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"Hmm," Gojo Satoru rested his chin on his hands and thought, "Is this the technique of this child? It feels very interesting."

"In a battle, we try our best. We usually only notice it after it's over. The stronger the opponent, the stronger the inner feelings conveyed."

"So I really want to fight you." Gojo Satoru said with a smile: "If we fight, you will know what I mean, right?"

"No," said Kurosaki Ichigo. He didn't want to fight this guy. There was no point in fighting a battle that was bound to be lost. "When the cursed spirit fought with me, it only conveyed pure malice towards humans. The best way for me was to exorcise it immediately, but something unexpected happened during the battle. Someone came to disrupt the situation."

"It must be the white dragon." Gojo Satoru thought to himself. The news he received was that someone saw a white dragon soaring into the sky. Because there was no "tent" to hide it, they would have to spend some time to deal with this matter later: "But this ability is indeed interesting, and it is likely to be more than just that."

"Although someone has appeared to disrupt the situation, I have memorized the aura of that cursed spirit. I should be able to find him if I give him some time."

"Hahaha - interesting!" Gojo Satoru came over, stretched out his hand and put it on Kurosaki Ichigo's shoulder and said, "Then, let's find him now. You are responsible for finding him, and I will be responsible for the action. How about it?"

"No."

"Huh? Is it impossible? It's obviously a perfect plan." Gojo Satoru showed an exaggerated expression.

"After all, I don't know how strong you are." Kurosaki Ichigo pushed Gojo Satoru's arm away and said, "I also consumed a lot of energy in the previous battle. Now I need to rest. Let's wait until tomorrow. We will look for you tomorrow."

"Don't be so cautious." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I'm invincible, just find the place and leave things to me."

".Has anyone ever told you that you're arrogant?"

"No, everyone says I'm very modest." Gojo Satoru answered immediately, "After all, invincible is not complacency, but my humble words. The fact is that I am more invincible than invincible, but... well."

Gojo Satoru folded his hands in front of his chest and made a thoughtful expression and said, "It's not bad to leave things to you. After all, I will be your teacher in the future. It is necessary to know the student's combat power in advance, right? Well, just take a day off, and we will go together after you recover."

Unlike this year's Yuji Itadori or last year's Yuta Otsutsuka, although these two had powerful powers when they first entered school, they did not know how to use them, so they only needed to arrange some ordinary cursed spirits to roughly understand the situation.

According to Ichigo Kurosaki, Gojo Satoru immediately thought of the cursed spirit that had attacked him before but whose strength was not very good.

Both of them are intelligent, and they will expand their own fields and fight with the young man in front of them.

Then there is no doubt that it is a special-grade cursed spirit.

Special-grade cursed spirits are not something that can be found everywhere on the street, and it is very difficult to find one. But how can you teach if you don’t know the students’ strength?

This time is an opportunity.

While the substitute student in front of him was fighting against the special-grade cursed spirit, he was observing the situation from the side to understand the student's combat capability. If he could win, then naturally he wouldn't have to do anything. If he could lose, that was fine, he would take action himself.

With Gojo Satoru by his side, even a special-grade cursed spirit is just a teaching material and there is nothing to worry about.

After all, he is invincible.

Chapter 67 Knock on the door

Chapter 16: Knock on the Door

"call--"

The next morning, Kurosaki Ichigo sat up from the bed and shook his shoulders: "I feel like I'm recovering much faster than in the last world."

Ichigo Kurosaki felt the pressure of the spirit in his body, and his pupils were stained with blue light: "This will be fine."

After a good night's sleep, he felt that his spiritual pressure had recovered.

"This time, I won't just meet the real person, I might even meet the fake Geto Suguru." Ichigo Kurosaki thought to himself, "And Gojo Satoru will follow him, maybe we can get rid of them once and for all!"

Once completed, it means that there is almost nothing you can do in this world.

After all, he had heard that "Jujutsu Kaisen" was about to end.

That fake Geto Summer Oil was a very good OSS, probably at the level of Uchiha Obito.

The one at the same level as Uchiha Madara should be Ryoumen Sukuna.

