Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Family Swordsmith Refuses To Be Cut In Half

The entire dojo fell into silence. No one expected that the outcome could be reversed so easily.

Even when Zenin Shinsuke was injured and fell to the ground, no one responded to treat him immediately.

"His wound was frozen by Sode Shirayuki. It only caused a penetrating injury. He cannot use the spell for the time being. He will just need to receive regular treatment in the future."

After all, the Zenin family and the Gojo family both belong to the Big Three Sorcerer Families. Although they have always disliked each other, Gojo Ming would not severely damage the other's future star in someone else's family.

He just needs to achieve his goal.

The moment he defeated Zenin Shinsuke, Gojo Ming had already begun to think about which Cursed Tool to choose.

Yes, he already had a target he wanted to choose before he even took a walk around Zenin's house.

Awakened by Gojo's voice, Zenin Naohito quickly ordered his subordinates to carry Zenin Shinsuke away for treatment.

Although Zenin Shinsuke failed this time, there is still no doubt about the strength he showed.

If nothing else, the leader of the next generation of the Zenin family should be Zenin Shinsuke.

Beside Naohito, Zenin Shan's expression was already livid. Zenin Shinsuke, whom he fully supported, still lost to Gojo Naru. It was too embarrassing.

Thinking of Gojo Ming's previous insult to him, and then thinking of Zenin Shinsuke's failure, Zenin was so angry that he was shaking all over.

After giving Gojo Ming an angry look, Zenin left the field in a gloomy manner.

The attitude of the entire Zenin family became a little cold in an instant, except for Zenin's immediate neighbor who was the acting representative.

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"I didn't expect, Naru-kun, that there is another technique hidden in your Sode Shirayuki!"

"Everyone was confused by the wide range of spells you showed before. It turns out that your third spell, White Sword, is the real killing move."

People in Zenin are filled with emotion.

Zenin Shinsuke lost unjustly, and Gojo Ming's behavior during this battle was completely unlike that of a six-year-old child.

No one would have thought that a Cursed Tool called a Zanpakutō could possess three techniques.

"Uncle Naohito, why do you think Sode Shirayuki only has three techniques?"

A smirk appeared on Gojo Ming's face.

Being targeted like this by the Zenin family would make even a clay figure angry, let alone a cheating time traveler like him?

The Zenin family has lost the qualification to cooperate with him, and he doesn't mind making the Zenin family feel disgusted.

Sode Shirayuki has only exposed three types of techniques so far. The Zenin family probably thought that their Sode Shirayuki only had these three types of techniques.

Since this group of people does not support cooperation with him, then there is no need for him to be warm to others, right?

However, now that they have come to this point, he also wants to see if Zenin Naohbi, the representative of the Zenin family who is very supportive and supports cooperation with him, will reveal the true meaning behind the Zanpakutō cooperation. What about the expression of regret?

"Aren't there only three kinds?"

Zenin was keenly aware of the meaning of Gojo Ming's words, and his expression suddenly froze.

However, he still couldn't believe it. Sode Shirayuki's three techniques were already powerful enough. If there was a fourth or even fifth technique, wouldn't this Zanpakutō be too terrifying?

"Of course, Uncle Dhibi!"

"Shall I do the math?"

Gojo Ming stretched out his left hand pretending to be innocent and started counting one by one.

"Well, Yue Bai, Bai Lian, and Bai Dao, these three are the ones you have seen."

Gojo counted from his thumb to his middle finger, then looked up at Zenin, who looked surprised, and continued to talk to the nameless index.

"Eighteen degrees below zero."

"Fifty degrees below zero."

"Absolute zero."

"Swastika..."

Gojo Ming counted all the way to the index finger of his right hand, and then smiled brightly at Zenin.

"Uncle Zhibiren, it seems that there are only seven kinds of magic!"

Zenin's immediate neighbor's eyes widened when he heard this, while Zenin Shi'er, who had always been extremely calm beside him, was so shocked that he leaned forward.

The two who can be called the strongest people in the Zenin family were shocked by Yu Gojo Ming's words.

——[This Zanpakuto named Sode Shirayuki actually has seven techniques? Is this kid lying to me? Are you deliberately trying to mess with my mind? 】

——[What is minus 18 degrees? Fifty degrees below zero? Doesn’t the name of this technique sound too casual? Isn't it completely different from the previous First Dance, Second Dance, and Third Dance? Shouldn't this minus 18 degrees be the dance of four? 】

——[Also, what is that all-encompassing solution? Although the other techniques may sound a bit out of place, they are still techniques related to temperature after all. But what’s the solution? It sounds very abstract. 】

Doubt and surprise were fighting on Zenin's face.

He was surprised that Sode Shirayuki's Zanpakutō had seven techniques, but he was a little doubtful about the content of Gojo Ming's words. It was just a Cursed Tool. Could it really have seven techniques?

Zenin's expression on the side was shocked for a moment, but soon returned to calm.

When he heard the word swastika, he realized that Gojo Ming didn't make it up.

However, he was also surprised. He did not expect that Sode Shirayuki in the initial state of release could actually possess as many as six kinds of techniques.

It seems that he still underestimates the Zanpakutō.

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Seeing the doubtful look on Zenin's face, Gojo Ming waved his sleeve Shirayuki very directly, and casually swung his knife at Zenin.

"Uncle Zhibiren, please experience the technique of minus eighteen degrees for yourself."

Zenin narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously raised his fist to block.

However, Gojo Ming's attack had no killing intent, so Sode Shirayuki's sword energy just passed through his arm.

Faced with such a powerless attack, Zenin was a little confused and didn't know what Gojo Ming was doing.

But then, he suddenly noticed a cold feeling on his arm, and a cut appeared on the surface of his arm where the sword energy had scratched, but no blood flowed out of this wound.

It was as if an ice cube had been cut open by a sharp blade, not like it belonged to his own body at all.

"Uncle Zhibiren, this is the function of minus 18 degrees! The blood of enemies injured by it will freeze quickly and will not flow out from any incisions on the body."

Gojo Ming smiled and glanced at the direction Zenin left just now.

"I know the Zenin family still feels that Sode Shirayuki is not that strong, but you just can't force Sode Shirayuki's full power."

"If I had used 'White Sword' + 'Eighteen Degrees Below Zero' in the battle with Zenin Shinsuke just now, then Zenin Shinsuke should probably be in the morgue at this time."

Gojo Ming's words sounded very harsh, but Zenin knew that there was no exaggeration in them.

After all, I have truly experienced the power of minus 18 degrees.

Since 18 degrees below zero is real, then the 50 degrees below zero, absolute zero, mentioned by Gojo Ming, may not be fictitious.

This time, the Zenin family was completely defeated!