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

"Go buy it yourself if you want, and who said you'd win?" Duanmu Yan withdrew his hand.

"Of course it's me, my win rate is 100%."

"But you're sealed away!"

"That was an accident. When I fight with others, my win rate is..."

"But you were the one who was sealed away!"

"Waaaaah, Duanmu, can we still be friends? Stop bringing this up all the time."

"Okay, but you were..."

"Okay, stop!"

Xia Youjie watched the two of them start bickering again, shook his head helplessly, stood up from the grass, and patted his pants.

He walked between the two men, placing one hand on each of their shoulders. "Alright, let's set a time. Stop arguing here; the children are watching."

Gojo Satoru stopped smiling, thought seriously for a while, then looked up and said a date: "November 24th, that's a good day."

When Duanmu Yan heard the date, a slight tremor ran through a corner of his heart.

The final battle in Shinjuku.

Although he couldn't quite remember the exact timeline of the comic, he could never forget this day.

This day in the human story is the death anniversary of six people.

Jie, Wu, Liao, Xiao, Banfa, Tuoyo,

But then he suddenly thought, this is fine too.

He can give it a completely different ending on the same date.

"What's wrong? Were you busy that day?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and looked at him.

Duanmu Yan shook his head, a slight smile curving his lips: "It's nothing, I just feel that it is indeed a good day, so let's make it November 24th."

In the following days, Duanmu Yan began preparations for his duel with Gojo Satoru. Gojo Satoru was completely different from all his previous opponents—Sukuna was essentially a pure numerical monster, crushing everything with his impressive total spell power and slashing power, while Duanmu Yan simply overwhelmed him with even more brute force numerical superiority.

But Gojo Satoru is different. He is a monster of numerical values ​​and a monster of mechanics. His defense mechanism has no lower limit, his six eyes grant him the ultimate control of curse power, and his combination of offense and defense with Azure and Hell is enough to give any opponent a headache.

Fighting Su Nuo is a head-on clash, while fighting Wu is a game that requires both numerical advantages and strategic thinking.

Moreover, he and Wu are so familiar with each other that they know each other's every move. The outcome of this fight will not depend on whose moves are more ruthless, but on who seizes the other's weakness first.

However, precisely because of this, this fight won't be as messy as the fight against Su Nuo.

The outcome between the two of them... may only depend on a single game!

Just as Duanmu Yan was silently preparing for battle, news of Su Nuo's complete death began to circulate in the world of sorcery.

No one expected that the Cursed King, Ryoumen Sukuna, who was on whom the Cursed Spirits placed their high hopes, would be killed by their most respected Chairman Duanmu in just two and a half hours.

Before the sorcerers could even process this shock, another even more explosive piece of news followed... On November 24th, Duanmu Yan and Wutiao Wu will determine who is the true strongest in the modern era.

The entire sorcery community is filled with anticipation for this, and many sorcerers have even said they will go to the scene to watch it no matter what.

After all, to witness a battle of this caliber, in their words, even dying would be worth the price of admission.

According to the accounts of two ancient sorcerers who wished to remain anonymous, Duanmu Yan possessed formidable strength, and even when the two of them exerted their full power, they could only hold him off for half an hour.

When Mingming asked them who they thought would win in the upcoming battle for the strongest, they said without hesitation that Duanmu Yan would definitely win, and even went so far as to say that Gojou Satoru was the challenger.

One of the parties involved, Gojo Satoru, took some time to be interviewed by Mingming. When asked if he was confident of winning, he answered with his usual confidence: "I will win."

When Mingming interviewed the other party involved, Duanmu Yan also answered without hesitation: "I'll take care of Gojo Satoru."

Both of them were very sharp and ambitious.

Interestingly, the debate about who is the strongest among the two has also stirred up a storm in the small group of sorcerers.

Those who supported Duanmu Yan were labeled as "Tenchi Riko," while those who supported Gojo Satoru were labeled as "Miwa Kasumi."

