I will attack as a player!

Chapter 71 Positive Energy

Gojo Satoru took in everyone's reactions, put one hand on his hip, leaned down, and pinched his chin with some curiosity: "Where are the limits of your body?"

"Limits? I don't know."

Chu Wuji was indeed unsure of the limits of the Ghost King's body. Leaving aside the Blood Ghost Technique, with the potential for physical modification, combined with martial arts to further enhance the body, Chu Wuji truly couldn't see the limits of this body.

As for Muzan in Demon Slayer, it can only be said that that was Muzan's limit. Demons without special biological abilities like True Qi can't reach much higher limits.

Chu Wuji raised one hand, and a ghostly blue curse power emerged from his skin like will-o'-the-wisps.

Chu Wuji has entered a new stage in adapting to this unfamiliar energy of curse power. After a few more trials and errors, he should be able to use martial arts in the form of curse power.

"The body is changing, constantly adapting to the curse power." Although Gojo Satoru was wearing bandages and an eye patch, he could still clearly see everything happening inside Chu Wuji's body.

"If I hadn't examined your body myself, I would have thought you were a hybrid of a cursed spirit and a human."

"How about it? Want to test your limits?" Gojo Satoru extended an invitation to Chu Wuji.

When they first met, Chu Wuji successfully touched Gojo Satoru by using his technique to penetrate Gojo Satoru's boundless power. After that, Gojo Satoru always wanted to try again.

After all, ever since Gojo Satoru mastered the Reversal Technique ten years ago and made the Limitless Technique permanent, no one has been able to touch or even hurt him.

At first, Gojo Satoru might feel novel and keep taking the initiative to challenge others. When he sees others helpless against his unscrupulous techniques, Gojo Satoru will laugh from the bottom of his heart.

Unfortunately, ten years have passed, and that novelty and fun have long since faded away, replaced by a deep sense of loneliness.

[Strongest]

This title felt more like a curse than a compliment, and the only source of joy was taken away after my best friend left.

The psychologist at the Jujutsu High School even said that Gojo Satoru's realm was the embodiment of loneliness and solitude, and if he did not curb this sense of alienation, which was like "self-exile," he would die young one day.

"don't want."

The response to Wu Tiaowu was Chu Wuji's heartless rejection.

"Testing your limits too early will only put invisible shackles on your mind and make it more difficult to surpass yourself in the future."

"..." Gojo Satoru's previously expectant expression suddenly froze on his face.

"An invisible shackle?"

The teacher paused for a moment, then smiled again, clapping his hands: "Oh dear, since the students are all refusing, I guess I'll just have to take a holiday. Oh well, there's nothing I can do."

As he spoke, Gojo Satoru ran off at top speed: "Goodbye, students! Remember to study hard even without a teacher. I have to go to Shinjuku now to do some research for you!"

With that, Gojo Satoru vanished from his spot with a loud "bang".

"Hey! Just because he doesn't need it doesn't mean we don't need it! You irresponsible guy!" Maki, having caught her breath, angrily raised the wooden stick and shook it, but Gojo Satoru had already gone far away and couldn't see this at all.

"Well... his so-called research project was probably just him rushing to buy limited-edition Nakamura-ya butter bread." Panda took out his phone and scrolled through it, and sure enough, he saw a post from Gojo Satoru's account.

"It's not like nothing was left behind." Chu Wuji turned around and waved the thing in his hand.

"What is this?" Yuta Otsukoshi curiously approached. "Wow, it feels like an antique."

The book in Chu Wuji's hand was the one that Gojo Satoru had handed him before he left. The cover was yellowed, and the edges were worn from frequent use; it must have been quite old.

The book's cover prominently displays the words "Reversal Techniques" and "Five Furniture Rules."

"Oh! It even has the Gojo family crest! Gojo-sensei has brought out all the secrets of the Gojo family." Zenin Maki glanced at it. "This is a good thing. Gojo-sensei must have given it to the two of you specifically."

"The two of us? Huh?" Yigu Youtai asked, somewhat puzzled. "Have you already learned it at the Zen Temple?"

Unexpectedly, this remark immediately drew a glare from Zenin Maki: "Don't call me by my surname!"

After saying that, Zenin Maki ran to the distant soccer field and began to review the details of her battle with Chu Wuji.

"Bonito flakes..."

"Maki, she..." Panda hesitated for a moment, "Never mind, if she wants to tell you, she'll tell you herself."

Yi Gu You Tai stood there bewildered, somewhat unable to understand this group of riddle-solving people.

"What's there to worry about? It's just that I don't have any magical power." Chu Wuji had already opened the manual and started reading. It explained in a very easy-to-understand way how to transform negative magical power into positive energy to heal one's body, and even how to use this completely opposite force to drive spells.

"Gah!"

Unlike Chu Wuji, who was reading leisurely, Panda and Dog Curly were so frightened that one of them stood in front of Chu Wuji, while the other frantically waved his hands at Zenin Maki, who had stopped in the distance.

"...Yes, it's just that you don't have any magical power. You make it sound so easy." Zenin Maki didn't turn around, but you could tell from her trembling hands gripping the wooden stick that she was not at peace.

"What do people like you know? You were born with everything—money, power, immense magical power, a birth technique that can be directly rated as top-tier, and even your physical body is stronger than mine, someone bound and cursed by the heavens. How could you possibly understand my feelings?"

"Don't go around belittling others like that." Chu Wuji interrupted Zenin Maki, who was about to say something, and said without looking up while flipping through a book, "From what you just said, it's clear that you're also attributing your failure to not having any magical power. How is that any different from those who look down on you?"

"I'll say it again, what's there to be upset about? It's just that I don't have magical power."

"You can also continuously hone your body, and if your body reaches its limit, you can compensate with technique. I remember there's something similar in sorcery, a simplified domain, a means prepared for those whose talent isn't enough to open a domain."

"If you don't even respect yourself, how can you prove yourself to others?"

After saying this, Chu Wuji gently made a cut on his arm with his fingernail, actively suppressing his body's self-healing and instead trying to use that positive energy.

The next moment, white energy appeared at the wound, and the scratch healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Successful.

On the other side, after hearing Chu Wuji's words, Maki froze on the spot.

So that's what he meant.

After a long silence, Zenin Maki slowly spoke, "You're right. In the Zenin family, I'm actually called a good-for-nothing because I was born..."

"jump over."

"...I'm going to kill you! You bastard!"