Their styles were vastly different, yet they led to the same destination; it was just unknown if Maki Zen'in understood this principle.
Perhaps due to physical exhaustion, Maki Zen'in fell during her retreat, and Kuma and others watching immediately rushed forward to check on her injuries, simultaneously signaling the end of the battle.
Satoru Gojo and Kento Nanami also walked to the center of the sports field.
"Excuse me, everyone, please make way."
Satoru Gojo pushed aside Kuma, who was blocking his way, and bent down to cover Maki Zen'in's injured arm with cursed energy. A miraculous scene unfolded: the swelling slowly disappeared, and her arm returned to its normal size.
"Reverse Cursed Technique, the principle is similar to two negatives making a positive, allowing cursed energy to gain healing effects."
Chu Yang observed the healing process with focused attention.
Reverse Cursed Technique is not a jujutsu, but a method of using cursed energy, extremely complex, second only in difficulty to Black Flash, with very few people understanding it.
Most of them can only use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal themselves; currently, only Satoru Gojo and Shoko Ieiri can actively heal others.
In the future, Okkotsu Yuta, and Ryomen Sukuna, who is the Cursed King, will also be able to.
From the perspective of healing effectiveness, Reverse Cursed Technique is still stronger than Chu Yang's life force healing; even fatal injuries that penetrate the brain can be healed instantly.
After healing Maki Zen'in, Satoru Gojo stood up and stretched, teasing, "You weren't by any chance a genius kendo prodigy during your school days, were you?"
Chu Yang self-deprecatingly said, "If I really had that kind of persona, would I have fallen to the point of being a corporate slave?"
"That's true," Satoru Gojo nodded, smiling with narrowed eyes, "In just a few months, your accumulated combat experience and techniques are superior to those Jujutsu Sorcerers who have lived for decades; it's truly astonishing. If this continues, you might even surpass me soon..."
Chu Yang sneered, "On the surface, you're praising me, but in reality, you're praising yourself. You're truly shameless."
"Hahahaha," Satoru Gojo burst into laughter.
Kento Nanami shook his head and turned to leave.
He found it utterly repulsive to spend even one more second beside Satoru Gojo.
"Nanami is gone, aren't you leaving?" Satoru Gojo looked at Chu Yang.
"I'm tired, I'm going to rest here. For protecting Tokyo, you seniors can work hard for me. I'm taking the day off."
Chu Yang waved his hand.
"The more Curse Spirits you exorcise on this mission, the more bonus money you get. It's rare for a money-grubber like you to give up."
"Senior, do you know what corporate slaves hate the most?"
"I know that, Nanami said it's overtime!"
"Correct! By the way, I just applied for leave last night, and it was canceled this morning, so I'm not in a very good mood right now."
"I understand what you mean then." Satoru Gojo expressed deep sympathy for this, then turned to Kuma and the others and instructed, "Take Maki to rest, and prepare a place for him to sleep."
Geto Suguru's Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, in Satoru Gojo's view, was nothing special. Even if Chu Yang didn't participate, the outcome wouldn't be any different, which is why he said it was a war the opponent was bound to lose.
No one knew Geto Suguru's target was Okkotsu Yuta.
Similarly, no one knew Chu Yang's target was Geto Suguru!
Time flew by.
December 24, 2017.
Christmas Eve.
Shinjuku and Kyoto.
The streets, which should have been livelier than usual, were now empty, with only a large number of Jujutsu Sorcerers standing by in full readiness.
Most of the second-year students from Tokyo Jujutsu High were in Kyoto, cooperating with Kyoto Jujutsu High.
Only Toge Inumaki and Kuma were dispatched to Shinjuku, serving as backup with the older students.
Satoru Gojo and Yaga Masamichi were also here.
The sky was dim.
Under the dreamlike neon lights, in the dark corners of the city, the scent of curses grew stronger.
Eerie laughter echoed abruptly through the streets, and Curse Spirits swarmed, continuously attacking like a tide.
Yaga Masamichi reminded the Jujutsu Sorcerers participating in the operation to try to avoid damaging infrastructure as much as possible.
"If you encounter ordinary people who haven't had time to escape, protect them and get them out immediately; do not linger in battle."
"Finally, exorcise all Curse Spirits!"
"Action!"
Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Okkotsu Yuta and Maki Zen'in were chatting in the classroom; one was forbidden from participating in the operation, and the other was recuperating from injuries.
Suddenly.
Both looked out the window at the same time.
The sky above Tokyo Jujutsu High was gradually covered by a black film.
This was the most commonly used barrier in the jujutsu world, the "Curtain."
The caster could freely set entry and exit conditions; those who did not meet the conditions could not enter the barrier.
The strength of the barrier was determined by the Jujutsu Sorcerer's ability.
Geto Suguru had already arrived at Tokyo Jujutsu High, his target directly being Okkotsu Yuta.
As long as he killed the other party, he would obtain the Special Grade Curse Spirit—Rika Orimoto.
