Jujutsu Kaisen: Unlock The Eight Secret Arts at the Start

The black space sounded with this crisp sound.

A touch of paleness rose in vain.

A Cursed Spirit with a pale body, a height of two meters, and an extremely long hand, gradually walked out of the darkness.

Its entire book is covered with large and small spikes, and its hands have extremely sharp claws.

Between the waves, there was a whining sound of breaking through the sky.

Only a big mouth on the huge head occupies half of the country.

It roared, facing the flesh and blood monster that was a full one-third taller than him.

"Hahaha!!! Is this little thing here to make a joke with me?" Guiwa Zai grinned. There was a bit of disdain in his eyes, and he was even too lazy to look at the Cursed Spirit.

Randomly waved his palm.

Rumble! ! !

The huge Cursed Spirit exploded at an astonishing speed, like a chariot, madly crushing the poor ‘small’ guy.

Bang! ! !

Titicaca! ! !

Almost instantly.

The pale Cursed Spirit was crushed by a monster like a tank.

There was not even time to let out a scream.

It turned into a pool of curse power to dissipate.

"You guy, it's not Jabba! Who the hell is it!!"

The ghost kid recognized Jabba's voice, and the person trapping him at this moment was definitely not the old ghost. Obviously, he and others were calculated.

Divided in all spaces.

But the ghost baby is not a bit scared.

only because.

His hole card, but a real first-class Cursed Spirit! ! !

"I?"

"Haha~" The voice chuckled lightly.

"I'm just a guy who'deceives the world and steals names'." When the ghost boy heard this, his eyes shrank suddenly.

Zenin Ryuichi! The name suddenly appeared in his mind.

but..

When did this guy come here, and how long did he listen to it.

All the conversations between myself and others fell into the ears of the other party.

But didn't notice it.

This feeling of being played between applause instantly made the very grumpy ghost child suddenly seem to be lit by a hand of fire.

In his eyes, he was invaded by the dense bloodshot eyes.

There were two black airs in the nose, not like a stranger.

"Hahaha!! Am I wrong? Zenin Ryuichi, the cursed spirit that you have is inferior to the rubbish, why, why can it be famous in the whole Jujutsu world, why!!"

"Only a genius like me should be, and should be remembered by the world!!"

Guiwazi is almost mad with jealousy. Although he is a Curse teacher in the underground world, he has unparalleled self-esteem.

That self-confidence even Gojo Satoru may not be his opponent.

That thinks that the so-called invincible is just the children of the aristocratic family who deceived the world.

In order to tout the Gojo family of Big Three Sorcerer Families, the news was released.

The older Curse teachers are rubbish! !

"Come on Zenin Ryuichi!! Die in my hands, and then, with your life, tell the world who is the real ‘genius’!!!"

"Hahahaha!!!!! Hahaha!!!"

The ghost baby laughed ferociously, his eyes congested like a madman.

The curse power of the whole body is constantly surging.

And the first-level Cursed Spirit he controlled, after feeling the master's emotions, he kept slapping his chest with his palm. There was a muffled sound of ‘dong dong’.

The flesh and blood on his body kept falling.

Ryuichi looked at the crazy ghost baby.

In the moon-white eyes, with a bit of joking, condescendingly slowly emerged over this strange space.

For an instant.

The breath that resembled the subversion of heaven and earth broke out in an instant.

The cold killing intent bloomed endlessly in this space.

Blossoming blood-red flowers of the other bank appeared out of thin air.

It seems to be a hymn of death.

The sound of the ghost baby's laughter stopped abruptly, and the creature's instinct made him perceive a kind of fear from his soul.

His blood seemed to freeze at this moment, his body was stiff, and his smile seemed to be carved on his face.

This cold-blooded monster who treats his own father as food and eats it with a smile.

This lunatic who drank human brains as delicious juice.

At this moment, the whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Those dark eyes were deeply concealed by a layer of haze.

At this moment, in his eyes, it seems that hell is coming! !

The devil is resurrected! !

"Impossible!!! Impossible!!! How could it happen, how could it happen!!!" He wanted to scream crazy in his heart to vent his panic, but his voice couldn't make a sound anyway.

It seemed that the right to speak was completely stripped away by the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You seem to be confident in your Cursed Spirit?"

Ryuichi's tone is still so lazy, like a teenager who was woken up without waking up.

There was a bit of chilling murderous aura in the laziness.

The corners of his mouth cocked slightly.

The iconic smile appeared.

Snapped! !

He snapped his fingers casually.

Under the horrified gaze of Guiwazi, he saw a white Wang Yang.

Shattering~

Shattering~

The black space kept tumbling, and the terrifying curse power quickly emerged.

On the ground, a pale Cursed Spirit gradually emerged.

Although their breath is not strong enough, they are in the same vein and interlocking.

The huge curse power is becoming more and more tyrannical in the seriousness of the ghost boy.

They are like sculptures, half kneeling behind Ryuichi.

As if kneeling down and worshiping the supreme king.

Ryuichi's fingers slowly lifted and tapped lightly.

next moment.

The countless Cursed Spirits seemed to have gotten some supreme mission.

"Oh oh!!!"

"Ahhh!!"

They let out a loud roar, and rushed frantically at the ghost boy standing still on the spot, and the huge first-class Cursed Spirit beside him.

"Do not!!"

"Do not!!!!"

"No!!!" Under the fear of devouring everything, the ghost baby cried out as if breaking some kind of seal.

But.

Puff! !

Titicaca! ! !

Puff! ! !

The white torrent instantly overwhelmed him and his proud Cursed Spirit, gnawing at his body constantly with open mouths.

Click! !

He was weakly submerged in this torrent.

Looking at the sky covered by darkness with dizzy eyes, what reflected in his eyes was the pair of "skys" like a bright moon.

The frog at the bottom of the well, I don't know the world, sad, and damn it! !

The lunatic who devoured flesh and blood was finally swallowed up by the Cursed Spirit he most looked down upon, and he did not even leave a complete skeleton.

Perhaps he didn't know until the last moment that he was nothing but a mortal under this lofty sky, and he was a provocative and contemptuous person...

Like the eternal night blood moon, it walks on the top of the sky, unattainable! ! ! .

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