The only player in the world of Bleach.

Yusuke Matsushita followed Soi Fon to the annex and, as usual, entered the training room.

Yusuke Matsushita glanced towards the door, then said thoughtfully.

"Didn't we agree to compete tomorrow?"

"We can't wait that long!"

After all, she was already angry, and considering Soi Fon's personality, it was already quite "giving her face" that she was able to endure it until Yoruichi left before turning on her again.

With a sigh, Matsushita Yusuke watched as she kicked off her tabi socks and deftly ripped off her night clothes.

Ouch.

She's dressed much more lightly than before.

The base layer is made of a close-fitting and lightweight black fabric, and the overall style is sleeveless.

The design features a large slit under the armpits, extending all the way to the waist.

The door was wide open at a glance, which is...

Yusuke Matsushita rubbed his nose and awkwardly looked away.

"What's the point of dressing like that...?"

"Of course, it's to get your attention!"

Is this something that can be said so bluntly?!

Soi Fon tightened the cuffs of her trousers with a serious expression, then lightly jumped up and performed several rather agile movements.

"You should know my background. I am the heir to a family of assassins. For us, the unchanging principle is to use any means necessary to eliminate the target."

Compared to the consequences of failing to complete the task...

"It's no loss to me that you've only seen some flesh and blood."

Yusuke Matsushita pursed his lips and patted the back of his head with a hint of helplessness.

Soi Fon noticed his movement and her brows furrowed slightly.

"What kind of expression is that?"

"Hmm? Ah... I just feel a little sorry for you."

"……ha?!"

Yusuke Matsushita shook his head, quickly adjusting his expression.

"No, it's nothing. Just pretend I was talking nonsense. Don't take it too seriously."

You should focus more on yourself and not just think about serving others.

—At the same time, you should try to respect your own body, after all, you are not a 'slave'.

Yusuke Matsushita could elaborate on similar statements for more than ten minutes without repeating himself.

But he still couldn't bring himself to say those words.

Given the current situation, his remarks will only further provoke the other party's rebellious mentality.

"I am a lower-ranking nobleman who has served the Shihouin family for generations."

This is Soi Fon's self-positioning and self-awareness.

But this is, in the literal sense, a distortion of values.

Even if you wanted to correct it, there's no way to do so, since that's the kind of education they received and the same social background they have.

"I just suddenly felt that instead of talking, it would be better to teach you a lesson with my fists first... and then we can talk about it in detail."

"Hmph... utter nonsense."

Seeing Matsushita Yusuke get into position, Soi Fon took a deep breath and squatted down...

But then he suddenly stood up.

"etc."

She raised her right hand and made a downward pressing motion towards Matsushita Yusuke.

"...What's wrong? Don't you want to fight anymore?"

"Who was talking to you about that! What I wanted to ask is... are you planning to use weapons in this fight?"

"...?"

Some of the questions are abrupt.

But it's not to the point of being incomprehensible.

Matsushita Yusuke took a few seconds to think, and quickly understood Soi Fon's intention.

"This guy comes from a covert mobile unit, specializing in instant movement and close combat... He couldn't gain any advantage by fighting with bare hands before, so he's thinking of changing his strategy and trying out weapons?"

Human energy is always limited.

Someone like Yusuke Matsushita, who has a unique understanding of the Kido (the way of the devil), should be relatively weak in the other three areas.

Use your strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.

From a strategic perspective, this line of thinking is sound.

Such clever ideas were probably part of Soi Fon's scheme... However, after a brief moment of thought, Matsushita Yusuke readily agreed.

"Alright, let's bring our weapons then."

It was surprisingly refreshing.

This silenced Soi Fon, who had already prepared her remarks to deliver a sarcastic remark after Matsushita Yusuke's rejection.

"But there's one thing you can make clear upfront and guarantee?"

"...What?"

"Don't get carried away just because we're using weapons. Be careful not to hurt each other... Can you manage something this simple?"

"...Hmph, you don't need to tell me!"

The ability to control weapons is itself a part of the cultivation system.

Slashing, piercing, diagonal cutting... similar movements are like forged iron, having been tempered and refined over time.

If Soi Fon cannot even properly control her own weapon and accidentally kills someone under such circumstances, then she is, in a sense, a disqualified "assassin aristocrat".

"Once I gain the upper hand, I will spare your life!"

"It would be better if your skills were as tough as your words~"

"...!"

Both of them tacitly reached for their waists.

Soi Fon crouched down, turned to the side, and drew her Zanpakuto, gripping it in reverse.

Yusuke Matsushita stood casually in place, drawing his Zanpakuto and holding it with his right hand, facing Soi Fon.

There's nothing particularly noteworthy about the movements themselves, as the starting stance is a simple, basic type.

You can't judge someone's strength just by looking at this information...

"Test the waters first, then use Instant Step to seal the deal."

Having already formulated her strategic intentions, Soi Fon no longer hesitated.

With a quick inhale, she launched herself forward in an instant!

Bang! ! !

Sonic boom? !

No, it's not that exaggerated.

It's just a technique that uses physical strength.

But it was also terrifying—the tatami mats on Soi Fonhara itself had completely sunk in, as if they had been crushed by a giant rock.

I used a certain footwork technique, probably one I hadn't tried before...

"Did you do extra practice afterwards?"

His thoughts began to gather, and suddenly a cold glint flashed, already upon him.

hiss……

The soft sound, like the warning of a venomous snake, slipped silently into Matsushita Yusuke's ears through a wisp of breeze.

He subtly shifted his gaze to his left.

Soi Fon's figure seemed to slip into a crack in the air, silently sneaking up to his side.

It's only two meters away.

Charge forward and hand over the knife!

The diamond-shaped blade pierced straight towards Matsushita Yusuke's pupils, bringing a chilling sense of oppression.

The technique was truly exquisite, and the execution of the movements was also very high.

However... relying on this to suppress him is still not enough.

Yusuke Matsushita calmly looked to his side, his lips uttering a few short words.

"The Third Path of the Demon: Condensation".