"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  It sounded like thunder crashing down.

  The earth cracked and splihe force of the muscle curse spirit's attack reverberated outward, shaking the ground for hundreds of meters around. Trees were uprooted, splintering and scattering like matchsticks. Ijichi, who was rec the live broadcast with his phone, quickly retreated to a safe distance. He wasn't a fighter, but after years of w as the go-between for Jujutsu High, he knew better than to stay too close when daruck.

  Despite the chaos, the live stream remained ued, the viewers still glued to the unfolding se.

  "What the hell?!"

  "Is the sorcerer dead?"

  "Is this really a special-grade curse spirit? That 't be real!"

  "Damn!"

  At first, many viewers thought that even the so-called "special-grade" cursed spirits or sorcerers couldn't be that powerful, that it was all within the realm of human uanding. But now they realized h they were. Just one punch from this creature had caused an explosion that looked like a missile strike. And this was just the beginning.

  On s, Gojo's figure had vanished iermath of the attack. Had he been killed? Of course not.

  Suddenly, he reappeared in the camera's view, still with that same mog smile.

  "Now you all should have a pretty good idea of what kind of poecial-grade curse spirit have!" he announced with a smirk.

  Thanks to Gojo's Limitless Teique, the destructive power of the curse spirit's punch couldn't even scratch him. There was no need for him to dodge at all; he had only done so to give the people watg a sense of the curse spirit's power.

  "Holy crap! I'm an idiot!"

  "Someoell me how I bee a sorcerer!"

  "Look out, he's ing back!"

  "Be careful!"

  The viewers suddenly noticed the muscle curse spirit's hulking form in the dust cloud behind Gojo. It leaped forward, barreling toward him with terrifying speed.

  But Gojo remained nont, gng back at the live broadcast, as if he hadn't even noticed the monster closing in on him.

  "Humans who look down on muscles… go to hell!"

  For the muscle curse spirit, there was nothing more insulting than someone uimating his muscles. With a roar, he threw a massive punch aimed directly at Gojo's head.

  Gojo didn't turn around. He didn't even flinch.

  Many watg thought he was about to die. But at the st moment, they saw the punch slow down and then… stop—just inches from his head, as if hitting an invisible barrier.

  "What… what is this?" someotered in awe.

  Gojo turo the camera and expined casually, "This is my ability, the Limitless Teique."

  He lifted the cloth c his eyes, revealing his Six Eyes beh. "In simple terms, it's the power of stopping. Anything that approaches me slows down until it stops. Essentially, as long as I'm careful, nothing touch me."

  The chat went silent. Despite Gojo's rexed tone, everyog could tell how terrifying this ability was.

  "You're amazing, Mr. Gojo!" someone in the Jujutsu High faculty room ented with a chuckle. The hed, familiar with Gojo's pyful arrogahey knew he utting on a bit of a show for the viewers.

  Meanwhile, ba the service clubroom, Ryuji suddenly stood up, catg the attention of the girls around him.

  "Ryuji, what's up?"

  He g them, a slight grin on his face. "That muscle curse spirit… it's pretty powerful. It'd be a waste if it just got killed like this."

  Ryuji had only been watg for fun at first. But seeing the muscle curse spirit's strength, he realized it was too rare a feast to pass up. His soul-dev ability worked best on special-grade curses, and first-grade spirits just didn't have the same effect. Special-grade curses were rare, and it'd be a shame to waste this one.

  "Ohhh, got it!" The girls nodded in uanding; they knew Ryuji had the power to e souls, so they immediately uood his i.

  "You all stay here and keep watg the live stream," Ryuji instructed as he headed out of the room. With the live broadcast ongoing, it wouldn't be hard for him to track down Gojo's location.

  The girls didn't protest. They khey were still beginners and would only hold Ryuji back if they followed. There was no reason to worry anyway; they had plete faith in Ryuji's strength.

  Meanwhile, in the live stream:

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  The ground cracked uhe muscle curse spirit's feet as he put all his strength into his punch, trying to break through Gojo's barrier. But despite his power, his fist made nress.

  "How is this possible? My muscle strength… is it really so weak?" he growled, unwilling to accept that he couldn't nd a single blow.

  "e on, e on! Just a little more!" Gojo teased, grinning like he was enjoying a game. He cpped his hands mogly, as if cheering the curse spirit on.

  The viewers were stunned into silehey could hardly believe what they were seeing.

  "Damn it!" The curse spirit's face torted in anger. Every taunt from Gojo felt like a sp in the face.

  After a moment, Gojo's grin faded slightly. "Alright, this is getting a bit dull."

