First Battle

As soon as he selected Yes, he immediately regretted not heeding to the warning. A sensation of hundreds of insects crawling and moving inside his eyes overwhelmed his senses as the pain from getting his eyes changed into the innate skill made him almost tear his eyes off.

He turned around from both Ikki and Kōzō, he gritted his teeth and stopped himself from screaming out loud!!! It was difficult but he somehow held it in.

This pain he was feeling was second only to the pain he felt from getting his bones dislocated when he was in Akisames' machine. Ikki and Kōzō turned around and saw Noah in his pained state, well they only saw his back but knew that something was wrong.

Ikki asked Noah. "Hey? What's wrong?"

However Noah didn't answer, he was bearing unbearable pain while trying not to let his groans leak out, he wasn't in a state to answer them normally.

Kōzō was a little annoyed at Noah's action of ignoring Ikki, he thought that Noah was being rude to them so he shouted.

"Hey, You! Answer his question!"

Kōzō was attempting to grab Noah's right shoulder. He grabbed his shoulder and forcefully moved him towards their direction while looking at his eyes.

A decision he would come to regret!

Noah had already fused with the Dōjūtsu, he removed his hands from his eyes and gave Kōzō a sight that gave him chills all over his body and would become the source of his future nightmares.

He saw that Noah's irises were blood red, and he had a central pupil with one pupil and a comma shaped pupil rotating along the edges of his irises making it a horrific sight, but the sight itself wasn't the thing that gave him the chills.

The culprit was the eyes itself, when those eerie eyes gazed at him he felt that all of his secrets were exposed to those frightening hues of red and he felt completely bare in front of them which frightened him to no end.

But it remained just for a moment since Noah's eyes reverted back to normal to his dark almost lifeless ones.

Kōzō was wary of Noah's existence at this moment, he was about to hurriedly tell Ikki about it but he got interrupted.

Noah suddenly said. "Sorry about that, some dust went into my eyes."

"Oh! I understand, just take your time in getting it off." Ikki said without thinking much.

While Kōzō really wanted to tell Ikki about the irregularity he witnessed in Noah, he had to stop midway as he could feel Noah's cold glare almost materialising and stabbing his back as this again frightened him to his core. He felt that those Blood Red Eyes were locked onto him again and the slightest of his mistakes would result in his doom.

Without realizing it he was already afraid of Noah on an instinctual level and the only thing required for it was just one flash of his new eyes, just because of that mere moment Kōzō almost became his servant, his dog that would do his every bidding.

On the other hand Noah was cursing himself as he thought 'Shit! I didn't expect that fusing those eyes would hurt so much! I should've heeded the warning it gave me but my excitement got the better of me. Why was I even in such a rush, I wasn't even going to use them but I still had to fuse them this soon, *sigh, I can really be stupid some times. Moreover, I can't control the skill yet, I have to remember that feeling of activation so that I can use it again. More training is also required to maintain it and increase its activation time until I can do it at will and for as long as I want it to. But I think it'll take more than just training to prolong its usage time, since I don't have Chakra I'll have to find an alternative. This power is more high maintenance than I thought, *sigh.'

He stopped overthinking and glared at Kōzō, he was hoping that his glare would be enough to stop him and that he wouldn't tell anyone about what he saw, it wasn't that he was trying to hide it. It was more like he needed to, at least from those he didn't deem as trustworthy or close to him.

In this world of fighting where fights broke out like clichés and enemies were everywhere he needed a solid Trump Card. And this new ability of his was just the perfect item he needed to act as one. He wasn't going to reveal this ability of his anytime soon.

Trump Cards were last minute life saving items that every fighter needed and a series of trump cards are always welcomed. At least he had one trump card he could use now and he needed to increase this number if he wanted to guarantee his life in this world, otherwise he would eventually perish in this cruel world of endless fighting.

"Alright, I'm done. Shall we get started?"

"A moment please, let me prepare the ring for our match." Ikki took out a white chalk and he started to draw a ring that is similar to a boxing court.

After a few minutes of drawing, he said. "Okay! The ring is ready!"

Ikki threw the chalk after using it, he added with a smile. "Before we start, let me say a few things. There are some rules to follow…. right do you know the rules of boxing?"

"Yeah, I do." Noah answered, though he wasn't a fan of boxing he knew most of its rules because his father loved watching boxing fights, he especially supported a fighter called Manny Pacquiao. He was also an avid fan of Muhammad Ali, the boxing legend.

