It proved to be true; Tomioka Giyu frequently used the softness of Water Breathing to deflect the sashes that shot at him from all angles.
And after deflecting the sashes, Tomioka Giyu feigned a full-force charge towards Daki, but in reality, he only used 70% of his strength.
Because at this speed, Daki could just barely react, though with some difficulty, but this was exactly the feeling Tomioka Giyu wanted!
He wanted Daki to feel that his strength was on par with hers.
This way, she wouldn't become suspicious, and he could drag it out little by little until dawn!
Sure enough, Daki fell for it, and she was already getting quite annoyed.
"Haven't you hidden enough, you ugly freak! Blood Demon Art: Eight-Fold Cross Dance!!"
The pink sashes rapidly combined in the air, then wove into a large net, smashing fiercely towards Tomioka Giyu.
In response, Tomioka Giyu simply returned his nichirin blade to its sheath, silently thinking to himself,
"Ugly freak?! If you're going to say that, then I'll have to teach you a good lesson..."
The next instant, the blade was drawn!!
Daki's pupils involuntarily widened.
Because in the brief moment she blinked, Tomioka Giyu had already arrived less than a meter away from her!
"Water Breathing, First Form: Dead Water Surface Slash!"
Daki had no time to react; Tomioka Giyu's nichirin blade had already cut into her neck.
However, Daki quickly recovered from her fright, realizing that Tomioka Giyu hadn't managed to sever her neck.
"Damn it! How could you possibly cut off my neck? Get away from me!"
Tomioka Giyu merely smiled without speaking, using the slashing sashes to directly distance himself from Daki.
If he had wanted to, the moment he saw Daki, her head would have already fallen.
"Yes, yes, you are truly strong."
"But don't let me get close again, or next time, I might just be able to sever your neck."
At this point, Daki's neck had reattached, but the veins on her face visibly bulged.
"Don't be so arrogant, you brat!!"
Accompanying Daki's words, several pink sashes wrapped back around her body from various places.
Tomioka Giyu widened his stance, ready to strike at any moment. "You've recalled the Clones controlling the Flower District, haven't you? It seems you're finally getting serious."
"Blood Demon Art: Eight-Fold Cross Dance!!"
Looking at the numerous sashes rapidly descending from the sky, Tomioka Giyu's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said,
"Water Breathing, Eleventh Form: Dead Calm."
Water droplets fell, bringing the surging tide to a standstill.
At the same time, the attacking sashes also calmed down!
The moment they entered the range of the Move, they were all cut to pieces, not even touching Tomioka Giyu's clothes.
Seeing this, Daki couldn't help but be stunned, staring blankly at the shattered sashes, subconsciously wondering in her heart,
"Huh? Why were they cut to pieces in an instant? What did he do? No, did his hand Move?"
Tomioka Giyu sighed inwardly, thinking that she was still dazed for so long in battle. He had already deliberately slowed down his rhythm and hadn't attacked, yet Daki still didn't Move.
There was nothing he could do; he could only actively step forward to rouse Daki. Although he was trying to buy time, if he acted too obviously, he would definitely be suspected.
It would be one thing if Gyutaro suspected him, but if Kanzaburo reported this to the Master,
Then with the Master's intelligence, he would definitely see through his act of stalling for time.
Fortunately, Daki didn't disappoint him too much and finally snapped out of it, but her first reaction wasn't to continue attacking, but to quickly retreat several meters.
Tomioka Giyu stood frozen, not understanding what she was trying to do, but he quickly found out.
He saw that Daki's back had actually split open.
Then, out of it emerged a monster that looked emaciated, with black scars on its face, and holding two flesh-and-bone scythes.
That's right, this was Daki's brother, the true upper rank six, Gyutaro!
Gyutaro scratched his face with his hand, his voice hoarse, with a hint of blame in his tone,
"You, you didn't even realize you were being played with. Your brain really isn't working well."
But clearly, Daki didn't think so. "Brother! I could have killed him! Why did you have to come out!"
Gyutaro didn't say anything more but chose to prove it with action.
With a "bang," the ground beneath Gyutaro's feet directly shattered, and dust spread to both sides.
At this moment, Gyutaro displayed the true standard of upper rank six!
In just a few blinks, the flesh scythes were already heading for Tomioka Giyu's head, the distance even less than a meter!
Fortunately, Tomioka Giyu's reaction speed was equally fast.
Almost the instant Gyutaro made his Move, he had already adjusted the angle of his blade.
Bang----
After blocking Gyutaro's attack, Tomioka Giyu took the opportunity to create distance, while keeping his blade at an angle ready for defense.
Gyutaro did not press his advantage but turned his head to look at Tomioka Giyu, his hoarse voice filled with malice.
"Oh? Not bad, you actually blocked my attack."
"I was aiming for a killing blow, you're pretty good, you're really good!"
As he spoke, Gyutaro kept staring at Tomioka Giyu's face, and the malice in his voice grew heavier and heavier.
"You're really good-looking..."
"That face is really nice, and your skin is good too, no ringworm, no moles, and no scars."
"Your physique is also good, unlike me, who can't get strong at all. That cold face must be praised by women, right?!"
"I'm so jealous! So jealous!! Can you please die?!"
"And it has to be a painful death, like being flayed alive, or disemboweled, and also..."
"Stop wasting words with this ugly freak, Brother!" As she spoke, Daki controlled several sashes, sealing off Tomioka Giyu from all directions.
"You watch closely, let me finish him!"
"Blood Demon Art: Eight-Fold Cross Dance: Imprisonment!"
Countless sashes instantly shot at Tomioka Giyu from all angles!
But facing this inescapable attack, Tomioka Giyu remained extremely calm, holding his nichirin blade vertically to the ground.
"Water Breathing, Eleventh Form: Dead Calm."
No matter how Daki's Move changed, Tomioka Giyu never cared.
In his eyes, Daki was no different from the Lower Rank demons he had slain; it was all a matter of one slash anyway.
It was still the same; if he had wanted to, Daki's head would have already fallen the moment she appeared.
What Tomioka Giyu truly cared about, and needed to be fully vigilant against, was only Gyutaro, the true upper rank six!
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