Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half Chapter 391: The Power

With Shoko’s guidance, Riko gradually found her rhythm. Each movent still had the awkwardness of a beginner, yet a unique cadence erged.

What was even more surprising was that the Star Plasma within her flowed with the shift of the sword’s montum, like a silent dance.

The sunlight outside the window softened, marking the passage of ti. The forge’s temperature dropped, but everyone’s attention stayed fixed on the kendo lesson unfolding at the center.

"Very good," Shoko said, satisfaction in her voice. "You have talent. Not only in kendo, more importantly, your grasp of power is unique."

At that mont, Sakanade in Riko’s hand rang with a clear, lodious note. Golden runes appeared in the air again, but this ti they were no longer violent or unruly. They flowed gracefully like water.

Each rune shed a gentle light that shone across their faces.

This feeling...

Riko held her breath.

It is as if Sakanade is responding to my feelings. No, not only responding, it is guiding in a certain direction.

Shunichi stood in the corner, his keen sword-sense catching the anomaly in the air.

Amazing, to trigger resonance with a Zanpakutō this quickly. This girl’s talent is exceptional. Does the Star Plasma itself possess a special affinity?

The Zenin brothers instinctively took half a step back, shock in their eyes. Golden runes danced, outlining mysterious patterns in the air. It was a sight they had never seen before.

In that mont, they finally understood why Satoshi chose this path. Sotis the best protection is not a safe cage, but teaching soone to protect herself.

The light in the forge dimd, yet the golden runes grew brighter.

As training continued, Riko’s progress was visible to the naked eye. Shoko’s teaching was strict yet gentle, attentive to every detail, while knowing when to encourage.

Riko showed remarkable learning ability. Each movent carried innate grace, as if she had been born to wield a sword.

"Take a break," Shoko said softly, lowering her stick. "You did very well for your first day. Kendo requires patience."

Riko nodded, but her hands still gripped Sakanade tightly, as if sothing was calling her.

She felt herself nearing a critical point, like standing at a cliff’s edge before a qualitative leap.

At that mont, Sakanade resonated again, the sound unusually clear, like a morning bell.

"This is..." Surprise flashed in Shoko’s eyes as she sensed the familiar fluctuation. As an experienced sorcerer who had worked with Zanpakutō for nine years, she knew exactly what this sign ant.

Satoru and Suguru stood almost simultaneously. They felt that special aura. The Cursed Energy in the air began to stir, not chaotically, but with a certain rhythm.

Signs of Shikai... Suguru’s eyes flickered with surprise.

I didn’t expect it to co so soon. This girl’s talent is far beyond what we imagined.

The temperature in the forge suddenly rose, the result of resonance between Cursed Energy and the power of the Star Plasma.

Riko felt the Star Plasma within her turn unusually active, yet not violent or unruly. It pulsed with a peculiar rhythm, like a silent symphony.

Sakanade vibrated gently in her hand, sending warm waves through her palm, as if waiting for sothing, as if guiding sothing.

I see...

Riko’s eyes turned crystal clear.

Sakanade is not just a weapon, it is a bridge that communicates the Star Plasma. And now, it is ti to open that bridge.

The golden runes began to flow faster, weaving a mysterious web across the forge. Everyone held their breath. A crucial mont was approaching.

"Collapse..." Riko spoke softly, yet her words carried undeniable power. It was as if the phrase had been carved deep into her soul, waiting for this mont to be released. "Sakanade."

In an instant, dazzling golden light burst from the blade, blooming like fireworks and flooding the space.

The airflow churned into small whirlwinds, but unlike before, the force was not chaotic. It carried an elegant order.

When the light faded, Sakanade in Riko’s hand had transford, shining with a unique luster.

Satoru narrowed his eyes, a strange light passing through his Six Eyes. "So this is Sakanade’s Shikai. Exciting.

"Want to try it?" Satoshi asked, his voice calm, a faint smile in his eyes. "Sakanade’s effect."

Excitent flickered through Satoru’s gaze as his aura sharpened.

Riko raised the blade and traced a slow stroke. The edge glowed with faint blue light, each gleam tracing a special path through the air. In the forge’s dim light, the lines looked mysterious, as if whispering secrets.

I understand...

Riko’s eyes lit up, as if realization struck in that instant.

Sakanade’s ability is the pinnacle of subverting cognition. It is not a simple illusion, it is a complete inversion of perception.

"The ability of Sakanade," Riko said softly, her voice carrying quiet force. "is to control the opponent’s perception."

"Oh?" Satoru arched a brow, interest flashing in his Six Eyes. "That sounds fun. Tell ."

Riko tightened her grip, feeling the delicate resonance along the blade. "Up becos down, left becos right, front becos back. The reversal is not limited to sight, it affects all perception."

She paused, then continued, "For example, if the opponent’s right hand is injured, he will feel pain in his left. The illusion is so real it will influence all of his actions and judgnts."

(To be continued.)

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