The fierce battle between the two had the spectators cheering in delight. Even from Carlos's perspective, their fight was exceptionally thrilling.
Within inches of space, sword light flashed. A difference of a hair could decide life and death!
Shiryu felt his blood boil all over. This kind of intense swordsmanship duel suited him perfectly. The pressure Fujitora brought him was even greater than that of the Marine Vice Admiral swordsman last time, and his opponent still seemed to have plenty in reserve...
Gravity Command!
Just as Shiryu's blood was boiling, Fujitora stopped engaging in a pure swordsmanship duel. With a horizontal sweep of his cane sword, sword light flashed, and an invisible force passed through Shiryu's body.
Again... Shiryu's expression changed slightly as he felt his entire body grow much heavier. The badlands beneath his feet were instantly pressed into a shallow pit. Taking even a single step required three times more stamina than usual.
Though Fujitora's Devil Fruit ability was not Logia-type, it was no weaker than one. Almost nothing in the world was unaffected by gravity. It could even give rise to attraction and repulsion, much like Banshō Ten'in and Shinra Tensei from Naruto.
The Press-Press Fruit's ability was extremely troublesome, especially for speed-focused experts.
Although Shiryu's speed had dropped sharply, his abundant combat experience told him that he had to strike first. Otherwise, waiting for his opponent to attack would leave him far too passive.
Thunder Cut!
Shiryu gripped his beloved blade Raiu with both hands. The blade was damp, with strands of sky-blue lightning coursing across it. An azure Sword Qi, as thin as a thread, sliced through the air with incomparable sharpness. The air itself was cleaved apart, yet the Sword Qi made no sound!
Fujitora raised an eyebrow and gave up on using gravity