Transmigrating: Starting in the Cyberpunk World Chapter 169 169: The Contest

"Are you really going to do this?"

Gojo Satoru looked at Kael, who was seriously performing the third set of elentary school radio gymnastics, and asked for confirmation again.

"Stop talking nonsense and let see the skills of the strongest in the jujutsu world."

"Alright, alright. Let's agree first—this is just a physical exchange. I won't use my Cursed Technique, and you have to control your strength. A delicate and handso man like can't withstand the devastation of a tyrant like you."

Gojo Satoru sighed upon hearing this.

He had clearly asked Kael to help train the students in physical combat; how did things escalate to this point? It was all because of Itadori Yuji and the others egging them on.

Every single one of them was just watching the fun and hoping for chaos.

Well, Gojo Satoru actually had the idea of testing Kael's limits himself.

"Don't worry, Teacher Gojo. I'll control my strength and guarantee I won't kill you."

Kael grinned, already sowhat impatient.

"That sounds quite terrifying."

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair and looked at Zenin Maki and the other second-year students cheering for him, feeling that he might lose face today.

Engaging a tyrant in close combat without using an Cursed Technique—even he didn't have much confidence.

"Are you ready?"

Kael pressed his legs forward and asked.

"Let's begin."

As Gojo Satoru's last syllable fell, Kael launched the first attack. With a tap of his toe on the ground, a section of the playground's synthetic track instantly caved in.

At the sa ti the sound of the ground cracking rang out, Kael's fist and Gojo Satoru's palm had already collided.

The air vibrated, and a sudden gale blew up, lifting Zenin Maki's sports skirt a hundred ters away.

(Tsk, those damn safety shorts again.)

A faint sense of resentnt welled up in Kael's heart.

"Being distracted while sparring with ... you're looking down on the'strongest' a bit too much, aren't you?"

Gojo Satoru was a bit displeased. Was his prestige in Kael's heart really that low? This ti, he had to establish his authority as a teacher no matter what.

"Sorry, Teacher Gojo."

Kael curled his lips, blocked Gojo Satoru's jab, and hooked his hand onto his wrist. While pulling him close with force, he raised his knee upward, causing the air to emit a heart-palpitating explosion.

That sense of explosive power could be clearly felt even by Itadori Yuji and the others in the distance.

Compared to the last ti he faced the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Cursed Womb: Daiten, Kael was clearly holding back much of his strength this ti. This, instead, allowed Itadori and the others to see the gap between them more clearly.

After all, if the gap is too large, the sense of distance becos blurred.

Gojo Satoru's Six Eyes provided him with 360-degree observation, which greatly compensated for the gap in sensory power between him and Kael. Even in close quarters, he could try to keep up with Kael's reaction speed.

It was precisely because of the Six Eyes that Gojo Satoru possessed physical combat abilities exceeding those of sorcerers of the sa grade.

After all, the superb control over Cursed Energy granted by the Six Eyes not only applied to the body-strengthening effects of Cursed Energy but also to the control of physical strength.

However, while Gojo Satoru's physical combat reached a top-tier level, it was largely due to these Six Eyes.

Yet, when it ca to the realm of close-combat techniques, Gojo Satoru was worlds apart from Kael.

Gojo Satoru barely managed to parry Kael's strike. Before his body could fully stabilize, he had to face a continuous onslaught, forcing him to keep retreating to create breathing room.

He couldn't find a single gap to counterattack; his Six Eyes simply couldn't see through Kael.

On the contrary, Gojo Satoru felt that his own movents and thoughts were being seen through by Kael.

Even though both sides kept their strength at a similar level, Kael could capture the interval between his exertion and accumulation of power every ti. This made Gojo Satoru feel like he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to use his strength.

The human body is a precision instrunt; if the pressure is too great, forced errors are inevitable.

When his breathing began to grow erratic, it ant the pressure Kael exerted was approaching the limit of what Gojo Satoru could bear, leaving no room for error.

If he dared to show even a hint of a flaw, Kael would seize the opportunity to tear him into defeat.

"Is Boss really going to kill Teacher Gojo?"

Itadori Yuji muttered in a low voice. He didn't rember any personal grudge between the two.

"What are you thinking? That's Teacher Gojo."

Zenin Maki said dismissively. She admitted Kael's physical combat shocked her, but the concept of Gojo being the strongest was deeply rooted in everyone's hearts.

The next second, there was a thunderous boom.

The four-hundred-ter running track was suddenly torn apart from the middle, as easily as breaking a cake.

"Teacher Gojo, you're breaking the rules."

Kael stepped back a few paces to dissipate the impact and looked at Gojo Satoru playfully.

They had agreed to only compete in physical combat, so why did he use Cursed Energy?

