lazy tone—
For some reason—
Was incredibly irritating.
Maki Zenin stepped forward first.
"I'll go."
Her eyes sharpened.
Gojo stood there casually, hands in his pockets.
Maki cleared her mind—
Then launched forward.
In the blink of an eye—
She was in front of him.
But suddenly—
She shifted her angle mid-step—
Her staff tearing through the air with explosive force as it struck toward Gojo's upper body.
A barrage of strikes—
Seamless—
Relentless—
And then—
Stopped.
Caught.
Firmly—
In a long, slender hand.
Gojo's relaxed voice echoed again:
"Maki… did you already use up all your strength earlier?"
"And didn't I say—full power?"
He smiled faintly.
"This training isn't just for the exchange event."
"I want you to learn something you can use in real missions."
His sunglasses dipped slightly—
Revealing his eyes.
Those eyes—
Like sky and sea—
Now held something sharper.
"So…"
"Treat me like a real enemy."
"Give me everything you've got."
He laughed.
"Don't worry about your teacher."
"After all…"
"I'm invincible."
"We are invincible."
For just a moment—
Gojo's thoughts flickered.
And in that instant—
A blur flashed past.
Maki seized the opening—
Launching a sweeping strike.
Gojo barely leaned back in time—
The staff grazing past him.
Then—
One hand hit the ground—
A counter sweep forced Maki back.
He sprang up—
Fist and palm striking in combination—
Driving her into defense.
Maki felt suffocated.
It didn't feel like she was fighting one person—
But several at once.
Still—
As the fight heated—
She stopped thinking.
Every move—
Now instinct.
Her staff—
A whirlwind.
And yet—
It didn't matter.
Every time she nearly hit—
Gojo would shift—
Just slightly.
Like blinking—
Only the start and end positions visible.
The process itself—
Invisible.
Even if he stood still—
She still wouldn't touch him.
Meanwhile—
Gojo dismantled every attack—
Pointing out her openings—
Casually giving advice mid-fight.
His counters looked effortless—
But they hurt.
Badly.
This—
Was his version of love.
But Maki—
Was used to pain.
If anything—
It fueled her.
They exchanged dozens of blows—
Before—
Tap.
Gojo placed a palm on her forehead—
Knocking her down.
"Eliminated. Next."
From the side—
Tokiya Shingen sighed.
"He's even using his technique… how are we supposed to fight that?"
Panda cracked his knuckles.
"That just makes it more fun!"
"I'm up!"
Moments later—
He came flying back—
Upside down.
Gojo stretched like he was warming up.
As a mutated cursed corpse—
Panda had three cores:
Balance (normal form)
Power (Gorilla mode)
Speed (his shy "sister" form)
In Gorilla mode—
He even had a special move:
Drumming Beat
High penetration—
Hard to defend.
And yet—
Useless.
He was beaten back to normal—
Bruised and flattened.
"Alright~ next student!"
Gojo smiled brightly—
Looking directly at Shingen.
No escape.
Shingen picked up a wooden sword.
"Gojo-sensei… this is pointless, right?"
"I can't break Infinity. This is just me getting beaten up."
Gojo waved a hand.
"Come on, Shingen."
"Let me see your real strength."
BOOM!
The air exploded.
Everyone's vision blurred—
Shingen appeared—
Right in front of Gojo—
And was immediately sent flying backward.
His wooden sword—
Shattered.
Midair—
He vanished—
Then reappeared further back.
Rubbing his wrist, he complained:
"That's cheating, sensei."
Gojo stroked his chin.
"You've mastered your technique to this level already?"
"That just now… was reversal, wasn't it?"
Shingen grinned.
"Let's make a deal."
"Pure taijutsu."
"I won't use acceleration."
"You don't use your technique to repel me."
Gojo smiled.
Then—
After Shingen's taunt—
"Come on, what's wrong? The invincible Gojo-sensei wouldn't refuse, right?"
Gojo laughed.
"You brat."
"Fine."
Shingen's expression sharpened.
Focus.
He advanced.
Fast—
Even without his technique.
The others watched closely:
Maki
Panda
Yuta Okkotsu
Toge Inumaki
Maki's thoughts raced:
Is it speed?
But that level… is absurd.
She looked at Gojo—
Who had already defended against it once.
The two clashed—
Back and forth.
Shingen adapted constantly—
Anticipating Gojo's movements.
But—
Gojo was still holding back.
Shingen struggled—
Dodging—
Blocking—
Countering—
Every punch—
Precise.
Because he had a goal.
Black Flash.
If he could land one—
Even once—
He had a plan.
Gojo, meanwhile—
Kept him on the edge.
"Shingen… you seem confident."
"Why not use your trump card?"
"Or… will you get knocked out before that?"
Shingen almost lost rhythm.
He blocked—
Stepped back—
Charged—
Now!
"That feeling—!"
Black energy—
Flashed.
"Black Flash!"
Maki exclaimed.
Yuta asked:
"What's Black Flash?"
Maki explained—
Quickly.
Meanwhile—
Gojo—
Caught it.
Effortlessly.
Then—
Countered.
Shingen was sent flying.
"My dear student~"
"Being airborne is dangerous."
Gojo closed in instantly—
Faster than before—
Smiling.
Victory—
Seemed certain.
But—
Shingen smiled.
Direct reversal won't work.
Too many variables.
So the real plan is—
"Technique Reversal—"
"Wheel of Time: Reverse."
The world—
Changed.
Gojo vanished.
Instead—
Maki and the others—
Watching.
Shingen felt the surge of cursed energy.
He smiled—
And struck backward—
Where Gojo—
Now stood—
Wide open.
Black energy—
Flashed again.
A perfect setup.
Pseudo Double Black Flash.
But—
Gojo was smiling.
Shingen froze.
Caught again.
His attack—
Crushed.
Then—
BAM.
A punch to the stomach.
His thoughts:
…I'm dead.
He collapsed.
Barely able to speak:
"…How… did you know…?"
Gojo whistled.
"I know your technique."
"And you just showed reversal."
"And… my Six Eyes?"
He lowered his sunglasses.
Eyes gleaming.
"360-degree vision."
Shingen slammed the ground.
"That's cheating!"
"Wallhacks are illegal!!"