Spatial Creation
The principle behind Shunkō was simple enough. Putting it into practice was another matter entirely.
It was like strapping a bomb to your arm and making sure the blast hurt only your enemy, not you.
Yamabuki Chidori had only just begun to grasp this method of attack. He still needed plenty of time to refine it, so the two of them studied it together.
By evening, Shunshun Shidō had a preliminary grasp of the timing of Shunkō attacks. Kidō took time to chant, and gathering it around his arms took time too, like loading a cannon.
To shorten that time, he would have to keep honing his Kidō and increasing his Reiatsu.
"Here I come!" Shunshun Shidō charged Yamabuki Chidori again. Reiatsu erupted from both arms, shredding his sleeves.
Unfortunately, an unbridgeable gulf had opened between them. Every Shinigami attack depended on Reiatsu. If his Reiatsu could not keep up, no amount of skill would help.
Boom!
Yamabuki Chidori blocked every attack with one hand.
As they fought, Shunshun Shidō's upper garments were torn to shreds—not by Yamabuki Chidori, but by his own Reiatsu.
Yamamoto had once taught Yamabuki Chidori that a punch drew power from the legs to the waist, from the waist to the back, from the back to the shoulders, and finally through the arms into the fists.
So when Shunkō was activated, vast amounts of Reiatsu gathered around the arms and back. Ordinary clothes could not withstand the force.
"I'm done, I'm done! You really are a monster. You've been with the Gotei 13 for less than two months, and your Reiatsu has already reached this level. Give you a few more years to grow, and you might even take the Captain Commander's title of Strongest Shinigami." Shunshun Shidō sounded genuinely impressed.
"I'm still