Abnormal Moon

Fushiguro noticed the change in his expression and looked at him.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

"It seems there are some uninvited guests. I'm quite surprised. It seems my reputation isn't as intimidating as Gojo Satoru's... It's alright, I'll go take care of it."

With that, Roy slipped away unnoticed and disappeared from the open space.

uninvited guest?

Fu Heihui's expression tightened.

Could there be some scoundrels approaching this area?

Could it be that they've set their sights on Itajō and his group?

Fushiguro Megumi immediately turned around and quickly chased after Itadori and Kugizaki in the direction they had left.

"Um... please wait a moment!"

At that moment, a voice that was so tense it almost distorted came from behind.

Fushiguro Megumi paused, and although she felt it was none of her business, she still looked behind her.

Behind me, the pink-haired girl who had been playing the guitar earlier walked over timidly, clutching two cheap tickets printed in some third-rate factory.

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"That was easy!"

In the alley, Yuujin Itadori looked at the rune-adorned short sword in his hand, a relaxed smile on his face.

Before him was a gecko-like cursed spirit with a hole punched in its abdomen. It was only at the level of a level three cursed spirit, and he easily and happily killed it after finding it.

Could it be that he's actually quite capable?

"The teacher said she was going to test our level, but I didn't show up at all!"

Yuji Itadori looked around but couldn't find the teacher who was supposed to test their level, and complained to himself.

I really can't figure out whether that teacher is reliable or not.

"Since we still have time, let's explore a bit more!"

I've heard there are a lot of cursed spirits around here lately.

Although they were all weak level three cursed spirits, which were nothing to these sorcerers, they would be a disaster for ordinary people if they encountered them.

"The more cursed spirits we eliminate, the less disaster we will face!"

With this in mind, Hisahito Itadori continued to wander through the alleyways.

Above his head, a black bird was following closely behind him, as if it were watching him.

That's Roy's familiar.

He was using this familiar to keep track of Yuujin Itadori and Nobara Kugizaki's situation, and at the same time, he was watching their battle scene clearly.

"That boy over there!"

Yuji Itadori suddenly stopped in his tracks.

At the corner of the alley ahead, an old man was kneeling on the ground, pounding his lower back in pain. Upon seeing Hisahito Itadori, he immediately looked at him with delight.

"Could you help me up? I just strained my back, and it hurts so much I can't stand up at all. If you're willing to help me to the hospital, I'll give your school a medal!"

The old man's face was full of anxiety.

Hidden out of Itadori Hisahito's sight, he secretly gripped a dagger in his pocket.

"Look at his stupid face, he'll definitely fall for it. I'll ambush him as soon as he gets close and incapacitate him! Before that, I can't let him see any weakness. I have to be careful, I can't use my magic..."

Once the power of the spell begins to flow, it cannot escape the eyes of a first-rate sorcerer.

When a powerful mage fights, they can easily surpass the limits of the naked eye.

Even so, sorcerers can still detect their opponents' movements because top-tier sorcerers can sense their opponents' actions by observing the flow of their spell power, while only third-rate sorcerers rely on their eyes to detect their opponents.

When launching a sneak attack, the less magical energy is used, the more concealed the flow of energy, and the better the effect!

Yuji Itadori stared blankly at the old man lying on the ground for a moment.

"...Are you taking me for an idiot?"

"What?! How can you see through me?!"

"Stop looking down on me! Look at all those muscles of yours, do you look like you'd ever throw a tantrum? Besides, this is deep in an alley, what old man would wander here for a stroll? You idiot!"

Yuji Itadori felt his intelligence had been underestimated, so he pointed at the other person's nose and berated him.

"Tch, I didn't expect someone who looks so stupid to actually have a brain!"

The old man stood up from the ground with a look of resentment on his face.

He was very short, probably only a little over 1.6 meters tall, not even 1.7 meters.

