As Kisame Hoshigaki suddenly pulled back a few meters, Qing Ming remained unfazed, calmly flicking the blood from his blade before vanishing once more.
Swish
In a flash of green light, Qing Ming reappeared beside Kisame, wielding his longsword and aiming for his neck.
In a split-second, Kisame sidestepped, retreated half a step, and raised his longsword to precisely deflect Qing Ming's slash.
Clang
The clash of the longsword and blade rang out clearly.
This time, Qing Ming didn't engage in a standoff. Instead, he swiftly withdrew his sword and attacked again, with Kisame parrying each blow. Qing Ming continued striking, and Kisame continued defending, filling the air with the constant clash of steel.
Kisame's swordsmanship was indeed impressive. Even without the Samehada sword, his skills were nothing short of elite. Although he was at a disadvantage against Qing Ming, he showed no signs of faltering.
This piqued Qing Ming's interest.
He decided to showcase every sword technique he knew, eager to test Kisame's limits and gauge his own level.
Five minutes passed.
Swish
Using his Instant Blade Technique, Qing Ming suddenly closed the distance, slashing Kisame's shoulder even as he evaded.
Seeing this, Qing Ming's eyes lit up. He thought to himself that he had probably identified Kisame's limits. While this minor injury wasn't severe, it signaled the beginning of a pattern.
In five minutes of combat, he had already gained a preliminary grasp of Kisame's habits. With his Sharingan aiding him, his advantage would only grow stronger.
Kisame, too, realized this, and a slight frown formed on his face.
However, with his ninjutsu as a hidden ace, he remained calm.
Just as he was thinking this, Qing Ming launched another attack.
Clang, clang, clang!
The rapid clashing of metal echoed continuously.
With his sword in hand, Qing Ming's onslaught was relentless, a storm of blades that left Kisame barely able to keep up, surrounded by countless glimmers of swords—some real, some false.
Shkk!
Finally, after three more minutes, Qing Ming's blade left another wound on Kisame.
Seeing this, Qing Ming shouted, "Again!"
Without delay, he resumed his assault.
Left with no choice, Kisame continued to defend.
Yet, as the pressure on him mounted, Kisame realized he was no match for Qing Ming in pure swordsmanship.
Seizing a moment, Kisame withdrew his longsword, quickly forming hand seals to perform a ninjutsu—Water Release: Water Prison Technique!
In an instant, a translucent water shield formed around him, offering protection.
When Qing Ming's blade struck the water barrier, it felt as if it had hit mud, unable to gain purchase.
Though the water shield seemed thin, it was brimming with seawater and a significant amount of Water Release chakra, making it an ideal cushion for dispersing force.
As such, Qing Ming's blow proved ineffective.
Taking this opportunity, Kisame swiftly performed another technique, creating water clones with Water Release: Water Clone Technique!
In the next moment, two water clones emerged and charged toward Qing Ming.
Though these clones only possessed a fraction of Kisame's strength, they were enough to briefly stall Qing Ming, buying him the time needed to create some distance and prepare his next move.
Qing Ming quickly destroyed the clones, but Kisame's next attack had already arrived.
He slapped his hand against the water's surface, summoning four water sharks with Water Release: Rain Four Sharks Technique!
The sharks leapt into the air, plunging back down toward Qing Ming at an accelerated speed.
Qing Ming watched the sharks dive toward him, quickly recalling relevant information.
He remembered that these sharks would split into a thousand smaller sharks if attacked, unleashing a widespread barrage.
With this in mind, he sidestepped, avoiding the attack.
The sharks splashed down, creating a loud "boom" and dispersing into a thousand small sharks, which swarmed toward Qing Ming.
Upon seeing this, Qing Ming cursed inwardly: "As I thought, my knowledge from my past life can only be used as a reference; I can't rely on it too much."
He swung his longsword rapidly, slicing through the surrounding mini sharks with precision.
However, by the time he finished, Kisame was already launching his next attack.
He formed a series of hand seals, his chest swelling before he exhaled a massive torrent of seawater, creating a towering wave that surged toward Qing Ming.
This spectacle was even grander than the previous Water Release that had engulfed the battlefield.
Even Qing Ming couldn't help but marvel at Kisame's vast chakra reserves.
At this point, Qing Ming knew he was no match for him in terms of chakra capacity.
"Truly, there's no such thing as a misnomer—the 'Tailed Beast without a Tail' title is well-earned!"
As Qing Ming pondered, he thought how invaluable it would be to capture Kisame and use him as a "chakra battery." With such a massive source, his own skill development would accelerate significantly.
The more he thought about it, the more excited Qing Ming became. His gaze toward Kisame took on a glint, as if he was eyeing a precious treasure.
However, to Kisame, Qing Ming's intense gaze was filled with greed, sending a chill down his spine.
Unconsciously, Kisame channeled even more chakra into his technique.
Facing the surging wave, Qing Ming suppressed his enthusiasm and retreated.
Though he wanted to capture Kisame as his "chakra battery," he knew he couldn't rush in recklessly; strategy was key.
Not only could he not withstand the massive force of this wave, but showing his full power might also scare Kisame away.
If that happened, it would all be for nothing.
What he needed now was an opportunity to strike swiftly and decisively, taking down Kisame in one blow.
As for everything else...
For now, it could wait.
The massive wave surged forward, drawing away a vast amount of seawater, causing the water level under Qing Ming to drop significantly.
At the same time, the crest of the wave grew higher and higher.
Standing there, Qing Ming couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance, much like a mortal facing a natural disaster.
However, a quick thought of his Mangekyo Sharingan and the progress he'd achieved with his techniques reignited his fighting spirit.
Looking at the massive wave again, any sense of trepidation had vanished.
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