Jujutsu Kaisen: Unlock The Eight Secret Arts at the Start

"Kageichi, Zenin Ryuichi is the heir of Zenin's root Masahong."

The old man's voice was not loud, but the threat in it was beyond words.

As one of the most powerful Big Three Sorcerer Families in the entire Jujutsu world, the Zenin family has a long heritage that can be traced back thousands of years.

This powerful family is the one that pays the most attention to magic skills among the three. They spend a lot of manpower and material resources every year to recruit young people with magic skills.

Kageichi and Kagesan, who died under Ryuichi before, are both talents that this generation of Zenin has cultivated since childhood.

but.

Even the Zenin family, who is proud of their spells, has an iron rule that cannot be violated.

That is, blood!

In this cold and ancient family, Zenin orthodoxy without Jujutsu may be bullied by these recruited Jujutsu teachers, and no one cares about it.

However, once the heirs of the Zenin family appear as heirs to the magic, his status will be much higher than those adopted. This is the iron law that has not changed for thousands of years in the family.

People who are not from the Zenin family can be called Jujutsu teachers in vain, and those who are not sorcerers can be called people in vain!

This sentence speaks out the attitude of the Zenin family.

It is hard to be recognized as an upright ‘person’ in Zenin’s family without magic, and even with the inheritance of magic, it’s hard to see the Zenin family who also has Jujutsu.

This is the self-confidence and domineering inherited from the ancient family and passed down for thousands of years.

It's more extreme than Gojo's.

More domineering than Kamo's...

Zenin! !

"Subordinates understand."

Yingyi's Adam's apple squirmed unconsciously.

The aura that the old man showed just now has made him feel chills all over his body, and his attitude is more respectful, and his already lowered head is a bit lower than before.

"Yeah, but it's really not good for young people to be so rampant. That fellow, Shier, is in Osaka now."

The old man put the tea cup on the table in front of him, and the tea in the cup rippled.

"what do you mean..."

When the man in a suit heard this, he was taken aback for a moment and then cautiously raised his head, looking at the old man.

"go a head."

The old man closed his eyes again. Although he didn't say anything, Kageichi already understood what he meant, bowed and saluted again, and then slowly stepped back.

In the huge room, only the thin figure of the old man was left at the moment, and the black cat in the corner had disappeared at some point.

"A good knife needs a sharpening stone."

The old man sat on the tatami, his mouth was slightly pursed, and a black curse slowly flowed behind him, and everything in the room seemed to have been stained with a layer of haze in an instant.

It seemed to drag everything around into a world of shadows.

"Ten shadow spells, are there really no inheritance?" The old man murmured to himself, a trace of loneliness emerged involuntarily on his face.

Meow~

In the boundless darkness behind him, a meow seemed to be responding to the old man's question.

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and that's right, but Zenin Ryuichi is really a different kind of child."

"The strength of the Jujutsu teacher has been determined at the moment of birth by the Jujutsu in the blood. That child, three rounds of tests, did not have Jujutsu, but suddenly had Jujutsu two years ago."

"This kind of thing is simply out of order."

Jujutsu is an instinct, or a gift, that has been carved into the body from the moment a person is born.

The Jujutsu teacher is the most unfair in the world and the fairest in the world.

The strength of a Jujutsu teacher is determined by his own talent 80%, and the remaining two talents rely on hard work.

The endless efforts of a mortal may not even compare to a real genius for casual play.

This is a recognized rule in the entire Jujutsu community, and it is also the consensus of everyone.

But Ryuichi broke this common sense.

"A good seedling, after all, is the blood of the Zenin family, let the fellow Shi Er go and sharpen him."

As the old man's voice fell, the darkness behind him disappeared, and the old man who had been sitting on the tatami disappeared together.

The room was like someone had never been here before.

Only left, the cup of tea on the table was rippling.

on the other hand.

Ryuichi, who didn't know exactly what the Zenin family of his birth would think of, Ryuichi lazily pushing a trolley in one of the largest supermarkets in Osaka.

Throw the potato chips and Coke on the shelf into the car at will.

Ryuichi did not rush back to Suizawa after leaving from Toroho. Instead, he thought that the inventory in his home seemed to be low. The last time Gojo Satoru went to his home, he almost wiped out his own snacks.

I just came to this supermarket to buy some. After all, I can't buy many flavors of potato chips in Shanze.

Gojo Satoru loves sweets, while Ryuichi prefers potato chips.

The two tried to persuade each other a few years ago, but in the end, Gojo Satoru still likes to eat sweets, but he has a habit of bringing a piece of potato chips when buying. .

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