Fukui Ichiro had no idea what Qian was thinking, and he did not want to know.
Right now, he only wanted to find someone to test his Swordsmanship after advancing it to lv6.
With that thought, Qian charged straight at the two Hidden Rock jonin not far ahead.
Watching Qian close in rapidly, Fukui Ichiro raised his Kunai and said to the companion beside him, "Yojin, watch his eyes!"
"Mm!"
Iwao Yojin answered in a low voice.
He was no fool either. After seeing Fukui Ichiro hypnotized so easily by Qian, he knew Qian was not simple, so naturally he would not be careless.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
Several Kunai were thrown by him, shooting straight toward Qian's vital points.
The Tomoe in Qian's pupils spun rapidly, instantly locking onto the flight paths of those Kunai and planning out the route to dodge them in his mind.
Qian tapped his feet lightly against the ground, lowered his body, and with several beautiful sidesteps, avoided the Kunai's assault without his forward speed decreasing in the slightest.
Seeing this, Iwao Yojin curled his lip, though he was not particularly disappointed.
He had never expected an attack like that to possibly hurt Qian. He had only done it to cover Fukui Ichiro's strike.
Clang—
Qian swung his Short Sword and blocked Fukui Ichiro's thrust.
Screeech—
An ear-piercing scrape rang out. Both of them exerted force at the same time, the Short Sword and Kunai grinding against each other and scattering tiny sparks.
After a brief deadlock, seeing that neither could do anything to the other, the two each leaped back and opened up a little distance.
However, this was not the end. On the contrary, it was the beginning.
The instant they landed, both lunged forward, and the Kunai and Short Sword clashed again,