Seeing someone invade Tokyo Jujutsu High, Maki Zen'in returned to her room to search for cursed tools, suddenly remembering that her most convenient naginata had been crushed by Chu Yang's bare hands a few days ago.
Then, she looked towards the katana, Chu Yang's astonishing sword skills flashing through her mind.
"Then I'll give it a try!"
Maki Zen'in took a deep breath, grabbed the katana, and rushed out of the room. After running down the stairs for a few steps, she happened to meet Chu Yang.
"Go back and rest."
Chu Yang directly took the cursed tool from her hand and left without looking back.
Maki Zen'in watched Chu Yang's retreating back, standing still in a daze.
It wasn't that Chu Yang was concerned about her safety, fearing she would be killed by Geto Suguru, but rather that he had to end the battle before Satoru Gojo arrived, and there was no time to waste.
Otherwise, Geto Suguru would surely die.
With Observation Haki overlapping the range of the Curtain, Chu Yang found Geto Suguru's location; he was heading towards the Tokyo Jujutsu High classroom.
The next moment, Chu Yang's figure flashed, and he was already standing at the end of the road, waiting for him.
Looking at Chu Yang, who had appeared out of thin air, Geto Suguru was unconcerned, laughing broadly, "I thought Tokyo Jujutsu High was completely empty. You don't look like a student or a teacher in your attire; are you from the logistics department?"
Chu Yang smiled slightly, "Something like that."
"Let's discuss this, you let me pass, and I'll let you live, how about it?" Geto Suguru clasped his hands in his sleeves, a smile in his eyes, looking gentle and benevolent.
"Then I'll discuss something with you too. Call me Big Brother, and I'll try to go easy on you later," Chu Yang smiled even more amiably than him.
Geto Suguru was very surprised, slightly stunned, "Do you know who I am?"
Chu Yang nodded, "The meeting a few days ago explained it quite thoroughly. A Special Grade Curse User, and a contemporary of Satoru Gojo, so you should be quite formidable."
"You don't seem like a madman, daring to speak in such a tone. I know all the Special Grade Sorcerers, and I haven't seen you..."
Geto Suguru narrowed his eyes, a half-smile on his face.
"It's normal that you don't know me, because my Grade 1 evaluation just came through."
Chu Yang replied earnestly.
This time, Geto Suguru completely lost his composure and clapped his hands, laughing loudly, "What an interesting fellow, I almost can't bear to kill you now."
Chu Yang drew his sword from its sheath, also with a smile, "Because of that sentence, I can hit you even lighter later... Hmm... I'll only use fifty percent of my strength."
Geto Suguru's laughter abruptly stopped, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent, and he coldly spat out two words, "Madman."
With a wave of his single hand, the narrow alley was immediately shrouded in black mist, and Curse Spirits continuously crawled out from within.
"There's no need for a test, it's a waste of time."
As Chu Yang's words fell, a sword light suddenly illuminated the world, sweeping through the alley. The Curse Spirits had just appeared when they were reduced to ashes under the sword light.
Geto Suguru's smile froze. He took a deep breath, gazed at Chu Yang, and asked,
"It seems you deliberately stayed here waiting for me?"
Chu Yang chuckled, saying, "I'm a very suspicious person. Most of the time, I don't even trust my own people, let alone information from the enemy's mouth."
Geto Suguru spread his hands, shaking his head helplessly, "Hey, hey, hey, at that time I was still a student at Tokyo Jujutsu High, so I couldn't be considered an enemy, right?"
Chu Yang smiled and retorted, "What if Tokyo Jujutsu High is also my enemy?"
Geto Suguru's expression became serious, and he frowned, "Who exactly are you?"
Chu Yang didn't answer, holding the sword with one hand, and beckoned to Geto Suguru with a finger.
"No matter who you are, you can't stop my plan!"
Black mist surged around Geto Suguru, the oppressive feeling completely different from before. The Curse Spirits summoned this time were clearly not Grade 2 fodder.
"This is my Special Grade Curse Spirit, Tamamo-no-Mae. Say hello to her."
Emerging from the black mist was a humanoid Curse Spirit, dressed in ancient attire, its face like a mask depicting a fake smile.
At the same time, the void rippled behind Geto Suguru, and a Curse Spirit emerged. He reached into the Curse Spirit's mouth and pulled out a three-section staff.
That was Toji Fushiguro's relic, a cursed tool named Playful Cloud, with no cursed technique on it, only pure physical power.
The stronger the user's arm strength, the more terrifying Playful Cloud's destructive power.
"Fighting alongside a summon, truly a deep bond between master and servant."
Chu Yang sarcastically remarked.
Geto Suguru dared not be careless and launched an attack with full concentration; the destructive power Chu Yang had just displayed already explained everything.
This man holding a katana was definitely a Special Grade!
"Even with cursed energy enhancement, your body still seems as fragile as paper to me."