Satoru Gojo didn't press further, uncharacteristically silent the entire way.
It wasn't until they walked outside that they found Maki Zen'in and the others still waiting for Chu Yang.
"They're really persistent, I thought they had left."
Chu Yang had no choice but to go up to them and say, "If we're going to fight, let's find a place."
Maki Zen'in excitedly led Chu Yang to Tokyo Jujutsu High's sports field.
Interestingly, Kento Nanami also came along, standing on the sidelines with Satoru Gojo, intending to observe the match.
Satoru Gojo smiled at Kento Nanami and said, "Maki is only a Grade 4 Jujutsu Sorcerer on the surface, but if she really fights, she has the strength of a semi-Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer; she might not lose."
Kuma and the others were cheering Maki Zen'in on, and Kento Nanami watched for a moment before saying, "She will definitely lose."
Satoru Gojo grinned slyly, teasing, "Such profound trust."
Kento Nanami slowly spoke, saying meaningfully, "Gojo-senpai, you haven't seen him much since you helped him register as a Jujutsu Sorcerer last time, have you?"
"You only know about Yang's battles with Curse Spirits from the information provided by Mr. Ieiri Kiyotaka; you haven't seen them with your own eyes..."
Satoru Gojo scratched his head and regretfully said, "From your tone, it sounds like I missed something very interesting."
Kento Nanami stretched his neck and said, "Just watch, you'll understand what I mean soon."
Satoru Gojo turned around, watching the two on the sports field.
"Mr. Chu Yang is already a professional Jujutsu Sorcerer. Is it alright if I use cursed tools to fight you?"
There was a large bag at Maki Zen'in's feet, seemingly filled with many cursed tools.
Chu Yang nodded, agreeing to her suggestion.
If she didn't use cursed tools, Maki Zen'in probably wouldn't last even a second against him.
Chu Yang kindly reminded her, "You'd best wear protective gear."
Maki Zen'in took a deep breath. This reminder somewhat angered her; if the other party didn't think the strength gap was too great, why would he tell her to wear protective gear?
Clang~
Maki Zen'in pulled a naginata from the bag, thick cursed energy surging from it. This naginata was strong, whether against Curse Spirits or Jujutsu.
It was considered a top-grade item in Maki Zen'in's collection.
It was clear she took this battle very seriously.
Chu Yang slightly turned his body, gesturing for her to attack.
Maki Zen'in's expression darkened. She stepped forward, and in an instant, her figure was like a ghost.
The naginata drew a semicircle in the air, slashing diagonally towards Chu Yang's chest and abdomen.
Chu Yang lightly leaped, and the naginata slid beneath his feet.
The next moment.
Maki Zen'in seized the opening Chu Yang presented in mid-air, raised both hands, and swept the naginata upwards.
The blade aimed directly at Chu Yang's lower body vitals.
"That's too much!"
Chu Yang shouted, twisting his waist, flipping upside down, and extending his hand to pinch the naginata with two fingers.
With a forceful twist.
The top-grade cursed tool naginata shattered instantly, like a poorly made toy from a street stall.
Maki Zen'in's pupils sharply contracted.
The cheering from the sidelines also abruptly stopped.
The two boys and Kuma also widened their eyes, somewhat at a loss.
"Just now... he didn't use cursed energy to reinforce his body."
Satoru Gojo pulled down the blindfold over his eyes, observing Chu Yang's fight through the gap.
"Pure physical strength."
Kento Nanami calmly added.
Satoru Gojo knew Chu Yang's physical talent was excellent and had even compared him to Toji Fushiguro.
However, Satoru Gojo hadn't expected him to realize his talent so quickly.
After losing the naginata, Maki Zen'in didn't immediately switch to another cursed tool.
Instead, she charged directly at Chu Yang, intending to engage him in close combat.
Without the heavy naginata, Maki Zen'in's movement speed increased by a few points.
She first feigned an attack from the front, faking Chu Yang out, then quickly moved to his weak side, punching his liver area at the waist.
Commonly known as the "Liver Buster Punch" in the martial arts world.
