The ground beneath Su Xiao's feet was cracked across a wide area, and the long blade in his hands was gradually forced downward, yet he remained completely composed.
"So, it turns out that once your strength reaches a certain level, you can't... oh~"
Just as Zetsu was about to taunt Su Xiao a little more, the long blade in Su Xiao's hands tilted. While resisting the force of the poleaxe, he kicked straight at Zetsu's lower abdomen.
The kick sent Zetsu staggering back several steps, and a flash of blade light came straight at him.
With a swish, blood splattered from Zetsu's shoulder. Blue Steel Shadow energy sank into his body, and intense pain surged through him.
"It hurts!!"
Zetsu shouted with exaggerated flair. That was simply his personality—he never stopped spouting nonsense during battle, while Su Xiao had remained silent from beginning to end. They were complete extremes.
"I told you, hurry up and consume the energy in your body."
Sayanord spoke in its axe form.
"Got it. I'll use that now."
As Zetsu spoke, the poleaxe in his hands transformed into two short, slender swords. Each was about sixty centimeters long, with hilts over thirty centimeters in length. Though the blades were narrow, they were covered in barbs and extremely hard. This kind of weapon was unsuitable for slashing and better suited for thrusting.
"Bankai, Sayanord."
"I don't have that ability. Be careful. Your opponent's swordsmanship is a tier above yours. If you keep fooling around, you'll die here today."
"You can't even use Bankai? You're so useless, Sayanord."
'Stop talking nonsense. He's coming!'
Clang.
The long blade rang crisply, cutting off several strands of Zetsu's black hair.
"Kill him, Sayanord."
"I can indeed do that."
With a swish, one of the short swords in Zetsu's hand suddenly