North Star One-Sword Slash!
The downward slash struck Yamanashi Inaba, as though cleaving her in two.
But a closer look revealed only an afterimage. Yamanashi Inaba had already swayed leisurely on the spot and slipped out of range.
Uchiha Naruto also retreated a few steps, holding his sword in both hands in the kasumi stance.
Of course, Uchiha Naruto had not used his full strength. He had only used the speed and strength of an ordinary high school boy, but even so, he felt a strong sense of wrongness during the match. Yamanashi always dodged his bamboo sword a step ahead, even moving out of the way before he launched an attack.
"Could this be the legendary ability to read ahead, the mind's eye, or sen no sen?"
"You know many styles, but your knowledge is broad rather than deep. I'm disappointed. There's no need to continue."
Yamanashi Inaba spoke flatly, gripping the hilt with both hands and drawing her bamboo sword back beside her waist, letting it hang behind her as she assumed the opening stance of Witch's Disarming.
"I agree."
These Kendo styles he had hastily copied with the Sharingan really were all flash and no substance to him.
Even when he had known nothing about Kendo, Uchiha Naruto had been able to cut down bullets using the Sharingan's visual prowess and sheer agility and strength beyond mortal limits. Even masters who had spent decades honing their skills and earned full teaching licenses could never accomplish such a feat, however much better their Kendo was than his.
That was the vast gulf between mortals and the supernatural. To Uchiha Naruto, Kendo was nothing more than a toy.
"Witch's Disarming, huh?"
Uchiha Naruto's pupils contracted. Then he laughed, abandoning every flashy Kendo technique and returning to the basics.
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