In other words, as long as you put the stupid 烓 in the Lu Mu Rabbit,

Ichigo Kurosaki did not call Gojo Satoru directly, but closed his eyes.

Carefully sense——

Meditation

He could feel the fluctuations of the souls around him, those weak cursed spirits. Ichigo Kurosaki could feel that as long as he released his spiritual pressure, these weak cursed spirits would be crushed to death immediately.

'It's not this. It's farther away, and more familiar.'

hum-

"I feel it—"

Ichigo Kurosaki walked to the window and looked into the distance: "Is it over there?"

Although there was some distance, I could definitely feel that familiar soul fluctuation, that unique soul fluctuation.

"That way we can locate his position."

And one can feel a large number of soul fluctuations around the real person. The distance is very close, not the kind of "close" of one or two meters, but the kind of one or two centimeters.

It's easy to tell that the real person used his magic to transform the human soul, shrinking it to a size that can be held in the hand and using it as a weapon.

"It's really infuriating." Ichigo Kurosaki felt a little angry.

Without waiting any longer, he directly called Gojo Satoru and asked him to come over to take down that group of special-grade cursed spirits together.

"Things aren't going well." Far away from the crowds, Zhenren put on his clothes and sighed, "I didn't attract those sorcerers, but was stopped by a strange person."

"Yes, and there has been no contact with the samurai until now, and I don't know what his situation is." Brainflower, who was still wearing Getsuzuki's uniform, said that he didn't think that the 'samurai' would die.

His strength is beyond imagination, and he himself has no cursed energy. If it were him, he might be able to fight with Gojo Satoru. Even if he couldn't win, he could at least delay the battle for a long time.

No one in this world except Gojo Satoru can beat a character like this.

In this case, he must have gone somewhere else after completing the mission.

Naohua was thinking about the movements of the warriors in his heart. He didn't believe that someone with such great power would suddenly join their side without any conspiracy. However, he was very envious of this fighting power, so he could only swallow the sugar coating and fire back.

But for now, he still doesn't know what that person's shells are.

Although the two parties left their phone numbers for communication, they have not been connected to this day.

"No matter what, we have to seal Gojo Satoru first." Having consumed a lot of his magical energy and now looking only the size of a child, Louhu said, "If he is still here, none of our actions will be possible."

"Yes, that's right." Brain Flower said with a smile: "So we--"

Before he could finish his words, something changed in the sky.

A black vortex appeared from the sky and then flowed in all directions.

[Born from darkness, darker than black] [All filth and dirt will be cleansed]

"What is this--? A tent?" Naohua's expression, which had been very calm until then, changed. Someone had put down the tent at this time, which meant that they had been discovered!

Why? Who is it?

Was it a samurai? Did that guy betray me?

Buzz————! ! !

The next moment, Naohua felt his body sink. Not only him, but everyone here felt as if something was pressing down on them. The space began to tremble violently.

They originally wanted to escape from the tent immediately, but as a result, their bodies paused for a moment and their brains trembled for a moment.

The worst is leaking coral.

In the previous battle with Gojo Satoru, all his parts were torn off except for his head. Although this injury was not fatal to a cursed spirit like him, it also consumed a large amount of cursed energy.

He hasn't recovered yet, so he looks like a child.

At this moment, the sudden strong sense of oppression was felt by others as a heaviness of their bodies, and they were able to quickly ignore it after concentrating their magic power.

Therefore, his condition was the worst. When the spiritual pressure suddenly came over him, he almost fell to his knees. However, this place was a geographical advantage for him, and he managed to recover. "Damn it. What the hell is going on!?"

Especially seeing that the others were in much better condition than him, Lou Hu felt even worse. He could have been the best among them! At least better than the real one!

What's the result now?

If he was in his prime, he would be able to ignore these things, but now looking at his height of just over one meter, or maybe even less than one meter, you can tell how bad his current condition is.

The same weight feels completely different when carried by a healthy human being and a seriously injured person.

“This feeling—”

Zhenren, whose condition was slightly better than Louhu, but not much better, was not affected that much by his own spell. He looked at the tents that were put down around him and said, "Xiaoyou, it seems that it is too late to escape."

