Restricted Death

Chapter 67 Carelessness will lead to loss
The fighting spirit that Xin had originally raised was mostly dissipated by Madarame Ikkaku's funny "tiptoe dance".

When Yijiao finished dancing and stood still, he seemed very satisfied with his dancing. However, when he saw Xin's speechless expression, he couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Hey! What's with that expression on your face!"

"It's nothing, your dance is quite special." Xin said against his will.

Madarame snorted coldly, "Of course, this is the 'Tiptoe Dance' I carefully conceived!"

Xin pulled out his sword helplessly and asked, "Do you want to fight?"

Madarame Ikkaku's eyes narrowed when he heard that, and he immediately prepared for battle.

"Kid! Don't blame me if you're so eager to get beaten!"

Although Madarame was only the third seat, his strength was definitely at the vice-captain level. After learning Bankai in the future, he refused the position of captain and was still willing to be the third seat in the 11th Division.

The two men stood facing each other with knives in their hands for a few seconds, and the atmosphere in the kendo classroom became heavy.

Madarame's breathing became slower and slower. He stared at Xin who was standing not far away. His narrow eyes were cold, but after staring for a long time, he found that he could not find any flaws in Xin.

He stood there as if blending in with everything around him, and Madarame felt as if he was looking at a flat portrait.

This kid, what's going on...

Madarame couldn't help but think, but at the moment he lost his mind, the "portrait" suddenly moved, as if a figure suddenly rushed out from a scroll, and the sharp edge of the sword in his hand was exposed without any concealment, rushing straight towards his face.

Yijiao's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he swung his sword to block.

boom!
The collision of metal and iron made a dull loud noise, and the huge force transmitted back made Madarame Ikkaku fly backwards.

Ayasegawa Yumichika, who was watching the fight calmly on the side, suddenly widened his eyes when he saw this.

Madarame retreated several meters before he could finally stand firm, with a breath of air held in his chest.

Shin stood where Ikkaku Madarame had been previously, a faint smile on his face.

"In Madarame's third seat, carelessness will lead to loss."

Madarame stood with his sword in his hand, and let out a long breath.

"Good boy!"

The speed and strength just now were definitely not something that an ordinary graduate of the Spiritual Arts Academy could possess. No wonder Shiba Haiyan specially asked him to spar with this guy. At first, he thought that Shiba Haiyan couldn't stand this guy and asked him to teach him a lesson.

Now it seems that what Tachigawa Nobuyuki just said is true. Is Shiba Kaiyan afraid that he will fall into the hands of this kid?

The previous attack caused Madarame Ikkaku to suffer a loss, but it did not make him angry. Instead, it aroused Madarame Ikkaku's fighting spirit.

"Boy, come again!"

Madarame Ikkaku held the knife in both hands and attacked towards Shin.

He is fierce and brutal, but although he seems reckless and disorganized, each of his attacks contains a fatal move.

The third-rank officer of the 11th Division was born in the chaotic area of ​​Rukongai and had not received any systematic kendo training. Every move and every style was figured out by him through his years of experience in fighting.

Xin blocked left and right once or twice with the knife, found the gap in the opponent's attack, and then suddenly retreated half a step, turned his right wrist, and slashed diagonally, just glancing at Madarame Ikkaku's face, shocking Madarame Ikkaku so much that the hairs on his body stood on end.

The attack missed, and turned into a downward chop, which was blocked by Madarame's sword. The sword handle made a grinding sound when it was twisted, and sparks flew everywhere.

Madarame gritted his teeth and blocked the shallow blow from Xin's hand, and once again attacked Xin with a wide-ranging attack. However, when he was close to Xin, Xin was able to move his feet and repeatedly dodge into the blind spots and gaps of his attack.

Did he see through his own path?
The moment the thought arose, a sudden cold light flashed before his eyes, causing his pupils to shrink sharply.

Whoosh!
There was a sharp sound of breaking air in his ears. Although it did not touch him, he could still feel the murderous chill, which almost froze Madarame's breathing and heartbeat.

Madarame Ikkaku froze in place, unable to move.

Xin slowly retracted his knife, with a half-smile on his face. He turned his back to Madarame Ikkaku, walked forward a few steps, and then faced him again.

"Madarame Sansei, shall we continue?"

Madarame Ikkaku finally came to his senses. If Shin had not held back with that blow, his head and body would have been separated.

"One corner..."

Ayasegawa Yumichika, who was leaning against the edge of the classroom, let out a worried sound.

Madarame is a very powerful character. He is able to rank third in the 11th Division, a combat division, entirely due to his own strong strength.

He fought with his captain everywhere and never showed any fear even when facing opponents stronger than himself.

But faith is different!
As mentioned before, all his fighting skills were developed through experience. They seemed rough but were extremely practical and effective. Every year, graduates from the Spiritual Arts Academy would join the 11th Division. Of course, Madarame Ikkaku had learned from them what kind of swordsmanship was taught at the Spiritual Arts Academy. It was not that he meant to belittle it, he really felt that this kind of academic swordsmanship was too rigid.

It now seems that the level of those students is too low.

The Tachigawa Nobuyuki in front of him had every move and form that could be traced just like those students from the Spiritual Arts Academy, including his changes of moves, which did not let Madarame see how skilled he was, but every time he used a killing move, he was able to find the flaws that he had exposed!

It was as if the other party had opened some kind of clairvoyance.

This shocked Madarame Ikkaku in his heart. He felt that he was not facing someone whose swordsmanship was stronger than his, but someone who saw through him completely!

"Barame Sanxi." Xin spoke again at this time with a relaxed smile on his face.

"Our sparring isn't just about swordsmanship; you can also unleash your Zanpakutō."

Madarame snorted coldly, "You don't need to remind me that I'm not someone who would be proud of my status. Boy, do you have a Zanpakutō?"

Shin said with a smile, "That depends on whether Madarame Sansei has the ability to let me release my Zanpakutō."

Madarame Ikkaku is definitely not weak among the vice-captains, but unfortunately, his fighting style is completely defeated by Shin Wan.

"How arrogant!"

Madarame Ikkaku suddenly connected the handle and scabbard of the Zanpakutō in his hand, muttering, "Stretch it out, Kizumaru!"

But then a flash of light appeared on the combined Zanpakuto and scabbard, and it turned into a spear with a red tassel at the end.

After releasing his Zanpakutō, Madarame Ikkaku's aura changed, becoming more fierce and confident than before.

Yumichika, who was standing by, couldn't help but wonder, has it really come to this? This Tachigawa Nobu...

He suddenly thought of something. He had heard a long time ago that a student from the Spiritual Arts Academy had killed a Hollow. His name seemed to be Tachikawa Nobuyuki!

(End of this chapter)