Chapter 102: Itadori: This Thing is Way Better Than Fists!
It is well known that the birth of a Cursed Tool must at least involve a Jujutsu Sorcerer facing life and death, or the death and Curses of multiple non-sorcerers, to succeed. Even the forging techniques hidden by the major families are mostly ancient, evil methods passed down through the ages, and are rarely applicable in the modern Jujutsu world.
Furthermore, the core of why a Cursed Tool is a Cursed Tool lies in whether it is tainted with a Curse, and its specialty only lies in the abilities and Cursed Techniques accompanying the Curse. Possibly due to the nature of a 'Curse' not spontaneously dissipating, a Cursed Tool can be preserved for a long time without decay, but its material composition will not be significantly altered.
It's even more impossible for them to maintain a constant glorious sheen or possess various miraculous properties, like Noble Phantasms supposedly bolstered by legend.
In short, the hardness of a Cursed Tool won't be much stronger than its original physical composition; at least, most Cursed Tools below Special Grade are like this.
While a Cursed Object might possess almost indestructible efficacy due to some kind of restriction, Cursed Tools are rarely similar.
While the shape of a two-meter greatsword can indeed deliver extraordinary physical destructive power, physical force doesn't have much effect on Curses.
Moreover, a Grade 2 Curse already possesses the strength to pierce steel. Isn't a Cursed Tool this size clearly going to be damaged after just a couple of hits?
Excluding Cursed Energy, how many humans possess this kind of monstrous strength? It must be noted that family sorcerers look down most upon sheer physical strength.
No one would forge such a bizarre Cursed Tool, and even if they had, it would have long been buried under the wheel of history.
So, when it appeared there, a single doubt popped into the minds of everyone in the monitoring room and Todo Aoi, who was directly facing it:
"What kind of Cursed Tool is this?!"
Corresponding to the stunned expressions of others was Zen'in Maki's highly spirited command.
"Go, Yuji!"
"Osu!"
Hoisting the two-meter greatsword, which could exaggeratedly be called a door plank, Itadori Yuji charged towards Todo Aoi without a word.
This was the strategy the Tokyo team quickly discussed: have the physically exaggerated Itadori Yuji deal with the similarly exaggerated Todo Aoi, and then the rest of the team could quickly gain an advantage in the match.
Though his own physique might not even match that massive blade, Itadori Yuji could effortlessly wield it in his hand, creating a stark contrast between the athletic student and the giant sword.
After he roughly injected Cursed Energy into it, the blade flashed with a glow visible only to Jujutsu Sorcerers, further proving its identity as a legitimate Cursed Tool.
"A flashy, empty shell! Watch me dismantle it in a couple of moves!"
Any person with a normal thought process wouldn't choose to clash head-on with a greatsword, but Todo Aoi raised his fist and met the charge.
Boom!
Invisible waves spread in a ring around the two of them, and according to the laws of physics, the action between forces is mutual.
Thus, blood spilled from Todo Aoi's fist, while the broad blade remained completely undamaged.
"What?!"
His punch can shatter pure steel, so why is the massive Cursed Tool in front of him still intact?
Not even a tiny dent—that's highly abnormal!
"It's not over yet!"
Without giving Todo Aoi any more time to be surprised, Itadori Yuji's next attack had already arrived.
Boom—Boom—Boom!
Todo Aoi is a Grade 1 Sorcerer, and Itadori Yuji should be the newcomer to the Jujutsu world. Yet, the scene turned into the latter, wielding a greatsword, raining heavy blows upon the former.
For the first time, Itadori Yuji felt the exhilaration and joy of combat.
Initially, when Zen'in Maki laid a pile of weapons before him to choose from, he was still hesitant, but she slapped the greatsword into his arms.
She said something along the lines of, "This weapon can be used as long as you can swing it; you don't need any practice."
Facts indeed proved that for things like greatswords and giant swords, as long as you can swing them as if they were an extension of your arm, technique is completely unimportant.
When lifting this reliable weapon and charging at the enemy, that feeling of indomitable self-confidence naturally arose!
Retreating is completely unnecessary to consider, because offense is the best defense!
Compared to such a fierce and gratifying battle, punching and kicking really do feel too trivial!
"Ooooh!!!"
In the monitoring room on the other side, Satoru Gojo fell into a rare moment of silence upon seeing this, no longer his usual talkative self.
He didn't recall teaching Itadori Yuji this style of combat.
What about the precise control of Cursed Energy and the awareness for observing the terrain? Where did he throw all of that?
This guy had been out of his sight for less than two hours, hadn't he?
"Hey, Emiya-kun, did you forge that greatsword too?"
Gojo Satoru pointed to the screen showing the scene of dust flying everywhere under the swing of the greatsword.
"That's right. I gave all the recent finished products I forged to the students."
Looking at Itadori Yuji's performance on the screen, Emiya was also a bit puzzled: "However, I haven't taught him how to use this kind of greatsword... maybe he's exceptionally gifted?"
"Isn't this great?"
This wasn't a weapon Emiya custom-made for Itadori Yuji; he just tried forging every type of blade he knew.
Because it required a lot of material, this greatsword was actually a product forged in the last few days, and its power was indeed stronger than the previous weapons. It didn't have any specialized effects, it was just heavy and hard.
"..."
"That's true, I think any increase in strength is a good thing, even if it doesn't quite fit the image of a Jujutsu Sorcerer."
"Well, isn't there another old guy who's even more unconventional?"
Gojo Satoru was indeed distressed, but it was only because the student he had diligently taught for over half a month had been tricked into adopting someone else's style in just two hours. Compared to that, the conservative faction—who consider anyone who joins the Jujutsu world midway to be an outsider—should be the ones feeling more uncomfortable.
Though one of their leaders, Gakuganji Yoshinobu, with his unique fighting style, isn't necessarily popular among the conservatives either.
Infighting within infighting, plus more infighting—that's the human norm.
"Could it be that this Cursed Tool was forged by you personally, Emiya?" Mei Mei suddenly asked.
She wasn't interested in Itadori Yuji now, nor was she interested in the greatsword; her only interest was Emiya, who seemed capable of mass-producing Cursed Tools.
If he could even customize the appearance and effects, this would be an earth-shattering capability in the Jujutsu world.
With this ability, wouldn't making money be faster than robbing?
"Hey, hey, you outside foxes, don't try to scheme against our Emiya-kun, okay?"
Gojo Satoru's tone was quite displeased, which successfully made Mei Mei smile faintly, turn her head slightly, and say no more.
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