Chapter 265: Marine Vice Admirals!
Battlefield 2: "Momousagi" Gion vs. Onigumo
On the other side of the deserted island, the center of the arena kicked up dust that filled the sky. Sword energy crisscrossed like the sharp edges of a tornado!
"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!—!!!"
Eight longswords intersected to form an airtight killing formation, like a true demon spider spreading its chilling claws.
Onigumo wielded a sword in each hand, pitch-black Armament Haki flowing over them. Under the control of Seimei Kikan (Life Return), his long hair acted like eight agile spider legs, grasping six sharp longswords that danced madly around him.
Gion's Konpira was unsheathed, its sword light pouring out like moonlight. Stomping her legs, her figure turned into a streak of swift light!
"SWISH!"
The sound of swords clashing was continuous, sparks blooming in the air. The Marine soldiers in the spectator stands widened their eyes, holding their breath.
"Hattoryu (Eight Sword Style): SPIDER WEB STRANGLING!!!"
Onigumo growled low. Under the control of his hair, the eight longswords wove into an airtight curtain of swords, like a spider spinning its web, sealing off all of Gion's escape routes!
Gion's eyes narrowed. Gripping her sword with both hands and coating it in Armament Haki, the sword light suddenly exploded!
"Ittoryu (One Sword Style): MOON BLADE!!!"
"BOOM!!!"
The sword energy turned into a half-moon slash, forcibly tearing open the spider web sword formation and kicking up a heaven-shaking airwave. Amidst the flying dust, the figures of Gion and Onigumo crossed at high speed!
"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!—!!!"
Eight longswords clashed and resonated. Onigumo's long hair, under the mastery of Life Return, turned into agile spider legs. Combined with the twin swords in his hands, it formed a virtually flawless Eight Sword Style killing formation.
Gion's movements were elegant yet fierce. Konpira in her hands was like the light of a silver moon. Every slash traced an edge that made the air tremble.
"Gion... your swordsmanship is still beautiful," Onigumo whispered coldly. Swinging eight swords simultaneously, his slashes were as dense as a rainstorm.
Gion stepped lightly, her figure weaving through the rain of swords like a butterfly, the edge of her blade flashing with cold light. "Onigumo... you're still the same. Many tricks, but just as many flaws."
Just as the clash reached a stalemate—
"Hmph!" Onigumo's eyes turned cold, his long hair shaking abruptly.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Three of the six hair-swords suddenly folded back, revealing hidden gun barrels at the ends of the hair!
"RAT-TAT-TAT—!!!"
Bullets coated in Armament Haki shot out suddenly from different angles, cooperating with the sword dance to completely seal off Gion's retreat!
The watching soldiers gasped: "He actually hid guns in his hair?!!"
However, Gion's gaze sharpened. The sword light spun like a moon wheel, slashing rapidly—
"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"
The bullets were entirely slashed to pieces in mid-air, sparks flying everywhere, unable to touch even a strand of Gion's hair.
Gion's figure vanished abruptly, appearing in front of Onigumo the next second. Konpira was wrapped in pitch-black Armament Haki, sword light surging!
"Ittoryu: MOON WHEEL!"
"SWISH!"
The half-moon sword energy fell like a crashing moon, directly knocking away the six hair-swords and tearing through Onigumo's defensive sword circle.
"BANG!!!"
Onigumo crossed his arms to block, but his Armament Haki was forcibly shattered. The impact knocked his entire body back dozens of meters, his knees sinking deep into the ground. The webbing between his fingers split and bled, the longswords in his hands trembling violently!
The air froze.
Onigumo looked up at Gion, who was calmly sheathing her sword. After a moment of silence, he slowly lowered his weapons and said in a low voice:
"...I yield."
The entire venue erupted in deafening cheers!
Gion took a step forward, gently reaching out a hand to pull him up, her expression indifferent:
"On the battlefield, any method is acceptable, as long as it wins!"
Onigumo paused, then revealed a sheepish smile, scratching his head. "That's good... I was worried you'd mind my sneak attack just now."
The corner of Gion's mouth lifted slightly, her gaze sharp as a blade. "If it's only a sneak attack of that level, it's still far from enough."
Onigumo laughed loudly, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Then I'll just have to keep chasing after you."
"I'll be waiting for your challenge."
—Winner: "Momousagi" Gion!
