Although White Strike Chen Fan wasn't strong enough, it was like beating up a child now; strength didn't matter anymore, it was all just abuse.
He escorted the students off the field one by one, his spiritual pressure protecting them so they weren't injured. Yes, you read that right, it was 'they' not 'them'. Chen Fan was fighting a group of girls, so naturally he wouldn't go all out. He even gave them pointers, pointing out where they were going wrong. Rangiku Matsumoto sighed and patted her forehead; this captain seemed a bit of a womanizer.
"This guy!" Toshiro Hitsugaya felt humiliated by Chen Fan's appearance and clenched his fists. Is this the captain of the 10th Division? He doesn't seem like a good person.
"Next up is the slashing technique. Anyone want to come up and spar with Captain Chen Fan?"
"I'll go!" Toshiro Hitsugaya shouted, then stood up and walked to Chen Fan. Chen Fan smiled slightly, having been waiting for him to come up.
"Toshiro!" Soujirou Kusaka exclaimed in surprise, never expecting his friend, who had always been uninterested in anything else, to be so proactive.
"You're the brat Rangiku was talking about!" Chen Fan said to Toshiro Hitsugaya;
"I'm not a brat!" Toshiro shouted at Chen Fan Toshiro upon hearing the word "brat."
"Hahaha...! Yes! Yes! Not small! Not small at all, how about we make a bet?" Chen Fan said, scratching his head and laughing.
"Captain Chen Fan is so gentle!"
"Captain Chen Fan is so magnanimous!"... Another group of girls praised him;
"What bet?" Toshiro asked, slightly taken aback.
"If you can last thirty moves against me, I'll grant you one request: if you lose within thirty moves, you can join our 10th Division after graduation," Chen Fan said with a smile.
Rangiku Matsumoto was slightly taken aback. Seeing Chen Fan 'Chen Fan expression and recalling his earlier performance, she realized that Chen Fan had anticipated Toshiro. Indeed, none of those who could become captains were simple.
Everyone who heard Chen Fan's words felt a great sense of regret and pity. Why didn't Chen Fan choose to fight them? Under such conditions, whether they won or lost—well, winning was impossible, so losing was the best outcome—410 was still the best option.
Upon hearing Chen Fan's words, Toshiro curled his lip; he hadn't originally planned to go to any other squad.
"Battle begins!"
Both men were wielding wooden swords. Toshiro charged at Chen Fan with a shout, swinging his sword down, but Chen Fan didn't move an inch, using his wooden sword in one hand to block the attack.
Chen Fan didn't seem to be using much force, but Toshiro was already gritting his teeth and exerting all his strength. However, as he exerted his strength, Chen Fan's strength seemed to be increasing as well, and like him, the two wooden swords faced each other between them.
Suddenly, Chen Fan smiled slightly, and his sword moved back slightly, forming a ramp. Toshiro's sword slid down, and his body slightly lost its balance, rushing towards Chen Fan's side. Chen Fan then swung his wooden sword in an arc, aiming it at Toshiro's back.
Toshiro's expression changed slightly. In an instant, he gripped his sword with one hand, used the other hand to support himself on the ground, and jumped up, landing a short distance away, slightly panting.
It wasn't that he was tired, but rather that Chen Fan's actions just now were too dangerous. He was only a hair's breadth away from being cut by Chen Fan. If it had been a real knife, he would have been seriously injured. His face turned slightly serious. The captain just now seemed to have used the same amount of force as him. Was that a difference in experience?
Chapter Forty-Four: An Accidental Encounter (Seventh Update)
(Chapter 44 An Accidental Encounter)
"Ah..." Toshiro raised his sword and charged at Chen Fan again. Chen Fan held the sword in his right hand and slowly extended it forward.
Just as Toshiro seemed about to strike Chen Fan's head, Chen Fan 'Toshiro sword suddenly appeared to Toshiro longer, and before he could even reach it, the sword would slice through his own neck.
His expression changed drastically. He abandoned his attack and quickly retreated, sweat beading on his forehead. He realized he had been somewhat arrogant; none of these captains were simpletons after all.
Chen Fan's movements weren't fast at all, but the extremely dangerous feeling was palpable. It seemed that anyone who got close to Chen Fan was caught in Chen Fan rhythm. There was an invisible domain around Chen Fan's body, the pinnacle of swordsmanship and all weapons—the 'domain'. This was the same as the battle between Erza Knightwalker and Erza Scarlet in the Grand Magic Games arena of Edolas.
Erza Knightwalker's is the Spear Domain, Erza Scarlet's is the Sword Domain, and Chen Fan's could be considered the Blade Domain;
Being near Chen Fan would draw one in with Chen Fan aura, as if his every move was anticipated and reacted to in advance. Anyone within the radius of Chen Fan's hand and knife would be attacked.