[131] More Than A Quarrel (1)
Chapter 131: More Than A Quarrel (1)
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The Heavenly Demon has fallen.
As if the world was sad at Doflamingo's death, dark clouds shrouded the sun in a matter of seconds, the weather of the New World proving itself to be as unpredictable as ever.
Rain poured, washing all the blood away. But it failed to wash the death and consequences of this battle. Tsunade stood over Doffy's dead body for a minute, as rain trailed down her lovely chin.
"Vice-Admiral…" Marianne called only to freeze when Tsunade's eyes turned to her, a mad look in them.
"Sister," Hashirama said right then. "Let's not make a big deal out of it. We-"
"You, shut up!" She snapped at him, as if broken out of her patience, as she kicked the ground and appeared right before him. "Do you have any idea what you just did?!'
Hashirama crossed his arms into an X and a punch came hitting right on the center. His grunt grew distant as he was sent flying, the force of the sheer impact causing the sound barrier to break.
"Hashirama! H-hey, Tsunade why-" Vivi shouted in a desperate attempt to stop her, but the older woman vanished from her spot as she rushed towards her brother.
The wind hit her face, her hair fluttering in the air as she shot through the air and towards the spinning Hashirama. He managed to get his bearings together with the help of his six wings, stopping the spin, but she was in front of him right away.
"Why do you always decide everything on your own?!" She yelled as her fist hit him on his chin, going past his attempt to block it, as he went flying upwards. "You just had to be a smartass and ruin everything."
Based on sheer chakra capacity, Tsunade was like a river when he was the ocean. But in terms of pure strength and chakra control, the gap was just as huge too in Tsunade’s aid.
Her punches were like tsunamis while he was barely enduring a barricade. He could fly but how could fake wings match the flexibility of wind manipulation?
He didn't have much chakra left either, as he had closed his Seal again. He could reopen it again, but then she would reopen hers. The only thing Hashirama could do was to pour Haki into his Armament to clad his body with metal-like defense.
His pure Haki output was more than hers. Sadly, while he could only cover his skin in Armament, her Advanced Armament could reach beneath his skin.
In this particular fight, Hashirama was like a bodybuilder with massive muscles. While Tsunade was a trained MMA fighter, trained to kill. If Hashirama knew the same magical techniques as hers, if he had the same level of Chakra Control, then maybe he'd have stood a chance. However, since he didn't, and also since he didn't want to fight his sister seriously, he wasn't going to win.
"Stop- ugh!"
He tried to yell at her, but his breath came short when her punch hit him on the solar plexus. Hashirama was once again flown away, spinning on top of the water body that connected Dressrosa to Green Bit, the land of Dwarves.
He groaned the pain away and wielded the sword from his back, composing his spin and maneuvering in the air.
"You're taking out a weapon against your family now?!" As if it was all his fault, Tsunade came yelling at him. "So be it!"
She hadn't used any named attack yet, but now she was going to. Her hand got coated in Armament and a massive amount of chakra gathered; she was going to use her learned iconic technique.
"Not my fault!" Hashirama yelled, drawing his back over his head, and weaving down.
This time, pure Conqueror's Energy didn't come out; he didn't have the guts to cut her in half, after all. Only the usual wind blades coated with Conqueror's Haki came out, like a red tornado that rushed towards Tsunade.
"[Tectonic Cleaver]!"
"[Galaxy Impact]!"
Neither of these formidable techniques relied on the use of advanced Conqueror's Haki, yet their power surpassed that of any conventional Armament attack.
The arcs of Hashirama's wind blades collided head-on with the unstoppable momentum of Tsunade's punch, resulting in a cataclysmic clash that rent the very heavens asunder. The once-dark clouds parted with an awe-inspiring cleave, and a celestial beam of sunlight descended upon the two combatants, as if the cosmos itself had conspired to cast them in a divine sculpture of conflict.
