Gojo Satoru actually survived, which was beyond Fushiki's expectation.

He has no fear. If he can kill the opponent once, he will have the confidence to kill him a second time, until Gojo Satoru never gets up.

"The reason for failure? The battle has just begun, kid!"

He drew out the Tennibo with one hand and wanted to fight the proud man of this era again.

"Really? That's right!"

Gojo Satoru's state is really different, he looks crazy, like a madman, opening his arms as if to embrace the whole world.

Fuhei Shi'er said nothing and continued to charge forward with a ferocious face.

The unparalleled body of Tian Yu Tyrant was vividly displayed at this moment. In just one breath, he was in front of his opponent. The Ten Ni Hoko in his hand turned into the most deadly weapon and continuously stabbed Gojo Satoru.

But the other party has really become very different, and has mastered the core of the spell.

Gojo Satoru completed the compression of space when Fushiji was completely unaware of it, and detoured behind Fushiji at a faster speed than Fushiji.

No, this is no longer speed, but instantaneous movement.

By compressing the distance between the starting point and the end point to the extreme, you can span several kilometers in one step, which is incredibly fast.

Even Fushiguro Shiji was shocked and speechless by Gojo Satoru's performance.

"Spell reversal."

"Hah!"

Gojo Satoru aimed at Fushikiji with one hand, stood upside down, and completed the reversal of the technique that he had never been able to successfully perform before.

It was as simple as snapping his fingers, and a huge energy impact swept over him like a huge wave.

All the cells in Fushihei's body sent out danger signals at this moment, causing him to immediately raise the Tennihoho to resist, but he was still hit a hundred meters away.

"What a monster."

Fuheishier hit the hard wall with his head, and blood was already bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was injured with just one blow, but he could still fight.

He could see that the Gojo Satoru in front of him had evolved and mastered the secret or truth of the power of the curse.

Knocking himself back with one blow, Gojo Satoru was not happy about it. He was intoxicated in the world of spell power and Jujutsu, and there was nothing else in his eyes.

"There is nothing wrong with the bones. The impact just now was a reverse technique with no lower limit. The positive energy generated by the reverse technique is then injected into the technique with no lower limit."

There is no lower limit to the Gojo family's magic, and the people who know it best, apart from the Gojo family, are the Zenin family.

Because the ancestors of the family once had a war with the ancestors of the Gojo clan, and both died together in the end, the history of the Zenin family clearly records the information about the magic techniques of the Gojo clan.

First up is the power of blocking, the neutral No-Bottom Jujutsu.

Then there is the power of traction, the enhanced technique with no lower limit, Cang.

"Finally, it's the reversal of the technique that just knocked me away, He! It's the power of the bounce."

From the perspective of attack methods, the Gojo clan's spells are similar to Tendo Payne's abilities.

"No problem at all!"

Wow~

Fushiguro pulled out the Banli Lock, tied the Tennibo and started to spin, fusing the two Cursed Tools together and using them.

The enemy is very strong, but he is still confident of defeating it.

"Kill you!"

Fushikiji waved the Ten Thousand Mile Lock in his hand towards Gojo Satoru who seemed to be sleeping in mid-air.

"Why are you so persistent with Gojo Satoru."

At this time, he suddenly thought of the conversation between Luo Cheng and himself not long ago.

My answer at that time was to prove my worth to the Zenin clan and that his existence was not meaningless.

But apart from that, there is one more thing Fuheisher didn’t say.

He could foresee that Gojo Satoru would become Luo Cheng's biggest opponent.

If you want to kill Gojo Satoru along the way, it will be over!

He wielded the Banri Lock, which was extremely difficult to control. It looked like it had eyes in his hand, like a spiritual snake that kept attacking Gojo Satoru at tricky angles.

But it was useless.

Gojo Satoru has mastered the core of Jujutsu, and his understanding of magic power and Jujutsu has reached a new level, dominating the entire Jujutsu world.

The best proof is that he easily conquered the "H" technique, which he had always been unable to master before.

As if he couldn't see the crisis, he gently twisted his body in mid-air, but strangely neutralized all Fuheishier's attacks.

Even when facing a powerful enemy like Fushiki Shiji, what he was thinking about was not how to defeat his opponent, but Riko Tenuchi who was probably dead.

"I'm sorry, Tiannei, I'm not angry for you now, nor do I hate anyone. I just simply feel that this world makes me extremely comfortable."

The sun is warm, the lake is clear, the breeze is comfortable, the insects are chirping and the birds are chirping, like a beautiful symphony...

Gojo Satoru devoted his whole body and soul to this world, immersed in it, and felt a sense of joy that he had never felt since he was born.

He was covered in blood, and the scar on his forehead that was punched by Fuheishi'er had not fully recovered. The scar was very scary.

But Gojo Satoru smiled at this moment, laughing from the bottom of his heart.

He pointed to the sky and the ground, completely ignoring the enemy.

"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven!"

This little devil.

Fuheishier gritted his teeth and was no longer calm. His overly sharp senses made him aware of a big crisis.

Forcing him to attack desperately, there is a feeling that if Gojo Satoru is not killed immediately, it will all be over.

"The advantage of a technique that has been passed down from generation to generation is that there are instructions for use, so there are fewer detours."

"The disadvantage is that the information about the technique is easily leaked. You are from the Zenin family, so no wonder you know so much about unlimited techniques."

"But what comes next, even among the Gojo family, only a very few people know about it."

At this moment, time seemed to have stopped. Gojo Satoru slowly raised his hand, pointed it in the direction of Fushire, and flicked it gently.

"Xu Shi, Chu!"

Buzz~

With one blow, it seemed as if even the heaven and earth changed color. Fuheishier sensed great danger, but his body could not move.

No, it's not that I can't move, it's that I don't have time to dodge.

In a daze, Fuheishier saw his deceased wife holding their newborn child with a happy smile on her face.

He knew it was a revolving door.

The beautiful memories buried deep in the heart that a person recalls before his death are also regrets.

"do you died?"

Boom~

A huge wave erupted, and Gojo Satoru penetrated the Panxing Cult with just one blow, including Fushi Shir's body.

Wow~

Wanlisuo fell weakly, and Fuheishier came back to his senses from the world of memories, feeling a pain, and half of his body was exploded.

"Any last words?"

"No."

Fuheishier lost, but his style remained the same, as free and easy as if the person who died was not himself, but his opponent.

But immediately, he remembered the son who was about to be sold to the Zenin family.

Maybe it would be better to leave it to this guy.

"In two or three years, my child will be sold to the Zenin family, and you can do whatever you want."

"Also, don't cremate my body so quickly."

Luo Cheng, if it were you, you would definitely be able to see his strongest technique through this scar.

I’d better leave this monster to you, Luo Cheng!

Accept it, this is the last "legacy" I leave to you.

"I'll wait for you in hell, Gojo kid." After saying these last words, Fuheshier died completely.

Before leaving this world, all he left to Gojo Satoru was a smiling face.

There is also the final "legacy" given to Luocheng.

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