Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

Kisuke Urahara withdrew his fist and explained with a smile, "To concentrate spiritual pressure into a single point and unleash it the instant of contact requires extreme control over spiritual pressure."

As he spoke, he subtly turned his head to glance at the black cat that had appeared at the edge of the training field, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"Of course, destructive power alone is not enough; footwork is also very important, like this..."

His figure swayed slightly, and his steps moved with a strange rhythm.

This footwork technique is clearly derived from the same source as the technique he used to disarm Sasuke earlier.

"These peculiar skills were secretly learned by me when I was being taught by an adult."

Kisuke Urahara winked, making a pointed joke, "If I use it now, I doubt she'll mind, right?"

At the edge of the training ground, Yoruichi merely glanced at him lazily, letting out a soft, ambiguous hum, which could be considered her tacit agreement.

But its golden cat eyes remained fixed on the boy, gleaming with an almost imperceptible light.

This child...

Yoruichi pondered to herself.

That indomitable spirit reminded her of another equally arrogant genius from long ago—Byakuya Kuchiki.

Sasuke, like that brat Byakuya, possesses top-tier talent and seems to carry a heavy burden.

……

Time flew by during the tedious and rigorous training.

Sasuke didn't know how long he had been in this underground space; it might have been a month, or it might have been just two weeks.

He had long forgotten the passage of time; sweat soaked through his shihaka outfit, but Sasuke's eyes were more focused than ever before.

Just as he was adjusting his breathing again, preparing to face Urahara's next round of instruction, Urahara Kisuke suddenly stopped moving.

"Oh my, oh my..."

He looked up at the huge monitoring screen on the training field, a look of great interest on his face.

On the screen, dozens of red dots representing "emptiness" are emerging from all directions of Karakura Town and spreading rapidly.

Sasuke naturally sensed the sudden burst of spiritual pressure from the outside world as well.

Kisuke Urahara closed his fan and gently tapped his shoulder with the fan rib.

"It seems your 'errand agent' has run into a huge problem this time."

He turned around and looked at Sasuke with a smile, "With so many Hollows appearing at the same time, it's not something he can handle alone."

Sasuke frowned. He didn't respond immediately, but just stared coldly at the dense clusters of lights on the screen.

"Why?" he asked in a deep voice. "Although the appearance of the void is irregular, it is abnormal for such a large number of voids to appear at the same time."

Based on his experience, the hunting behavior of the unsuspecting is usually disordered and independent.

There must be a reason behind such a clearly defined collective action.

"Hmm, Sasuke-kun noticed."

Kisuke Urahara rested his chin on his fan, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes. "That's right, this isn't a natural phenomenon; someone did it on purpose."

"As for the reason, it's probably because some stubborn person wanted to use this foolish method to prove their 'excellence' to us, the Grim Reaper."

"A stubborn person?" A hint of doubt flashed in Sasuke's eyes.

"Okay, none of that matters."

Kisuke Urahara clapped his hands, bringing the topic back on track with a pointed remark.

"The key point is that if we don't deal with these troubles soon, and if we alert the Soul Society and they send people they shouldn't, then our research on 'finding a way to the past' will be forced to stop."

Sasuke snorted coldly, his impatience evident in his eyes.

He certainly understood Urahara's implied meaning.

This guy is using this to motivate himself again.

But he couldn't refute it, because what Urahara said was true.

Sasuke stretched his aching shoulders and slowly straightened up.

"……trouble."

He uttered the word in a low voice, but his figure had already turned into a blur as he rushed towards the exit leading to the ground.

Watching Sasuke's departing figure, Kisuke Urahara's smile finally became more genuine.

"What a useful child."

"Aren't you afraid he'll make things even worse?" Yoruichi appeared beside him at some point.

"Do not worry."

Kisuke Urahara fanned himself, his eyes deep and thoughtful. "After these days of training, I believe he has been able to control his emotions..."

.......

Sasuke's figure moved through the chaotic buildings.

Each time the sword in his hand was drawn, a void silently vanished.

