The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

The battle intensified on the field.

Shen Er's speed is getting faster and faster.

It was so fast that even the afterimages merged into one, as if a dozen or so were attacking at the same time.

Dongyang Ping's magnetic field sensor was fully activated, capturing every minute movement.

But his body was starting to fall behind.

It's not that my reaction time is too slow, it's that my speed is too slow.

That's too fast.

It was so fast that he clearly sensed where the opponent was going to attack, but his body didn't have time to defend.

This is pure attribute suppression.

"Damn it! Is this some kind of outrageous nonsense?" Dong Yangping gritted his teeth.

He stopped defending himself.

Instead, it's an attack.

No matter from which angle he attacks, he always slashes at it with a single blow.

Counterattack with offense.

Sure enough, he withdrew.

This retreat gave Dongyang Ping an opportunity.

Blue lightning exploded again.

This time, it's not just bioelectricity.

It is a magnetic field.

A powerful magnetic field.

Within a ten-meter radius of him, all the metal was trembling.

Shen Er's two katana suddenly became uncontrollable.

A powerful suction force emanated from Dong Yangping, attempting to pull the knife towards him.

He gripped the knife hilt tightly, and the veins on his arm bulged.

He managed to steady the knife.

But this momentary lapse in concentration gave Dongyang Ping an opportunity.

He rushed forward.

The broadsword, crackling with blue lightning, slashed towards Shen Er.

He even raised his knife to parry.

"clang!"

The instant the two blades collided, an electric current was conducted along the blades.

Then I felt a numbness in my arm.

That's a direct attack from bioelectricity.

Although his physical strength was sufficient to resist, the momentary paralysis still affected his reaction.

Dong Yangping's left fist had already arrived.

The fist carries a repulsive force from the magnetic field.

This punch unleashed a shockwave that was visible to the naked eye.

He barely managed to avoid it, but the edge of the shockwave still grazed him.

He was so shaken that he was thrown five meters to the side.

"Your abilities..." Shen Er steadied himself, "are getting more and more disgusting."

"Thank you for the compliment," Dong Yangping said.

Shen Er laughed and put the two knives back into his waistband.

"Now, I'm going to get serious."

Dongyang Ping's pupils constricted slightly.

Was that level of seriousness?

Shen Er's body sank slightly.

The next second, he disappeared, not because he was too fast to be seen.

Instead, he truly disappeared—even Dong Yangping's bioelectric senses could not detect his location.

Startled, Dong Yangping quickly switched to magnetic field induction.

"How...how is this possible?"

Alarm bells rang in Dong Yangping's mind, and he instinctively lunged forward.

A flash of light swept past the spot where he had just been standing.

If he hadn't dodged quickly, the knife would have pierced through his back.

"You can hide your magnetic field?" Dong Yangping asked incredulously.

"It's not hidden."

Shen'er's voice came from all directions: "It's suppression. Suppressing every cell in the body to a minimum state of activity. No heartbeat, no blood flow, no muscle contraction."

"I can only maintain this state for three seconds."

three seconds.

enough.

Dong Yangping just wanted to curse. Was the body bestowed upon him by the heavens and the curse so unreasonable? This was completely unscientific!

How can a magnetic field be suppressed? Even a stone has a magnetic field, so how could a person not be able to sense it?

Movement will definitely generate electricity, and where there is electricity, there will definitely be magnetism...

Unfortunately, reality is just that unreasonable.

Dong Yangping closed his eyes, activating his magnetic field sensing.

But I can't sense anything.

It was as if it had vanished.

The first second.

Dong Yangping gripped his broadsword tightly, his entire body tense.

The second second.

He sensed a faint movement of air—to his left rear.

The sword was slashed out.

"clang!"

The two knives clashed.

Shen Er appeared to his left rear, his expression somewhat surprised.

"How did you find out?"

"Air," Dong Yangping said. "When you move, you move the air."

Shen Er laughed.

"Smart. Looks like we'll have to find a way to eliminate the effects of the air next time."

The third second has passed.

Shen Er's body returned to normal.

But Dongyang Ping didn't give him a chance to catch his breath.

