32 White Zangetsu (1/2)

Turning around I see the owner to the unsettling voice. As I had thought my opponent is white Zangetsu also know as the Hollow within Ichigo from the Anime Bleach.

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With his white spiked hair and his eyes lost the white pigment leaving a dark black while the rest had a fearsome yellow colour.

While Ichigo wears a standard black Shinigami Shihakusho, his Hollow self wears a white Shihakusho with a black cloth belt.

”So what should I call you, Hollow Ichigo or White Zangetsu,” I said that the

”Why to bother with names, let's fight to our heart's content,” Said White Zangetsu psychotic grin

Holding his sword over his shoulder like it was luggage, his body slightly leant back with his head tilted to the side clearly giving off a thug like a vibe.

Even though his stance looks casual with no fighting intent being shown, I know from the anime that he doesn't have a fighting style as his fighting ability relies purely on instinct no sense of form or pattern.

'This is gonna be tough but I like' I thought with a crazed smile.

At my smile, I saw his eyes waver for a minute like it saw something concerning. It was subtle but I also saw his grip tighten clearly showing preparation.

He then said, ”You're no pushover, definitely strong. . .”

It was only a brief second but he disappeared without the slightest indication that he was moving. His figure reappeared above with his sword cutting down across from my shoulder to my hip.

I didn't even feel the cut before blood gushed out uncontrollably.

I wasn't pushed back as I have a solid stance that's been trained to perfection but I felt clear burning and stinging coming from my chest.

Proud of his work he continues ”. .but not strong enough”

Feeling the cold sensation of blood loss didn't leave me scared or shaken. No, what I felt was excitement, joy, hyped all of the above.

A bloody cut that proved I was mortal drove me into what Saitama had always wanted, the feeling of a win that was made of struggles.

This feeling was what one would call a battle maniac. Ripping off my shirt I call out my hero suite changing my clothes and hair.

I instinctively pulled off my scarf. Thinking that the scarf was the strongest material and that its form is also able to change.

Then with both hands holding it, I change it into a pair of blood-red gauntlets that went up to my elbow. Bumping the now metallic fists together *CLANCK*

I could change it to a sword or something similar but my speciality is hand to hand combat adding a weapon to my style will take time to control and understand.

”Dressing up for your funeral, how nice” Said White Zangetsu with a condescending tone

I didn't hear his comment as I was taking in this rare occasion. So with my right fist held up to my chin and my left hand out calling out to him I say happily ”Let's try this again”

White Zangetsu rushed at me again but this time I could see him with his sword being dragged behind him.

He slashes upwards to which I stepped to the side and let the sword skim passed my body before landing roundhouse on his ribs.

His two lower ribs broke on impact *CRACK*.

After breaking he was flung to the side while spitting out black blood. He didn't appear to be phased by the pain to as he stood back up casually while wiping the blood off his lips.

”This is, interesting” Said White Zangetsu

”I agree but it would be more interesting if you used your Bankai form or this will end quickly,” I said with a smug smile.

He didn't need my advice because he had already noticed the clear difference in strength. What he didn't know was I held back so that I can fight him in his peak form.

Pointing his sword forwards he gives a vicious grin and says ”Ban. .kai”

A strong wind radiated off his body. The air around me had gained a sudden weight that begins to pressure my body towards the ground but the only thing it did was cause my breathing to falter and hair to slightly move.

'So this is spiritual pressure, just the fact that I can feel its weight is impressive enough especially with my special physique but I'm more excited to experience the strength of his sword' I thought while appreciating his transformation.

The once oversized sword was now condensed into a long white Katana.

His clothes didn't change much as it looked like the slimmed-down version from before. He didn't say anything and quickly went into rushing me with all his might.

Appearing on my left he attempts to slash my arm off but I raise both of my hands and catch it easily.

”Too slo. . . ” I say with his sword between my palms.

Before I could finish he puts his other hand behind the back of the blade to apply more strength and says ”Getsuga Tenshou”

A black energy with a red outline shoots out of the blade that sends me flying backwards with my suite cut open with a new cut that went down my chest. Much like White Zangetsu I did not care for the pain and ran at him.

Just a few meters away from him, I use my full speed to catch him off guard. Giving him no time to react I throw a punch at his face but he didn't need to, being purely on instinct he raised his sword to guard.

As soon as my gauntlet hits the blade I kick him in the stomach. Not allowing him to get away I chase him. We went back and forth with punches, kicks, grapples and slashes.

30 minutes into the fight both us were injured badly. My suit fixed itself but it couldn't fix the continues bleeding that I had gained from his sword. I had also gained a few broken bones but not as severe as my cuts.

If someone had seen all the cuts they would be surprised at how I'm still standing. I was cut in every weak spot, the reason why I'm still able to stand is due to the adrenaline rushing through me.

White Zangetsu was in a similar condition as I smashed most of his ribs, jaw, nose, shoulders and legs.

I had attempted to immobilise him with a strong punch to his spine but he's always able to see through my intentions.

We were now a distance away from each other trying to regulate our breathing.

”Oi Let's end this with one last move,” I said while breathing heavily

”Why the hurry, it was just getting good,” He said