He used bombs packed with magnesium powder to produce a blinding light and disrupt his opponent's vision.
Then, with the tremendous speed provided by Sound Breathing and the silent movement techniques of Ninjutsu, he instantly closed in behind his enemy.
Finally, his essence, energy, and spirit united.
He unleashed two terrifying flashes of steel wreathed in crimson flame.
Whether it was his use of tactics or his timing in closing in...
Or even the strength Tengen Uzui displayed at that moment...
It could all be called a perfect execution.
Yet, just as Flashy Bro felt certain of success, those two specially forged great blades...
Boom!
It was as though artillery shells had struck a mountain cast from pure iron.
The terrifying explosion and the resulting shock wave rolled more than ten meters outward.
Yet Kokushibo, at the very center of the attack, did not so much as sway.
He had merely held Kokyū Shinju casually behind his back, effortlessly blocking the full-power strike Tengen Uzui had prepared for so long.
It was... blocked?!
Stunned, Tengen Uzui's breath caught.
The next second, Kokushibo flung him away with a powerful upward flick, his eyes still closed.
Feeling the monstrous force transmitted through the webbing of his hands, almost enough to shatter his bones...
Flashy Bro's eyes widened, while the ornaments on his head rattled incessantly from the impact.
His strength... was greater than Gyomei's?!
He flipped nimbly through the air several times before finally landing on a broken stump.
Tengen Uzui wiped his temple, where a rotating crescent moon had left a cut.
And that slash was strange, too.
His Nichirin Blades had clearly held that bizarre blade in check.
By all rights, his opponent should not have been able to complete a slash.
Yet numerous tiny blades had materialized in the