Chapter 303: Strong Body

Faced with Satoshi's overwhelming strength, Satoru had to carefully track every point where his brother's Zanpakutō landed.

Infinity slowed the speed of the Zanpakutō.

But there was a detail others missed that made Satoru uneasy.

He noticed that with each strike from Satoshi, the distance between them kept shrinking.

Satoru instantly understood what his brother was trying to do.

The opponent was using supersonic-speed Zanjutsu to repeatedly strike the same point, attempting to create a spatial rupture.

In short, Satoshi was using his Zanpakutō to adapt to Infinity.

The moment he realized this, Satoru felt a deep chill.

Satoshi wants to break through my Infinity. Is that something a human can even do?

His expression turned grim.

There was no denying it—every clash of their blades sent space vibrating around him. It felt like, with the next blow, that unreachable barrier might finally break.

He had no idea where Satoshi got such a crazy idea, but the intensity of the moment left him no room for distraction.

"But I'm ready too!" Satoru whispered. His fingers formed a gun-like gesture, and cursed energy suddenly surged out, forcing Satoshi back.

This kind of high-intensity battle was beginning to overload his Six Eyes.

A throbbing pain rose from the back of his head.

But it wasn't only because he was on the defensive.

Satoru smiled slightly, narrowing his eyes as he looked at his younger brother. "Satoshi, you really are just like me. Even with Infinity, I can't let my guard down for a second."

He had expected to be pushed back from the start.

He'd even resisted the urge to call Suguru in.

He wanted to see for himself—just how wide the gap between them truly was.

Not to mention, even in a one-on-one, he still had a chance.

"Like now!" Satoru's Six Eyes gleamed bright blue.

An immense surge of cursed energy burst from his body, weaving through the air like threads of a spider web.

In the next instant, Satoru vanished with a tap of his toe.

When he reappeared, he was already pressed up against Satoshi, instantly locking his body with a grappling technique.

Satoru's smile widened.

At the same time, a spell circle flared to life in his hand—he had completed the incantation without anyone noticing.

"Don't underestimate your brother, Satoshi."

Caught by surprise, Satoshi's expression shifted slightly.

When did he cast it? Even my Six Eyes didn't detect it.

Normally, a powerful spell required an activation process to replenish cursed energy—even for someone like Satoru, with unparalleled energy efficiency.

But Satoshi possessed Six Eyes.

He was hypersensitive to fluctuations in cursed energy. It often affected his battlefield judgment.

Even caused dependency.

Satoru knew this and exploited it.

He had devised a feint that could hide all signs of cursed energy buildup.

A surge of danger ran through Satoshi's body, refined by Heavenly Restriction.

Things are getting interesting.

With his body immobilized, dodging wasn't an option.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking about activating his Bankai—but immediately dismissed the thought.

Unleashing Bankai recklessly could cause frostbite. With Satoru so close, it would be difficult to avoid injuring him as well.

Since I can't dodge, I'll just take it.

The scene unfolding before the spectators left countless people stunned.

Swoosh! Satoru's hand slashed through the air as he triggered the cursed technique.

A massive burst of cursed energy struck Satoshi's back with a deafening impact.

Boom! A spell explosion echoed out.

The force of the cursed energy blast sent Satoshi flying like a broken kite.

His Zanpakutō dropped to the ground with a clang.

Shoko turned pale and rushed forward.

Suguru extended a hand to stop her. "Don't worry. Satoshi's body will be fine."

"This guy, Satoru, targeted his Six Eyes specifically. That concealed technique sacrificed raw power for stealth."

Hearing that, Shoko breathed a little easier.

She knew this was the result of Satoru's intensive training.

When using Infinity, part of the excess cursed energy output was refined into threads.

And redirected.

To others, it would've been a waste of cursed energy.

But for Satoru, it was an external storage unit that could be instantly mobilized for attacks.

For problem children like Satoru and Suguru, a monster like Satoshi had always been like a sword of Damocles hanging above their heads.

It kept them from slacking for even a moment.

If nothing goes wrong, the next move will be the real one. Can Satoshi handle it?

Shoko looked down with worry in her eyes.

"..."

Satoru stood still, eyes fixed on Satoshi's flying form.

He knew.

That attack had sacrificed cursed energy output for speed—an ordinary Grade 1 sorcerer would be incapacitated by it.

All of his prior setup and misdirection had been to land this single blow. One that might truly defeat Satoshi.

The next moment, Satoru pressed his palms together and began chanting a spell rapidly.

Clad in his black Jujutsu High uniform, he turned into a black blur, chasing after the flying form of his brother.

The only sound he heard was the deafening howl of the wind.

"..."

Satoshi looked at the approaching Satoru in surprise.

He didn't expect his idiot brother to fool even his Six Eyes.

That illusion... reminded him of that virtual technique used against Sukuna in the original timeline—Cursed Technique Reversal: Red.

To be able to hide his cursed energy buildup like that…

He had to admit, Satoru was a genius.

But without pressure, it was hard to forge new techniques.

The reason he lost to Sukuna back then was precisely because of this move.

Now that his brother was giving him this pressure, the outcome would be different.

For example, that future trump card meant to face Sukuna—he had already mastered it, even as a first-year high school student.

Satoshi was satisfied with that.

"Satoru, you've improved a lot lately." Satoshi glanced at him and smiled faintly.

"Haha, and this isn't even all of it, Satoshi!" Satoru had already flashed in front of him again.

(To be continued.)

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