The Cute Bunny Who Danced Gokuraku Jodo

"How about it? Am I qualified to challenge you now?" Xiao Wu lifted her chin arrogantly and waved her small pink fist at Ye Zhiqiu, looking rather adorable.

Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his temples with a pained expression. He had originally thought that after threatening Little San, Little San would go all out and win the match. Who would have thought the guy was such an airhead that he had still lost, just like in the original story?

Sure enough, some things could not be changed.

"A match is fine. Take one move from me. If you remain unaffected, I lose. How about it?" Ye Zhiqiu said calmly. Fighting? What the hell did he know about fighting? If he actually went up there, he would probably lose even faster than Tang San.

"You mean I only need to take one move?" Xiao Wu blinked and asked doubtfully.

"Mm." Ye Zhiqiu nodded firmly.

"It's coming, it's coming! What exactly is Brother Qiu's martial soul? This time, I'm definitely going to get a good look."

"I think it has something to do with his eyes. Look, Brother Qiu's pupils are red, and it looks like tadpoles are crawling inside them."

Wang Sheng and the others discussed it curiously from the side.

"Tadpoles crawling, my ass." Ye Zhiqiu's face darkened. He felt it was time to clear the Sharingan's name.

He slowly climbed down from the bed, took several steps into the aisle, and stood still before saying to Xiao Wu in the distance, "Ye Zhiqiu, martial soul: Sharingan. Innate Full Soul Power. Please enlighten me."

"Sharingan?" Tang San frowned. Was that a name Ah Qiu had made up himself? Did it have some special meaning? Wang Sheng and the others were not particularly surprised this time. They had already been shocked too many times today. At this point, even if another new Work-Study Student came in claiming to possess Innate Full Soul Power, they probably would not find it strange.

Perhaps... Innate Full Soul Power had become common as dirt? They thought bitterly.

Xiao Wu smiled. "I already introduced myself earlier, so I won't do it again. Let's begin. Let me see what you can do."

Ye Zhiqiu did not stand on ceremony. He narrowed his eyes, and with a slight shift of thought, a mysterious force spread toward Xiao Wu. This was Spiritual Power—formless and intangible. Without special means, it could not be detected at all.

To put it plainly, low-level Illusion Techniques used one's Spiritual Power to bewilder the opponent, while the Sharingan served as a medium that allowed Spiritual Power to produce a more effective result.

Xiao Wu found it strange when she saw Ye Zhiqiu merely standing there without making a move. Wasn't she supposed to take one attack? Then attack already. However, when she saw Ye Zhiqiu's scarlet eyes, she suddenly felt dizzy and mentally dazed.

She hurriedly shook her little head, only to find that it had no effect at all. Instead, the dizziness worsened even faster.

At last, Xiao Wu's pupils became vacant, her eyes lost their focus, and she stood foolishly where she was. She had fallen into the Illusion Technique Ye Zhiqiu had created.

Seeing Xiao Wu under control, Ye Zhiqiu let out a breath of relief. In truth, he had not known whether his Sharingan's Illusion Technique would work on this hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit. It had been a complete gamble, but so far, the results looked pretty good.

Everyone present could tell that something was off about Xiao Wu's state. Wang Sheng and the others secretly admired him. Brother Qiu was awesome—one look, and he had subdued that fierce little girl.

Ever since Ye Zhiqiu had stepped in, Tang San had been carefully observing Ye Zhiqiu's eyes, trying to figure out exactly how Ye Zhiqiu's martial soul worked.

Unfortunately, even after Xiao Wu was controlled, Tang San had not noticed the slightest clue. On the contrary, the longer he stared, the more ominous those eyes seemed, making his heart palpitate.

Ye Zhiqiu shot Tang San a half-smiling glance. Since awakening the Sharingan, his Spiritual Power had grown considerably stronger. Naturally, he could feel Tang San staring at his eyes. But did Tang San think he could see through the Sharingan's workings with the naked eye? Too naive.

"Little San, what dance do you want to see? Or do you want to go up and dance with her?" Ye Zhiqiu looked at Tang San with a grin. Although there was a high chance his Sharingan would not work on Tang San right now, Tang San did not know that.

Tang San's expression made it clear that he was still somewhat intimidated.

"Uh... I think that gatekeeper's dance from last time was pretty good." Tang San froze in surprise at Ye Zhiqiu's words and unconsciously blurted out what he was thinking. The moment he finished, though, he regretted it. But the words had already left his mouth.

Ye Zhiqiu gave Tang San a strange look. "You little rascal are pretty crafty."

Tang San scratched his head awkwardly.

At that moment, Wang Sheng and the others crowded over. "Brother Qiu, my eyes have really been opened today. Now I know what it means to kill with a look." An excited child of around eight said.

Wang Sheng smacked the child on the forehead with a slap. "Watch your mouth. What do you mean, kill? Aren't you afraid the academy teachers will hear you? This should be called kingly aura! Brother Qiu subdued someone with just one look!"

"Right, right, right! Brother Qiu is mighty!"

The children chimed in one after another, praising Ye Zhiqiu until he felt a little lightheaded. He was almost too embarrassed to keep listening.

"Alright, stop messing around. This girl will probably wake up soon, so we need to hurry and make her dance." Ye Zhiqiu pushed through the crowd, found a bed, and sat down. He controlled the changes in the illusion and made Xiao Wu begin dancing Gokuraku Jodo.

Xiao Wu's body was extremely flexible, making her very suited for dancing. Under Ye Zhiqiu's control, every movement came naturally to her, and every pose was impeccably precise.

Seeing such an entertaining and energetic dance for the first time, Tang San, Wang Sheng, and the others watched without blinking.

Ye Zhiqiu enjoyed the sight with great interest. Watching the brainwashing divine dance from his previous life in this other world had a unique flavor to it.

Still, he was probably the only person who had ever used a Sharingan Illusion Technique to make someone dance, right? If Lord Madara knew about this scene, would he be so angry that he crawled out of his coffin? Ye Zhiqiu smiled self-mockingly.

Before long, Xiao Wu finished dancing Gokuraku Jodo. Tang San and the others seemed somewhat unsatisfied, and they even felt an urge to go up and twist around for a few moves themselves. What was with this damned sense of rhythm?

Holding back a laugh, Ye Zhiqiu watched Wang Sheng and the others shaking their legs. These guys had been brainwashed rather quickly. If he added some music for them, would they go wild right away? Sure enough, there was a reason some dances became hugely popular.

Seeing that he had played around enough, Ye Zhiqiu walked over and patted Xiao Wu on the shoulder. The simplest way to break a low-level Illusion Technique was through external force.

That light pat gradually brought Xiao Wu back to her senses, though she was still somewhat mentally dazed.

"You lost~"

Xiao Wu blankly stared at the smiling little boy before her, whose appearance was rather delicate.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu's small hand resting on her shoulder, Xiao Wu felt confused. She had lost just like that? She did not even know what had happened.

Argh, this was so infuriating~!