His only goal was to find the source of the riots.

When he arrived at the crossroads of a commercial street, the scene before him caused his usually calm heart to pause slightly.

"boom--!"

A giant billboard on the side of a building was hit by the attack and crashed down, landing directly on a family of three below.

Instead of running away, the parents instinctively spread their arms and used their backs to shield their young child tightly.

That posture was so jarring it was repulsive.

"cut......."

Sasuke let out a low, irritated groan.

The next instant, he appeared beneath the fallen billboard, easily lifting it up with one hand and casually tossing it toward the abandoned shop next to him.

Sasuke looked up and precisely locked his gaze on another spot.

There, a person in a white uniform stood silently, holding a bow.

Perhaps he was inspired by that family of three.

An inexplicable killing intent suddenly erupted from Sasuke.

Chapter 26 Quincy

Sasuke's figure appeared in front of Ishida Uryu like a ghost, his sword drawing cold arcs of light.

In just a few breaths, the voids that were roaring and howling around Ishida Uryu silently turned into countless dissipating spiritual particles.

The surrounding chaos came to an abrupt end.

Sasuke sheathed his sword, slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which appeared particularly deep in the moonlight, fell on Ishida Uryu.

"That thing in the sky, you put it there, didn't you?"

Ishida Uryu pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cold light, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

"So what?"

He raised his head, the spirit bow in his hand emitting a ghostly blue light. "You're also Death? You've come at the right time."

Ishida Uryu raised the spirit bow in his hand, pointed it at Sasuke, and announced in a righteous tone.

"Listen up, Shinigami! My name is Ishida Uryu, and I am a Quincy! Today, I will prove to you Shinigami, in the way of the Quincy, through this duel..."

Quincy are a special human race that possesses the ability to kill Hollows.

In the distant past, Quincy were partners who fought alongside the Shinigami. The Shinigami used "Soul Burial" to guide souls and maintain the balance of the world, while the Quincy believed in "eliminating" Hollows from the root.

Ultimately, however, because the Quincy's actions disrupted the cycle of souls, causing the world to become unbalanced, the two races broke apart.

Uryu Ishida's grandfather died after that tragedy, in a battle where he was isolated and helpless, coldly watched by the Grim Reapers, and ultimately died from exhaustion.

Therefore, he harbored a deep-seated hatred for death.

He longed for a fair and square duel, and to use his bow to prove the Quincy's honor to these arrogant Grim Reapers.

"A duel?"

A mocking sneer escaped Sasuke's lips.

The word "confrontation" should be written with blades and blood, a clash of lives and dignity, not like this little devil in a pristine white uniform, using the lives of innocent people as a wager to stage a self-indulgent farce.

Sasuke's gaze swept subtly over the still-trembling mother and child below, his voice growing increasingly cold: "To drag innocent, vulnerable people into this, to make them wail in fear, is to draw the attention of our opponents..."

"...You call this a duel?"

Ishida Uryu was momentarily speechless at Sasuke's question, but then retorted firmly, "This is to show you arrogant Shinigami the power of the Quincy. This is the only way!"

"How ugly, Quincy."

The moment the words left his mouth, Sasuke's figure vanished from the spot.

Without any warning, he simply vanished into thin air, incredibly quickly.

Ishida Uryu didn't even catch his opponent's movements; he only felt a gust of wind rush towards him.

The next second, Sasuke's figure appeared behind Ishida Uryu. Ishida Uryu's body froze on the spot. He subconsciously wanted to turn around and create distance, but his body would not obey him.

He slowly lowered his head and saw a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left shoulder, from which blood was slowly seeping out, staining his pristine white uniform red.

The excruciating pain, delayed, suddenly spread throughout my body like a flood bursting its banks.

"Ugh—!"

Ishida Uryu let out a painful groan, and the spirit bow in his hand could no longer be maintained, turning into specks of blue light and dissipating into the air.

He knelt down on one knee, pressing his right hand tightly against the wound, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

what happened?

He didn't see the other party draw his sword at all, nor did he even see the flash of the blade.