In JJK With Naruto Powers

Shibuya Tower

Ino Takuma put on a black hood and transformed himself into a "terrorist".

He looked at the two people in front of him with a serious expression.

Although he wasn't sure what the old woman opposite was doing, it was definitely not a good thing for her grandson to protect her so desperately.

He still doesn't know what the situation with Yuji is, so a quick decision has to be made.

He must not let Nanami down.

Just then...

Kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together, Ogami, radiating cursed energy, suddenly opened her cloudy eyes.

"That's enough, my dear grandson."

Hearing this, the yellow-haired man nodded and returned to her side.

Ogami said, "Remember, don't resist, and don't let the dead corrupt you."

"After we finish this job, we'll go back to the countryside to enjoy our lives."

"I understand, Grandma."

Then, the yellow-haired man took out a glass bottle from his pocket.

Contained inside were the bones of the sorcerer killer, Toji.

The yellow-haired man took a deep breath and swallowed the bone and the glass bottle.

The yellow-haired man twisted his body strangely, and black air continued to emerge from his body.

Ogami asked, "How do you feel, dear grandson?"

Her "grandson" moved his shoulders twice, making crisp sounds and said, "Better than ever."

"But who are you calling your grandson?"

After saying this, he turned his head and revealed a domineering and evil smile that could only belong to a tyrant.

"You..."

Ogami's pupils shrank sharply, and she looked at Toji's face in disbelief.

At this moment, she knew that her grandson would never return.

Toji did not immediately pay attention to the old woman behind him but instead looked at Tokuma in front of him.

He opened his arms, took a greedy breath, and said with a look of great enjoyment, "Ah... Is this the world more than ten years later?"

"Is Shibuya starting to get chaotic? There are so many powerful auras that I don't want to leave."

"Aren't I right, sorcerer?"

Toji grinned evilly, staring at Tokuma like a beast staring at its prey.

This scene immediately made Tokuma on the opposite side sweat all over, and even breathing became difficult.

His appearance had completely changed.

Who is this man in front of him?

Even without cursed energy, being stared at like that gave him a feeling of death.

And just from the standing posture alone, he could tell that the man standing before him was terrifyingly strong.

He must go all out!

After just a moment's hesitation, Tokuma immediately gathered cursed energy in his hands, ready to launch his strongest attack.

However...

Whoosh!

A gust of night wind blew, and Toji's figure disappeared.

The next moment, Tokuma's black hood was taken off without anyone noticing.

Tokuma was shocked.

How is this possible?

There was not a single trace of the use of cursed energy, meaning the other party did that entirely by relying on his physical strength.

What kind of physique does one need to have to be able to achieve such a level?!

Soon, Tokuma felt his body lighten.

The collar on his chest tightened, and then he was lifted up like a chicken.

"Even after more than ten years, you sorcerers are still so weak?"

Toji was about to hit Tokuma in the face.

Just then, a flash of light appeared.

Toji's fist missed.

Tokuma reappeared 50 meters in front of him, and the person holding him by the collar was Kazuma.

Tokuma said, "You're Kazuma! I recognize you! Yuji and the others showed me a photo of you! Thanks for your help!"

Kazuma looked at Toji in front of him and said, "No need to thank me, I came to find him."

Toji asked, "What a fast speed! Are you also a sorcerer?"

Toji appeared in front of the two men in an instant and looked at Kazuma with interest.

Kazuma also glanced at Toji silently.

Is this the sorcerer killer who assassinated Gojo during his high school years—Toji?

The feeling of oppression is stronger than imagined. But this is not surprising.

He killed Gojo once during his high school period, and killed Dagon within his own domain.

Although he had the help of a special grade Cursed Tool, it doesn't diminish his power.

His strength is beyond doubt.

Kazuma looked at Toji's completely black pupils that was clearly the result of "Reincarnation".

"In the Grand Stage of Shibuya, I'll take your life if you don't want to live." Kazuma looked at Toji and joked.

Although Toji wasn't sure what he meant by that, Toji still stretched out his little finger, scratched his ear, and said calmly, "I was pulled back to the world by an inexplicable force."

"Fight with me. I think you're quite strong. I haven't exercised in a long time. I feel itchy all over."

Kazuma smiled calmly and said, "Okay, then I'll help you loosen your bones."

Tokuma: "???"

"Hey! Wait, are you sure? This man is so strong, I can't even catch up with his speed."

Kazuma waved his hand and asked Tokuma to step aside.

Toji smiled disdainfully, and in a flash, he appeared behind Kazuma and punched him cleanly.

Boom!

The two fists collided, and Kazuma and Toji each took a few steps back.

"Not bad, you actually reacted..."

Toji stopped talking halfway through his words.

Kazuma's body was covered with green flames, emitting a terrifying pressure.

Kazuma directly opened the fifth gate of the Eight Inner Gates, the Gate of Closing.

"What a powerful aura!"

Toji became even more excited when he saw this, and a strong fighting spirit flashed in his turbid dark eyes.

Two figures flashed by and collided with each other at an extremely fast speed.

Bang! Bang! Bang!.

From Tokuma's perspective, two elusive afterimages kept moving, sometimes separating, and sometimes colliding again.

The entire tower was shaking, and a strong wind swept around, blowing his hair into the air.

So strong!

He had heard Yuji say that Kazuma was very strong, but he never had a concrete idea.

But now...

Kazuma hadn't even used any cursed technique yet, but he was still able to fight this man back and forth.

There were even signs of suppression.

Even though he was close to being a first-grade sorcerer, he was unable to track the movement of the two people and could only barely see their afterimages.

This was just a physical fight, but it had already reached the level of special grade.