"If all you can do in front of me is talk big, you're going to end up in a sorry state!"
Before his words had faded, Atomic Samurai took the wooden toothpick out of his mouth and flicked it a few times with apparent nonchalance.
The next moment, a breeze seemed to stir in the silent Imaginary Space, with several faint flashes of cold light seemingly sweeping toward Josen within it!
Bang, bang, bang-
Josen threw a punch, and the sword energy hidden in the breeze shattered with crushing ease. "Come on, can we stop playing these little testing games?"
-He blocked my Flying Air Sword with just his fist?
Seeing Josen's completely unscathed fist, Atomic Samurai finally deigned to throw away the toothpick, the corners of his mouth gradually rising.
-This is exactly what I've been craving-a worthy opponent!
"I was thinking the same thing!"
Clang-
Before his words had faded, the ringing of a blade being drawn suddenly sounded!
Atomic Samurai's figure beneath his red cape abruptly blurred. From behind, the atomic pattern on the cape seemed to be spinning at high speed!
An exceedingly sharp blast of wind pressure reached Josen in the blink of an eye. At such speed, Atomic Samurai's slash seemed transparent, almost impossible to trace!
Facing this blindingly fast, immensely powerful slash, Josen neither dodged nor evaded.
The trajectory of the slash, impossible for ordinary eyes to catch, appeared in his dynamic vision as a gleaming blade. Even the Damascus pattern of its layered forging was clearly visible.
"Since this is a spar, you decided to hold back in the end?"
Just as the invisible slash was about to cut him in two, Josen kept one hand in his pocket, raised the other, and spoke softly.
-What!
Though the brat before him was