"Next up—Match Seven. The jujutsu world will send out a contestant first.
Friendly reminder: if the jujutsu side loses this match, the exchange tournant will end early."
Asam offered the warning clearly.
"Mr. Kusakabe, what's your take on the current situation?"
Kusakabe showed no particular concern as he replied calmly,
"There's no denying that the Simurian warriors are extrely strong. Even if the jujutsu world loses this match, it would be understandable. That said… I believe we still have a chance to turn things around."
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In the stands, Nobara Kugisaki shot a glance at the two people beside her.
"So, are you guys going or not? If no one's stepping up, I'll go myself. I can't stand watching a score this miserable."
Losing 6–2, with one point coming only from the youth division, would be humiliating.
The adult division—supposedly the seniors—having secured just one win in front of the younger generation? That was beyond embarrassing.
"I'll take this one."
Yuji Itadori stood up and headed toward the arena.
"Nobara's right. We can't let it stay this ugly—especially with the students watching."
Even if a bigger battle awaited later today, right now he needed to set an example.
"Go get 'em, little brother!"
"Best friend! You're finally stepping onto the stage! Carry our burning emotions and crush your opponent!"
Choso and Aoi Tōdō imdiately started shouting encouragent the mont Yuji entered the field.
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"The jujutsu side has sent out their contestant," Asam announced.
"Mr. Kusakabe, please introduce the fighter."
Kusakabe nodded slightly.
"The current competitor is Yuji Itadori—a teacher at Tokyo Jujutsu High, and also a Special Grade sorcerer."
"A Special Grade?!"
Asam's eyes widened, as did those of the Simurian audience.
"It looks like the jujutsu world is finally launching a counterattack! A Special Grade sorcerer has entered the arena! Are the Simurian warriors ready?"
This was the first ti the jujutsu world had deployed a Special Grade in the exchange tournant.
The crowd buzzed with anticipation—just how would a human Special Grade compare to a Simurian elite?
Boom!
From the Simurian side, a towering figure—nearly three ters tall—leapt straight down from the stands.
He crashed onto the arena floor in front of Yuji, the impact cracking the ground beneath his feet.
"The Simurian side has answered with a heavyweight of their own!" Asam shouted.
"Caesard—ranked among the top three elite warriors of Simurian!
He possesses overwhelming strength and defense, and is revered on his howorld as the Peerless God of War!"
"That guy…" soone muttered from the stands.
"He looks insanely strong."
Kaon and the others felt the pressure the mont they saw Caesard's towering, giant-like fra.
Even from this distance, the sheer density of his cursed energy was suffocating.
"Teacher Itadori… he can win, right?"
Kaguya and the others spoke with a trace of uncertainty.
After all, they didn't truly know Yuji's full strength—nor did they understand just how terrifying this opponent might be.
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On the battlefield, Yuji looked up at the giant before him, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"…You're really tall."
"Let's begin," Caesard said coldly, his voice brimming with pure killing intent.
"I hope you can withstand my attacks."
There was no pointless banter.
Like a born warrior, Caesard existed solely to crush his enemy.
He swung a fist larger than a basketball, his massive body dropping into a bow stance.
A layer of blue-green material spread across his skin, hardening like stone, before he smashed his punch toward Yuji.
Yuji kicked off the ground and t it head-on, clenching his fist.
As a forr athlete, he had never feared a clash of fists—
even if his opponent was a giant.
"Black Flash!"
The instant their fists collided, black-and-red lightning detonated outward.
Space warped violently as a deafening shockwave erupted.
Both fighters were blasted backward.
Caesard's eyes widened in shock.
The rocky armor around his fist had partially shattered—this was the first ti he'd ever encountered soone who could rival his strength.
Yuji was just as stunned.
A Black Flash amplified his strike by 2.5 tis, yet his opponent wasn't injured.
So that's his technique… hardened skin?
It felt like punching solid bedrock.
"Again!" Caesard roared.
His massive body surged forward with astonishing speed.
Despite his bulk, he moved like a perfectly balanced all-rounder—strength, speed, durability, all maxed out.
Yuji responded instantly.
A circular halo appeared behind his back, six cicada-thin wings unfolding from it.
With a single vibration, his speed skyrocketed.
This was the power of the Cursed Womb: Death Painting—
Yuji possessed nine distinct techniques.
"Black Flash!"
Another explosive strike.
Despite his many abilities, Yuji preferred raw, direct combat—
and judging by the look of it, this giant did too.
The two clashed relentlessly.
Caesard expanded his technique across his entire body, encasing himself in an unbreakable layer of stone, transforming into a living rock golem.
Yuji answered with sheer madness—
Ten consecutive Black Flashes.
The barrage pulverized Caesard's arms completely.
After the final exchange, Caesard was forced to retreat, his expression grave as he hurriedly activated Reverse Cursed Technique to restore his shattered limbs.
He had never imagined anyone's fists could be harder than his own.
Yuji, anwhile, quietly exhaled.
Blood seeped from his knuckles as his hands trembled slightly.
Ten Black Flashes in a row—combined with punching sothing that felt like reinforced concrete—was pushing even his athletic body to its limits.
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"What an incredible clash!" Asam shouted.
"Caesard has actually lost in a contest of pure strength! It seems the jujutsu world's Special Grade sorcerers truly live up to their reputation!"
The Simurian comntator and spectators were stunned.
How could such a small human body unleash power this terrifying?
"T-teacher Itadori just landed ten consecutive Black Flashes?!"
Kaon stared in disbelief.
She had personally experienced how hard it was to trigger even one Black Flash.
To chain them required absurd control, perfect timing, unwavering focus—and luck.
"I've heard that Teacher Itadori holds the jujutsu world's record for Black Flash,"
Okkotsu Kaguya said in awe.
"Seeing it now… I believe it."
Gojo Kamui nodded silently.
A true Black Flash specialist.
With this level of mastery alone, Yuji Itadori more than deserved his title as a Special Grade.
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"Let's continue!" Caesard roared.
Cursed energy surged violently as his body expanded once more.
Ancient, cracked stone layered over his skin, thicker than before.
He slamd both palms into the ground.
The earth trembled.
Jagged stone spikes erupted beneath Yuji's feet.
Yuji reacted instantly, rolling several tis to evade as the wings on his back flared, lifting him into the air.
But the attack didn't stop.
Razor-sharp stone pillars chased him upward like living serpents, bending and twisting through the air.
Suspended above the battlefield, Yuji relied on sharp movent and precise positioning, narrowly dodging the relentless stone serpents snapping at him.
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