In the midst of this celestial turmoil, Tsunade's arm quivered under the strain, mirroring the tremors that coursed through Hashirama's sword. The nature of their confrontation didn’t happen in mere physical contact but in the unseen space mere meters before them – indeed mimicking the true Advanced Conqueror’s Haki.
Their relentless struggle manifested in frustrated groans that resonated through the atmosphere, a testament to the colossal forces at play.
"Argh!"
– Shiiing!!!
Then, in an explosive crescendo, Hashirama's wave of Conqueror's Haki surged uncontrollably, erupting from out of his sword in a torrent of indomitable will. This unbridled release created a rippling shockwave that radiated outward, enveloping the surroundings in its ferocious aura.
"Stop! Resisting!" Tsunade yelled back, echoing with a command that seemed to transcend this realm itself.
In response, the emerald dome of Hashirama’s willpower, her hair billowed in the face of its overpowering pressure. While their fist and sword still clashed, something astonishing happened. A separate, golden-hued wave of willpower surged forth from Tsunade. This new regal manifestation clashed with Hashirama's emerald dome, a manifestation of the rare and coveted.
– Shiiing!!!
Clash Between Supreme Kings.
Hashirama's eyes widened for a moment, and then he grinned.
"Hah…? Not surprised. I can go all out now." Now sure that at least she won't fall unconscious and into the water below, he yelled, as he truly let loose his Conqueror's Haki.
The sky that was cleaved just earlier, now reverted to its ominous state. Dark clouds gathered once more, casting an eerie shadow as they devoured the fading sunlight. The Conquerors’ signature black lightning blitzed across the heavens, a sinister dance of electricity in the tumultuous sky.
Their intense clash persisted unabated. Tsunade, her teeth gritted in fierce determination, glared unwaveringly at Hashirama. While she excelled in control and efficiency as always, Hashirama emerged as the unrivaled champion of sheer power.
The relentless battle continued, both fists and sword clashing, their will powers locked in an unyielding struggle. Tsunade's face contorted with effort, sweat glistening on her forehead, until she exhaled forcefully, her eyes shaky as she was shot flying backward. Her Golden Dome dissolved, along with her punch, while Hashirama redirected his attack to avoid harming his sister.
Tsunade flew back towards Dressrosa. The rain continued to pour down, a relentless backdrop to the fierce battle between Tsunade and Hashirama. As Tsunade was sent flying across the sky, the raindrops seemed to blur her vision momentarily. She managed to regain her composure, twisting her body in mid-air and using her wind manipulation to control her descent, though she still landed hard on her back.
Hashirama tucked his sword and followed. He saw her crash into the ground with a cough, and moments later he landed right in front of her.
Tsunade laid with her arms spread gracefully on the soaked ground of Dressrosa, her chest heaving up and down as she caught her breath. The pain in her fist from the impact with Hashirama's blade arcs throbbed, but she refused to yield. She watched as Hashirama approached, standing right over her.
Hashirama extended a hand toward her, an offer of truce, but Tsunade wasn't ready to give in just yet. Hashirama winced from previous pain.
"Are you done?" he asked calmly, wiping away the trickle of blood from his cheek. "Stop being stupid."
Tsunade's chest heaved with anger and frustration.
"Am I?" she spat out, her voice dripping with defiance. With a quick motion, she grabbed Hashirama's hand that was still extended toward her, using it as leverage to yank him forward. "No. You think having an advantage on a single ability is going to keep you safe now that the entire world is against you?!"
Her punch landed with brutal precision, causing Hashirama's expression to tighten in a momentary wince. He met the devastating force with a stoic resolve, exhaling a sigh as the impact reverberated through his body. The sound of his nose shattering echoed through the air with a chilling crunch, a testament to the ferocity of Tsunade's blow.
As a result, Hashirama was shot through the sky, soaring through the tempestuous atmosphere for a harrowing two kilometers. His journey took him from the edge of Dressrosa to the heart of Green Bit, where he finally came to a bone-jarring landing.
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