I have a Zanpakutō

Chapter 585, Confrontation

However, it was too late to think of retreating at this moment!

In a few seconds, hundreds of soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and even the school-level officers couldn't bear the arrogance of the landslide and tsunami, and followed in the footsteps of the soldiers.

In an instant, only Lieutenant General Ghost Spider and a few brigadier generals were still standing in the field.Several people looked at each other, and retreated tacitly with wry smiles. As for the soldiers who fell to the ground, they were also powerless.

"It's a very familiar feeling. It's my overlord look! But, why do I feel that his overlord look is stronger than mine?"

Outside the door of Knocking Bar Bar, Pluto Leili and Xia Qi stood side by side, watching the battle in the distance intently.Feeling the domineering arrogance released by Zhang Han, he was happy but also a little puzzled.

Obviously only swallowed less than one-tenth of the domineering, but the result shown is stronger than himself, which is a bit unbelievable!

"That's right, he's pretty strong. I feel like he's almost catching up with Shanks!" Xia Qi beside him nodded slightly, and was even more curious about Zhang Han.

You can give out the exercises for prolonging life at your fingertips, and the domineering look of the fake is more powerful than the real one. What kind of existence is this young man?
"I'm really looking forward to his future more and more!"

Rayleigh laughed heartily a few times, as if the wrinkles on his face were also glowing with joy.

The hurricane roared like a galloping beast howling.

The green grass under his feet was inhumanely destroyed, cut and pulled by countless wind blades, shattered into powder, and drifted with the wind.

After a while, Hawkeye Mihawk's face changed suddenly, his domineering look was actually suppressed by the opponent.Circles of invisible ripples rippling, slowly but firmly attacking him.

That being the case, draw your sword!
Mihawk bowed slightly, and took a deep breath!
It's been so many years... He has long forgotten that the trembling and excitement of facing a strong enemy and the unknown burst out of his heart at this moment!
At this moment, Mihawk could only feel that every cell in his body was agitated, cheering for the upcoming battle!
Even the supreme sword Heidaoya, which was bigger than his body and had a chaotic blade and heavy flower T, on his back was trembling slightly.

"Are you also looking forward to this battle?"

Mihawk whispered to Heidaoya, raised his right hand, and held it tightly!
On the other side, Zhang Han also looked solemn, stepped forward with his right foot, bowed slightly, pressed the scabbard with his left hand, and stroked the handle with his right hand.

Suddenly, a terrifying sword intent erupted from both of them at the same time. The invisible but qualitative transparent sword energy violently collided and entangled, breaking through the barrier of red tree branches and leaves, and heading straight to the sky.

The wind is bigger!
In the whining sound, there was a frightening suffocation and depression.

Those who could still stand in the arena held their breath and watched the unparalleled battle of swordsmen!
"This... sword intent, huh!"

Outside of the storm, Lei Li was stunned, only feeling the slightly overflowing sword energy, which was like a sharp blade, scraping his cheeks with pain.On the wooden wall behind him, dense sword marks appeared.

They already had such an astonishing power before they even made a move. It is conceivable that the moment they drew their swords, it would be earth-shattering.

Just when his domineering arrogance was surrounded and crushed by the opponent's arrogance, Mihawk's figure exploded, and he rushed forward like a preying cheetah.

With the naked eye, under the astonishing explosive force, where he once stood, there is a faint afterimage lingering in place.

On the opposite side, Zhang Han also dodges forward. Compared with Mihawk's explosive power, his Shunpo is faster and more ethereal.

At this moment, the two pushed their arrogance to the extreme at the same time, and the two knives, one black and one red, were wrapped in thick purple-black fog.

Ding!
A crisp sound swayed far away in the deathly silent field.

With their backs facing each other, their figures passed by each other!

After a moment of stagnation, two invisible sword glows shot out one after the other, quickly sinking into the distance.

The ground under his feet, together with the surrounding trees, was completely divided into two by the sharp and domineering sword light, and the incision was smooth without any stagnation.

Rumble!
All of a sudden, both the ground and the surrounding trees were shaking violently.

Until the sword light disappeared, the hurricane, which had been delayed for a moment, roared mournfully and surged madly, filling the vacuum left by the slash.

The earth trembled wildly and rumbled, as if it had encountered an earthquake of magnitude [-] or [-]. Two huge cracks that were bottomless extended straight into the distance.

With one blow, a huge tree root island was completely cut into two pieces!
Looking at the two people standing still, there was a shallow bloodstain on Mihawk's left face, from which a drop of blood seeped and flowed down his cheek.

Zhang Han's clothes were cut open with a palm-length slit, which did not hurt his body.

At first glance, Zhang Han seemed to have the upper hand in that attack just now.

In fact, he lost half the chip.

Just because the scratches on the clothes are in the heart!

In terms of combat experience, Zhang Han did not lose to anyone, and in terms of physical strength, the strength of the general level was no lower than that of Mihawk. He lost because of a moment of discomfort!
For a long time, he has been accustomed to using Reiatsu to fight against the enemy. Simply using domineering and physical strength, there will always be a slight incoordination in the body, just like eating without chopsticks, it always feels weird.

When he was fighting other people, there was no serious problem, but when he was fighting Mihawk, the momentary incoordination was magnified countless times.

The sword just now, if he hadn't used spiritual pressure to protect his heart at a critical moment, he might have been killed by the opponent with a single blow.

"I lost the competition purely in the way of swordsmanship!"

Zhang Han turned around, smiled casually, and didn't care about losing a move.

After all, he didn't use spiritual pressure and real energy, and his strength was suppressed by more than half.This level of victory and defeat is actually meaningless.

what?
"how is this possible?"

"The sword emperor in white actually lost? Could it be that Hawkeye is stronger than the general?"

"It seems that Hawkeye Mihawk is more powerful..."

In an instant, the reporters hiding in the distance were in an uproar, and they all exclaimed. The pen in their hand was like a swordsman's sword, dancing rapidly on the notebook, recording the confrontation at that moment just now.

Lei Li couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, "This guy, he has to keep his strength in the fight against Hawkeye. I really don't know if he is confident or arrogant!"

In the distance, a brigadier general stared at the field, swallowed his saliva and asked, "Lieutenant General Ghost Spider, is the White Clothes Sword Emperor really defeated?"

Ghost Spider was wearing a cloak of justice, with a cigarette in his mouth, silent for a moment, and said lightly, "Eagle-eyed Mihawk has used all his strength, but the sword emperor in white is still retaining his strength. Whoever wins and who loses, we can't be simple. Judge by his words."

(End of this chapter)