Gojo Satoru remained calm.
He simply took a small step back.
The Charlotte family members watching from a distance exchanged glances, unable to suppress their shock.
"That Gojo Satoru is truly a monster. Even after Big Brother Katakuri went all out, he still couldn't take him down?"
"No wonder people say Gojo Satoru's abilities are comparable to those of an Admiral. Looks like that's not just a rumor—it's a hard fact. Gojo really is terrifying!"
"No matter how you put it, Brother Katakuri is the second-strongest in our family. The only one above him is Charlotte Linlin! But even someone like him, with such a ruthless and overwhelming style, can't do any real damage to the opponent?"
Before, the members of the Charlotte family were merely surprised.
But now—they were consumed by fear!
Sheer, boundless fear!
Terrifying!
This guy isn't human!
Can someone actually be this powerful?
Some family members even began to think Gojo Satoru wasn't human at all, but rather a demon from hell wearing human skin.
Kronos stroked his chin thoughtfully.
"Interesting."
"If I'm not mistaken..."
"Katakuri, you can see the future, can't you?"
That one sentence exposed Katakuri's greatest advantage, but his expression didn't change. It was as if he had expected his opponent to figure it out from the beginning.
This was no longer a secret—everyone knew it. Katakuri had already accepted that his most powerful ability would eventually be discovered. It was only a matter of time.
Bang (Silver Fang) Garp sighed, stroking his beard.
"Can see part of the future, huh? This kid really has something special. I wonder if I could learn a skill like that."
Uchiha Madara, who had previously looked down on Katakuri, adjusted his stance once he realized Katakuri could glimpse the future.
Senju Hashirama glanced sideways at Madara and whispered,
"Can your Sharingan do anything like that?"
Uchiha Madara replied coolly,
"Not in the exact same way, but it achieves a similar result. It lets me predict what the enemy will do next."
Hashirama didn't press further. He just silently observed Katakuri, deep in thought—no one knew what was going through the mind of the God of Shinobi.
Meanwhile, Yoriichi Tsugikuni pondered silently.
If he were the one fighting Katakuri instead of Gojo Satoru...
Would Katakuri's ability still allow him to judge the path of his blade?
Kronos gave a slight smile.
"Gojo Satoru."
"It's about time you showed your true strength. Teach that kid a proper lesson, won't you?"
Even without Kronos saying anything, Gojo Satoru was already preparing to make a move.
He slowly took off his blindfold, revealing his strikingly handsome face.
His pair of dark (Nord-like) pupils seemed to hold an overwhelming power—like black holes drawing everyone's attention.
For some reason, when Katakuri saw those eyes, unease welled up in his chest.
His Observation Haki, which he had always trusted, was now sounding alarms—warning him of danger.
Katakuri had never doubted his instincts before. Which meant... he truly might be facing a deadly crisis next!
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