Naruto: Zanka No Tachi

Chapter 286: NZNT: Chapter 286

A deafening crash echoed as Ulquiorra and Grimmjow’s Cero collided, unleashing a shockwave of immense power. The blinding energy released ob

A deafening crash echoed as Ulquiorra and Grimmjow’s Cero collided, unleashing a shockwave of immense power. The blinding energy released obscured the arena, rendering the events within completely invisible to the surrounding spectators.

The sheer spiritual pressure generated by this single collision alone left the vast majority of the audience awestruck, every individual holding their breath, their gazes riveted to the center of the arena.

As the intense light gradually subsided, two figures slowly emerged from the dissipating energy.

Ulquiorra maintained his characteristically calm and composed demeanor, though the sleeve of his left arm, the one from which he had launched the Cero, had vanished completely.

In stark contrast, Grimmjow’s appearance was far worse for wear. His upper body clothing had been entirely incinerated, revealing a powerfully built torso bearing numerous wounds. His chest heaved violently. He laughed, ”Not bad, but taking me down won’t be so easy.”

Despite this outward show of bravado, Grimmjow was acutely aware that he had been completely overwhelmed in terms of spiritual pressure.

”I never expected this arrogant show-off to be so strong. I always thought he was just a pompous windbag, but he’s surprisingly tough,” Grimmjow thought, a wave of alarm washing over him.

While Grimmjow was still formulating a counter-strategy, Ulquiorra launched a preemptive attack.

Suddenly losing sight of Ulquiorra, Grimmjow instantly recognized the danger. He immediately raised his sword, spinning to defend against Ulquiorra’s swift hand strike, perfectly parrying the blow.

However, Ulquiorra showed no intention of halting his assault; he continued his relentless hand-to-hand attack, each strike delivered with brutal precision. A single, perfectly aimed blow from Ulquiorra’s hand would leave an arm-thick wound.

Under this relentless pressure, Grimmjow was forced onto the defensive, completely unable to launch any effective counterattacks.

Ulquiorra’s superiority was evident not only in his speed but also in his overwhelming spiritual pressure. The sheer force of each impact compelled Grimmjow to retreat, step by agonizing step.

Gradually, the two combatants moved from the center of the arena to the very edge, where Grimmjow, with his back pressed against the protective barrier, let out a furious roar, unleashing a renewed surge of his spiritual pressure.

For Grimmjow, this was the most frustrating and humiliating battle he had ever experienced in his life, surpassed only by his previous encounter with Yusuke.

However, this desperate release of spiritual pressure proved utterly ineffective. Ulquiorra, seizing the perfect opportunity, unleashed a devastating hand strike that pierced Grimmjow’s shoulder, leaving a horrifying, gaping wound.

Exploiting this opening, Grimmjow grabbed Ulquiorra’s arm, the one that had inflicted the wound, and with a powerful heave, threw him back, creating some distance between them.

This separation provided Grimmjow with a crucial moment of respite, and he immediately activated his Resurrección.

”Grind, Pantera!”

Grimmjow’s short, blue hair transformed into long, flowing locks. His hands and feet morphed into sharp, lethal claws, and a layer of white bone armor materialized across his body. This armor, however, appeared far from cumbersome; its sleek lines suggested a design optimized for agility and freedom of movement.

Upon completing his Resurrección, Grimmjow lowered his body, adopting a quadrupedal stance, resembling a hunting panther poised to strike.

With a powerful thrust of his hind legs, Grimmjow’s speed increased dramatically, more than doubling his previous velocity. In a mere instant, he reappeared before Ulquiorra, his right claw, gleaming menacingly, aimed directly at Ulquiorra’s abdomen.

A successful strike would result in catastrophic internal injuries.

Ulquiorra felt a surge of alarm at the sight of Grimmjow’s astonishing speed.

He rapidly retreated, simultaneously drawing his sword to defend against the imminent attack.

Despite Ulquiorra’s exceptionally quick reaction, he was still a fraction of a second too slow, unable to completely block Grimmjow’s ferocious claws. His sword blade met Grimmjow’s palm, but the curved claws still tore through Ulquiorra’s chest, leaving three deep, bloody scratches.

”What’s this? Finally drawing your sword? I thought you’d keep your hand in your pocket until the very end!”

Grimmjow roared with a cruel, savage laugh, his claws continuing their relentless assault.

”Desgarrón!”

From each of Grimmjow’s claws, five blue streaks of spiritual energy suddenly extended. As he unleashed a flurry of blows, ten streaks of energy extended and lengthened, forming a net-like barrage that enveloped Ulquiorra.

These energy streaks were imbued with incredibly powerful and razor-sharp spiritual pressure. An ordinary individual would be ripped to shreds by such an attack.

However, for Ulquiorra, possessing superior spiritual pressure, this attack was insufficient to overwhelm him.

Using his sword to parry the energy streaks, Ulquiorra pointed his left hand at Grimmjow, a Dark energy sphere approximately a foot in diameter forming at his fingertip.

”A Dark Cero? That won’t hit me!” Grimmjow sneered, supremely confident in his enhanced speed in his Pantera form. He knew his own Cero lacked the power of Ulquiorra’s, but he believed he could easily evade another Cero attack.

”Bala!”

A sudden burst of Dark energy erupted from the Dark sphere at Ulquiorra’s fingertip. Grimmjow felt as if he had been struck by a Cero; waves of Dark spiritual pressure repeatedly exploded across his body.

”Impossible! How could a Cero be that fast?!” Grimmjow exclaimed in utter disbelief.

Ulquiorra, however, showed no sign of ceasing his attack. The Cero-like Dark spiritual pressure blasts continued to pummel Grimmjow relentlessly, like a relentless barrage from a machine gun.

The speed and power of these blasts were overwhelming. Grimmjow, caught in the onslaught, was unable to escape, pinned to the ground, his body relentlessly battered.

Despite Grimmjow’s enhanced spiritual pressure and defenses in his Resurrección form, he could not withstand Ulquiorra’s ceaseless attack.

Under the relentless bombardment of spiritual pressure blasts, Grimmjow’s bone armor finally began to crumble, gradually shattering into fragments. Blood gushed from his mouth, a clear indication of significant internal injuries.

Seeing Grimmjow’s spiritual pressure significantly diminished, Ulquiorra finally stopped his attack.

With a swift Sonído, he appeared beside the fallen Grimmjow, his sword poised at Grimmjow’s throat.

”You have lost, Grimmjow.”

Ulquiorra looked down at the defeated Grimmjow, his voice devoid of emotion.

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