Of course, this also involved a lot of heated arguments among fans of Rie, Hoshiki, Zhang Xiang, and Kurisu Hana.

Time flies, and November 24th arrived soon amidst everyone's anticipation.

To prevent the skyscrapers, symbols of human civilization, from being destroyed en masse, the two chose the Angokawa Onsen village as their duel location once again.

This place has been almost completely destroyed by the battle between Duanmu Yan and Su Nuo, and it just so happens to be included in the country's demolition plan, so let's just demolish it all.

Gojo Satoru said he had no objection to this, since he was the strongest no matter where he fought... even if his opponent was Duanmu Yan, he had absolute confidence.

All the sorcerers in Japan gathered at the Federation headquarters to watch this epic showdown through the large broadcasting equipment created by Kokichi.

It's not just sorcerers; many ordinary people around the world who know of the existence of sorcerers are curious about who is the strongest in the modern world.

The financially savvy Mingming seized this opportunity to make a fortune. After reporting to Duanmu Yan, she used her intelligence network accumulated over the years to contact people around the world who were interested in this matter. She used her magic to broadcast the images of the Federation headquarters, holding a paid live broadcast and contributing billions of dollars to the Federation.

Moreover, since the two were evenly matched, Mingming directly set up betting odds.

As soon as the betting odds opened, the amount of money bet on both sides skyrocketed. It is said that even Yuki Tsukumo, who was on a mission overseas, placed a bet through someone.

With all these factors combined, the competition was already incredibly exciting even before it began.

On the airship in the distance from the hot spring town, the students from the college excitedly gathered by the porthole.

None of them were really nervous. After all, Gojou Satoru was facing off against Duanmu Yan, not Sukuna. The two had eaten breakfast together in the cafeteria before their fight. Gojou Satoru snatched the only grilled sausage from Duanmu Yan's plate, and Duanmu Yan expressionlessly replaced the juice in his cup with unsweetened oolong tea.

This level of mortal enemy is hardly something to be nervous about.

So the atmosphere on the airship was relaxed, with people chatting and laughing, and they needed to keep playing music and dancing.

The hatch was gently pushed open.

Mingming walked in, high heels in hand, a golden microphone in her hand, her long hair swaying gently behind her. She glanced around at the noisy crowd in the airship, an elegant smile appearing on her lips, before raising the microphone to her lips.

"Hello everyone, this is the frontline situation reporting room. I'm your reporter for today, Level 1 Sorcerer Mingming!"

Next, I will provide commentary on this epic duel: the clash of titans between Gojo Satoru and Duanmu Yan, two of the strongest fighters of our time.

Chapter 317 The King Descends from the Sky

The atmosphere among the crowd was joyful, but one person stood out with an unusually excited expression.

Angehime clenched her fists, her eyes fixed on the battlefield, muttering to herself, "I hope Duanmu Yan will step up and teach that bastard Gojo Satoru a lesson!"

Shoko, who was sitting next to her, leaned back in her chair and nodded with a smile when she heard this: "Yeah, it would be great if someone could teach Gojo Satoru a lesson."

The songstress recalled her years at the vocational high school. Wherever Gojo Satoru was, that white-haired guy would never miss an opportunity to mock her.

Every time we meet, we have to say a few words, and her face always turns red afterward.

This wasn't a case of being moved, but rather being so angry that her face turned red.

More than a decade has passed, and she has gone from being a ridiculed senior to being a ridiculed teacher, but Gojo Satoru's mouth has not improved at all.

Today, finally someone can teach this guy a lesson for her.

Mingming gracefully walked over, holding a microphone. She first smiled slightly at the songstress, then handed her the microphone: "Miss songstress, may I ask who you think is more promising?"

"Of course it's Duanmu!" The songstress snatched the microphone. "Duanmu Yan! Give that bastard Gojo Satoru a good lesson, did you hear me?!"

