Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Without wasting any words, the panda charged straight in.

He was very fast, and his round body unleashed an astonishing burst of power at that moment.

Switch cores to gorilla mode.

In an instant, the panda's entire body swelled up, and two cracks appeared in the cement ground beneath its feet, making it easy for any punch to land on the real person's face.

The real person didn't dodge, but instead reached out to catch it.

The fist slammed into the real man's palm, producing a dull thud.

The real man's arm was jolted backward, and he took two steps back, but he didn't even flinch and immediately activated the Wuwei Transformation.

The deformed hand was restored to its original state within three seconds, without even leaving a scar.

This was his first time encountering a sorcerer, so he didn't intend to cast the spell immediately, but rather to play around with him for a while:

"You're strong enough, but you can't kill me."

The panda ignored his nonsense and followed up with a second punch.

This time, the real person didn't take the hit head-on; instead, his body floated backward like a piece of paper blown away by the wind.

Just then, Tom pulled out a huge anvil from behind his back, raised it above his head with both hands, and smashed it down on the real man's head.

The anvil traced a parabola through the air, accompanied by a whistling sound.

The man dodged to the side, and the anvil slammed into the ground, creating a large crater in the concrete. Debris flew everywhere, and dust billowed.

But as soon as the anvil hit the ground, Tom appeared behind the real person, holding a large hammer, and smashed it into the real person's back.

"boom!"

The real person's body was thrown forward by the impact, his spine broke, and his entire body was bent at an impossible angle.

He lay sprawled on the ground like a lump of mud. Jerry poked his head out of Tom's pocket, holding a firecracker in his hand, lit it, and stuffed it into the real man's collar.

"Snapped!"

The real person's head was blown 180 degrees, and the expression on his face changed from eeriness to confusion.

His neck was twisted, his head was turned backward, but his eyes were still looking forward.

But three seconds later, he stood up.

The broken bones rejoined, the twisted neck was restored to its original shape, and the skin beneath the torn clothing was intact.

The real person cracked his neck, making a snapping sound, and tilted his head to look at Tom and Jerry.

"What...what are you?"

Tom pulled a mirror out from behind his back, held it up to his face, looked at himself, and then gave a thumbs-up, revealing a set of big white teeth.

The panda charged in from the side and delivered a hook punch to the real man's chin, shattering his entire jawbone.

The real man's jaw was tilted to one side, his teeth flew out of his mouth, and black liquid spurted from the crack. He took a few steps back, reached out and straightened his jaw, and with a snap, it was fine again.

"I told you, you can't kill me." The real voice squeezed out from the reconstructed vocal cords, still carrying that innocent tone, "How about I touch you?"

He reached out his hand to the panda, but the panda took a step back and avoided him.

A real person's fingertip brushed against the panda's fur, but no spell was triggered.

The real man's smile froze for a moment. He looked down at his hands, then looked up at the panda, a look of confusion appearing in his eyes for the first time.

He turned to look at Tom. Tom was reaching behind his back and a huge wooden mallet appeared in his hand.

The real person rushed over and grabbed Tom's tail.

Transformation through non-action!

no change.

Tom's tail was still his tail, fluffy, swaying back and forth in his hand.

The real person's expression showed shock again: "You... how come you're alright too?"

His voice carried a hint of confusion and unease.

Jerry jumped off Tom's shoulder, landed on the real man's instep, and then pulled an awl from his pocket and stabbed it into the man's big toe.

"what!"

The real person screamed and bent down to grab Jerry, but Jerry easily dodged him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the panda punched the real man in the temple.

The real person's head was smashed and deformed, and the eyeballs bulged out of their sockets like a crushed marble.

Chapter 109, the debate section

Several hours before Panda and the others received their mission, at Kyoto High School.

Yuuto stood opposite Miwa Kasumi, holding a wooden sword.

She gripped the knife handle tightly with both hands, her long sky-blue hair tied in a high ponytail, and her side-swept bangs were damp with sweat and stuck to her skin.

Her black training clothes were soaked with sweat, outlining her slender waistline.

“Again,” Yuuto said.

Miwa gritted her teeth, took a step forward, and swung her wooden sword forcefully.

Flowing Cloud Sword - Ink-Covered Mountain.

Sword energy exploded from the blade, and an ink-colored arc of light slashed towards Yuuto's waist and abdomen.

Yuuto turned to the side, letting the sword energy graz the hem of his clothes.

Then he stepped forward, his left hand reaching out, his index and middle fingers gently pinching the blade of Miwa's sword.

