In JJK With Naruto Powers

Kazuma clapped three times.

First, an extremely turbulent waterfall emerged from under his feet, cascading layer after layer, expanding rapidly.

Then, countless high-speed spinning needles spewed out of his mouth.

Finally, several huge shark-shaped water bullets took form.

With a single wave of Kazuma's hand, three different Water Release ninjutsu formed a triangle, attacking Jogo simultaneously.

"Idiot! My fire is different. It isn't restrained by water!"

Jogo stomped the ground, his power surging even further.

"I'll evaporate all your water!"

Sizzle!

The moment water and fire collided, a massive cloud of white mist billowed into the air.

Jogo's confidence stemmed from the fact that the flames he conjured weren't ordinary—they were karmic fire.

So, even though Kazuma's attacks had greater range and volume, Jogo remained unshaken.

But he hadn't expect that Kazuma's Water Release wasn't ordinary water either.

From a distance, Yuji worriedly asked, "Is Kazuma really okay?"

Even from afar, he could feel the searing heat burning his face.

Gojo, however, was completely unfazed.

"Yuji, this is your first time seeing Kazuma's Water Release, right?"

He had heard others praise its power and momentum before.

Now, seeing it firsthand, he realized that it was even stronger than expected.

"Is Kazuma some kind of great inventor? He can shape water into multiple forms at the same time, making them look almost lifelike."

A tinge of admiration surfaced in Gojo's eyes.

"They say there's always something to learn from others… and since he's already a teacher, why not teach students too?"

Of course, whether Yuji and the others could learn it was another matter.

Yuji interjected, "Hey! Gojo-sensei! You should be worried about Kazuma's safety, not this nonsense!"

Gojo chuckled internally.

Yuji's kindness reminded him of his old best friend.

He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Relax. Kazuma has already won the battle between water and fire."

As the immense mist dissipated, the devastated mountains and forests lay bare.

"Ahem…"

Jogo was washed onto a lake's surface by the tide.

His bruised, swollen face was reflected on the water.

Since his birth, he had never been this humiliated.

Lifting a hand, Jogo wiped his soaked clothing and then froze.

He frowned and said, "Hmm? Why does the water feel… sticky?"

Jogo evaporated the water from his body.

He frowned as he stared at Kazuma, who was standing and grinning before him.

Something felt off.

Why did this brat look like he had done something bad?

Could it be… that water just now wasn't normal?!

"Ahem…"

Kazuma cleared his throat, suddenly feeling quite refreshed.

That technique had side effects—better not use it too often.

But all his actions had been seen by Jogo.

Jogo's pupils shrank, and his breath hitched.

Wait…

If he isn't mistaken—

All that water just now… had come from Kazuma's mouth.

Combined with Kazuma's cough just now and the sticky sensation on his clothes—

Jogo's mind connected the dots.

His expression contorted in shock and rage.

No… NO WAY.

That wasn't just water?!

Veins bulged on Jogo's forehead, his face twisting with fury.

If looks could kill, Kazuma would've died a hundred times over.

Damn it!

How dare he use such a despicable trick?!

Jogo had faced countless sorcerers—many of whom wielded Water type cursed techniques.

But against his karmic fire, they had always been useless amd were instantly evaporated.

But somehow, not only had this brat suppressed his karmic fire—

There was something filthy mixed in that water?!

So humiliating.

Absolutely shameful.

How could someone this low-class come from Jujutsu High?

Jogo's rage had reached its limit.

If he didn't tear Kazuma's head off today, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace.

"Feel my wrath, you scourge!"

Boom!

The volcano on Jogo's head erupted like a real volcano.

Hot flames shot from his ear holes, igniting the air.

The lake beneath his feet boiled instantly.

Waves churned as fish and shrimp were cooked on the spot.

A rich, meaty aroma filled the battlefield.

"Domain Expansion…"

"Wait! Hold on, Mr. Cursed Spirit!"

A voice suddenly interrupted.

From above, Gojo descended while holding a disheveled Yuji.

They landed on the steaming lake.

Gojo grinned and said, "This is really a sight to see, Kazuma."

He released Yuji, who staggered a bit.

Jogo, still fuming, suddenly froze when he saw Yuji.

"Sukuna's vessel?"

As a cursed spirit, Jogo could instantly sense the overwhelming, suppressive aura within Yuji's body.

He felt like he was standing before a superior species.

He remembered what "Geto" had once said that at best, Jogo's strength matched an eight or nine-finger Sukuna.

Jogo previously thought "Geto" was just overestimating Sukuna and underestimating him.

But feeling this aura firsthand, Jogo wasn't so sure anymore.

"Alright, you guys can keep fighting." Gojo said nonchalantly.

"This time, we brought an audience just for you."

Jogo's eyes twitched.

Gojo added, "Let me make one thing clear. I support the blue team/Kazuma. What about you, Yuji?"

Yuji blinked and said, "Huh? Oh! Uh… I support the blue team too!"

Gojo smiled and teased, "Oof. Looks like Mr. Cursed Spirit isn't very popular. Better show us your best move."

After saying that, he casually pulled Yuji backward and positioned him and Yuji safely behind Kazuma.

Kazuma sighed and asked, "Are you guys betting on a winner? You think this is an octagon cage fight?"

But then again, coming from Gojo…

It wasn't that surprising.

Meanwhile, Jogo was seething with anger.

How dare they—

HOW DARE THEY TREAT THIS AS A SPECTACLE?!

"Natural disasters cannot be mocked!"

With a furious roar, Jogo slammed his hands together and activated his strongest technique.

"Domain Expansion: Coffin of the Iron Mountain!"

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