Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

"Hui, you can go back now. I'll take care of things here."

"Yes."

Fuhei glanced at Yang Bo, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopped, and finally turned and walked into the academy.

Gojo Satoru sized up Yang Bo, then reached out and untied the black silk blindfold covering his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Yang Bo's eyes widened in surprise.

'Holy crap, shouldn't Gojo's blindfold be of the same type as Kakashi Hatake's mask? How could it be removed so easily?!'

Behind the black silk were a pair of clear, pale blue eyes, radiating a magical glow in the dim night.

"I can't see through you, but I always feel like you're thinking about something bad."

Gojo Satoru stuffed the black silk in his hand into his pocket, then strolled toward Yang Bo.

'No magical power, no soul... what is this?!'

His "six eyes" are the strongest eyes in the world of sorcery, giving him ultimate control over sorcery power, analysis of sorcery power, a 360° field of vision without blind spots, and the ability to see through the flow of sorcery power and the soul.

(An upgraded version of eye roll...)

"Although it's not really appropriate to use that phrase on a man like you, your eyes are really beautiful."

"I think so too."

Six eyes are too sensitive; keeping them on all day will overheat your brain. Eye masks are for filtering information, saving energy, and preventing fatigue.

Gojo Satoru walked up to Yang Bo.

"Come on, attack me, let me see how much salary I should pay you."

"what?"

Yang Bo was somewhat taken aback. Was Gojo Satoru's personality really that unconventional?

"Let me hit you?"

"Yes."

boom--

Yang Bo punched Gojo Satoru in the stomach: "I've never seen such a perverted request in my life."

So what should we do? Of course, we should choose to satisfy him!

Gojo Satoru's body moved backward uncontrollably, his azure eyes widened suddenly, and he froze for half a second.

It wasn't fear, but rather the shock of having one's understanding shattered.

His nonchalant expression vanished in an instant, his laziness disappeared, and his aura instantly hardened.

With all six eyes open, they frantically analyzed the opponent's physique and the principles of strength.

Unlimited, full-force solidification.

"Again?"

"Again?"

Yang Bo threw another punch, and Gojo Satoru stared intently at Yang Bo's fist.

In his view, the attack was extremely slow.

"No bottom line"

In an instant, the distance between him and Yang Bo was infinitely divided.

Theoretically, Yang Bo's fist is 0.5 meters away from him one second, 0.25 meters the next, 0.125 meters the following second...

The space was divided into countless parts.

The distance is shrinking, but it will never reach zero.

However, that's the reality.

The fist didn't touch him at all, but he felt a punch to the stomach.

My body took another step back uncontrollably.

'It's not a spell, not magic, not spatial manipulation... Is this person inherently unbound by rules with no bottom line?'

He had lived for so long and had seen countless cursed spirits and sorcerers, but Yang Bo was a first for him.

He immediately classified Yang Bo as extremely dangerous and of unknown exceptional level.

How did you do that?

"Tell me how you did that? I feel like I can't hit you."

Yang Bo stared at his fist. Just now, he had keenly sensed that there was a slight problem with the space between him and Gojo Satoru.

"Is this some kind of sorcery? Damn, as expected, warriors are at a disadvantage against mages, with all sorts of underhanded tricks."

Gojo Satoru, still with that relaxed demeanor, explained, "That's my technique, called 'Limitless.' Simply put, no matter what gets close to me, the distance will be infinitely divided—the attack will never reach me."

"No bottom line?"

Yang Bo subconsciously took a step back and looked Wu Tiaowu up and down.

"Character?"

Gojo Satoru: "..."

"It's distance! The distance that is divided has no lower limit!! It is infinitely close to zero, but never zero."

"Zeno's tortoise? No wonder. However, this is just a philosophical paradox. Calculus can prove it through the summation of infinite series. Although the catching process involves an infinite number of steps, the total time required is finite. Your technique is not perfect."

Yang Bo raised his fist again, and Gojo Satoru became fully focused.

The next moment, the fist didn't even land, yet his body was still attacked.

"My attacks, like your limitless attacks, are conceptual. As long as you are within 3 meters of me, my attacks are guaranteed to hit. Even if you divide space into countless parts, the physical distance between us will not be shortened."

Yang Bo stretched out his hand and made a simple gesture, then laughed and teased, "However, your technique is truly abnormal; ranged attacks simply cannot penetrate your defense."

"Conceptual hit attack... is unaffected by unbounded space partitioning."

He repeated the sentence in a low voice, his tone tinged with amusement.

This was the first time since he became the strongest that he had encountered a power that completely transcended the sorcery system, and even transcended all the physical and sorcery rules he knew.

Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed, but this laugh lacked its usual playfulness and instead held a deeper meaning. He took another step forward, deliberately closing the distance with Yang Bo, knowing full well that the opponent would hit him within 3 meters, yet he showed no fear whatsoever.

"Interesting, very interesting. There has never been anyone like you in the world of sorcery before. Just who are you?"

"Kamen Rider, part-time businessman."

With a thought, Yang Bo summoned the mist: "I'll go back first, and I'll come back in a couple of days. When that time comes, Mr. Gojo Satoru, could you see if you can help me enroll in school? I want to try and see if I can become a sorcerer."

That level of shamelessness is too powerful. If he could learn it, wouldn't he be invincible?!

Chapter 99 A Strong Strike is Needed

The main world.

"Curse power is a really good thing."

Yang Bo sat at the table, drinking warm almond water. It wasn't a big deal when it wasn't hot, but when it was heated up, it tasted exactly like Lulu almond milk.

(The taste of Six Walnuts is not the same as the taste of Almond Milk)

"Boss, what is curse power?"

Anna was a little curious, as she had been talking about spells and magic ever since Yang Bo returned.

"I don't really know either, but it's very strong."

The bottomless Gojo... no, I mean Gojo Satoru's bottomless techniques are just too overpowered, no wonder 2.5 Gojo Satoru is so popular!

However, according to information I saw online, Gojo Satoru will die…

'If a technique can break through the Five Limitless Enlightenment's boundless formula, then it must have a weakness. Could it be a mental attack, or an attack that ignores space?'

If the world of Jujutsu Kaisen has techniques with no lower limit, then it means that there are many other techniques as well.

It's perfectly normal for bugs to appear that punish certain actions.

"I'll go check again in a couple of days. It would be best if I could awaken my magical power, but if not, then forget it..."

In reality, it doesn't matter whether he awakens his curse power or not; at worst, he just won't go to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen.

"boss!!"

Seeing Zi emerge from the mist with a panicked expression, she ran to Yang Bo.

Earth seat.

"Please, please save Xiaohua!"

Seeing Zi's tearful outburst clearly showed that she was genuinely worried about her friend Xiao Hua.

"I'm willing to pay any price as long as you can save China..."

"Xiao Hua?"

Yang Bo downed the almond water in his cup in one gulp: "Don't rush, tell me what's going on first."

"Xiao Hua... Xiao Hua, she's being targeted by a powerful evil spirit, and I have a feeling that the evil spirit will attack her soon."

"Is a demon targeting Xiaohua?"

Yang Bo stood up, a look of great interest on his face: "It seems this ghost is not simple."

With the yang energy emanating from Xiao Hua, ordinary little ghosts would be roasted alive if they got close.

"However, you just said you were willing to pay any price..."

Jianzi's body trembled slightly:

"Ah."

"Then don't make such promises again. It's only because it's me. If it were a big fox, you'd be in big trouble."

If he remembers correctly, in the story, Xiaohua also encountered a ghost, and with no other option, Jianzi took Xiaohua to the Sanko-kama Shrine in the suburbs, pretending to take pictures.