Ikki smiled. "That makes it simple then! There will be 12 rounds in this fight and each round will last 60 seconds! The rules will be the same as an official boxing match. Except you'll use your own fighting style, and I'll use boxing. Oh don't worry I'll use a handicap! I'm just going to use my left hand, now come inside the ring!"

Kōzō was looking at Ikki with a strange expression again, though he knew that Ikki was an anomaly, he didn't know that he was this weird!

They were here to invite Noah, and if he refused they would give him a beating that he would remember for the rest of his life, but what the hell was this? A new way of giving someone a beatdown?

Noah unhurriedly went towards the Ring, he stared at Ikki and said. "Can we start?"

Hearing his answer. Ikki started laughing again. "Ahahaha, calm down you're a restless one, aren't you?"

'What the hell is this guy even saying? Which part of me is getting restless? No, more like my whole aura is centered around calmness, what the f*ck is he even seeing in me?' Noah was speechless at Ikki's nonsense.

Ikki took out an alarm clock from his pocket and put it on the floor, he stated. "Once this bell rings, we will stop our match temporarily and will have a break for a full minu-"

"Alright, alright I get it, let's get started okay?" Noah had enough of Ikki's explanation. He was a reasonable guy and he wouldn't stop anyone mid explanation but this guy was seriously getting on his nerves so he wanted to end this fight as soon as possible and leave this place.

But he couldn't really blame Ikki, even though his boxing days were currently over, he couldn't just leave his passion for this sport. The same passion still coursed through his veins which would erupt anytime something related to boxing was mentioned.

Ikki only smiled at his words and didn't say anything, he turned on the timer.

Ding! Ding!

"Now let the match begin!" After Ikki said that and got on his fighting stance, Noah immediately dashed towards Ikki using his high agility, he attempted to probe Ikki with a slash to his torso.

Noah imitated the katana by using his upper right arm, though it wasn't a real Katana and since he was using his body to imitate it the power and skill behind it was brought down drastically but it was still enough to do damage to Ikki who wasn't even a low class disciple at this point of the story.

Ikki felt an immense amount of threat by the incoming attack of Noah, so he immediately jumped backwards to avoid the slash.

However he couldn't completely dodge because of Noah's surprisingly high agility and speed, as a result his uniform got ripped from Noah's attack just now.

Ikki stared at Noah in disbelief! How was THAT POSSIBLE?! He ripped his uniform by just using his right arm? How is his arm so sharp?!

Kōzō on the corner was looking at Noah with the same expression as Ikki, disbelief and instinctual fear which made him sweat profusely, he couldn't but think 'Is his entire right arm a Katana or something?! How can it be so sharp?!'

"You…" Ikki spoke in a low tone.

( E/N : Oi, buddy shut up will you, this is a match not a cliché chinese fight. Chop chop.. get your ass handed by Noah and be done with it. )

"Yeah? What about me?" Noah answered him in a plain and a matter of fact tone, like he was saying that it wasn't a big deal.

Which was actually, completely true. After all he was nothing if they were to compare him to his master Shigure and the other Grandmasters of Ryōzanpaku, literally nothing at all.

There really was nothing to boast about. This was a fairly normal move in the teachings of the way of weapons. Meanwhile in the stream community.

The Live Stream Comment Box Exploded!

Bored_Mortal : "What the hell?!! How is that possible?? Did you guys see that?! He literally ripped that blue haired dude's uniform like it was nothing! How did he make his entire arm so sharp?!"

Animetard : "That's the way of the sword or Kenjutsu in Japanese terms! I've read about it many times in Chinese Novels, they call it Sword Qi or some bullshit name, but in layman terms it means making your limbs and in its peak your entire body into a polished sword that would pierce through anything and everything, or at least that was the BS they said on those novels."

( E/N : To Clarify, no Noah wasn't using Sword Qi or such he was just imitating the way of the sword by thinking of his hands as a Katana, and in the way of the weapons Shigure is teaching him the ultimate state is to make your body into an all purpose weapon. Noah is nowhere near that state no, he hasn't even touched the surface of the true way yet. He's just using his agility and the effects of training into the Kōsaka style to slowly turn his body into a weapon to acquire that effect. His innate Ki is slowly changing his physique. He'll become more impressive later on, for now he can just rip clothes and be a pervert! )

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Noah's World, Kyoto, Japan ;

In a room that was decorated with several collections of various types of swords, a girl no more than 17 years old was watching the Live Stream on her phone.

Her eyes were sparkling as she saw Noah rip the uniform with his limb, as a person who was passionate, nay the word passionate would be an understatement to describe her absolute love for swords.

She was a crazy fanatic when it was about swords and anything related to it, she mumbled. "I-i really want to learn that too!"

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