The fight continued across the beach.
Takeru and the god-like young man moved faster than most of the people watching could follow.
Punches.
Kicks.
Blocks.
Counters.
Every collision sent sand flying.
The young man rushed forward.
BOOM!
Takeru blocked a punch.
Another came immediately after.
Takeru ducked.
A kick followed.
He jumped over it.
Takeru landed several feet away.
The young man grinned.
"You're good."
Takeru smiled back.
"Thanks."
He suddenly lowered his stance.
The young man's expression changed.
"…What are you doing?"
Takeru's cursed energy began gathering around his body.
"Something fun."
He stepped forward.
Then spun.
His entire body rotated rapidly.
His leg whipped around in a devastating spinning heel kick.
BLACK MASS.
The kick slammed directly into the young man's jaw.
BOOOOOOM!
Cursed energy detonated at the point of impact.
The shockwave tore across the beach.
Sand erupted into the air.
The young man was launched backward like a projectile.
CRASH!
He slammed into the sand and carved a long trench through the beach.
Everyone stared.
Yuji's jaw dropped.
"WHAT WAS THAT?!"
Hakari grinned.
"That was a kick!"
Maki narrowed her eyes.
"No kidding."
One of the Gojo's watched the crater.
"That was nasty."
Takeru slowly lowered his leg.
He looked toward the enormous trail in the sand.
"…Yep."
He grinned.
"That was a good one."
The sand shifted.
The young man slowly stood.
His hair was messier now.
He wiped a little sand from his cheek.
Then he smiled.
"Black Mass."
Takeru nodded.
"Wrestling move."
The young man cracked his neck.
"I like it."
Takeru's smile widened.
"Good."
His cursed energy surged again.
"Because I have plenty more."
The young man lowered his stance.
"Then show me."
Takeru grinned.
"Gladly."
The two charged again.