Mingming swiftly snatched the microphone back from her hand, maintaining a professional smile, and said to the camera, "Okay, it seems that Miss Diva's supporter is quite clear. Now let's interview Miss Shoko, who is in the same class as Chairman Duanmu."

She turned the microphone towards Shoko, who was leaning back in her chair, and asked, "Ms. Shoko, who do you think is more promising?"

Shoko took the cigarette out of her mouth, pretended to think, and said in a slow and steady tone: "That guy Satoru has the Wujo family's limitless techniques, plus the rare six-eyed technique. Ordinary people would have a hard time even encountering him, let alone defeating him."

"Duanmu just defeated the King of Curses more than half a month ago. His own magic is also top-tier, and he has several ways to break through the limitless."

"As for who would win in this duel... in my opinion, either one is possible, that's my answer."

Mingming nodded and put the microphone away: "That's a very objective statement. After all, the last time the two strongest opponents truly clashed was more than a decade ago, so today's duel is indeed full of suspense."

She turned around and walked towards the direction where the college students were gathered, preparing to continue the interview.

Maki and Yuta both gave the answer "Teacher Duanmu".

He grabbed the microphone, stood up, and shouted, "Gojo Satoru is definitely the strongest! I support him! Gojo-sensei, I've staked everything on you, don't let me down!"

It took Mingming a lot of effort to snatch the microphone back from his hand. He cleared his throat and was about to interview the first-year students when a gasp suddenly erupted in the airship cabin.

"Teacher Gojo has arrived!"

Everyone's eyes turned to the broadcast screen.

In the hot spring town of Nukigawa, a tall, slender figure now stands atop the only tall building.

Of course, Gojo Satoru wouldn't behave himself. He stood on the top of that tall building, looked down at the ruins below, and then, as if suddenly remembering something, pulled a palm-sized remote control out of his pocket.

He grinned and pressed the red button with his thumb.

The sky over the entire Ruki River Hot Spring Village was lit up at the same moment. Fireworks, a deluge of fireworks, rose simultaneously from every corner of the ruins.

Golden, blue, red, white—countless streaks of light, trailing brilliant tail flames, intertwined and bloomed in the sky… All the fireworks were precisely arranged into a line, forming a giant character that covered the entire sky: Gojo Satoru will surely win.

Satoru Gojo stood atop the high-rise building, the light from the fireworks casting ever-changing shadows on his body.

He opened his arms as if to embrace the entire sky, then tilted his head and shouted loudly at the deserted ruins in the distance, "Duanmu... you can come out now! The fireworks are all set up for you, you're not still fixing your hair in the back, are you!"

On the airship, the students of the high school were already in a sea of ​​cheers, because the appearance of Gojo Satoru had ignited everyone's emotions to the peak.

Amidst the commotion, a series of muffled sonic booms suddenly echoed from the sky, as if something was piercing through the atmosphere at an incredible speed and plummeting straight down onto the ruins.

Itachi was the first to look up, nearly flipping out of the porthole: "A meteorite? Is it a meteorite?!"

Wild Rose grabbed him by the back of his collar and pulled him back. She leaned half her body out to look up, and then her pupils suddenly dilated.

That's not a meteorite, that's a person!

Duanmu Yan crossed his arms and fell vertically from the sky.

Numerous golden lightning bolts swirled and hissed around him, leaving a dazzling golden streak trailing behind him, like a spear hurled by a god, cleaving the entire sky in two.

The golden streak shot straight down at the tall buildings below with unparalleled power, and everyone on the airship felt their hearts leap into their throats in that instant.

Just half a meter from the top of the building, the golden light suddenly stopped and instantly returned to zero.

The golden shockwave exploded from the point of impact, transforming into a dazzling halo that spread in all directions, directly enveloping the entire Nyuki River Hot Spring Village.

Above the ruins, several rainbows appeared out of thin air, resembling arched bridges leading to the sky under the golden halo.

Duanmu Yan hovered in mid-air, his hands still clasped in front of his chest, and the lightning surrounding his body slowly dissipated.