Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Su Nuo's slash and Duanmu Yan's fist collided wildly in the narrow space where their domains overlapped.

The two's open domains highly overlapped... no, it would be more accurate to say that Duanmu Yan's domain had already enveloped Su Nuo's domain.

In the brief moment between blocking Duanmu Yan's lightning spiral fist, Su Nuo glanced at the boundary of the domain and made a judgment in his mind:

This guy's domain radius is larger than his own.

His lips curled down in displeasure as he parried Duan Muyan's knee strike with one hand, and then swung his other hand out at extremely close range.

Three precise slashes cleaved Duanmu Yan's left cheek, cutting three thin gashes through his mask and tearing the skin beneath, causing a few drops of blood to splatter from the wounds.

Su Nuo looked at the few drops of blood, her tone filled with undisguised sarcasm: "How boring, is that all you can do?"

Duanmu Yan raised his hand and wiped the blood beads that had seeped from his face with his fingers.

He didn't retaliate immediately, but instead chuckled softly: "Aren't you surprised? I insisted on taking the hit even though I could have easily dodged it."

Su Nuo's pupils contracted slightly.

The wounds on Duanmu Yan's face were slowly healing under the treatment of the Reversal Technique, but he deliberately slowed down the healing process, letting those few drops of blood linger on his face for a little longer.

This was a deliberate slip-up.

Duanmu Yan knew better than anyone that ordinary moves could not defeat Su Nuo.

This monster's defense, regeneration, and combat instincts are all so strong that they are almost unbeatable.

We must use more powerful moves, we must seize that moment when the opponent has absolutely no chance to dodge, and use greater damage to tip the scales of victory.

When Su Nuo attacks him, he will lose the ability to immediately escape... This is the opportunity he is looking for.

The instant Su Nuo unleashed his strike, Duanmu Yan was in Su Nuo's arms in the blink of an eye.

He suddenly grabbed Su Nuo's neck with one hand, tightening his grip to firmly hold the other within his attack range, while his other hand, wrapped in countless dazzling lightning bolts, slammed heavily into Su Nuo's side.

"Yatales Illusion Annihilation Fist!"

The punch landed squarely on Su Nuo's chest, the impact penetrating his body and sending him flying.

Sukuna's body, trailing a straight trajectory, crashed heavily beneath the shrine base of Fuma Mikuriya, scattering rubble and bone fragments across the ground.

While using the Reversal Technique to accelerate the healing of his wounds, Duanmu Yan also stretched his muscles and bones.

He twisted his neck from side to side, making a crisp cracking sound. "It's really boring, Su Nuo. Can you let me have some fun?!"

A duel between the strong cannot be judged by common sense!

Chapter 286 I Must Kill You

The lingering glow of the cursed power still hung over the ruins of Shibuya.

The students gathered in the open space where they had just confronted Su Nuo, worried about Duanmu Yan.

With his arms crossed and brows furrowed, Cheng broke the silence first: "Is Teacher Duanmu alright? Although he has always been very confident, this time his opponent is, after all, Su Nuo."

Yuta gripped the hilt of his knife tightly. "I trust you, Master. You would never do something without preparation."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the knife, turned around, and walked in another direction.

Scale paused for a moment, then called out to him, "Where are you going?"

Yuta didn't hesitate at all: "It seems that Gojo-sensei has been sealed away. It was done by that woman with the stitches in her hair."

"She...I will be the one to kill her."

Old Feng of Tiger Cane... he'll be the one to kill him.

Maki tucked the remnant of the Cloud Sword behind her back and strode after him: "Teacher Duanmu said that woman is very strong, and it's too risky for you to go alone. With me by your side, we should be able to catch her off guard."

Yu Tai glanced at her sideways, nodded, and then spoke to the group of people still standing behind him.

"There should still be some remnants of cursed spirits inside Shibuya. Let's not all gather here to worry about the teacher. If the teacher comes back after defeating Sukuna and finds that we haven't resolved the Shibuya issue yet, that would be embarrassing, wouldn't it?"

Etoro's words were like a key, gently unlocking the tight lock in everyone's hearts.

Yes, the teachers are fighting the toughest battles on the front lines, while they're just standing here worrying. When the teachers come back and ask how Shibuya is going, are they supposed to say, "We've been waiting for you the whole time, but we haven't done anything"?

That would be so embarrassing.

Almost at the same moment, everyone started moving.

The current methods of using cursed spirits, besides the existing ones, include the following: [unintelligible characters].

The vast majority of top-tier cursed spirits, because they made no attempt to conceal their aura, were precisely targeted and killed by the powerful members of the Alliance in the very early stages of the battle.

The remaining cursed spirits inside Shibuya, apart from the real people, are at most level one. To these young sorcerers who have already been tempered in the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons and countless missions, they are no different from clay chickens and earthenware dogs.

Tiger Staff ran quickly towards the direction where Dongtang had been knocked away by Su Nuo. He remembered clearly that Dongtang had stood in front of him when Su Nuo made his move, and those slashes had hit Dongtang squarely.

We need to check on his condition as soon as possible.

He had only run a few steps when his phone vibrated in his pocket. The screen displayed the name "Dongtang Kui".

He answered the phone quickly, his voice urgent: "Dongtang! How are you? Your injuries..."

