Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half Chapter 345: Reciting the Chant!

Yes, the real reason Yuki hadn't learned Kidō yet… was because she hadn't morized the incantations.

If others found out, they'd probably be so furious they'd cough up blood.

After all, compared to Yuki, even Yuto, i i, and the others hadn't yet mastered how to circulate Cursed Energy through Kidō.

While their progress had improved, it would still take ti before they truly grasped the path of Kidō.

Over these three months, Satoru and Utahi had already mastered the basics of Kidō. Though they were only sowhat proficient in interdiate Kidō, the advanced techniques remained the exclusive domain of Satoshi.

anwhile, the Gojo Clan estate had beco a hub for boys and young n, particularly in the mornings. In every hall, classrooms echoed with nothing but the sound of chanted incantations.

Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the na of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south

Hadō #31: Shakkahō!

Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and beco the wind, stop and beco the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle!

Hadō #63: Raikōhō!

From within the Gojo Kyokushin-ryu's private training hall, the clear voices of recitation echoed in the early morning hours. In another hall, disciples of the school whispered among themselves.

Though the chants sounded majestic at first, hearing them over and over began to make them feel sowhat childish.

But whenever soone mocked them aloud, Shunichi would imdiately scold them.

At first, many disciples thought that Shunichi had rented out the Gojo dojo to outsiders to earn extra money.

Until one day, one of the disciples happened to see Shunichi himself inside that mysterious room... reciting those "middle school" lines together with the rest.

After that discovery, the entire Kyokushin-ryu went into an uproar.

They couldn't believe it— Shunichi was actually part of this middle school-level group!

But soon, the most inford among them, Genichi—the senior disciple and grandson of the current Gojo patriarch—unraveled the truth through his grandfather.

"What exactly is Master Shunichi doing every ti he goes into that room after assigning us our daily drills?"

Everyone gathered around, eager for answers.

They had also heard that whatever was being studied in that room was related to Young Master Satoshi.

All disciples of Kyokushin-ryu revered Satoshi.

He was the genius who had forged a Zanpakutō nine years ago, who had erased one of Sukuna's fingers after sleeping for nine years, and who had crushed the combined forces of the two Jujutsu High campuses.

And most importantly, as Shunichi often emphasized, Satoshi was also a master of zanjutsu, a grandmaster in kendo.

Just how old was Satoshi? A 15 or 16-year-old kendo grandmaster—he was practically a living legend.

Now, the legend himself had opened a class inside the Gojo dojo. Whether or not it had anything to do with them directly, anyone who caught wind of it couldn't help but be drawn in.

"Kidō. Master Satoru, Master Shunichi, all of them... they're learning Kidō from Gojo Satoshi in that room!"

Kidō.

The word froze the room.

Suddenly, they rembered the spell Gojo Satoshi had used during the Kyoto-Tokyo Sister School Goodwill Event, the very technique that destroyed Sukuna's finger.

In an instant, those chants—once mocked as childish—beca sacred.

They now seed incomparably refined and powerful.

A system completely independent from Jujutsu, according to the rumors.

And now, it could be learned?

Could it be that Kidō wasn't sothing you were born with?

"Kidō? That's impossible..."

When Gakuganji Yoshinobu heard the term from Gojo Kumaen, he was left stunned.

Only now did he finally learn the real reason i i and Utahi had remained at the Gojo estate.

Until now, he'd thought the Gojo family had taken an interest in them for... marital reasons. But to his surprise, they weren't here as potential brides at all.

Gakuganji let out a long sigh of relief.

"Still thinking about dragging them back to Kyoto?" Kumaen asked teasingly, lifting his teacup with a smirk.

Gakuganji quickly sat up straight and said righteously, "Old friend, what are you saying? I don't understand. I just ca by to catch up. What's all this about dragging soone out of the Gojo estate?"

Seeing Gakuganji continue to play dumb, Kumaen simply chuckled and took another sip of tea.

If you're not here to take i i and Utahi back, then why are you still here? You can't tell you're being served tea as a polite way to see yourself out?

Monts later, Gakuganji, leaning on his cane, slowly made his way out the front gate of the Gojo residence.

Even now, he still felt deeply shaken.

He hadn't expected Gojo Satoshi to be so generous as to share the mysterious art of Kidō with i i and Utahi.

Shouldn't this be a treasured family technique?

Gakuganji suddenly felt that the conservative faction he belonged to had completely underestimated Gojo Satoshi.

Zanpakutō creation was already sothing that defied historical precedent.

Now, Kidō was proving to be another system that shook the very foundations of Jujutsu society.

If they kept excluding Gojo Satoshi like this, it wouldn't just be the Gojo clan—many other jujutsu families wouldn't tolerate it either.

Gakuganji sighed silently.

Even though he couldn't change the mindset of the conservatives in the General Directorate—since he was one of them himself—it didn't stop him from encouraging students to learn Kidō and improve their power.

And most importantly... if i i and Utahi could learn Kidō, then could others?

Could he learn it himself?

Even at his age, Yoshinobu Gakuganji still had the desire to grow stronger...

(To be continued.)

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