The entire dojo fell into silence. No one expected that the outcome could be reversed so easily.
Even when Zen Yuan 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 Zenyuan family and the Gojo family both belong to the Gosan family. Although they have always disliked each other, Naru Gojo 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 Naru had already begun to think about what spell tool to choose.
Yes, he already had a target he wanted to choose before he even took a look around the Zen Library.
Awakened by Gojo Ming's voice, the people directly adjacent to Zenyuan quickly ordered their subordinates to carry Zenyin Shinsuke away for treatment.
Although Zenyuan Shinsuke failed this time, there is still no doubt about the strength he showed.
If nothing else happens, the leader of the next generation of the Zenyuan family should be Zenyuan Shinsuke.
Beside Naohito, Zenin Fan's expression was already livid. Zenin Shinsuke, whom he fully supported, still lost to Gojo Naru. It was too embarrassing.
Thinking of Gojo Naru's previous insult to him, and then thinking of Zen Yuan Shinsuke's defeat, Zen Yuan Fan was so angry that his whole body trembled.
After giving Gojo Ming an angry look, Chanyuan Fan left the scene in a gloomy manner.
The attitude of the entire Zen Yuan family became a little indifferent in an instant, except for the direct neighbor of the Zen Yuan who was the acting representative.
…
"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 directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan were filled with emotion.
Zenin Shinsuke lost unjustly, and Gojo Naru's behavior in this battle was completely unlike that of a six-year-old child.
No one would have thought that a magical 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 Naru's face.
Being targeted like this by the Zen Master, even a clay figure would be angry, let alone a cheating time traveler like him?
The Zen Master has lost the qualification to cooperate with him, and he doesn't mind making the Zen Master feel disgusted.
Sode Shirayuki has only exposed three techniques so far, and the Zen Academy practitioners probably think that their Sode Shirayuki only has these three 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, having come to this point, he also wanted to see if Zenyuan Naohito, the Zenyuan family representative who supported him so much and cooperated with him, would reveal the true meaning behind the Zanpakutō cooperation. What about the expression of regret?
"Aren't there only three kinds?"
The person directly next to the Zen Yuan 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 scary?
"Of course, Uncle Dhibi!"
"Shall I do the math?"
Wu Jiaoming pretended to be innocent and stretched out his left hand and began to count them one by one.
"Well, Yue Bai, Bai Lian, and Bai Dao, these three are the ones you have seen."
Gojo Naru counted from his thumb to his middle finger, then raised his head and glanced at the surprised Zenyuan Naobei, and continued to talk to the nameless index.
"Eighteen degrees below zero."
"Fifty degrees below zero."
"Absolute zero."
"Swastika..."
Gojo Naru counted all the way to the index finger of his right hand, and then smiled brightly at the person directly next to the monastery.
"Uncle Zhibiren, it seems that there are only seven kinds of magic!"
When the person directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan heard this, his eyes widened instantly, while the Zen Yuan Jin'er who had always been extremely calm beside him was so shocked that he leaned forward.
The two people who could be called the strongest in the Chanyuan family were shocked by Yu Wutiaoming'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 random? 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 the faces of the people directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan.
He was surprised that Sode Shirayuki's Zanpakutō had seven techniques, but he was a little doubtful about Gojo Naru's words. It was just a magic weapon. Could it really have seven techniques?
The expression on the side of Chanyuan Shi'er quickly returned to calm after being shocked for a moment.
When he heard the word swastika, he realized that Gojo Ming had not fabricated it.
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.
…
Seeing the doubtful expression on the face of the Zen Yuan Naibei, Gojo Ming waved his sleeves Shirayuki very directly, and casually swung his knife at the Zen Yuan Naibei.
"Uncle Zhibiren, please experience the technique of minus eighteen degrees for yourself."
The person directly next to the Zen Garden narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously raised his fist to block him.
However, Gojo Naru's attack did not have any killing intent, so Sode Shirayuki's sword energy just passed through his arm.
Faced with such a powerless attack, the people directly adjacent to the Zen Yuan were a little confused, wondering what Wu Jiao 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 cuts on the body."
Gojo Ming smiled and glanced at the direction that Zen Garden Fan left just now.
"I know that the Zen masters still think that Sode Shirayuki is not that strong, but you just can't force Sode Shirayuki's full power."
"If I had used the 'White Sword' + 'Eighteen Degrees Below' in the battle with Zenin Shinsuke just now, then I'm afraid Zenin Shinsuke should be in the morgue at this time."
Gojo Ming's words sounded very harsh, but the people directly adjacent to the Zen Academy 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, probably does not have any fictitious elements.
This time, the Chanyuan family was completely defeated!
