The Art of Kidō: Ittō Kasō

The scattered Reishi were like the smoke rising from the Jin'ya Tsunayashiro danced.

Faced with a deadly enemy, the reborn Jin'ya Tsunayashiro was momentarily dazed, regaining his noble dignity.

Jin'ya turned his gaze back and met Dōsan Hanyū. Instantly, two Spiritual Pressures rose up like soaring dragons.

Even before they had officially clashed, the sheer power generated by the interplay of Spiritual Pressures already felt to the members of the Second Division far surpassed that of the Ninety-Five Bakudō they had just encountered.

"Horrible."

Ittōbō Rizukihime Kasumiōji managed to keep their heads down, but their bodies were already swaying uncontrollably. If they continued, their spirits would not be able to withstand it.

They weren't even allowed to watch this battle.

"Scatter now and be on guard of your surroundings."

In Soi Fon's view, Jin'ya Tsunayashiro was merely a defeated opponent of Dōsan, but this guy's resurrection was quite suspicious, and the mastermind behind him was what Soi Fon needed to be wary of.

As if granted a pardon, the crowd dispersed, almost retreating from the dense forest. They could no longer even see the two figures in the very center, but the Spiritual Pressure emanating from them still made them tremble with fear.

In terms of Spiritual Pressure, Dōsan Hanyū was no match for him, so he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to engage in a contest of Spiritual Pressure.

Dōsan, disregarding any sense of warrior dignity, leaped into the air and raced towards the Tenzō Tenjō.

"Hadō 31: Shakkahō"

In a barely audible whisper, Jin'ya raised his palm, and in his palm, the Shakkahō fired like a barrage of bullets, a fiery red that seemed to be coloring the sky.

Dōsan's expression remained unchanged. The fireball landed around Dōsan Hanyū, as if he had encountered Universe's automatic defense shield from a science fiction era, which was completely Mirror Reversal by Dōsan Hanyū.

"So much time has passed, and your Mirror Reversal has improved significantly."

Jin'ya Tsunayashiro sincerely admired him, especially since he was also a genius; only a genius could understand.

This Mirror Reversal, developed into such a form by Dōsan Hanyū, must have been incredibly difficult to master.

It can now be considered as the 90th Bakudō.

Has a long time passed since this guy breathed his last?

Yes, several months is indeed quite a long time.

Dōsan didn't have the habit of catching up with strangers.

"Hadō #4: Byakurai".

As they approached Jin'ya, Dōsan extended his finger, lightning flashing at its tip. As Dōsan Hanyū's words fell, a moment later, lightning and thunder erupted from Dōsan Hanyū's fingertip.

Jin'ya remained calm and composed, uttering, "Bakudō Eighty-One: Dankū."

The sea of lightning was separated from the Bakudō of Jin'ya, and the sea of lightning flowed backward, engulfing the rushing Dōsan Hanyū.

Jin'ya's technique, "Dankū," has also been improved, gaining the ability to counterattack. After all, he is a genius of the Kidō) who has lived for hundreds of years.

"Get away from me!"

Soi Fon exclaimed in surprise. She was not good at Kidō, and she had not yet mastered the 81st Bakudō, Dankū. She could only shout at her subordinates.

Fortunately, Rizukihime and the others were far enough away that they were fast enough to escape.

That's absolutely terrifying!

The only patch of greenery in South District 78 was destroyed in just a few moves.

Rizukihime gazed at the rising Spiritual Pressure in the distance with complicated emotions. Did she no longer even have the right to watch the battle with Dōsan Hanyū?

The gap between the two people will only widen.

Come on.

The headstrong Rizukihime Kasumiōji pressed her hand to her chest and silently offered her blessings.

After a series of Kidō, the two were separated once again.

In fact, modern Soul Reaper combat no longer relies so much on Kidō).

The battle between Soul Reaper has become a battle of Spiritual Pressure and Zanpakuto abilities.

Kidō serve as a supplementary means to compensate for the user's shortcomings in certain areas.

Zanpakuto, which is not good at defense, should learn relevant defensive Bakudō.

Zanpakuto, skilled in close combat, learn a few ranged attack techniques.

