Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

Now that Sode no Shirayuki's abilities had been sealed, how could Gojo Satoshi possibly compete with Zenin Shinsuke?

While most believed the battle was already decided, Toji remained unfazed, a slight smile on his face.

After spending time around Satoshi, he had come to realize something, Satoshi's strength wasn't limited to Sode no Shirayuki's techniques.

The hand-to-hand combat techniques Toji had taught him in the past few days, and the Kendo that Shunichi had drilled into him before, Satoshi had absorbed them all at an alarming rate.

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"Give up, Gojo Satoshi!"

Shinsuke gripped the Inverted Spear of Heaven, his confidence soaring.

He, too, was convinced of his impending victory. Without its techniques, Sode no Shirayuki was nothing more than an ordinary blade.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Shinsuke vanished, closing the distance to Satoshi in an instant.

He chose not to rely on his Cursed Technique but instead engaged Satoshi directly in close-quarters combat.

After all, if he let go of the Inverted Spear of Heaven, who knew when Gojo Satoshi might unleash another one of Sode no Shirayuki's devastating ice techniques?