The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

The next morning.

When Shen Er pushed open the courtyard gate, he paused for two seconds.

The courtyard wall is gone.

To be precise, the east wall disappeared, and in its place was a large hole with a diameter of more than one meter, which led directly from Dongyangping's courtyard to the neighboring house.

The bricks at the edge of the hole curled inward, as if they had been blown open from the inside by something.

The situation was even worse in the courtyard.

The lawn looked like it had been plowed, the soil turned upside down, a scorched black patch. In several places, faint wisps of smoke were still rising.

The air was filled with a burnt smell.

He frowned slightly.

When he left, the yard was still in good condition.

What happened overnight?

He strode towards Dong Yangping's room. He pushed open the door—

Then he saw a bald man.

A shiny bald head reflected the morning light.

The bald man was lying on the tatami mat, covered with a thin blanket, fast asleep.

He stopped in his tracks.

Who is this?

The next second, he recognized the outline of the body.

Dongyangping.

But this bald head...

Before he could even think about it, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck him.

That was his instinct as an assassin—an intuition honed through countless life-or-death experiences.

The person sleeping on the tatami mat has the ability to kill him instantly.

It's not a curse.

It's something else.

A flash of blue lightning streaked across the skin.

Then--

Dongyang Ping opened his eyes.

A barely perceptible flash of blue lightning flickered in those eyes.

Blinding and sharp, like two tangible lightning bolts.

Shen Er's pupils suddenly contracted, and his body reacted even faster than his mind—he exerted force with his feet and his whole body retreated backward as if he had teleported.

fast!

Extremely fast.

He was so fast that he didn't even leave an afterimage; he was already ten meters away, his back pressed against the wall, his hand already drawing his knife.

This is an instinctive reaction between life and death.

That look made him sense real danger.

It wasn't the kind of threat you'd give in a friendly sparring match, but rather—it meant death.

Dong Yangping blinked.

The electric glint in his eyes quickly faded, returning to his usual dark brown color.

He saw Shen Er standing against the wall, saw the other's hand on the hilt of the knife, and saw the rare look of vigilance on that cold face.

"What?" Dongyang Ping's voice was a little hoarse. "You're back?"

She didn't relax immediately.

His eyes were fixed on Dong Yangping as he slowly loosened the hilt of his sword.

"...What was that you just now?"

Dongyang Ping rubbed his eyes and sat up. The thin blanket slipped off, revealing his naked upper body—his skin was smooth and undamaged, even the charred marks from last night had disappeared completely.

"You've been found out?" He yawned. "I thought I could keep quiet while I was asleep."

Actually, Dongyangping had just experienced a stress reaction. His body instinctively sensed a powerful bioelectric current approaching, which automatically woke him up and led to what just happened.

The bio-electric radar will trigger an instinctive stress response whenever a powerful creature that could threaten Dongyang Ping approaches.

He looked at Shen Er, and his expression suddenly became subtle.

"What, the speed at which you backed away just now..."

Shen Er didn't say anything.

Dongyang Ping smiled.

"So you've been holding back when we spar. If you had used that speed earlier, I wouldn't have been able to see it at all."

This is the truth.

Before his breakthrough, although his five senses were far beyond those of ordinary people, the speed at which he retreated just now was beyond his ability to perceive.

Not just a little bit.

It's impossible to see clearly at all.

Shen Er paused for two seconds before speaking: "Sparring is sparring, killing is killing. They are not the same."

Dongyang Ping nodded.

He understands.

Shen'er's fighting style was always about killing, not about competition.

During practice sessions, he always suppressed his emotions.

But that instantaneous, instinctive reaction was his true speed.

"And now?" Shen asked. "Can you see clearly?"

Dongyang Ping thought for a moment.

He raised his right hand, his five fingers spread.

Blue arcs of electricity began to dance at my fingertips.

"It should be possible," Dong Yangping said. "I just broke through last night."

Shen Er's gaze fell on the blue arc of electricity.

That's not magic.