"Sorry, sorry."

Gojo Satoru scratched his head awkwardly. Just now, it was a purely subconscious reaction. But then again, if he hadn't reinforced himself with Cursed Energy in ti, his handso face might not have been preserved.

Who hits soone in the face? What a bastard.

"Can you explain? What was that about?"

Taking advantage of the break in the match, Gojo Satoru asked the question he was curious about.

How exactly did Kael see through all his movents?

He hadn't sensed even a ripple of Cursed Energy, so it couldn't be an Cursed Technique.

"That is one of the ultimate realms of martial arts, the Transparent World."

As Kael spoke, he raised his hand into a fighting stance, his blood flowing through his body like the tide following the rhythm of his breathing.

Since Gojo Satoru broke the rules first, he couldn't be blad for turning up the heat on the strongest in the jujutsu world.

He was definitely going to hit that face today.

"Ultimate martial arts? Transparent World? I've never heard of it?!"

Gojo Satoru felt more and more that Kael was hiding a huge secret.

However, now was not the ti to investigate. Feeling the malice radiating from Kael, even Gojo Satoru couldn't help but gulp and quickly spoke up.

"Wai— ugh."

A single word had just left Gojo Satoru's mouth when it was forcibly cut off by Kael's fist.

It was like a clap of spring thunder.

The ground of the playground instantly cracked, like a piece of fragile porcelain colliding with Kael's fist.

The clear cracks spread all the way to the feet of Itadori and the others before finally stopping.

Gulp...

The several students looked down at the cracks, then up at the upturned ground beneath Kael's fist, and swallowed in unison.

Now, even Zenin Maki couldn't help but agree with what Itadori Yuji had just said.

He really might accidentally kill Gojo Satoru.

"What is this again?!"

Gojo Satoru's voice was slightly distorted.

His Six Eyes could clearly see that Kael's explosive power technique was by no ans jujutsu, but pure physical developnt and strength.

Such thunder-like combat techniques had never been encountered in the jujutsu world.

Gojo Satoru felt his worldview was being refreshed.

When did the world version update without him?

If Gojo Satoru's title as the strongest in the jujutsu world hadn't been completely genuine, with his reactions and physical functions pushed to the max, and if he hadn't used his Cursed Technique, that punch would have truly landed on him.

"Don't run, Teacher Gojo. Let's have a battle between real n. You take a punch, I take a punch, and let's see who falls first?"

Kael suggested, looking at Gojo Satoru who had flashed a hundred ters away.

This guy was like an eel; if he didn't go head-to-head, it would be quite hard to catch him.

"Only a fool wouldn't dodge! I don't want to die young!"

Gojo Satoru muttered, his heart already starting to thrum.

Could his passive defensive technique withstand Kael's attack? Intuition told him it was best not to be curious about it.

Gojo Satoru had seen Kael's battle with Sukuna before. Although it was a one-sided crushing, he could still see so clues with the insight of his Six Eyes.

Kael possessed so kind of special ability to suppress Cursed Energy.

To the point where an Cursed Technique would be neutralized, or rather erased, by that invisible field before it could even touch his body.

Although he didn't know the upper limit of this ability, combined with the close-combat prowess Kael just displayed, it was enough to make Gojo Satoru's scalp tingle.

"How about this, I'll take a disadvantage—Teacher Gojo, you throw the first punch."

Kael had already seen Gojo Satoru's next preparatory movent and quickly spoke again, trying to keep him there.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't take the bait at all. He waved his hand, left a sentence, and teleported, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Let's call it a day. I forgot I have laundry to bring in."

If he didn't leave now, let alone testing Kael's limits, Gojo Satoru was worried his own bottom line would be exposed.

"That buzzkill bastard."

Kael looked displeased. He turned his gaze to Itadori and the others nearby, a sinister grin appearing on his face.

"Co here, Teacher Kael is starting class~."

"Big Brother, you can't take your anger out on us."

Itadori Yuji's body couldn't help but shudder, his voice trembling slightly. He knew the weight of Kael's fists better than anyone.

You should know, Itadori Yuji hadn't cried out in pain since he was a child, not even when getting a shot in the butt, but he really couldn't handle Kael's fists—that was pain that reached the soul.

"Stop talking nonsense and move quickly. I'll control my strength and won't kill you."

If Kael said he wouldn't kill them, he definitely wouldn't.

This credibility was well-known across multiple worlds.

"I'll go first!"

Zenin Maki walked up to Kael with her spear, her smile slightly excited.

In her view, with Kael's physical combat being so powerful and his willingness to teach her, she had to seize the opportunity.

You should know, in the entire Jujutsu High, there were hardly any physical combat masters, let alone soone who could teach Zenin Maki.

