Jujutsu Kaisen: Unlock The Eight Secret Arts at the Start

On the blue sky, the white clouds seemed to be squeezed into various shapes by a big hand, floating quietly in the air.

A seven-year-old boy, ignoring his mother who was chattering in front of him, stared at the boy flying by the window sill on the twelfth floor with a dull look.

"Mom! A big brother flew past just now!!"

"Okay! I won't write homework for my mother! I learned to lie like your dead father! Come on! Come here! My mother will add a BUFF for you!!"

Afterwards, the belt whip of the ghost cry and wolf howling, and the cry of the boy's grievances and baba became the main theme of the room.

"Tsk tusk, my mother is really grumpy now."

A bright white light stepped on Ryuichi's feet, floating in the air, looking at the bear child who was beaten up, there was a gloating expression on his face.

Divine Armament Hundred Refinements, refining everything.

The white light under his feet was just a piece of tile he picked up casually, and after a few refining, he created a flying Cursed Tool that was enough to make Jujutsu masters jealous.

And the hapless bear kid did not lie.

The moment Ryuichi arrived in Osaka, he happened to be seen by this hapless child with sharp eyes, but Ryuichi reacted very quickly.

A simple Cursed Tool put oneself into a semi-invisible state, and also gave the bear child a love education.

"Osaka, it's been a long time since I saw you." A breeze slowly passed, shaking Ryuichi's black hair.

He looked condescendingly at the steel forest at his feet, looked at the group of small humans as small as ants, and sighed softly.

The originally cloudless sky was inexplicably stained with a layer of haze.

At the same moment.

In the secret room, on the head mountain, the man in black suddenly opened his eyes.

An earth-shattering curse power burst out all over the body, and the surrounding space was wrapped in pictures and texts transformed by countless purple curse powers.

It seems that countless souls of injustice appeared behind him.

"Zenin Ryuichi! It's finally here!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth, and the bitterness in the words was almost about to take shape.

"Hehe~ The speed is so fast, welcome to Osaka, I hope to have fun."

The fox-faced man on the side chuckled lightly, looking at a clearing with his eyes.

It seemed to partition the space, looking at Ryuichi who was hundreds of miles away.

And Ryuichi seems to have some feelings, her eyes condensed slightly, and she looked at the sky with a smile.

It's like looking at the fox man in kimono.

"Interesting~"

"interesting!"

The two uttered such a sentence at the same time, but one was joking and the other was full of disdain.

Ryuichi retracted his gaze, and his figure flickered quickly in the air.

Like a silver thunder, it appeared in a sparsely populated lane in a blink of an eye.

Although he doesn't care about being photographed, it's always good to be less troublesome.

Otherwise, being followed by those boring media is like being surrounded by a group of flies and buzzing. For the dragon, although it is easy to slap the ants to death, he has no interest in moving his claws.

Of course, if it is some ants who do not live or die, it is a different matter.

Just like this moment.

Ryuichi, who came out of the alley, tidyed up his clothes, a white sportswear, and his handsome appearance, like a butter niche about to debut.

At the entrance of the alley, a group of punks with their hair dyed colorfully looked at each other and looked at Ryuichi with a weird smile.

"Hey, that handsome boy over there, do you want to make friends?" The head of the red-haired cockscomb head, wearing a buckle on his nose, walked towards Ryuichi with duck steps.

"Me? Forget it."

Ryuichi stretched out a finger in surprise and pointed at himself.

"Huh? Brother, is it so shameless for brothers? The name of our Speeding Car Party is very useful throughout Osaka. If you don't become friends, you will be enemies."

Cockscomb came to Ryuichi's face, dangled his triangular eyes, stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his dry lips, with a deep threat in his tone.

Whoosh whoosh~

A butterfly knife in his hand swung quickly, like a beautiful butterfly dancing between his fingers.

"There is an extra hole on such a handsome face. I don't know how many girls feel distressed."

"Make friends, lend the money you have to brothers to have a good time, that's it."

Cockscomb smiled grinningly, and the little brothers behind him were even more watching the show. They squatted on the ground, waiting for Ryuichi to come up with the money obediently.

They don't know how many times they have used this trick. Like this kind of white flour noodles, they are all oily noodles. A little frightened, the white money is all their prostitution tonight.

"You play with the knife like this, don't you worry about your fingers falling off?" Ryuichi didn't give up the money as soon as they saw the knife, but said something inexplicable.

As soon as this sentence came out, all the gangsters on the opposite side were taken aback. .

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