A cold sneer spread across Momoshiki's face as he said mockingly, " Heh, looks like I win! "
As his words fell, he sharply yanked his fishing rod, pulling back all the hooks that had pierced through Rukia Kuchiki.
But then, his body suddenly stiffened.
Momoshiki's fishing hooks possessed the ability to rapidly drain the chakra from a target. Once the hooks pierced through, the victim's chakra would be instantly sucked dry.
The hooks had indeed pierced Rukia Kuchiki's body, yet when he pulled them back, there was not a trace of chakra on them.
" Chakra? "
Confusion and disbelief flickered across Momoshiki's face. " What's going on?
Could it be that this woman has no chakra inside her? "
How was that possible?
Without chakra, how could she possess such formidable combat strength?
" First Dance: White Moon! "
In that instant of his distraction, Rukia Kuchiki had already closed the distance, her Zanpakutō in hand. She swept the blade across the ground, drawing a circle on the earth.
" Boom! "
A pillar of white moonlight erupted from the circle, engulfing Momoshiki in an instant. A bone-chilling cold spread through the air, and the white light solidified into a pillar of ice.
But when the light faded, the ice pillar was empty.
" Huh? Gone?
"
Rukia's expression shifted. Gripping her Zanpakutō tightly, she scanned her surroundings with heightened vigilance.
Suddenly, a fierce attack came from behind.
" Bang! "
Reacting swiftly, Rukia swung her Zanpakutō backward, meeting the red fishing rod that had struck at her from the rear.
A tremendous force slammed into her, nearly sending her flying.
A cold smirk curled on Momoshiki's lips. His Rinnegan shifted to blue, and he vanished, reappearing in an instant behind Rukia.
" Tensuha Nagareboshi Meimei: Mitama! "
Countless purple lights of varying shapes burst forth from Momoshiki's palm, blasting directly toward Rukia.
" Boom! "
Rukia barely had time to react before the purple lights sent her hurtling through the air. The Impure World Reincarnation body she possessed was shattered into fragments.
Seizing the advantage, Momoshiki pressed his attack, his fishing rod slashing repeatedly as he launched a relentless assault on Rukia.
Rukia quickly recovered, raising her Zanpakutō to defend herself.
The two clashed continuously, drawing looks of surprise from Minato Namikaze and Jiraiya, who were watching from a distance.
" To think that woman, who looks so delicate, has such incredible strength! "
Jiraiya couldn't help but exclaim.
" Yeah, no wonder she was chosen by the chairman," Minato nodded in agreement.
When his gaze shifted to Lin Xuan, he noticed that Lin Xuan remained completely calm.
That only confirmed his suspicion—everything was under the chairman's control.
There was no denying that Momoshiki was incredibly powerful, possessing bizarre abilities that could rapidly drain another's chakra.
If any other shinobi from this world had faced him, they would have been at a severe disadvantage.
But this woman, resurrected by the chairman through Impure World Reincarnation, seemed to have no chakra at all. That perfectly countered Momoshiki's ability. Combined with her undead state and her attacks targeting the soul itself, she never fell behind, even against Momoshiki.
It seemed that this battle had been carefully orchestrated from the very beginning.
This realization only deepened Minato's admiration for Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan, unaware of Minato's thoughts, wasn't watching the nearby fight. Instead, his attention was fixed on Kinshiki, who had yet to make a move.
Among the three invaders, Kinshiki was clearly the leader.
If they had joined forces, Rukia might not have been able to handle them. But whether out of arrogance or some other reason, they had chosen to fight one-on-one.
Of course, that didn't matter much to Lin Xuan. His main purpose here was simply to test out a few of his ideas.
By now, the battle had reached its climax.
Deadly techniques clashed repeatedly, and the ground around them was riddled with craters from the destruction.
During the fight, Momoshiki kept his Rinnegan blue, constantly using " Time Rewind. "
With each reset, he gradually learned Rukia's combat patterns.
He was slowly gaining the upper hand.
And with that, his confidence grew, and he began to underestimate Rukia.
But then—
" Rip! "
As Rukia was sent flying by his fishing rod, her Zanpakutō blazed with blinding white light. She swung it, slicing across Momoshiki's arm.
The attack didn't seem to cause much physical damage to his arm, but Momoshiki's face twisted in shock.
" Ahhh…! "
Momoshiki suddenly screamed, clutching his arm in agony.
A searing, excruciating pain shot through him—not the pain of a physical wound, but the sensation of his very connection to his arm being violently torn apart.
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