Jujutsu Kaisen — Chapter 99 - This Punch, Is Going To Be Damn Cool

Jogo jabbed a finger at Toji's green spandex suit and shrieked.

"You don't have a single shred of Cursed Energy! How could you possibly withstand my flames!"

Toji dug a finger in his ear.

He flicked the grime out from under his nail, bared his teeth, and flashed eight gleaming white ones.

"Your flames? Zero youthful passion."

Toji turned his thumb down.

"Not even hot enough to roast sweet potatoes."

Jogo lost it.

The volcanic vent on his head belched furious black smoke.

"You damn monkey!"

Jogo screeched.

"Don't think just because you roughed up a Ryomen Sukuna who'd only recovered one finger, you can strut around in front of me! I'm a Special Grade! My power equals seven or eight of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers!"

Toji rolled his neck.

His joints cracked, one after another.

"Oh? Seven or eight, huh."

He curled his lip.

"So crunching the numbers, you're just a slightly more durable punching bag."

"I'll burn you into cinders so fine not even ash remains!"

Jogo brought both hands together.

The ground split open.

Over a dozen pillars of dark crimson magma blasted skyward.

They wove together into an airtight wall of death, fire crossing fire, bearing down directly over Toji's head.

Toji glanced back at his 3 disciples sprawled on the ground, gasping.

"Watch closely! The live youth combat tutorial starts now!"

He bent his knees slightly.

"Fifth Gate: Gate of Closing — open!"

The green spandex suit bulged violently outward.

Savage green currents erupted from inside him, tearing a gap straight through the encroaching fire net.

"When you run into a ranged caster who loves spamming AoE, the worst thing you can do is retreat."

Toji drew his right leg back slightly.

His calf muscle swelled in an instant.

"The moment you retreat, his attack range expands without limit."

BOOM!

The rock under Toji's feet turned to powder.

He charged straight into the pillars of flame.

2,000-degree magma splashed across his body and was forcibly deflected by the blast wave pouring off the Gate of Closing.

"Step one: close the distance!"

Toji appeared directly above Jogo.

"Forcefully interrupt his casting animation!"

Jogo thrust his hand up. A high-density compressed fireball coalesced in his palm and launched straight at Toji's face.

"Step two."

Toji wrenched his torso mid-air, dodging the fireball.

His right leg swung high.

"Destroy his center of gravity!"

The axe kick drove squarely down onto Jogo's shoulder.

Bone splintered. Half of Jogo's shoulder caved in, and his entire body got hammered into the earth.

The ground cratered, a pit over a dozen meters across.

"Too... too cool."

Yuji lay flat on the ground, eyes shining.

"Master is practically a god!"

A frantic scratching sound came from beside him.

Yuji turned his head.

Naoya Zenin had produced a crumpled little notebook and a pencil stub and was sprawled on the ground, scribbling like his life depended on it.

"Forcefully twist the torso mid-air... use the instantaneous contraction of muscle fibers to redirect the movement trajectory..."

He muttered to himself as he wrote.

"This is the ultimate form of youth taijutsu! Once you train your muscles to this level, all Jujutsu is garbage!"

Megumi lay nearby, too drained to bother snarking.

These two idiots.

What is there even to take notes on.

What normal human being just rams straight through 2,000-degree magma!

A roar erupted from the bottom of the crater.

"I'll slaughter you!"

The surrounding ground melted entirely, becoming a boiling lake of magma.

Jogo burst out from within it.

The volcano atop his head erupted, throwing a pillar of fire into the sky.

"Domain Expansion!"

Jogo formed his hand seal.

Dense black Cursed Energy surged madly from his body and swallowed the sky.

"Coffin of the Iron Mountain!"

Space distorted.

The surrounding forest and scorched earth vanished all at once.

In their place: the sealed interior of an active volcano. Churning crimson magma beneath their feet. Dark red rock walls on every side.

The air temperature spiked in an instant.

"Old man!"

Megumi forced the words out past the burning in his throat.

"Interrupt him, now!"

Toji raised an eyebrow.

He glanced down at his own palm.

The green spandex suit was already starting to scorch.

