Book 1: Indra's Return ✔️

Chapter 14

Soul Society

"There's no intent to kill in your attack!" Jirobo said while glaring down at Orihime. "Though you might kill Hollows with that move, it will have no effect on Soul Reapers. Have you mistaken this place for a playground? This is a battlefield!" Jirobo said as he raised his sword and brought it down. "Without the intent to kill you'll never stop anyone! Wha-?!" before the sword could hit Orihime an arrow hit him grazing his arm.

"So you want an attack with intent to kill? Then fight me." Uryu said calmly while looking at Jirobo. "My bow is full of that intent to kill you love so much."

"Hmm Very interesting. Could you be a Quincy?" Jirobo said.

"That's right."

Ishida's bow It's totally different from the one I saw before! In its appearance and even in its spiritual pressure! Those gloves He must have been training to use it properly. Orihime thought.

"This is interesting." Jirobo chuckled. "One uses an unfamiliar skill; the other is a Quincy. And both employ projectiles, and you've both come to fight me. What a coincidence! What a twist of fate. Now I must show you. The true form of my Zanpakuto. Spread your wings! Tsunzakigarasu!" Jirobo's Zanpakuto changed to wind scythes spinning around him.

"Huh!"

"What do you think? Now, lament. I am 4th Seat of Squad 7! Jirobo Ikkanzaka! Also known as Jirobo of the Wind Scythe! The nickname, Wind Scythe, proves that I am the most skilled in projectile weapons. My countless blades dance through space. No one has seen my Tsunzakigarasu and lived! Now, now...How do you like it? You can't even follow them with your eyes, can you? As a fellow master of flying weapons, you'll fully regret having met me...Huh?"

Suddenly arrows hit the wind scythe making them disappear.

"How interesting." Uryu said. "Unlike the real world...here the strongest fighter seems to be the most long-winded whiner, here."

"R-Ridiculous! That was a fluke! Don't be so cocky."

"You still don't get it...Sorry, but if you're supposed to be the strongest, I'll take back your nickname as Of today. Where projectiles are concerned, I seem to be the better man. Though the name, "Uryu of the Wind Scythe," doesn't sound too cool at all."

"M-My hand...My hand...My left hand!"

Amazing Uryu! Compared to that time he was battling the Hollows alongside Ichigo He's become a completely different person! Orihime thought.

"Are you lamenting, just a little?" Uryu said sarcastically. "As a fellow practitioner of projectile weaponry...Your misfortune of meeting me..."

"Me...lament?! Damn you, brat!" Jirobu lunged at Uryu however he stopped when two arrows hit between his foot.

"You do realize that I missed on purpose. And next time, I won't miss."

"Amazing! That was amazing! The speed, power, and accuracy of your technique...All of which surpass mine. To think that I should meet such a skillful practitioner...I am utterly defeated. Please, boil me, bake me, do whatever you want to me."

Indra looked at the scene in front of him with twitching eyebrows. The hell is wrong with these people. Every one of them admits defeat very easily!

"Why won't you shoot me? Could it be that you are letting me go?" Jirobo said.

"I'm a Quincy. I have no mercy for Soul Reapers. It's just that I don't like bullying the weak. Hurry up and get lost Before I change my mind."

"It seems you are a kind-hearted person. However, that will be your undoing!"

"Since you couldn't beat me, you thought you could at least get Miss Inoue? Or were you planning to take her hostage?"