Chu Yang was speechless. This woman either attacked his lower body vitals or aimed for his liver and kidneys, every move targeting crucial areas.
One slip-up and he'd be a eunuch for the rest of his life.
Damn it!
Time for Armament Haki!
When Maki Zen'in hit Chu Yang's waist, her face first lit up with joy.
Then it suddenly turned pale, as if she had encountered unbearable pain.
At the same time, a crisp sound of bone cracking rang out.
Maki Zen'in let out a muffled grunt, retreated a few steps, and angrily said, "Do you have protective gear under your clothes?"
Chu Yang smiled, directly taking off his upper body clothing, revealing his muscular physique.
No protective gear!
Maki Zen'in couldn't believe it. How could a human body be so hard?
"I told you to wear protective gear. You didn't listen, and now you're injured. Do you still want to fight?"
Chu Yang yawned; those few exchanges weren't even a warm-up.
Maki Zen'in gritted her teeth and spat out one word.
"Fight!"
96. Chapter 96: Both a God and a Devil!
96.
Maki Zen'in, with an injured arm, took out another cursed tool from the bag. She still didn't take out any protective gear, but instead, she picked up a katana.
"Why doesn't she know how to adapt at all...?"
Satoru Gojo rubbed his forehead helplessly, but a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
Often, it's stubbornness that allows a person to go further, to reach the peak.
Chu Yang also admired her attitude and decided to spar with her. If she could comprehend something, it would be her good fortune.
"Give me a sword."
Chu Yang's words made Maki Zen'in's eyes light up. She hurriedly handed the katana in her hand to Chu Yang, then took another sword from the bag herself.
The two fought again.
Chu Yang voluntarily restrained nearly ninety percent of his power; otherwise, he would still knock her out in one move.
Maki Zen'in was very cautious this time, unlike her wide, sweeping movements with the naginata. Instead, she stayed outside Chu Yang's attack range.
But Maki Zen'in didn't know what level Chu Yang's sword skills had reached.
Even without using Observation Haki, just by looking at her stance, Chu Yang could predict her next move.
On the surface, it looked like an even match, but Satoru Gojo noticed something amiss: Chu Yang's movements were too relaxed, as if he was always waiting for Maki Zen'in's katana to come at him.
"This guy doesn't just specialize in hand-to-hand combat; his swordsmanship is also quite high... No, his swordsmanship is too strong!"
As he spoke, Satoru Gojo saw Chu Yang unleash a slash several meters long, carving a deep gash in the sports field's grass.
"Whoa, whoa, you're kidding, right? That power is already comparable to Jujutsu!"
Satoru Gojo gradually became excited, as if he had discovered incredible gossip.
"A casual slash has this kind of power; it's hard to imagine this kid was just an ordinary office worker a few months ago..."
Even Kento Nanami was no longer calm, instinctively leaning forward to carefully observe the battlefield.
"So amazing!"
Okkotsu Yuta's eyes glowed!
Chu Yang's fighting style was not only suitable for Maki Zen'in but also for him. When he reinforced his body with cursed energy, his strength could barely keep up with the opponent's.
"Maki is really excited. Her arm is clearly injured, but her movements are still so wide."
Kuma was worried but also full of emotion. As a friend, he clearly knew how much this battle would change Maki Zen'in.
At first, he thought it was an evenly matched sparring session where they could learn from each other, but the reality was completely different.
The close-combat techniques Chu Yang displayed were the strongest Kuma had ever seen, bar none. As someone who also specialized in close combat, he benefited greatly.
"Octopus."
Toge Inumaki nodded.
Maki Zen'in was indeed in a very excited state. The possibilities Chu Yang displayed allowed her to see her own future.
After only ten minutes, the intense battle gradually pushed Maki Zen'in to her limit. Her arm was swollen, and a fracture was certain.
Chu Yang prepared to stop. If they continued, the other party might suffer irreversible injuries.
Throughout the battle, he first used the sword fighting style of the Pirate World, then the sword techniques of the Demon Slayer World, and finally, the Zanjutsu of the Soul Society.