Battlefield 3: Momonga vs. Sentomaru
In the center of the martial arts arena, the air was practically ignited by battle intent!
Sentomaru hoisted his giant axe, grinning wildly. "Old man, that sword of yours... can't cut through my 'World's Strongest Defense'!"
Momonga drew his sword coldly, his gaze sharp as a falcon's. "Arrogant brat. You are still far from understanding the true essence of Haki."
"SWISH!"
Before his voice faded, Sentomaru struck first, gripping the axe with both hands and chopping down violently!
"BOOM!!!"
The shockwave swept across the arena. The ground exploded open like the roar of a torn giant beast, sending gravel flying!
Momonga's figure flashed, vanishing from his spot instantly with Rokushiki: Soru (Shave). He appeared out of thin air the next second, his katana wrapped in pitch-black Armament Haki, thrusting fiercely straight at Sentomaru's throat!
"CLANG!!!"
Sentomaru's reaction was extremely fast. He swung his axe to block horizontally. The collision of steel and blade edge burst with dazzling sparks. He was actually forced back three steps by the powerful impact, the stone slabs beneath his feet cracking!
Momonga didn't let up. His blade momentum changed abruptly. Stomping continuously with Geppo (Moonwalk), his entire figure turned into an afterimage, flipping down from the sky—
"SWISH!!!"
A mid-air spinning slash chopped toward the top of Sentomaru's head. Sentomaru roared low, swinging his axe to meet it head-on!
"BOOM!!!"
The head-on collision of Haki against Haki kicked up a monstrous airwave that swept into the surrounding spectator stands. The Marine soldiers exclaimed in succession:
"Sentomaru... can actually take Vice Admiral Momonga's sword slash head-on?!"
A bloody gash was sliced into Sentomaru's arm by the blade edge, while the webbing between Momonga's fingers split and bled. Surprise flashed in Momonga's eyes: "This brat... is as hard as an iron block!"
Sentomaru smirked fiercely. "Haha! Old man, you think you can cut through me with this little bit of force? Not even close!"
Before his words finished, he suddenly flipped his grip on the axe handle and smashed it ruthlessly into the ground!
"RUMBLE!!!"
The entire arena trembled like an earthquake. Momonga's steps stalled, losing his center of gravity slightly.
Sentomaru closed the distance instantly. Armament Haki surged from both his palms like a tide, distorting the air. The oppressive feeling of the Haki was heart-palpitating!
"ASHIGARA DOKKOI!!!"
"BOOM—!!!"
The invisible Haki shockwave turned into black ripples, striking directly into Momonga's chest!
"PFFT!!!"
Momonga blocked horizontally with his sword, but his insides felt like they had been bombarded by a giant hammer. Blood sprayed out, and his entire body was pushed to the edge of the arena, smashing through a stone pillar!
Thick smoke and dust billowed up. Sentomaru's eyes narrowed, and he charged in violently. "IT'S OVER!!!"
However—
"SWISH-SWISH-SWISH!!!"
From within the smoke, dozens of fierce sword energies suddenly bloomed, counterattacking like a torrential rainstorm!
Sentomaru's expression changed slightly. He swung his axe to block. Sparks flew, and several bloody gashes were sliced across his chest by the sword energy!
The smoke cleared. Momonga knelt on one knee, the longsword in his hand trembling slightly, blood dripping down the blade edge.
It turned out Momonga had anticipated the trajectory of "Ashigara Dokkoi" long before being hit, and forcibly used his remaining Haki to force out one final counterattack!
Sentomaru panted heavily, standing with his axe on his shoulder. His voice carried unconcealable respect: "Old man... you really know how to calculate, damn it."
Momonga wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up slowly. The internal injuries in his chest made his breath hitch, but his gaze remained sharp.
"I knew you would use that move..."
Momonga spoke softly. "I just didn't expect... even preparing in advance, I couldn't block the impact inside my body."
After several seconds of silence, Momonga revealed a trace of a smile and said softly, "You win, brat."
He slowly sheathed his katana, his body swaying, almost falling over.
Sentomaru hurried forward and reached out to catch him. "I almost got overturned by you."
Momonga patted his shoulder heavily, full of admiration. "To be able to use emitted Haki to this degree... beautifully done!"
Thunderous cheers erupted from the spectator stands!
At the judges' table, Zephyr clenched his fists tightly, intense light flashing in his eyes:
"These are the Vice Admirals of the New Era!!!"
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