Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King.

Cursed spirit.

It is formed by the natural accumulation of cursed energy generated by the negative emotions that overflow from human beings unconsciously.

Based on the principle of the birth of cursed spirits, they can be mainly divided into three categories: "ordinary cursed spirits", "imaginary cursed spirits" and "cursed spirits".

among them.

The birth of "ordinary cursed spirits" and "cursed spirits" is a completely random, cumulative, or conditionally specific, and demanding process.

Finally, the cursed spirit that was born as a result is difficult to define within a controllable and predictable range.

Only with the birth of the "hypothetical cursed spirit" does it become possible to conduct directional human intervention.

In addition, some curses whose true nature is unknown are also classified as "imaginary curses".

"Imaginary curses" are mainly born out of human fear of a certain fixed concept.

This "fixed concept" is the variable that can be artificially controlled in the experiment of the birth of the cursed spirit.

"All right."

clap clap clap!

Future clapped his hands and instructed the six first-year students:

"There are several top-level cursed spirits with special abilities lurking in this hotel."

"And your mission this time is to find them all and defeat them without completely exorcising them!"

"Don't worry about not being able to do it. Jiduoluo and Moxuluo will take care of you throughout the process."

"Of course~" Future added with a smile: "Unless one of you is in a state of near death, they will not easily take action."

"This is just a mission, go away!" Future waved his hand.

The first-year students quickly entered wartime status and searched the hotel carefully.

This is the situation.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but feel dazed.

"Time flies by so fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been nine years since we went out together against the rules to help Jay tame the Rainbow Dragon."

Upon hearing this, Wei Lai teased, "Yeah~ I don't know which stupid bastard actually threw his companion into the mouth of Rainbow Dragon."

"Oh, brother, didn't we agree not to talk about this?" Gojo Satoru was a little annoyed. "Luckily the person involved wasn't at the scene, otherwise I would have been beaten up again = ="

"Well~"

"You are the one who deserves it"

Mirai kicked Gojo Satoru a little harder.

Gojo Satoru dodged like a slippery loach, and then said solemnly: "Brother, as a sorcerer and a high school teacher, you actually guided the birth of a curse spirit in private."

"Do this..."

“Isn’t that a bit too much?”

"At the beginning, just one 'Rainbow Dragon' caused a considerable impact."

"Now there are four cursed spirits of the same nature, species and level, and they have all grown to maturity. I'm afraid the harm they are doing to the surrounding civilians in secret is incalculable—"

“Hahahahaha…” Before Gojo Satoru could finish his words, Mirai suddenly burst into laughter and asked in surprise, “Satoru, are you actually going to say this?”

"If you were a student, you would definitely say to yourself now - it's hard to understand how a strong person could sympathize with the weak!"

"It seems that you have really grown a lot~" Wei Li sighed and explained:

"Don't worry, the birth of these four cursed spirits is always under my control, and there is no explicit stipulation that there must be casualties when a cursed spirit is born."

"after all--"

"Only living people can generate and transmit fear."

"Before this, the best achievement of these four cursed spirits was to scare a wealthy businessman who was living a relatively good life into fainting during a relaxing activity."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have known of their existence until now, and it wouldn't have taken them so long to mature."

“Is that so…” Gojo Satoru nodded slightly, and he felt relieved.

otherwise.

He was really afraid that his brother would develop into a curse master.

By the time.

If there is no one in the world of sorcery who can stop him, then he is doomed.

The words end here.

Gojo Satoru suddenly felt as if he had overlooked something. He looked around the magnificent hotel lobby, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

This feeling.

It's like having Alzheimer's.

Holding a rice spoon, look for a rice spoon; holding a cell phone, look for a cell phone.

Just when Gojo Satoru was scratching his head and was about to remember it.

Sudden.

There was a loud bang.

Interrupted his thoughts.

Lobby first floor.

Next to the white tiger statue.

"hateful!"

"Is that guy kidding me?!"

"There is not even a trace of cursed spirits here, how could there be cursed spirits haunting here!"

As she couldn't find any trace of the cursed spirit anywhere, Maki became more and more agitated. Unable to bear it any longer, she kicked the foot of the white tiger statue next to her.

Suddenly.

There was a clicking sound.

The surface of the white tiger statue began to crack from the soles of its feet.

The rich and foul smell of cursed spirits continued to seep out from it.

Although its full appearance could not be seen, the white tiger's chubby paws had been crushed red and swollen by the tremendous force of "Heaven and Tyrant".

"Roar!!!"

Under the pain of eating.

The statue's head shattered automatically.

The white tiger, which was more than ten feet tall, opened its bloody mouth and let out an extremely fierce roar towards Maki who was standing at its feet.

The visible sound waves instantly blew the confused Maki away!

And it was embedded deeply into the wall!

"Maki-san!"

Yuta immediately rushed to the first floor to check on Maki's condition, and confronted Baihu, who had completely "revived" from his statue state.

Several other people also returned to the first floor lobby to gather.

Why can't I find any trace of the cursed spirit?

The way the White Tiger showed up says it all.

"Wow~" Mirai, who was leaning against the hotel door, exclaimed, "Finally found it, and it's in this way, it's really Maki's style w"

Seeing the White Tiger blast Maki away with one strike.

Gojo Satoru was somewhat surprised at the strength of this first-level cursed spirit: "Brother, what is the ability of this White Tiger?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Weilai spread his hands, unable to hide the smile on his face, and seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece.

"The White Tiger controls vibrations and storms, which are mainly manifested in shock waves. It also has the ability to fly, and its speed is extremely good. Its defense is mediocre, but it is still stronger than most cursed spirits of the same level."

"With its current level as a top-level cursed spirit, if it strikes with all its strength, it will have no problem bringing down Mount Fuji."

"what?!"

"Is this what 'Level 1' is?" Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Are you kidding?"

"Well~" Future added: "After all, if it is to reach that level, 'White Tiger' can only launch a suicide truck, and the loser will eat dust."

"That's more like it... but it doesn't seem right either." Gojo Satoru wondered, "Which 'level one' cursed spirit can bring down Mount Fuji?"

"No, no, no!"

The future shook his head and introduced in a serious manner:

"This is not an ordinary first-level curse spirit, this is the first-level curse spirit in Wang Wei's poem!"

Wang Wei: Have I ever written this poem?

Future: If you say you have it, you have it! (Zubao's same laser eye core smiles.jpg)

Wang Wei: Yes, yes, yes!

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Ode to the Tiger

Don Wang Wei

Tiger, tiger, tiger,

Singing with your neck raised toward the sky.

White hair flutters,

The bare palms stir the clear waves.