He had seen countless sorcerers and felt countless fluctuations of magical power, but in his eyes, all those energies were the same—disgusting things belonging to the world of sorcery.

But the blue hue dancing on Dongyangping's fingertips gave him a completely different feeling.

purely.

Clean.

It even made him, a person with zero spell power, feel a slight... sense of closeness?

"What is this? A superpower? Electricity?"

"Bioelectricity," Dong Yangping said, "is something that the human body already has; I've just amplified it."

He clenched his fist, and the electric arc disappeared.

"I made a breakthrough last night and grasped a new ability."

Dongyang Ping paused for a moment, then said calmly, "I was accidentally struck by lightning."

Shen Er: "..."

He glanced at Dongyang Ping's shiny bald head, then at the blasted hole in the wall and the charred courtyard outside the window.

"So, you bald guy, and all those others outside..." Shen Er pointed, "were all struck by lightning?"

"Um."

"Struck by lightning, and still alive?"

"Um."

Shen Er fell silent.

He has seen many monsters.

The world of sorcery is full of monsters—the Gojo family's Six-Eyed, the Kamo family's Crimson Blood Manipulation, and the Zenin family's Ten Shadow Arts.

Those were beings born to stand at the pinnacle of humanity.

But to survive being struck by lightning, and even seem to be thriving...

This was the first time he had ever seen such a monster.

"Want to have a little sparring session?" Shen Er suddenly asked.

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Shen Er and noticed that the other person's expression was very serious.

I'm not kidding.

"Now?" Dong Yangping shook his head. "No."

Why?

"I haven't fully adapted to this ability yet," Dong Yangping said. "I can't control it well. What if I accidentally electrocute you?"

He thought for a moment and added, "Human nerves are very fragile. If the location is right and the current intensity is sufficient, it can cause cardiac arrest instantly or directly burn out the nervous system."

Shen Er frowned: "Is it that dangerous?"

"Electric current itself is dangerous," Dong Yangping said. "Household electricity can kill people, let alone the electricity I can control now..."

He didn't finish speaking, but Shen'er understood.

He recalled that look in her eyes, and that flash of blue lightning.

That sense of danger was real.

"Then demonstrate it for me," Shen Er said. "Let me see what this ability is all about."

Dong Yangping thought for a moment and nodded.

He stood up from the tatami mat and walked over to Shinji.

"Hand out."

He then extended his right hand.

Dong Yangping raised his right hand and lightly scratched Shen Er's palm with his fingernail.

A small wound appeared, and blood seeped out.

Shen Er glanced down at his palm, then looked up at Dong Yangping, his expression completely unchanged.

Dong Yangping was stunned for a moment.

"No..." he couldn't help but ask, "I just cut your palm like this, how come you didn't react at all?"

She looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Weren't you going to demonstrate? What kind of reaction do I need?"

"Ouch!" Dong Yangping said. "A normal person would cry out in pain if they got a cut, right? You didn't even flinch."

"Oh," Shen'er said, "I'm used to it."

Dongyang Ping remained silent.

Ok.

Dong Yangping said no more and reached out to grasp Shen Er's wrist.

She even felt a strange tingling sensation coming from her wrist—not pain, but a very slight itch, like countless ants crawling over her.

Then he saw that the wound on his palm began to heal.

Instead of slowly forming a scab, the skin around the wound begins to grow at a visible speed, new granulation tissue fills the gaps at an incredible rate, and finally the skin closes up, leaving the wound completely healed.

The whole process took less than three seconds.

Only a trace of blood remained on the palm, proving that there had indeed been a wound.

Even the pupils constrict slightly.

He turned his palm over and examined it carefully.

No scars.

There wasn't even a trace left.

"This is……"

"An application of bioelectricity."

Dongyang relaxed his grip: "Electric current stimulates cells to divide faster and promotes wound healing. Of course, it also consumes a lot of energy. That one time was equivalent to eating three steaks."

"If it's for my own use, the consumption will be much less. But it's a bit of a waste if I give it to someone else."

Shen Er fell silent.

He raised his head and looked at Dongyang Ping.

His gaze became very complicated.