Yuki Tsukumo glanced at Yoshinobu Gakuganji. "Are these the three genius boys you mentioned?"
Yoshinobu Gakuganji's eye twitched, causing the wrinkles across his face to ripple.
"You two bastards... someone's coming!"
Gojo Akira suddenly noticed a large group of people appearing in front of the teaching building and growled in a low voice.
Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru snapped back to their senses and immediately let go of each other.
The three of them quickly stood up, patting the dust off their clothes, wiped their bloody noses, put on their cracked sunglasses, and looked around guiltily.
Playing dumb... The scene was once very quiet, so quiet it was somewhat awkward.
"Oh! Yaga-Sensei, you're here too!"
Gojo Satoru suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye and waved heartlessly while shouting.
In the crowd, Masamichi Yaga, who was trying his best to lower his presence, stiffened.
Facing the scrutinizing gazes from everyone, Masamichi Yaga said nothing, maintaining his stern expression.
On the surface, he was calm, but in reality, his mind had already checked out a while ago.
Not just Masamichi Yaga; the Higher-Ups of the Gojo Family were also experiencing a massive headache at this moment.
Zen'in Ogi, the clan elder sent by the Zen'in Family this time, said sharply:
"Is this the upbringing of the Gojo Family? For the legitimate son of the prestigious Big Three Families to brawling in public regardless of his image—where is the decorum?"
Although he felt very annoyed, Geto Suguru knew this man was a high-ranking member of The Big Three Families.
As someone not from a sorcerer family, he had neither the capital nor the standing to talk back, so he could only respond with an expressionless face.
In contrast, Gojo Satoru displayed the playboy attitude of the Gojo Family heir, looking at Zen'in Ogi with disdain and spitting on the ground.
"Insolent brat!"
Zen'in Ogi's old face twitched, just about to lose his temper.
Beside him, Gojo Akira patted Gojo Satoru's head.
"My foolish otouto! This is an elder of The Big Three Families; as a junior, you should mind your manners!"
Hearing this, Zen'in Ogi puffed himself up. "Finally, a junior who understands etiquette..."
Before he could finish, Gojo Akira continued:
"After all, with that scrawny frame of his, it's clear he doesn't have many years left to live. We young people should at least be considerate!"
"You..."
Zen'in Ogi choked, nearly drawing his sword to go berserk.
"Hahahaha..."
Yuki Tsukumo, standing to the side, clutched her stomach and laughed without restraint.
She had long been annoyed by these old men, but unfortunately, it was inconvenient to lash out due to her status.
Now she truly envied Gojo Akira for having such a poisonous tongue that could insult people without using a single dirty word.
"Alright, stop arguing. Don't forget we've all gathered here for the Goodwill Event between the two schools!"
Gakuganji coughed twice and said indifferently.
Hearing this, Zen'in Ogi took a deep breath and closed his eyes to rest, no longer pursuing the matter.
Soon, Tokyo Jujutsu High and Kyoto Jujutsu High formed their respective lines.
Compared to Kyoto Jujutsu High's team of over twenty people, Gojo Akira's team of a mere three looked quite pathetic.
"Within the competition area, several Grade 3 Cursed Spirits have been placed, along with one Grade 2 Cursed Spirit of terrifying strength!"
"The rules are: the team that exorcises the Grade 2 Cursed Spirit first wins. If neither side exorcises it within the time limit, the side that exorcised more Grade 3 Cursed Spirits wins!"
"Additionally, provided no lives are endangered, hindering or interfering with the opponent is allowed, as is causing the opponent to temporarily lose combat capability and withdraw early!"
Masamichi Yaga announced loudly.
He then glanced at the drowsy trio of Gojo Akira and his companions, his face inevitably darkening.
"Dismissed!"
With the command, the twenty-plus students from Kyoto Jujutsu High rushed into the dense forest in unison.
Gojo Akira and the other two looked at each other, then turned around together, swaying listlessly as they strolled into the competition grounds.
"onii-chan, did you bring any snacks? I'm hungry!"
"Shut up, Satoru. I still haven't settled the score with you for stealing my hagiki last time!"
"I really can't imagine how you two don't get sick of eating sweets all day. Soba is clearly infinitely more delicious!"
"All you savory-lovers get out!"
The three chatted as they walked.
Suddenly, a streak of blood shot out like an arrow, aimed directly at the center of Gojo Akira's back.
Ding!!!
However, the blood streak shattered instantly about twenty centimeters away from Akira, as if hitting an invisible wall.
The three stopped and looked back listlessly.
A group of four—two from the Zen'in Family and two from the Kamo Family—slowly stepped out from behind the trees.
One of the Kamo members had a smile on his face, clapping his hands repeatedly, seemingly satisfied with Gojo Akira's performance just now.
"As expected of the Gojo Family's six eyes twins, the Limitless technique is truly excellent!"
Gojo Akira chuckled. "You're not bad either!"
Kamo Atsushi's brow twitched. "Was my attack just now that impressive to you?"
"No, I'm saying you have great taste in what to admire!"
"..."
Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru stifled their laughter nearby.
Kamo Atsushi turned red with rage. "Dammit! Don't you look down on people! Look closely, this is the Kamo Family's inherited technique!"
"Blood Manipulation: Piercing Blood!"
Kamo Atsushi pressed his hands together, and a fine line of blood shot out like a bullet.
Seeing this, Gojo Akira raised his right hand and flicked his middle finger, instantly sending the blood streak flying away.
"What?"
Kamo Atsushi was pale with shock.
"Don't be surprised yet, let me be surprised first!"
Gojo Akira raised an eyebrow and asked, "As far as I know, the Kamo Family hasn't produced a clansman capable of using 'Blood Manipulation' yet, have they?"
Kamo Atsushi grinned coldly. "That's just your ignorance! Muneharu!"
"Got it!"
Another Kamo clansman behind Kamo Atsushi, Kamo Muneharu, formed hand seals, and countless droplets of blood appeared around him.
"Blood Manipulation: Slicing Exorcism!" x2
At the same time, the two Zen'in clansmen moved as well.
The shadows around them squirmed like living things until they transformed into two shikigami!
"Ten Shadows Technique: Divine Dogs!" x2
The trio of Gojo Akira and his friends were stunned. "Are you kidding me?!"
Following the appearance of a 'Blood Manipulation' user in the Kamo Family, the Zen'in Family also produced 'Ten Shadows' users?
Are these things like cabbages, just popping up whenever you want?
"Wait, no!"
Gojo Akira noticed that these Divine Dogs were very different from the ones Megumi Fushiguro summoned.
Their fur was mottled, their limbs slightly deformed, their eyes vacant, and their mouths full of drool—it was as if they were infected with a zombie virus.
This is supposed to be Divine Dogs? Calling them stray mutts would be an overstatement!
Moreover, their power was pathetic; they were swallowed by Geto Suguru's sand worm before they could even get close.
"Also, this Blood Manipulation..."
The Slicing Exorcism hit the Limitless technique and collapsed almost instantly.
Geto Suguru summoned a defensive Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, which easily blocked the attack.
These so-called 'Blood Manipulation' and 'Ten Shadows' techniques seemed excessively weak.
Geto Suguru frowned.
"If these are the Blood Manipulation and Ten Shadows Techniques that are supposed to be on par with Limitless, they're a bit of a disappointment!"
Gojo Akira rubbed his chin and commented, "It's like an emasculated version!"
Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement. "Then they should be called Pseudo-Blood Manipulation and Pseudo-Ten Shadows!"