“I have enough power, but I can’t control it.” He released his fingers, and the wooden sword bounced back, causing Sanlunxia to stagger back two steps.

"You're just going to ignore it once the sword energy is released?"

What do you use to defend after your opponent dodges?

Miwa Kasumi bit her lip, offering no rebuttal. Her chest heaved violently, her breathing rapid, but her gaze was more focused than before.

Yu Ren stepped back a few steps and slung the wooden sword over his shoulder: "The Flowing Cloud Sword is not for you to stand still and unleash sword energy. The moment the sword is drawn, your body must retract faster than the sword."

“But…” Miwa Kasumi opened her mouth.

“No buts.” Yuuto interrupted her, his voice unusually stern rather than gentle as usual.

"Why do you think I was able to catch your knife just now?"

"Because your center of gravity shifts forward the moment the sword energy leaves the blade, and your whole body moves forward along with the sword."

"The sword went out, and the person went out with it."

"Do you want to become one with the sword?"

Yuuto's words were loaded with meaning, and he asked in a serious tone, "Do you know what this means?"

Miwa Kasumi was silent for a few seconds, her voice very soft, but the meaning was clear: "It means that if the opponent dodges, I will rush directly into his attack range."

“Yes.” Yu Ren nodded. “So it’s not that you shouldn’t sheathe your sword, but that you should bring your center of gravity back while sheathing your sword.”

"Come on, let's do it again."

Kasumi Miwa took a deep breath and readjusted her stance. This time, she didn't rush to attack. Instead, she adjusted her foot position, shifted her weight back, lowered the tip of her blade slightly, and calmed her breathing.

Yuuto watched her adjust her movements, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

This is what he wanted to see.

It's not about mechanically swinging the sword, but about truly understanding every detail of the Flowing Cloud Sword.

It was afternoon. After finishing training with Miwa Kasumi for the day, Yuuto was bored, so he found a shady spot under a tree and sat down to browse the Jujutsu forum.

This thing was created by professionals after the establishment of the Spellcaster Alliance, at the suggestion of Yuuto.

It's somewhat similar to the Night Watchers forum in the game "Dragon Raja," serving as an online communication tool for extraordinary individuals.

The interface is simple and the categories are clear. Registration requires a sorcerer qualification, so ordinary people cannot enter. Since its launch, its popularity has remained high.

The top spot on the popularity chart remains unchanged: the debate forum.

The majority of the forum's traffic comes from this section.

When sorcerers have nothing better to do, they like to compare who is stronger and who is weaker, whose spells counter whom, and under what conditions they can win.

The posts flip through pages as fast as scrolling through short videos; often, a post made in the morning will be buried on the third page by the afternoon.

The most popular contestants are naturally the people from the Sword Academy, followed by the various first-level sorcerers.

Among them, Gojo Satoru is forever hanging at the top of the debate forum, like an insurmountable mountain. Any topic that tries to challenge his status will eventually end in ridicule.

However, there are still some busybodies who attempt to challenge authority by using hypothetical scenarios.

Yu Ren scrolled down and saw a post with a rather eye-catching title:

"If Megumi Fushiguro, the successor to the Ten Kage, could control all the shikigami, including the demon Kyo, would he be able to fight against Satoru Gojo?"

The Zen family's ten shadow magic techniques are renowned throughout the entire world of sorcery. Information related to them is not a secret; anyone with a keen eye can easily find all the relevant materials.

The existence of Fushiguro Megumi and her awakening of ten shadow magic techniques are not secrets at all; in fact, they are openly displayed in the Jujutsu Hall's records.

The poster's credentials indicated they were a Level 2 Spellcaster. The post was quite serious in its wording, even including screenshots of ancient documents to prove that the Six-Eyed Spell and the Ten Shadow Spells had a history of mutual destruction.

There are already hundreds of replies to this post.

Most people hold a cautiously optimistic attitude, after all, there are indeed precedents in ancient times where six eyes and ten shadows perished together, which is irrefutable evidence recorded in the literature.

The name of Mo Xu Luo is renowned throughout the world of sorcery. Although only a handful of people have seen its true face, they are mostly people like Brain Flower, who is in a hostile relationship with Mo Xu Luo, and the reclusive Tengen, who do not speak on forums.

But its feat of taking down Six-Eyed in a battle is enough to make it a perennial favorite in the debate forum.

Therefore, most people in the sorcery world have high expectations for Moxu Luo's strength and believe that he is capable of fighting back.

Otherwise, those two guys from ancient times wouldn't have been able to die together, right?

Yuuto leaned against the tree trunk, swiped his thumb across the screen, and quickly browsed several highly-rated replies.