Yamabuki Chidori hurriedly lowered his head, only to discover that his chest and back had somehow already been pierced by sharp blades.
"What happened? I clearly wasn't attacked just now!" Yamabuki Chidori was drenched in cold sweat.
In theory, Bankai was an upgraded version of Shikai's abilities. His Bankai should still control space, but in that instant...
The Bankai Sword Spirit gazed at Yamabuki Chidori with a beaming smile.
"Do I have to defeat you before I can obtain the power of Bankai?" Yamabuki Chidori asked.
"Who knows? Maybe I'll give you Bankai as soon as I'm in a good mood. Oh, right, Whitey, aren't you going to help me beat him up?" The Bankai Sword Spirit turned to the Blade Spirit.
"I don't have that kind of leisure, you annoying redhead." The Blade Spirit rolled her eyes as she spoke.
"Hey, are you two going to keep chatting over there? Can we start already?" Yamabuki Chidori stared at his Bankai Sword Spirit. My taste really was top-notch back then. She's beautiful!
"Start???" The Bankai Sword Spirit put on an exaggerated expression and covered her mouth with her small hand. "Start what? It's already over!"
"Hm?" Yamabuki Chidori still didn't understand what she meant. But in the next second, dozens of wounds split open across his body, and blood gushed like fountains!
Chapter 143: Time vs. Space
Yamabuki Chidori collapsed, covered in blood.
What had happened?
What exactly had happened?
She clearly hadn't attacked him, so why was his body so severely wounded?
Yamabuki Chidori could tell that all the dozens of wounds on his body were penetrating injuries. In other words, the Bankai Sword Spirit had reached him at a speed he couldn't detect, stabbed him dozens of times, and then returned!
He hadn't even realized he was seriously