Even those with overwhelming strength will learn a few Kidō to show off.

But the fight between Dōsan Hanyū and Jin'ya Tsunayashiro just now truly demonstrated what the Kidō is, and what the art of the Kidō is.

Dōsan looked serious, while Jin'ya had a flippant expression, but beneath his casual demeanor lay a far more relaxed attitude than he appeared.

In those two recent exchanges, it seemed like neither side could gain the upper hand.

However, the Spiritual Pressure consumed by Dōsan's Byakurai was much less than that of Jin'ya's Shakkahō.

Compared to Dankū, Mirror Reversal can also be described as effortless.

The two developed a difference in their Kidō.

Jin'ya had never felt this way before, but now, Jin'ya was somewhat convinced.

Perhaps, more than a few years have passed since my death?

Whether it's a few years or more than a decade, this kind of progress is enough to make Jin'ya sigh.

If only he really were Kyōko's husband.

He shook his head; the Kidō wouldn't work.

Then let's Hakuda!

As a noble skill, Jin'ya's Hakuda is in no way inferior to his Kidō.

As for Dōsan Hanyū, having comprehended the laws governing the strengthening of the physical body in the Tenzō Tenjō, Dōsan's close-quarters Hakuda are in no way inferior to his Kidō.

Dōsan was absolutely right.

Switching from defense to offense, Jin'ya leaped up and grabbed at Dōsan Hanyū.

Just in time.

Dōsan's arm was shrouded in a hazy gray mist as he stretched out his palm, about to grab Jin'ya's fist.

"How dare you!" Jin'ya shouted, his eyes filled with anger.

Whom are you looking down on?

You think you can take my Hakuda like that? I'll cripple your hands!

A punch slammed into Dōsan Hanyū's palm, but it felt like hitting steel. As his Spiritual Pressure dissipated, a piercing pain shot from his fist straight into Jin'ya's mind.

It wasn't over yet. The gray mist, like a bone-deep infection, burrowed into Jin'ya's body from Dōsan Hanyū's arm.

The first drawback of the dead coming back to life has emerged.

If it were the old Jin'ya, with his combat intuition and instinct, he would have received a warning in advance. In a battle between such powerful individuals, a one-hit kill is almost impossible.

But he had already died once.

Faced with the gray fog, Jin'ya instinctively felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much of it.

He had no time to think further. Dōsan slammed down on Jin'ya's fist and then lunged straight at Jin'ya's face.

"Snap."

Jin'ya dodged, and although he clearly avoided the force of the punch, Jin'ya face was still grazed.

"Um?"

The injury wasn't serious, but Jin'ya had a bad feeling. He swung his hand back and slammed it onto Dōsan, but it felt like hitting a spinning machine.

Jin'ya's arm was sliced into a bloody mess.

Something's not right, is this the Kidō?

A combination of Kidō and Hakuda.

"Is this the Shihoin Clan's Shunkō?"

Damn it, Yoruichi Shihōin wouldn't have taught Soi Fon this kind of technique, would she?!

"What Shunkō?"

Dōsan was bewildered, but his name was quite nice.

"You do not know?"

Although he didn't understand why Dōsan Hanyū's Shunkō was used so quietly, Jin'ya Hakuda learning that Dōsan Hanyū used Shunkō.

There's no way around it; the Shunkō has a huge impact on melee combat.

Damn it.

The Kidō is no match for the Kidō.

Hakuda Hakuda.

Jin'ya also lost his temper. If things continued like this, he was going to die anyway, and he had already died once before.

As a noble Young Master Jin'ya Tsunayashiro is inherently afraid of death, but when faced with danger, he also shows courage and grit.

When Dōsan threw another punch, Jin'ya didn't dodge.

The punch slammed into Jin'ya's chest, nearly piercing through Jin'ya.

"Dōsan Hanyū, stop looking down on people."

Jin'ya staggered, but stared at Dōsan with a ferocious expression, grabbing Dōsan's arm with one hand.

Jin'ya's body began to burn, his skin turned black and cracked, and the blood flowing from the cracks resembled lava.

"Hadō 96: Ittō Kasō!"