Blue lightning exploded again.

This time, he didn't just release bioelectricity, he detonated it.

"Buzz—!"

A visible electromagnetic pulse emanated from him and spread outwards.

Shen Er's body stiffened.

That's the direct interference of electromagnetic pulses on the nervous system.

Although it was only for a moment, it was enough.

Dong Yangping's knife was already at his neck.

The battle is over.

Dong Yangping gasped for breath, and the electric light on his body slowly dissipated.

Shen Er stood there, staring at the knife to his neck, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he laughed: "You win."

Dongyang Ping sheathed his sword.

"A narrow victory. If we had continued, I might have lost."

He shook his head.

"A loss is a loss." He stretched his shoulders. "You were exhausted and slowed down. That's the opening you exploited."

Dongyang Ping nodded.

He knew that Shen was telling the truth.

In that final moment, Shen'er's speed did indeed slow down—not intentionally, but because he couldn't keep up with his stamina.

His strong physical abilities, bioelectricity, and magnetic field capabilities allowed him to hold on for a few more minutes.

This is a difference in basic skills, not a difference in overall strength.

The two walked to the sidelines, and Yuki Tsukumo handed them towels and water.

"You two..." Her expression was complicated, "Are you really human?"

Dong Yangping took the water and drank it in large gulps.

Shen Er wiped his sweat without saying a word.

Just then, a voice rang out.

"That's amazing."

The three of them turned their heads.

Gojo Satoru emerged from the shadows, his expression serious.

It wasn't his usual nonchalant expression.

It was a genuine, serious expression.

"In a real fight," he said slowly, "I couldn't beat either of you."

Yuki Tsukumo paused for a moment, then laughed.

"Don't even mention you, I'm not sure I could beat you," she said. "In a real fight, unless we both die, I have no way to win completely."

She looked at the damage in the arena—deep knife marks on the ground, huge cracks in the walls, and equipment shattered by the shockwave.

"Those attacks, even a slight glancing blow would likely result in serious injury."

Gojo Satoru remained silent.

He simply looked at Dongyang Ping and Shen Er, his blue eyes flashing with a complex light.

After a long silence, he finally spoke: "Next time, I want to play too."

Then he disappeared into the night.

There was a long silence in the room.

Yuki Tsukumo spoke up: "This kid... is getting more and more interesting."

Shen Er didn't say anything, but just glanced at Dong Yangping.

Dong Yangping didn't say anything; he didn't want to pay any attention to this pretentious guy.

He was in a daze, his mind still replaying the battle that had just taken place.

Such speed, such concealment.

Even those three seconds of "disappearance".

And his exhaustion in that final moment.

What would have happened if Shen'er had just one more minute of stamina?

What would happen if Shen Er used a cursed tool?

If this were a real life-or-death battle, what would the outcome be?

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became.

Because he realized that he might not be able to win.

They might even lose.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen asked.

Dong Yangping came to his senses.

"I was wondering how strong you are. I thought I was already very strong, but I realized today that you are stronger than me."

He shook his head.

"You win."

"That's because you were exhausted," Dong Yangping said. "If you hadn't been exhausted, I wouldn't have been able to find a weakness in that final moment."

He remained silent.

He knew that what Dongyangping said was true.

"Furthermore," Dong Yangping continued, "you didn't use any magical artifacts. If you had used those top-tier magical artifacts, the outcome might have been completely different."

Shen Er thought about it for a moment.

"It's useless. Spell tools are of little use to people like you who have no spell power."

"Unless it's something special, like a knife that can ignore the hardness of any object!"

"Of course, we're just sparring, not really fighting to the death."

Dong Yangping nodded thoughtfully. He wondered if it really was a blade that could ignore defenses, could he use a magnetic field or an electric field to prevent it from getting close?

In fact, Dongyangping did not actually use his bioelectric and magnetic field abilities; he relied more on his skills and physical strength.

Dongyang Ping did not use those techniques that had a huge amplification effect and were extremely destructive.

But Dong Yangping had a very keen intuition that if they were to really go all out and fight to the death now, he would definitely be the one to die.