Even Xia Xi had not expected Tengen Uzui to have a trump card like this hidden away.
The explosive power of that last strike...
Had already reached Upper Rank territory.
Shinjuro was caught completely off guard, and even showed a hint of losing.
The Nichirin Blade in his hands was knocked aside outright.
He himself staggered back several steps, his feet thudding against the ground.
Big Owl's face was filled with astonishment.
He had never imagined that this unassuming young colleague could push him this far.
"Tch, you managed to block even a move that flashy?"
"Sure enough, not one of the Nine Hashira can be underestimated."
Flashy Bro was not satisfied in the slightest.
He had thought that move would knock Shinjuro straight out of the match.
Shinjuro's gaze sharpened.
The rhythm of his Flame Breathing changed abruptly.
"Boy, don't underestimate your seniors."
Big Owl made his assessment.
His opponent's breathing, skill, and explosive power were nothing to scoff at even among the Hashira of Every Generation.
Had he been his former self, he would probably have needed to fight steadily and cautiously, lest some other hidden trump card overturn the match.
But he was no longer the man he once was.
His Nichirin Blade began turning red.
Shinjuro... had entered his second phase.
Kazetoriin and Xia Xi watched from the sidelines, their eyebrows twitching: ≖_≖
This old bastard actually activated his Bright Red Nichirin Blade!
He only fell slightly behind, and now he's throwing away all senior dignity and going straight for his ultimate move, huh?
Tengen Uzui was not intimidated at all.
Instead, he laughed even more happily. "Oh?! So this is the Bright Red Nichirin Blade you call a divine skill?"
"Come on, let me see if it really lives up to its name."
He adjusted