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Chapter 70: Senbonzakura Kageyoshi
Sengoku was also quite surprised. He usually paid close attention to Yuichi's training. While he knew Yuichi's Haki had already surpassed the level of the three Admirals, he didn't think it had reached this point.
To block that kind of horrific attack relying solely on Haki?
That huge sphere contained terrifying energy. If Akainu or the others had been hit by such an attack without their Logia dispersion, they would likely be dead. Yet, Yuichi held it off.
Doflamingo looked at Yuichi, who was still standing in the picture, with a cold light in his eyes. This damned Marine has not been defeated yet!
Hancock, on the other hand, was elated. But seeing Yuichi's bloody hand, she glared at Jiraiya with intense anger burning in her eyes.
On the duel field, Jiraiya looked at Yuichi. "Was that just now... the Haki power you have mastered?"
Yuichi didn't answer.
In that moment, he had indeed used Haki, but not just Haki. He had combined it with a powerful surge of Reiatsu (Spiritual Pressure). It was the combination of Reiatsu and Haki that allowed Yuichi to barely block Jiraiya's Rasengan.
It wasn't that Yuichi couldn't have dodged; he had wanted to experience the power of Sage Chakra for himself. The result was somewhat beyond his prediction—the power was much greater than expected, causing significant injury.
"But it's useless to block it! If you can block it once, can you block it a second time?" Jiraiya shook his head slightly. "And the attack just now was not my strongest. Just admit defeat."
Jiraiya's expression softened. "You are already very good. Although we are fighting for our own worlds, you have defeated my two companions in a row. With our Sannin team against you, achieving this level proves you are already very strong!"
There seemed to be genuine appreciation in Jiraiya's eyes. However, this was a battle for survival; admiration wouldn't stop him from finishing the fight.
Jiraiya's words spread through the audience.
Seeing that Yuichi blocked the attack had rekindled hope in the Pirate World, but now they were stunned again. That wasn't the strongest attack?
If he barely blocked that one, the next one would be impossible.
"Are there stronger attacks he hasn't used?"
"How could this be? After finally blocking a blow, we find out it wasn't his best shot?"
"Is the power of these people really that much greater than ours?"
Even Whitebeard sighed silently. In a one-on-one fight, Yuichi might have had a chance. But in a three-on-one gauntlet, Yuichi had consumed massive amounts of energy defeating Orochimaru and Tsunade.
Yuichi was gasping for breath now. His physical exertion was serious, and his hand was mangled. On the other hand, the enemy's breathing was steady, and his Sage aura remained potent.
The battle appeared to be over.
Even Sengoku was silently resigning himself to the loss. Yuichi wouldn't be blamed for surrendering. He had tried his best against overwhelming odds. A two-win streak in a one-vs-three scenario was an amazing performance.
"Is that so?"
Yuichi's indifferent voice drifted across the field.
"The attack just now wasn't your strongest."
"However... who said that I used all my strength just now?"
People from both worlds stared at Yuichi.
The cherry blossom petals scattered around him vanished at some point. In Yuichi's hand, he held a single long sword, the tip pointing straight at the ground.
A ray of light slid down from the handle, along the edge of the blade, all the way to the tip. Blood slid down Yuichi's fingers onto the Zanpakutō.
Rip!
Yuichi tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and simply bandaged his bloody palm.
Countless eyes were fixed on him. The words he just spoke replayed in their minds.
He didn't try his best?
He was almost killed, yet he claimed he wasn't using his full strength? That kind of bluffing was a bit too much. The spectators didn't quite believe him.
The Fourth Raikage curled his lips in disdain. He admired Yuichi before, but stubbornness in the face of defeat was meaningless.
Terumi Mei, however, looked into Yuichi's eyes. They were as calm as ever. Regardless of the blood on his mouth or his tattered appearance, his gaze remained unchanged from the start of the battle.
Is what this guy said... true?
Jiraiya looked at Yuichi closely. Seeing that calm gaze from a short distance, Jiraiya's face became serious.
Defeating Tsunade and Orochimaru without using his full strength? Impossible.
Although Tsunade was eliminated by a surprise attack, and Orochimaru had exhausted his Chakra analyzing the weakness, they were still Sannin. How could an enemy defeat two of them without going all out?
"Then show me your full strength!" Jiraiya whispered.
After finishing the bandage on his hand, Yuichi stared back at Jiraiya.
"As you wished..."
Raising his hand, Yuichi held Senbonzakura upright, directly in front of his face.
He slowly turned his wrist. The Zanpakutō, previously pointing to the sky, turned one hundred and eighty degrees to point at the ground.
The corner of Yuichi's bloody mouth rose slowly.
He let go of his right hand.
The sword slipped from his grasp instantly, falling straight toward the floor.
In this moment, the surrounding space seemed to warp. The ground rippled like a still, dead pool of water.
The blade did not hit solid earth; instead, it sank into the ground and disappeared directly into the ripples.
"Scatter..."
"Senbonzakura Kageyoshi."
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