"That's right, this account feels like Gojo Satoru." Naohua said gritting his teeth. How could the account set by someone of Gojo Satoru's level be broken so easily?

“What——!? Gojo Satoru!?” The oppressed Rohu now barely managed to say, “Damn it! How could we possibly be a match for Gojo Satoru right now? It must be that samurai! I’ve always said that humans can’t be trusted!”

"No, it's not the samurai." The real person looked into the distance and said, "The samurai is probably dead."

"what?"

"I've felt this feeling before! It's the man I fought with before. He's still alive and has come to our door. That means the warrior has already lost. Even if he's not dead now, he should have been captured and tortured, right? That's how he knows where we are."

"Anyway, Gojo Satoru is nearby." Brain Flower calmed down and said, "Try to avoid fighting. The first option is to destroy the tent and escape as quickly as possible!"

Om-! ! !

At this moment, the tent was completed, and the pressure on them suddenly increased. Ichigo Kurosaki, wearing a black Shinigami suit and holding Tensa Zangetsu, appeared in the sky. The black spiritual pressure wrapped around Tensa Zangetsu and covered half of the sky.

“Crescent Moon————Tian Chong————!!!”

Chapter 68 Field Expansion

Chapter 17: Field Development

The black crescent moon instantly swept across the earth, pressing down on the space, filling the surroundings with black spiritual pressure, which swept directly towards the two cursed spirits.

Boom boom——

The torrent of spiritual pressure instantly hit the earth and then spread in all directions.

Then, Ichigo Kurosaki, who had already achieved Bankai, sensed the fluctuations of the soul and instantly rushed towards the direction of the real person.

According to his understanding, these people's hiding place should be in the territory of a special-grade cursed spirit.

But this is not some field.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not incomprehensible.

Speaking of 'Louhu', the most eye-catching features are his one eye and the 'Mount Fuji' on his head, which is like putting a small active volcano on his head.

And his head was twisted off during the battle with Gojo Satoru.

The most notable feature of the surrounding area is also the volcano not far away. In other words, Louhu may be able to speed up the recovery of his own magic power in such an environment, so he came to this place far away from human habitation to recover his magic power.

The real people and brain flowers are obviously just for fun.

That is why there are no other two special-grade cursed spirits nearby: Hanamikaze and Togen.

"Did we let these two guys escape? It doesn't matter. As long as we kill the three here, the remaining two won't be able to get far—"

"You are annoying." Mahito felt a gust of wind in front of his eyes, and the next moment a figure appeared out of nowhere in front of his escape route. It was Ichigo Kurosaki.

"I won't let you escape this time!" Kurosaki Ichigo said as he wrapped his Tensa Zangetsu around a black spiritual pressure and rushed towards the real person: "I will defeat you here!"

On the other side, Gojo Satoru actually fell into silence soon after unfolding the 'tent'. He looked at the three fleeing figures, whose figures flashed in the air as if they had teleported.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the fleeing mind.

"It's really. The worst situation." The little girl was very happy. She was so happy that she couldn't help but feel sad.

But now it's too late.

Is it still useful to throw the prison gate over now?

"Who are you?" Gojo Satoru asked the figure in front of him. He didn't expect that what was originally just a simple "assessment of future students" would encounter such a situation.

"I'm Geto Suguru. Have you forgotten me? I'm so sad."

"Both your body and your cursed power, all the information I got through the six eyes shows that you are indeed Geto Suguru." Gojo Satoru was no longer as calm as at the beginning: "But my [Soul] denies what I see before my eyes! Answer me quickly - who are you!"

"I told you, I am Geto Xia Yu." After the meeting, the man said, "I am Geto Xia Yu, and I will be your best friend."

Now he needs to use this method to shake Gojo Satoru's spirit and find a way to escape, and then carry out his plan again.

"Really? Then there's nothing to say."

Gojo Satoru said as he placed one hand on the blindfold and pulled it down, and placed his other hand in front of him: "Expand the field——"

“Hey, hey, hey, hey—this is too exaggerated!!!”