Chapter 325: Sword Drawing
The previous incident where Ryūjin Jakka obliterated one of Ryomen Sukuna’s fingers had certainly shocked many onlookers. However, since the target had merely been a severed finger, it didn’t carry the same weight as what had just occurred—a single casual slash that split the sky and tore the earth apart.
"Satoshi, if I hadn’t dodged that strike, I’d probably be split in two like the ground, huh? You really don’t hold back," Satoru said with a helpless shrug, glancing at the massive crack left in the earth.
"Satoru, you could’ve chosen not to dodge. If you couldn’t avoid it, then I’d just have to mourn my brother silently once the battle was over," Satoshi replied with a casual smile.
He knew full well that even if his sword had struck Satoru, it wouldn’t have dealt serious damage. With the countless petals of Senbonzakura Kageyoshi acting as defense, and the absolute nature of Infinity, the full force of his slash would have been nullified.
The overwhelming impact of that previous blow was only possible because Satoru dodged, allowing the sword to hit the ground directly.
Satoshi returned Ryūjin Jakka to its scabbard, a faint trace of mockery playing across his lips.
"Satoru, seems like you’re not ready for a true Zanpakutō duel. Honestly, I think I can handle you with just Kidō."
The act of sheathing his Zanpakutō while saying such words came off as complete disdain toward Satoru, sparking an uproar among Suguru and the others present, as well as the viewers watching the broadcast.
Was Satoshi getting too arrogant?
This was Gojo Satoru he was talking to.
Yes, Satoshi’s earlier Hadō had been powerful. But hadn’t Satoru already completed Bankai with Senbonzakura Kageyoshi? That power had directly destroyed Satoshi’s Dankū!
Knowing Satoru’s personality, how could he tolerate this kind of mockery?