His right fist clenched tight.
Black Cursed Energy gathered frantically at his knuckles.
“Hit—for me!!!”
“Boom!!!”
He threw the punch!
The space seemed to distort for an instant!
No black lightning appeared.
It was just an ordinary burst of Cursed Energy.
The dummy was sent flying over a dozen meters, shattering into pieces.
“Tsk.”
“Didn’t trigger.”
“The 10% probability really does rely on luck, huh.”
Lin Ye was not discouraged.
Again!
Second punch!
Didn’t trigger.
Third punch!
Didn’t trigger.
…
He kept punching until the ninth one.
Lin Ye was already covered in sweat.
“I don’t believe it!”
“Even the unluckiest person can have their day!”
“Tenth punch!”
Lin Ye roared.
For this punch, he channeled all his focus and spirit!
That mysterious, indescribable feeling suddenly arrived!
The flow of time seemed to slow down.
He clearly felt that micro-second of error between the Cursed Energy and the impact of his body.
This is it!
“Black Flash!!!”
“Crackle—!!!”
Black lightning!
Like a wild dragon, it instantly exploded at his knuckles!
That black radiance illuminated the entire training ground!
“Rumble—!!!”
This punch landed on a massive boulder.
There was no flying debris.
The entire boulder was annihilated instantly!
It turned into dust!
Even the large trees behind it were snapped in half by the force of the punch!
Terrifying destructive power!
Lin Ye panted, looking at his fist.
That feeling…
It was amazing!
This is Black Flash!
The ultimate sublimation of Cursed Energy!
“Hahahaha!”
Lin Ye couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Just then.
From the dark woods, a round of applause suddenly sounded.
“Clap, clap, clap.”
“Impressive.”
“Truly impressive.”
Lin Ye turned around sharply.
His eyes were alert.
“Who is it?!”
He saw a bespectacled girl wearing a tracksuit, wearing a high ponytail, and holding a naginata.
She was walking out of the shadows.
Her eyes held a hint of surprise and a thick layer of fighting spirit.
Maki Zen’in.
A Cursed Tool user.
Possessor of Heavenly Restriction.
“You are…
a freshman?”
Maki Zen’in looked Lin Ye up and down.
“You’ve got plenty of energy, huh.”
Lin Ye looked at Maki Zen’in.
The corners of his mouth curled into that familiar smile again.
“Ding!
Important character detected: Maki Zen’in!”
“New mission triggered: Beat up…
oh no, spar.”
“Senior Maki is in a bad mood recently because of family matters and wants to find someone to vent on.”
“Mission objective: Accept her challenge and suppress her in taijutsu (Cursed Technique usage prohibited).”
“Reward: Special Grade Cursed Tool · playful cloud (fragment) x1, Maki Zen’in affinity +20.”
Lin Ye loosened his neck.
“Tearing down the school?”
“No, no, no.”
“I was just…
warming up.”
Lin Ye beckoned to Maki Zen’in with his finger.
“Since you can’t sleep either, Senior.”
“How about…”
“You come play with me?”
Maki Zen’in pushed up her glasses.
She swung the naginata in her hand fiercely, stirring up a gust of wind.
A wild smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
“Sure.”
“My hands were just itching for a fight anyway.”
“But…”
“If you get beaten to tears, don’t go crying to that idiot Gojo!”
“Junior!”
…
Tokyo Jujutsu High, back mountain training ground.
The moon was half-hidden by dark clouds, like a shy girl, daring only to peek with one eye at this scene filled with gunpowder.
The wind stopped.
Even the leaves dared not move.
The air was filled with the scent of gunpowder about to ignite.
Maki Zen’in stood opposite Lin Ye, the red-tasseled naginata in her hand glinting with a cold, sinister light in the moonlight.
She wore the dark blue Jujutsu High tracksuit, her high ponytail standing stubbornly behind her head.
The eyes behind those lenses were burning with intense fighting spirit.
And even a hint of…
Annoyance toward “geniuses.”
“Hey, freshman.”
Maki Zen’in pushed up her glasses, a provocative arc forming on her lips.
“I heard you’re pretty arrogant?”
“Not only did you challenge that idiot Gojo on your first day of school.”
“But you also soloed a Special Grade Cursed Spirit in a place like Roppongi?”
Maki Zen’in slammed the naginata onto the ground.
“Clang!”
The concrete floor was instantly smashed into a pit.
Debris flew.
“Although I don’t know what flashy Cursed Technique you used.”
“But…”
Maki Zen’in’s gaze became sharp as a knife.
“Here, at Jujutsu High.”
“Taijutsu is the only standard to test whether a Jujutsu Sorcerer is qualified!”
“Especially someone like you…”
Maki Zen’in looked up and down at Lin Ye’s excessively handsome, fair-skinned face.
“A delicate-looking pretty boy.”
“If you were without your Cursed Technique, you probably couldn’t even take one strike from me, right?”
Mockery!
Naked mockery!
If it were an ordinary freshman, facing such an intimidation tactic from a second-year senior, they would probably have had weak knees by now.
Or they would be apologizing timidly.
After all, Maki Zen’in’s notoriety was something even freshmen had heard of.
Irritable.
Violent.
Unreasonable.
He was a cheater.
He was a man with a system.
Facing Maki Zen’in’s provocation, Lin Ye was not angry at all.
Instead…
He smiled.
He smiled even more arrogantly and infuriatingly than Maki Zen’in.
He slowly reached out, took a lollipop (swiped from Nobara Kugisaki) out of his pocket, peeled off the wrapper, and popped it into his mouth.
“Chomp, chomp.”
The crisp sound of him eating the candy was particularly jarring in the dead-silent training ground.
The veins on Maki Zen’in’s forehead instantly bulged.
“You guy…”
“Are you ignoring me?!”
Lin Ye, with the candy in his mouth, said vaguely:
“Not at all, Senior.”
“I was just thinking…”
“If I accidentally make you cry later.”
“Will you go crying to Teacher Gojo?”
“Or will you run back to the Zenin Family to complain?”
Boom!
This sentence was practically dancing on a precise minefield!
For Maki Zen’in, the three words “Zenin Family” were an absolute taboo!
It was her reverse scale!
“You…”
“You’re courting death!!!”
Maki Zen’in completely exploded!
She stomped her foot fiercely!
“Bang!”
The ground cracked!
Her whole body, like an arrow released from a string, instantly vanished from where she stood!
Too fast!
This was the physical talent of Heavenly Restriction!
Without any Cursed Energy enhancement, pure physical explosive power!
“Get down!
You little brat!”
Maki Zen’in instantly appeared above Lin Ye’s head.
The naginata in her hand came whistling down, slashing fiercely!
This strike was powerful and heavy!
If it connected, forget a concussion, his skull would be smashed to bits!
However.
Facing this thunderous strike.
Lin Ye still stood in place.
His hands were even still in his pockets.
Only the lollipop stick in his mouth moved slightly.
Just when the blade was only 0.01 centimeters from the tip of his nose.
He moved.
Sidestepped.
A slight lean.
Just like casually avoiding a fallen leaf while taking a morning stroll.
“Whoosh—!”
The naginata grazed the tip of Lin Ye’s nose, slashing at empty air!
It slammed hard into the ground!
“Rumble!!!”
Dust and smoke rose!
Maki Zen’in’s pupils constricted.
“He dodged it?!”
“At such close range…
what’s up with this kid’s reaction speed?!”
Before she could react.
A warm breath suddenly came to her ear.
“Senior.”
“Your movements…”
“Are too big.”
Maki Zen’in’s hair stood on end all over her body!
When?!