  With a bored sigh, he raised one hand and poi at the curse spirit in front of him. "Cursed Teique Reversal: Blue."

  A sphere of blue cursed energy materialized in Gojo's hand, then bsted forward, creating an intense gravitational pull that sent the curse spirit flying backward, skidding across the ground and leaving a deep tren its wake.

  "Is that all you've got?" Gojo muttered, sounding almost disappointed. "I was hoping for a bit more of a challeo show the audience what it's like when a sorcerer exorcises a curse spirit."

  The curse spirit rose shakily from the rubble, gring at Gojo with fury. "How dare you look down on me like this!"

  The creature was intelligent enough to realize that Gojo could have killed him at any moment but had chosen not to. This realization only enraged him further.

  "'t help it," Gojo replied with a shrug, pointing to the sky in a grandiose gesture. "You're just too weak!"

  The muscle curse spirit fell silent, the insult settling heavily on him. In that silehe viewers felt the sheer weight of Gojo's power. Wealthy families watg in private rooms grasped the full implications of what they were seeing. Money and influence meant nothing in the face of such power. When it came down to it, even the richest person only had one life.

  "Weak…?" The curse spirit murmured, momentarily lost in doubt. Then—

  "SHAA!"

  He lunged forward with renewed rage, throwing a relentless series of punches. "I'm a special-grade cursed spirit! You have nht to mock me! Die! Die! Die!"

  His fists moved so fast they left afterimages, each blow powerful enough to crack the grouh them. But Gojo simply stood there, hands in his pockets, watg with a calm, detached expression. None of the attacks broke through the Limitless Teique.

  "Damn it! Fihen—if that's how it is, I'll use my Domain!"

  The curse spirit, realizing he couldn't nd a hit, decided it was time to pull out his ultimate move.

  "ht, Domain Expansion!" Gojo said suddenly, as if the idea had only just occurred to him. His nonce caused the curse spirit to pause for a split sed, thrown off by Gojo's attitude.

  Ign the curse spirit, Gojo looked directly at the live broadcast. "For those of you watg, a domain is the ultimate form of a sorcerer's teique. It's basically our stro move, and only a handful of sorcerers create one. In most cases, the domain's effect is guaranteed, meaning the only way to ter a domain… is with another domain."

  As he finished expining, he turned back to the curse spirit with a smirk. "Alright, let's tinue."

  "You…" The curse spirit ground his teeth, furious at being treated so dismissively.

  Gojo ughed lightly. "If you're not going to make a move, I will!"

  He raised his hand, but before the curse spirit could act, Gojo spoke in a calm, anding tone.

  "Domain Expansion – Infinite Void."

  With those words, an overwhelmiion filled the air, and the muscle curse spirit was instantly pulled into Gojo's domain. The Infinite Void bombarded his mind with endless, useless information, rendering him pletely immobilized. The curse spirit's brain struggled uhe overload, uo process anything.

  Just as he was beginning tain awareness—

  "Cursed Teique Reversal: Red!"

  A red sphere of cursed energy shojo's fingers, smming into the curse spirit and sending him flying. Though it didn't kill him ht, it left him severely wounded and barely able to move.

  Gojo chuckled. "Alright, I think that's enough for today. This is just about as far as we o go."

  The live broadcast was meant to show humanity that sorcerers could handle cursed spirits, that they were safe. But it also served to remind people just how terrifying sorcerers could be. This demonstration would hopefully keep anyone from foolishly trying to mess with them.

  With a slight smile, Gojo With a slight smile, Gojo began moving his hands in a precise formation.

  "Cursed Teique Reversal: Blue!"

  "Cursed Teique Reversal: Red!"

  As Gojo's voice resonated, a sphere of blue and red cursed energy formed behind him, swirling with immense power. The two forces slowly began merging, creating a ball of trated energy that pulsed with an ominous glow.

  He raised his hands, aiming the fused power directly at the muscle curse spirit, who was now a hundred meters away, beaten and struggling to stay upright.

  "Hollow Purple!"

  The bined energy shot forward with overwhelming force, a spiraling wave of destru that tore through everything in its path. The sheer iy of the attack left the entire audience, both in the live stream and in person, pletely silent. The bst of energy disied everything in its way, carving a massive tren the ground, and obliterating the muscle curse spirit pletely.

  For a long moment, there was nothing but silence as everyone absorbed what they'd just witnessed.

  And then, as if it was the simplest thing in the world, Gojo turo the camera with a small, satisfied grin.

  Just then.

  "Dissipate."

  ***

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