Zenin Maki, who was officially only a Grade 4 sorcerer, actually had the combat power of a Grade 1.

As for whether she would be killed?

Hadn't she heard Kael's promise just now?

As long as he didn't kill her, Zenin Maki wouldn't care, as long as she could improve her strength.

"Very good, I'm liking you more and more. When school is over later, do you want to go on a date? I'll treat you to a movie."

Kael looked at Zenin Maki with appreciation and invited her.

"Want to date ? Beat first!"

Zenin Maki charged with her spear.

"Hey! Wait, let's go together!"

Itadori Yuji shouted. This unlucky kid still hadn't tasted his big brother's fists and didn't know how formidable they were.

If they all attacked together, they could share the pressure from Big Brother and maybe last a little longer.

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Zenin Maki was seen flying back at an even faster speed, falling into Panda's arms and rolling away together.

"Movents too large, intentions too obvious, actions too reckless, but your aim and strength are quite good for a girl."

Kael spun the captured spear in a dazzling display; his mastery of the weapon was clearly above Zenin Maki's at a glance.

"Even giving Big Brother a weapon..."

Itadori Yuji's buttocks were already starting to feel phantom pain. He could fully imagine what it would feel like to have that spear shaft lash against his backside.

"By the way, I'll allow you to use your Cursed Techniques."

Kael held the spear with one hand and pointed it at the group.

Itadori and the others looked at each other, knowing that today's beating was unavoidable. They were essentially taking the fall for Gojo Satoru.

"Don't move!"

Inumaki Toge uncovered his mouth and spoke the "Cursed Speech."

Seeing this, the others reacted imdiately and sward forward, showing so degree of coordination.

However, Kael was not affected by the "Cursed Speech" at all. The prerequisite for Cursed Speech to work is that the target must have Cursed Energy.

The spear swept across, and the students like Itadori Yuji who were preparing for close combat were imdiately sent flying.

"Controlling sorcerers by affecting their Cursed Energy? A very good Cursed Technique, but I'm sorry, I have no Cursed Energy in my body. Your Cursed Speech has no effect on ."

As Kael spoke, he threw the spear.

Inumaki Toge only had ti to hear the "whoosh" of the air breaking before a sensation of heat ca from below his crotch.

He stiffly looked down.

The spear had pierced through his underwear and was deeply embedded in the playground.

Inumaki Toge was only a milliter away from becoming a "solitary hero." Before he could recover, Zenin Maki, who had caught her breath, charged at Kael again from the side, pulling the spear out of the ground as she went.

"..."

Inumaki Toge clutched his lower body and sank to his knees.

Weak legs were one reason, but mainly it was because his crotch was exposed and he needed to cover up.

Anyway, he wouldn't be able to participate in the rest of the battle. Whatever happens, happens—just treat as if I'm already dead.

"Panda Attack!!"

Panda let out a war cry and followed Zenin Maki. His seemingly round and cute body was actually full of explosive power. After all, he wasn't human but a fully autonomous Cursed Corpse created by Yaga Masamichi.

In terms of physical capabilities, he naturally exceeded normal Jujutsu Sorcerers by a lot.

"Awoooo..."

However, as majestic as his voice was when they grouped up, his cries were just as tragic when Kael kicked him to the ground, rolling around while clutching his kneecap.

"I really don't know what the Principal was thinking. With that technology, wouldn't a Panda-girl be much better?"

Kael muttered.

These words reached Panda's ears, and his body shuddered violently. His self-perception was that of a male; a Panda-girl was simply too terrifying to imagine.

"What a terrifying guy..."

Shivering, Panda wiped his forehead and jumped up to catch the flying Zenin Maki.

Itadori Yuji wasn't so lucky. When Kael threw him, he crashed right into Fushiguro gumi's arms, interrupting the latter's casting motion.

"I surrender! I'll go to the movies with you, how about that?"

Kugisaki Nobara raised her hands in surrender.

She had the worst physical combat skills among them, had no cursed tools in hand, and couldn't even release her Cursed Technique. Seeing her teammates fall one by one, her last bit of fighting spirit had been worn away.

"Who wants to date you? What are you dreaming about?"

Kael waved his hand dismissively.

It wasn't that Kugisaki Nobara wasn't good-looking, but she lacked a bit of femininity. After all, no matter how beautiful a woman is, if she sounds like a rough person from the Northeast as soon as she opens her mouth, it'll make a man lose interest.

"I'll take you down with !!"

How could Kugisaki Nobara stand such an insult? Feeling her pride as a woman trampled upon, she scread and rushed forward, only to be flipped directly onto the ground.

"Each one of you is weaker than the last. You're truly the worst batch of students I've ever taught. Everyone, fall in—start with two hundred laps to warm up."

Kael really loved spurring these students on.