"It's on, it's on."
"Soifon, come on, open him up for me!"
Yoruichi stood in the corridor and looked towards the center of the martial arts arena. They were far away and the figures were as big as grains of rice, somewhat blurry.
Spiritual Pressure inside is also blocked by the barrier and cannot be sensed by the outside.
However, judging from Soifon's actions, Zanpakuto has been liberated and is about to launch an attack.
Yoruichi immediately waved his arms and shouted loudly to cheer for Soifon.
Walter on the side looked away from the martial arts arena and bowed to Yoruichi.
"Lady Yoruichi, there are still some chores at home that have not been dealt with, so I will leave first."
"Why don't you watch for a while longer? Won't you cheer Kenma up?" Yoruichi looked sideways, with a trace of doubt on his face.
Walter glanced at the field, lowered his head and said, "Lord Kenma doesn't like this."
"What's more, the result of this battle has already been achieved from the beginning. It's just a different process."
Seeing him speaking so directly, Yoruichi waved his hand quite casually.
"Then go ahead."
After a pause, she ordered, "By the way, ask someone to bring some more snacks over. I've finished all the snacks here."
"Yes, I am resigning."
Walter glanced at the tea and snacks placed in the corridor, bowed again, and retreated.
Yoruichi ignored it and turned his attention to the martial arts field, watching the battle attentively.
On the martial arts field, Kenma looked at the Soifon clones surrounding him. After a quick look, he saw that there were at least a dozen figures.
"Is this the technique Yoruichi taught you?"
"Yes, my power comes from Lady Yoruichi."
The voices of more than ten Soifon sounded at the same time.
Kenma looked at it carefully again, and then saw the details of these figures.
"The afterimage formed by Flash Step plus special steps is not an overly complicated technology."
"Easy to solve."
His eyes were fixed on one of the figures, and he followed that figure as it moved around.
The voice of Soifon sounded.
"It seems you have discovered my true identity."
"But that doesn't matter at all!"
A loud shout came out, and more than ten afterimages of Soifon all attacked.
Kenma looked unmoved, and just stretched out his left hand, turning his palm into a knife, and swung it at the afterimages that came one after another.
As soon as these afterimages got close to him and before they launched an attack, they were scattered by him Teuchi.
Three Soifon came up one after another, and Kenma swept his arms and cut off the three figures directly from the chest.
Just as the three figures disappeared, an arm pierced the afterimage that had not yet dissipated, and the metal tip on the finger glowed with a cold light, stabbing towards Kenma.
Soifon's figure was revealed, with a cold smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
What she was waiting for was the interval between Kenma's current attack and the next attack that was not ready.
Now, both attack and defense are impossible.
Kenma Looking at Soifon who looked like this, he immediately realized that the person in front of him was his true form.
The swung arm immediately changed direction, turned the knife into a palm, and slapped Soifon on the head with his backhand.
Looking at the back of his hand that immediately changed the direction of the attack and got closer and closer to him, Soifon's eyes widened instantly, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Kenma's reaction speed far exceeded her expectations.
Just when the back of his hand was about to fall, the shock on Soifon's face fell, replaced by a sarcastic smile.
Bang!
Kenma's palm fell, and the moment he took it, he felt nothingness.
The Soifon in front of me is not the real thing, but an afterimage.
At the same time, a sharp cracking sound came from behind him.
Phew!
The figure of Soifon came to the blind spot behind Kenma at some unknown time. The sharp tip of Suzumebachi in his hand stabbed him in the back of the heart.
"Succeeded!"
"Yes, you succeeded."
Kenma's voice sounded, without any fluctuation in his words.
Soifon woke up suddenly, and realized that at some point, Kenma's right hand reached to the side and behind, holding Soifon's attack with his backhand.
Kenma's hands were so wide that they directly covered Soifon's entire hand, including her Suzumebachi.
With gentle force, Soifon was lifted in front of him.
"Founding in the east and attacking in the west?"
Kenma shook his arm slightly, and Soifon, who was suspended in mid-air, also swayed accordingly.
"The tactics are good, but you are too immature to use them and you can see through them at a glance."
"Damn it! Let me go!"
Soifon punched and kicked her, but her arms were too short to reach Kenma.
Even if he used a kick, he was easily slapped away by Kenma.
The only usable arm, fist or palm, kept attacking Kenma's forearm.
But her position is awkward, and even if she can be attacked, her strength is pitifully weak, and it won't hurt Kenma at all.
"Let me go!"
"Oh, I'll let you go now."
Kenma held Soifon's hand, shook her wrist with all her strength, and grabbed her directly, drawing a circle in the air, as if waving a black strip of cloth.
"Be sure to stand firm after landing."
With a thoughtful warning, Kenma gently shook his hand and let go.
Soifon was thrown away directly.
The whole person flew more than a hundred meters in the air before falling to the ground.
When he was about to land, Soifon adjusted his body posture in time so that his feet could land on the ground.
But the force of Kenma's throw was still there. After Soifon landed, it still moved backwards under the influence of this force, and its feet formed two ravines on the ground.
While gliding, a foot suddenly stretched out behind Soifon.
Soifon didn't notice it at all.
Caught off guard, he fell directly to the ground on his back.
The world in his field of vision suddenly changed, sliding upward from the original martial arts field to blue sky and white clouds.
The sun hangs high at Sky Manipulation. The sun is at its peak at this time and the sunlight is quite dazzling.
A round face with thick eyebrows appeared in Soifon's field of vision, blocking the sun in the sky.
"Soifon, I told you, be sure to stand firm."
Looking at Kenma's face under the shadow, Soifon was startled. He quickly stood up and stepped back on Flash Step.
Just after taking three or four steps, Soifon felt a big hand on the back of his head.
Soifon's pupils shrank, and Kenma, who was originally in her sight and stared at closely by her, had disappeared at this moment.
Then it is self-evident who the person behind her is.
Soifon turned around again, and while pulling away, his eyes were fixed on the tall figure in front of him, his expression full of fear.
Really fast!
Flash Step of this level far surpasses me, and is even as good as Lady Yoruichi!
Kenma looked at Soifon, whose face was extremely ugly, and suddenly felt a sense of fun in teasing a child.
However, the child was too weak to resist and could only remain in powerless rage.
No wonder Yoruichi always likes to tease Soifon.
At this moment, Kenma felt the same and experienced the fun of Yoruichi.
"Soifon, the speed you are so proud of is not very good."
"If this continues, it will damage your reputation as [Soifon]."
Soifon's face darkened.
"Shut up, I don't need you to judge my title!"
"Angry?"
Kenma stepped forward, but was so frightened that Soifon quickly retreated and distanced himself.
They withdrew for more than ten meters before stopping.