Through the system's expnation, Satoshi finally uood the current state of Sode no Shirayuki.
So, this is an Asauchi… It seems that every Zanpakutō I fe will start in this form. Only by learning its true name I achieve Shikai, and by subduing its spirit, I attain Bankai.
Fortunately, I already uand how the Shinigami system works and know the names of each Zanpakutō. Otherwise, if I had to figure out the name now, it would be too te.
Satoshi let out a quiet breath of relief.
"Sode no Shirayuki, from now on, we will face this world together."
He whispered the name of his Zanpakutō and slowly uned the cloth c its bde.
His aade Takuya anxious, caused Shunichi to sneer, a Satoru, watg from outside, feeling tense.
"Satoru, are you nervous?"
The old man beside him noticed Satoru's emotions and smiled.
It was the first time he had ever seen Satoru, usually carefree and etric showing signs of nervousness.
So, Satoru get nervous… just not for himself.
The old man shook his head, then reached out to ruffle Satoru's hair before speaking in a calm yet firm voice:
"Satoshi is speaking to his cursed tool. Rex, I sense something different about that on."
"Satoru, have faith in Satoshi. If nothing ued happens, the cursed tool in his hands should be even more powerful than we imagined..."
Satoru nodded slightly, though his gaze remained locked onto Satoshi.
Regardless of the old man's words, his decision had already been made.
If anything ued happehen he would bee the "ued" factor in this bet.
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"Sode no Shirayuki… That's a beautiful name."
Takuya, who had withe entire f process, found the ting. It was elegant, pure, and perfectly matched the bde that had taken shape in Satoshi's hands.
"Sode no Shirayuki? No matter how he name is, it's still just an ordinary on."
Gojo Shunichi scoffed in disdain.
To him, cursed tools were just tools. Naming them ointless.
Whether it was Gojo Satoshi's Sode no Shirayuki or his own Cicada Cry, these names were nothing more than bels.
"Enough talk. Let's get started!"
"Uncle Shunichi, you should draw your cursed tool now."
Satoshi held the Asauchi firmly, its size making it look out of p the hands of a six-year-old.
"This is my cursed tool—Cicada Cry!"
Shunichi uhed his katana and assumed a defeance.
"Young master Satoshi, you attack first, and I'll defend. I'll show you the true power of a cursed tool!"
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g! g! g!
The sound of swords g filled the fe.
Satoshi pressed forward, striking with his Asauchi again and again.
Shunichi, wielding Cicada Cry, easily parried each blow.
The differen experieweewo was vast.
Although both wielded swords, Satoshi had zero kendo training, while Shunichi was a reized master of the art, one of the stro swordsmen iire Gojo .
It recisely because of this skill that Shunichi was so fident.
Even so, he didn't use his full strength.
After all, his oppo was just a six-year-old child.
As much as he despised Satoshi, his pride as a swordsmaed him from ht crushing the boy.
Still…
This sword…
Even as he casually deflected Satoshi's strikes, a thought the back of Shunichi's mind.
Why hasn't my bde cut through his yet? Shouldn't it have bent or broken by now?
By all logi ordinary on should have already sustained damage.
Yet Sode no Shirayuki remained pletely intact.
Could this really be a cursed tool?
Shunichi frowned.
He couldn't sense any cursed energy from it, something that went against the very nature of cursed tools.
Meanwhile, Satoshi had a pletely differeion.
[The host is receiving instru from a sword master. Kendo experience +10.]
[The host is receiving instru from a sword master. Kendo experience +10.]
[The host is receiving instru from a sword master. Kendo experience +10.]
With every attack, his system rewarded him with kendo experience.
Wait… Is this guy actually giving me free training?
The realization made Satoshi's eyes light up.
inally, his pn had been simple: activate Shikai as quickly as possible a Shunichi withe true power of Sode no Shirayuki.
But now?
Now he had found an opportunity to farm experience.
There was no way he would pass up on this.
With that thought in mind, Satoshi not only titag but also began provoking Shunichi.
"Uncle Shunichi, is this really your cursed tool?"
"If you keep blog like this, won't my Sode no Shirayuki get bent first?"
"So… You still don't believe it's a cursed tool?"
His childish voice carried an ione, but the words were deliberate, f Shunichi to keep defending.
"A cursed tool? At most, the material is just a little strohat doesn't prove anything."
"Let's see if you even swing that sword a huimes before talking big."
Shunichi sneered.
He still refused to aowledge Sode no Shirayuki as a true cursed tool.
Besides, no matter how strong the sword was, it wouldn't matter.
Satoshi was just a kid, his stamina wouldn't st long.
And he was right.
By the time Satoshi had swung thirty times, his strength was already starting to fade.
F Sode no Shirayuki earlier had already drained him, and now swinging a full-sized kataedly was taking its toll.
Even with the bes of his Heavenly Restri, he was still only six years old.
"Thirty-one... thirty-two... thirty-three..."
His arms burned with exhaustion, but each system notificatio his motivation high.
He khis was a rare opportunity.
If he won this bet, Shunichi would never let him spar like this again.
"Forty... forty-one..."
By the time he reached forty-three strikes, his arms felt like lead.
But in exge, his system had rewarded him 430 points of kendo experience.
For the first time, his kendo profi the system panel moved—0% to 1%.
"This is too slow..."
Once his swordsmanship experience reached the threshold, he could unlock Hakuda (hand-to-hand bat teiques).
Among the four basic Soul Reaper bat styles—Zanjutsu (swordsmanship), Hakuda (hand-to-hand bat), Hohō (mobility), and Kidō (demon arts)—Hakuda was the ohat best suited his body at the moment.
After all, Heavenly Restriade his physical abilities far superior to normal.
Without a cursed tool in hand, his body itself would bee his stro on.
"I o grind more kendo experiend master Hakuda as soon as possible!"
And the fastest way to do that…
Was to keep f Shunichi to fight him.
