[Author Note]
Disc: HrPrTeam
Wiz's scaling sucks.
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Naohiro
Everyone except Shoko started sprinting out into the forest. She sat down near the entrance. It seems like she wasn't too into the fighting aspect of this event.
Unlike Geto or Gojo, who wanted to eliminate the competition no matter who it was, I would isolate myself from everyone else to fight Uraume.
The last thing I want is to drag people into a death match. I don't care what the event rules say; that isn't going to stop Uraume.
After splitting off from the group and making my way to an isolated area, I discharge a ton of cursed energy so I'll show up like a beacon.
Someone at a first-year level wouldn't be able to detect the energy, but someone like Uraume will have no trouble finding their way here.
I lean my back on a tree, waiting for the Heian sorcerer.
Nothing happens for two minutes, but then...
...
*FHEW*
An ice spear comes flying straight towards my face.
Smiling, I tilt my head to the side, and the spear travels through around twenty trees before stopping.
I let out a small laugh. "With how you aimed that, I could've sworn you meant to kill me! What was that about not having bad blood!?"
A person with white hair and a red streak, wearing a standard Jujutsu high school uniform, emerges from the clearing, their face solemn.
With the facade of Nishida gone, they reply with a frown. "You're my enemy; of course, I wouldn't hold back."
Walking closer to me, they put their hand on the ground.
Well, I guess I shouldn't mess around. Who knows what they will have in store for me if I keep them alive for too much longer?
Massive ice structures get shot towards me, and I bring my hands together. "It's time to end this thing. I'll need to end this fast."
With a shocked look, Uraume smacks their hands together. "[Hollow Wicker Basket]!"
Ah, the boomer's Simple Domain.
What I bet they were banking on is me not using my domain and letting down my guard because it is a first-year student...but I know who you really are!
Of course, I'm not surprised Kenjaku told them about my hand sign for my domain. "[Domain Expansion: Cycle of Saṃsāra]."
Both of us get encased in a black barrier that turns into an endless desert with a bright sun that immediately deletes the ice that Uraume previously made.
I tilt my head to the side with a smirk. "How strange, I've only ever shown two people my domain hand signs, and one of them is dead. What is even more interesting is that only a select few know I have a domain expansion at all! Now, how does a random first-year student know this much about me?"
Uraume narrows their eyes and has a scowl on their face. "You fucking worm."
Well then, now that I have all my adaptations and a small boost to my overall statistics, I'll kill them now. Hollow Wicker Basket is annoying, but if I damage them enough to release it, they're done.
It is one of the best anti-domains for nullifying a sure-hit, but the drawback is that your hands are occupied, so unless you are Heian form Sukuna, it won't be effective.
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Jujutsu Kaisen: Nah I'd Adapt
HumorYou know the drill, dude dies and reincarnates with some op wishes. This time, what if the cursed technique was as broken as Mahoraga's adaptation? Can Naohiro surpass Mr. Nah I'd Win?