But his whole body was full of bulging muscles, like a bodybuilding champion. His well-defined muscles squeezed his white T-shirt and black shorts so tightly that they looked like bodysuits, almost as if they were about to jump out of his body.

Although he looks only in his fifties or sixties, with thinning hair leaving only a small tuft on the top of his head, the imposing aura emanating from his entire body is undeniable.

After being seen through, he made no attempt to conceal his murderous aura. It was a blood-soaked aura formed from countless brutal killings, and it rushed towards you like a pool of blood.

Yuji Itadori felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and his hair stand on end.

The shock of the murderous aura made his whole body tremble violently, and even his senses became much dulled.

"This murderous aura is terrifying. Just how many people has this guy killed?"

A storm raged in Hisahito Itadori's heart.

For a moment, he even had the illusion that the old man was "may be even stronger than Teacher Roy".

But he reacted quickly.

Teacher Roy held his own against the legendary King of Curses, and could easily defeat three top-tier cursed spirits head-on. His strength far surpasses that of these roadside killers.

This person just exudes a strong murderous aura, making him even more intimidating.

In contrast, Mr. Roy's demeanor was much calmer, giving the impression of a vast ocean, seemingly serene but far more unfathomable.

A full bottle doesn't move, but a half-full bottle shakes – that's roughly the feeling.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

Yuujin Itadori took a deep breath. He had previously faced the pressure from cursed spirits and had even experienced the entire battle between Sukuna and Roy from the perspective of the person involved.

He quickly calmed down, regained control of his body, tensed all his muscles, gripped the short knife in his hand, and looked at the muscular old man opposite him with a wary expression.

"If I tell you my name and your top-tier teacher finds out, wouldn't I be in big trouble?"

The muscular old man pulled out a knife from his pocket, a fearless smile spreading across his face.

"It's a pity, though. Your teacher doesn't seem to care much about you students. Thanks to that, I quickly found an opportunity. As long as I knock you out and take you away before he notices, I can complete the mission and earn a large reward. I won't need to open a shop for a year!"

The moment the words fell.

With astonishing jumping power, the muscular old man kicked off the ground with great force, his entire body enveloped in magical power, and he shot out like a sharp arrow, the small knife in his hand thrusting straight towards Itadori Yuujin's abdomen!

"So fast! I can barely see!"

Yuji Itadori was greatly surprised.

He originally thought his body was quite powerful, even ranking among the top among sorcerers, and his achievement of instantly killing a level three curse spirit just now made him a little proud.

So, can a sorcerer really move at such a speed so casually?

Putting aside Roy-sensei and the monsters like Ryomen Sukuna, Fushiguro's speed is clearly very slow!

He bent over as hard as he could, his feet instinctively retreating while his lumbar spine bent backward as hard as he could.

"Hey!"

A crisp tearing sound rang out.

Hisahito Itadori's uniform had a large tear, about half a foot long, ripped open at the abdomen. The hem of his clothes was hanging down, and you could even see his abdominal muscles through the hole.

"That was close! My stomach was almost ripped open!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Hisahito Itadori's face.

If he had reacted any slower, would his abdomen have been cut open and he would have been sent to the Sanzu River to meet his grandfather?

"You can actually dodge it?"

The muscular old man was taken aback when he saw that his knife had failed to injure Khajiitsu.

He didn't just use his physical strength; he also strengthened his body with magical power. He basically didn't hold back. How could he not defeat a newbie who had only been in college for a couple of days with one blow?

"It's just good luck!"

The muscular old man's anger surged, and he charged forward again, channeling his magical power!

He was determined that even if Hisahito Itadori had other uses and couldn't be killed for the time being, he would still plunge the knife deep into his abdomen, twist it seven or eight times inside his intestines, and torture him until he let out a pleasant scream before he stopped.

There's no particular reason; it's just for my own amusement!

"This is terrible!"

Seeing the muscular old man charge forward again like a wild boar, Yuujin Itadori gritted his teeth, a hint of madness appearing in his eyes.