Every inch of space, every bit of Reiatsu turned into a terrifying blade that pierced through everything.
In just a moment, the cold blood-colored Reiatsu filled all the space, leaving Uehara Shiroha with nowhere to dodge or retreat. Facing such a powerful slash, any normal opponent would only retreat and dodge.
This was the slashing technique of the first-generation swordsman, Unohana Retsu—fierce and deadly!
With Bankai activated, Unohana's Reiatsu, strength, physical prowess, and vitality had all increased more than tenfold. Now she could chop off Captain Komamura's head with a single stroke.
This sword strike carried full determination, an unstoppable will. It was as if Unohana Retsu had sacrificed her mind, body, and soul in exchange for the murderous aura that permeated the world. She threw away everything, sacrificed everything just to kill her enemy and emerge victorious.
Her murderous intent, unparalleled determination, and overwhelming Reiatsu transformed into a slash that swept across the world—a strike that could not be dodged.
Uehara Shiroha instantly understood the horror of this move. Unohana Retsu's technique was deceptively simple—it was fast and fierce. Although she claimed to have mastered 8,000 sword styles, when truly fighting, she relied on only two moves: killing and fierce killing.
This was the manifestation of swordsmanship returning to its original simplicity. After all, the true meaning of fighting was to defeat the enemy and win—everything else was empty philosophy.
Unohana Retsu's slashing combined unparalleled speed with devastating lethality. The fusion of these qualities made it seemingly invincible.
Because it was fierce enough, enemies dared not take it head-on or block it directly—nor could they successfully do so. Because it was fast enough, even if enemies attempted to dodge, they couldn't escape completely.
This was a terrifying attack that couldn't be avoided, blocked, or defended against. Facing such a slashing technique, meeting it head-on meant suffering a grave wound, while dodging meant taking a lesser injury. Two bottles of poison—one must choose which to drink.
For ordinary fighters, retreat was the only option. Better to suffer a small loss than a devastating one.
However, Uehara Shiroha was no ordinary person. He understood the principle that retreating one step meant retreating all the way. Facing such a terrifying slash, once you backed down, you completely lost the initiative and would be swept away.
It was like the Go saying: "It is better to lose several pieces than to lose one move." Or as another saying goes, "When two sides meet on a narrow road, the brave wins." Spreading your hands in surrender and retreating wasn't the true iron-blooded way.
Therefore, Uehara Shiroha chose the most unlikely and radical approach—he swung his ice sword to confront the first-generation Kenpachi in her Bankai state.
This was killing move against killing move, meteor striking earth, golden needle against wheat spike!
Fast! Fierce! Accurate!
The ultimate kendo, terrifying Reiatsu, and unparalleled passionate collision of sword techniques allowed no trace of luck or sympathy—only iron will and determination.
There was nothing else in their eyes and blades except each other.
Unohana Retsu displayed extremely skilled kendo, thousands of sword schools flowing from her fingertips like clouds and water, full of oppressive power. There were no flaws in her transitions between styles—everything flowed naturally and with incredible variety.
Though she utilized many kendo schools, when she struck, her actions were extremely simple, fast, and fierce, without any trace of other styles' complications. There was no chaos in her movements.
For a moment, sword blades danced wildly, and red light shimmered throughout the battlefield.
The title of Yachiru was well-deserved. As the first-generation Kenpachi, her slashing technique had reached perfection, like a flaming meteor—surging and explosive.
This was a slashing technique that reached the limit of what a Shinigami could achieve!
If facing an ordinary enemy, such an unpredictable and traceless slashing style would certainly behead them instantly.
However, Unohana Retsu wasn't facing an ordinary opponent—she was facing Uehara Shiroha.
The result was that no matter how skilled her switching between schools, how powerful her slashing technique, or how fast her speed, she couldn't overcome that ordinary ice blade. The ice blade, though developing more and more cracks, stood like a mountain—unshakable and insurmountable.
All her killer moves were shattered.
Moreover, Uehara Shiroha's moves were simpler, more powerful, and more unsolvable.
What reflected in Unohana Retsu's eyes was Uehara Shiroha's calm, composed expression and his god-like gaze. She would never forget this battle—the confidence and composure of her opponent, his strength, and those eyes.
Uehara Shiroha's eyes seemed able to see through everything, rendering all her killing moves futile. Although his slashing technique was simple, it possessed absolute power.
That kind of extreme strength and solidity couldn't be described by thousands of hammers striking hundreds of times. It was a realm that even she couldn't imagine or understand.
Because of this, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't stop his casual sword strikes.
So in this fight, she was completely defeated. If not for Jinshimatsu's healing abilities, she would have been mortally wounded and died from blood loss.
Unohana Retsu had a discerning eye. She could see how strong her opponent's technique truly was. As the first-generation Kenpachi, she never feared anyone, nor did she resort to tricks.
So she used a terrifying slash to test Uehara Shiroha's strength. He was indeed a man who could both please and subdue her. She hadn't experienced this joy of being conquered in a very long time.
The truth was, if anyone else had dared attack her so aggressively, Unohana Retsu would have cut them to pieces long ago.
For ages, she had looked forward to the emergence of such a strong and domineering opponent. She was simply too powerful—so strong that there were no opponents, no challenges, and no fun. Fighting was everything to her, and without worthy adversaries, everything was meaningless.
But now, facing the extremely provocative Uehara Shiroha, although Unohana Retsu was excited inside, she couldn't form an effective response. She didn't even dare to respond fully.
It wasn't because she feared losing—it was because she feared the battle would end too quickly.
This was similar to Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting style—he often held back, wanting to enjoy the thrill of combat. The difference was that Kenpachi Zaraki restrained himself for fear of using too much force and killing his opponents too quickly.
She, however, didn't dare attack recklessly because she was afraid of being killed by Uehara Shiroha.
So she quickly changed tactics, exerting her will, slashing skills, and Bankai Reiatsu to their extremes, taking an unconventional approach in fighting Uehara Shiroha.
She had fought many strong enemies and been at a disadvantage many times. However, she never gave up. Unohana Retsu believed in her slashing skills and believed she could have the last laugh.
Every time she faced death, every desperate situation she encountered, she felt satisfied, happy, and fulfilled from the bottom of her heart. It was just that ordinary people couldn't satisfy her.
While fighting, Unohana sighed with satisfaction: "Uehara Shiroha, you are so strong! This is such a pleasure!"
"Is she getting turned on?" Uehara Shiroha secretly complained.
Nevertheless, he too was enjoying this battle.
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