Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

Upon hearing this, Ji Guoyuan glanced at the river below, where bubbles were constantly rising, then sheathed his sword, turned around, and walked away, ignoring the astonished looks of the passersby.

"Boom!!"

Not long after he left, Zoro suddenly leaped out of the sea and landed on the shore.

He was soaked, and then he began to breathe.

"Cough cough."

"Is your power also above mine?"

In a sense, they didn't win in any aspect.

"Don't think you can just leave so easily!"

He stood up, ignoring the heaviness of his soaked body, and decided to chase after them.

Zoro wasn't done yet.

Having finally encountered a swordsman comparable to Hawkeye, how could he possibly let go so easily?

"Hey, consider this extra practice."

"We'll teach that guy a lesson when we get back!"

Zoro had a premonition that this war would broaden his horizons.

After this battle, he will take another step forward.

.........

"Crack!!"

His body rolled on the ground once, and his disheveled figure looked very embarrassed.

"It seems we're both injured."

Shaking his head, Kojiro looked at Musashi getting up in front of him and thought it was too much of a coincidence.

Not only were they summoned to war, but they also met in this place, and what's more, both of them were wounded.

Now we're truly on the same starting line.

"Hey, that's fair, isn't it?"

"Otherwise, it would be a bit boring if it were like that day."

Are you being sarcastic?

Kojiro sighed helplessly upon hearing Musashi's words.

He did fight Musashi after the war, which was somewhat inconvenient, but the witnesses ultimately ruled that the other side had won.

Miyamoto Musashi surpassed Sasaki Kojiro.

He didn't say anything in the face of this "correction".

To ridicule him now would be too petty.

Although Musashi is such an eccentric guy.

"Just kidding, don't take it to heart."

Musashi smiled, revealing his teeth, and waved his hand.

She didn't mean to mock her; it was just a lighthearted joke.

At that moment, she brandished her twin swords, unleashing a pinkish-purple sword pressure.

"They really have one trick after another."

Raising his long sword, Kojiro cleaved the incoming cross-shaped sword energy in one strike, and then witnessed the black shadow that circled around to his side and charged in.

(Is the Fire Form followed by the Wind Form?)

That speed was like a fleeting, colorful flash of light.

The first strike was already upon him, but Kojiro bent his neck and dodged the blow that was aimed at his face.

The second strike was a downward, upward slash; he didn't even look and used his longsword to block the blade.

"Clang!!"

The moment the second strike with his left hand was blocked, the knife in his right hand changed direction, transforming the thrust into a horizontal slash.

But this seemingly sure-fire strike still missed its mark.

"Wow!"

Kojiro leaned back, his body tilting at nearly 140 degrees to avoid the blade that was meant to slice through his cheek.

The knife flashed past his eyes, and he seized the opportunity, using one hand to brace himself and flip over. While stabilizing his body, he then unleashed a series of upward slashes.

"Well!"

Musashi was forced to retreat by the distance of the long sword, but the tip of the sword that grazed his nose was still terrifying.

"As expected of you."

Watching those actions with lingering fear, Musashi gasped for breath.

That's really dangerous.

Her horizontal slash was originally the one that put Kojiro in danger, but she deflected it and returned it to him.

This man remained as brave and unfathomable as ever in battle.

In a contest of swordsmanship alone, it's impossible to say for sure that he would win.

It's genuine.

Sasaki Kojiro!

"It seems that a close-quarters battle between them will not yield a clear winner."

"Same feeling."

When both are injured, neither can gain an advantage.

Countless clashes and sword fights only resulted in entanglement and back-and-forth exchanges.

Unless someone makes a mistake or runs out of strength, it's hard to say how long it will take to continue like this.

"I'm actually looking forward to it."

Recalling that stunning "Sky" sword strike, Kojiro unconsciously gripped his long sword tightly.

“Hey, that’s the same for me.”

Musashi was not surprised that they were on the same page.

Kojiro's "Secret Sword" and her "Empty" Sword—neither of them believed they would lose.

(I'm counting on Master's Command Seals for support.)

At the same time, both of them made a "willful" decision.

This elicited different reactions from Ii Masayuki and Takao Tayu.

(I really don't know what to do with you, but it seems this intense situation needs some closure.)

Although Takao Tayu did not understand what had happened, she would not hesitate or refuse Musashi's request for help.

Despite being a half-baked Master, she was very understanding.

On the other side, Yui Masayuki's expression was quite serious.

Zheng Chenggong didn't quite understand what had happened to make her feel so embarrassed.

(I need you to explain this properly afterward, Saber!)

(learn.)

Knowing that the opportunity to fight must not be missed, even the slightest hesitation or mistake would lead to regret.

Yukichi Ikemoto decides to support his follower instead.

Although they had considered having Kojiro retreat, the other side didn't seem willing to do so.

Zhengxue will make him explain his willfulness afterward.

"Ok?"

Looking at the red light emanating from the back of Zhengxue's hand, even with the gauntlets covering it, one could vaguely see that it had disappeared.

(Was a Command Seal used?)

(What exactly happened over there?)

Zheng Chenggong didn't quite understand what had happened to Zheng Xue's servant, and he couldn't comprehend the use of the Command Seals.

(Could it be that they intend to take this opportunity to defeat the enemy?)

It's also possible that if it were him, Zheng Chenggong would not hesitate to use a single Command Seal if victory was within his grasp.

It's a bit of a shame that we can't observe the battle situation over there.

(Saber, how are things on your end?)