He shook his phone: "I just received a simple supervision mission, right here in downtown Tokyo. A Grade 3 Cursed Spirit is causing trouble in the commercial district. It's a good chance for you all to practice. Itadori, Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki, Fushiguro / Megumi, the three of you go."
"Huh? Isn't Allen coming?" Itadori asked.
"Allen's strength requires a more suitable opponent. The three of you are enough to handle this small-scale situation," Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo explained. "Besides, too many people going at once can easily cause a commotion. I have other arrangements for Allen."
Upon hearing this, Itadori, Kugisaki / Nobara Kugisaki, and Fushiguro / Megumi, though a bit disappointed they couldn't act with Allen, were eager to try. They quickly received the mission details and set off.
Only Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo and Allen remained in the dojo.
"Let's go, Allen," Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo said with a mysterious smile on his face. "I'm taking you somewhere interesting."
Allen didn't ask further, quietly following him.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo didn't use any transportation; instead, he directly grabbed Allen's shoulder.
The next moment, the surrounding scenery instantly twisted and stretched, as if space itself was being folded.
After just a fleeting moment of weightlessness, the scene before them was completely different.
It was no longer the mountain dojo of the Jujutsu High, but a vast, barren area filled with huge craters and wreckage.
The air was filled with a scorched and deathly smell, and in the distance, some broken building frames could still be seen.
"This is..." Allen's gaze swept across the area.
"This is the former site of the Tokyo Jujutsu High, now one of the training grounds for Jujutsu Sorcerers. Due to its robustness and isolation, it's often used for high-intensity cursed technique practice and combat tests."
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo released his hand and introduced in a relaxed tone, "The place is big enough, sturdy enough; no matter how much you mess it up, it'll be fine. It's perfect for some special training for you."
He walked to the center of a relatively flat open space, turned around, and faced Allen. The smile on his face receded slightly, replaced by a hint of seriousness: "Your learning ability and fundamentals are impeccable, even excessively good. Therefore, ordinary training won't mean much to you."
He raised his hand, and dangerous energy began to condense and flicker at his fingertips.
"Come on, try to attack me," Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo looked at Allen, his tone challenging. "Don't hold back, use all your abilities, let me see what your current limit is. Don't worry, Sensei's Limitless is very hard, you know~"
Allen looked at Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo, his dark red eyes showing no ripples.
He naturally knew what Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo wanted to do: to assess his current strength, speed, and cursed technique intensity by personally sparring and taking attacks, in order to formulate the so-called "exclusive training plan."
This also suited his intentions.
Allen also wanted to see just how special Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's Limitless Cursed Technique truly was.
So, Allen nodded.
He didn't stay still as usual; instead, his figure flickered slightly.
It wasn't extreme speed, but it carried a peculiar rhythm, as if it merged with the flow of the surrounding air, instantly crossing the distance between the two, and a punch struck directly at Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's face!
The punch was fierce, even emitting a slight popping sound.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's Six Eyes behind his sunglasses brightened slightly; he neither dodged nor avoided.
Bang!
Allen's fist was firmly blocked by an invisible yet incredibly tough barrier less than a centimeter from Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's cheek.
It was as if he had struck an infinitely extending space; all kinetic energy and power were swallowed and dissolved the moment of contact.
"Good power and speed!" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo praised, but his tone remained relaxed. "It's already close to or even surpasses the pure physical combat level of many Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers! Again!"
Allen retracted his fist, changed his move, side kick, elbow strike, knee strike... His attacks were like a torrential storm, each strike precisely aimed at the gaps in Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's defense.
However, all attacks were perfectly defended by the Limitless Cursed Technique, unable to touch Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo in the slightest.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo stood still, even having the leisure to comment: "Perfect force application technique, tricky angles, exceptional combat awareness... What terrifying talent. So, how about a Cursed Energy attack?"
Upon hearing this, Allen took half a step back, his palm facing upwards. A condensed cursed energy quickly gathered and compressed, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation. Then, he thrust it out violently!
A dark red cursed energy shockwave shot out from his hand, like a tangible energy cannonball, blasting towards Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo!
This time, Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo became slightly more serious. He raised his hand, his palm facing the incoming cursed energy cannon.
"Red."
Boom—!
A stronger repulsive force erupted, directly colliding with Allen's cursed energy cannon!
Rumble!
A violent explosion occurred between the two, the shockwave raising dust everywhere, and a shallow crater was blasted into the ground.
As the dust settled, Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo still stood in place, not even a wrinkle in his clothes.
He shook his hand, looking at Allen, his interest growing even stronger: "Your cursed energy output intensity is also exaggerated, extremely pure, almost comparable to Red. It seems that while the Reverse Cursed Technique brings positive energy control, your use of negative energy is equally impressive."
He became increasingly excited: "Anything else? Let me see your limit!"
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo stood still, his eyes gleaming with excitement, anticipating Allen's next attack, wanting to see where this student's limit truly lay.
Allen nodded slightly, a subtle glint flashing in his dark red eyes. He didn't rush to attack again; instead, he slowly raised his right hand, spreading his five fingers.
Something seemed to be condensing in the air, a power different from cursed energy, more primitive and icy, began to gather in his palm.
It wasn't a fluctuation of cursed energy, but a sense of oppression almost at the level of rules, making the surrounding air heavy.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's smile on his face receded slightly, and his Six Eyes behind his sunglasses narrowed slightly.
He felt something unusual, a form of power he had never encountered before.
Things seemed to be getting a little strange.
"What is this?" Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo muttered softly, his tone tinged with curiosity and vigilance.
Allen didn't answer; he simply slowly compressed that power, concentrating it at his fingertips.
That was not cursed energy, but a trace of the power of "negation" originating from his divine essence, intensely suppressed—a power capable of interfering with rules themselves.
The next moment, Allen's figure disappeared again.
Not by relying on speed, but as if merging into the cracks of space, he instantly appeared in front of Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo. His fingertip touched the invisible barrier in front of Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo, the absolute defense formed by the Limitless Cursed Technique.
This time, there was no violent collision sound, no explosion of energy.
There was only an extremely faint "crack" sound, like the first crack appearing in glass.
Gojo Satoru / Satoru Gojo's smile completely froze.
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