"Brother, I'm in great shape right now." Dongtang's voice came through the receiver, full of energy, showing no signs of weakness after his serious injury.

"Chairman Duanmu treated me with a reversal technique before he left. Putting that aside, I noticed the traces of the sutures on that guy's head."

"The enemy's target is probably Station No. 7... because there are relatively few cursed spirits there, and many ordinary people haven't been evacuated yet."

Itachi's eyes narrowed, and his steps automatically adjusted his direction as he sprinted towards the No. 7 underground station.

Real person... even if I have to go to the ends of the earth, I will definitely kill you!

Yuta and Maki were responsible for pursuing the fish, but they were caught off guard by the approaching enemy.

Itachi and Todo set their sights on the real man, preparing to completely eradicate this cursed spirit that has been causing trouble since the time of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.

Everything that happened in Shibuya tonight is finally coming to an end.

……

With a few swift movements, Tiger Cane flipped over the next station entrance, casually crushing a few remaining low-level cursed spirits. Without stopping, he ran wildly down the stairs into the depths of the underground.

A familiar yet nauseating smell surged up from below, penetrating his senses.

"Ugh... Ah!" With a scream, Itajō suddenly turned his head. A man's body was rapidly expanding in an unnatural way, his skin stretched to almost transparent, and the muscles and bones underneath seemed to be kneaded wantonly by an invisible hand, before exploding in the next second.

The mangled remains were splattered on the walls and slowly slid down the gray tiles.

The real person was standing there, smiling, in front of where the man had originally stood.

"Oh dear, isn't this our container? Where's Su Nuo?"

The real person tilted their head, a hint of regret in their eyes, "Could it be... that it left your body?"

He took two steps forward, his smile growing wider, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement, "Does that mean... you're no longer immune to my passive transformation? Hahahaha!"

Tiger Rod's face darkened.

He didn't answer, but pushed off with his foot and charged straight at the real person. Anger exploded in his chest, "You bastard... what do you think life is!"

The real person calmly raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

He spat out a cyborg, whose body rapidly stretched and deformed under the influence of the transformation, instantly turning into a thick wall of flesh between the two.

A real voice drifted out from behind the wall of flesh, its cheerful tone nauseating: "I cherish life, you know, because it's so much fun! Hahaha!"

He had seen it in their last encounter: Itajō's biggest weakness was that he was too soft-hearted.

This guy simply can't bring himself to do it unless someone else is around to interfere.

On the fleshy wall, a distorted human face slowly emerged.

The lips of that face trembled, tears streamed from swollen eyes, and a faint, almost inaudible sound escaped its lips: "Help...help me..."

Tiger Stick's fist stopped abruptly a few centimeters away from the human face.

His body trembled slightly, and his momentum froze completely in that instant.

The moment the real man had been waiting for suddenly exploded on the flesh wall, and countless sharp bone spikes pierced out from under the skin, heading straight for Tiger Staff's face.

Tiger Staff immediately crossed his arms in front of him, and his magical power condensed into a protective layer on his skin to withstand the wave of spikes. Then he exerted his strength and shattered the bone spikes along with the remaining flesh wall.

Seeing this, the real person calmly opened his mouth and spat out several more cyborgs.

He twisted the cyborgs together in his hands like dough, compressing them into a large, writhing ball. Then, he raised it with one hand and hurled it at Itadori: "Multiple Souls!"

The ball of flesh rapidly expanded in mid-air, smashed through the remaining flesh wall, and transformed into a monster with a gaping maw, which bit down on Itajō's head.

Tiger Rod immediately raised both hands, his left hand supporting the upper jaw of the giant mouth and his right hand pressing against the lower jaw. With both arms exerting force at the same time, he forcefully held the giant mouth, which was large enough to swallow his entire body, in mid-air.

Suddenly, a real person emerged from the depths of the giant mouth's throat, a bright smile on their face, and whispered to Itajō, who was right next to them, "Having fun, huh!"

Chapter 287 Fighting

"It's fun, isn't it!"

The real man punched Itachi in the chest.

The immense impact caused Huzhang's body to roll uncontrollably backward, his back slamming hard against a load-bearing pillar.

The surface of the stone pillar cracked open with countless tiny fissures, and debris fell from his shoulders.

A shocking wound appeared on his face, and blood dripped onto the floor tiles.

The enormous multi-soul cyborg seized the opportunity to surround them again, its massive body converging on Itadori from all directions.

Just as the cyborg was about to close up, the real man shattered the cyborg's own body with a punch, bursting through the broken pieces of flesh, and conjured up a dense array of sharp spikes on his hand, sweeping them across Itajō's face.

Fortunately, Itajima reacted quickly enough and immediately crouched down to dodge the fatal blow.

The real man withdrew his hand, looked down at Tiger Staff who was squatting on the ground panting, and a hint of disappointment appeared on his face.

"If only I could just smash your head open, but it doesn't matter. Just after confirming Duanmu Yan's departure, [the text abruptly ends here]!"

"Your companions are probably busy cleaning up; they don't have time to come and help you."

He jumped down, a bright smile slowly spreading across his face. "We have plenty of time to play together."

Looking at Masato's grinning face, Itachi felt a wave of nausea rise in his stomach.

"Why, why play with other people's lives with such a frivolous attitude?"