"Monkey! Inside my domain, you don't even have the right to flee!"

Jogo hovered in the air.

The magma behind him churned wildly, coalescing into a colossal meteor.

"Your muscles might be hard, but can they be harder than the wrath of heaven and earth!"

Jogo swung both hands down.

Maximum: Meteor!

A massive magma meteor, over 50 meters in diameter, came crashing down from the dome of the domain.

The sheer air pressure carved an enormous depression into the lake of magma below.

The pencil in Naoya Zenin's hand snapped with a sharp crack.

He stared at the meteor bearing down on them.

In the face of power like this, did humanity even stand a chance?

Toji looked up.

Watching that sky-swallowing meteor, he bared his teeth, 8 white ones, gleaming.

"The wrath of heaven and earth?"

Toji spread his legs, settling into a horse stance.

"Then let me show you — which burns hotter. Your magma, or my youth."

He clenched both fists and crossed them in front of his chest.

A blue blaze of ki detonated from inside him.

It was a purely physical phenomenon. Blood-qi and kinetic energy compressed to their absolute limit, pushed past the point where the body could contain them, and forced outward as raw light.

"Sixth Gate."

Toji's skin flushed deep crimson all at once.

"Gate of View — open!"

BOOM!

A savage shockwave exploded outward in every direction with Toji at its center.

The surrounding magma was physically driven back, carving an absolute vacuum around him.

Jogo's single eye went wide.

No Cursed Energy. How could this possibly generate an energy fluctuation like that?

"Watch closely, you brats."

Toji's voice cut clean over the thunder of the falling meteor.

"This punch, is going to look damn cool."

Toji swung both arms out.

Air, subjected to extreme friction, ignited into blinding light.

"Morning Peacock!"

The air was being torn open.

Every punch he threw carried the terrifying sonic boom of a sound barrier breaking. Pure kinetic energy, grinding violently against the atmosphere, transformed into hundreds, thousands, of dazzling fire meteors, and they crashed head-on into the sky-swallowing magma boulder above.

This was the violent miracle born from driving the human body to its absolute limit.

BOOOOM!

The dome of the active volcano domain groaned under the strain.

The terrifying mass of Maximum: Meteor.

Under the airtight physical barrage of Morning Peacock, it stopped.

Halted in midair.

Crimson magma and blue shockwaves tore at each other in a frenzy. Sparks poured down like a rainstorm, slamming into the churning magma lake below and kicking up walls of wave.

Megumi lay at the edge of the scorching rock wall, eyes locked on the collision overhead.

He'd forgotten to breathe.

This was insane.

That was a Special Grade Cursed Spirit's Maximum technique. A pure aggregate of Cursed Energy capable of leveling a small town in an instant.

And the old man had held it with his fists. Just his fists. What kind of monstrous level had he actually trained his muscles to?

Yuji and Naoya Zenin didn't dare blink.

The pencil stub in Naoya Zenin's hand had snapped long ago. He didn't notice. He just gaped at the green afterimage blazing in the sky, the look on his face somewhere between a convert and a fanatic.

"Shatter!"

With Toji's final explosive roar, his right fist dragged a pillar of flame over a dozen meters long and drove it squarely into the meteor's core.

CRACK!

One clean, crisp sound, and it cut through everything else.

The surface of the colossal magma meteor split into countless spiderweb fractures. Then it detonated completely in midair.

The shockwave swept the entire domain in an instant.

The barrier of Coffin of the Iron Mountain could no longer take it. The dark crimson dome peeled apart like shattered glass, piece by piece.

The real sky opened up again.

Sunlight over Mount Odake pierced through the smoke and fell on the charred earth below.

Smoke rolled in heavy columns.

Megumi forced himself upright, eyes cutting through the ash and haze.

Where was the old man?

The smoke thinned. A tall silhouette took shape, half-kneeling at the center of the crater, head bowed.

Megumi's heart clenched hard.

Toji's shoulders were shaking violently. His face was twisted into an expression of total anguish.

Like a man who'd just lost his son.

Grief written all over him, raw and undisguised.

Megumi stared.

He lost?!

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