"Wind Style—Spiraling Shuriken!"
Leiyin roared as the blue energy sphere spinning rapidly in his hand suddenly shot forward, violently colliding with the Dragon's Breath Drake had unleashed.
The two energies slammed into each other head-on. Like thunder exploding across a flat plain, the sonic-boom-like roar reverberated throughout Navy Headquarters, while a massive shockwave spread in every direction.
Had the winner already been decided?
Looking back at the arena, the two still stood where they were, only now both were panting heavily, their stamina nearly exhausted.
By then, the match had lasted two hours. Sengoku the Buddha signaled Vice Admiral Mōzu to go down and stop it.
At that moment, below the stage.
"Wouldn't this count as a draw?"
"Yeah. It's incredible. Leiyin is truly too strong. He actually managed to draw with Drake."
"How exactly did this guy train?"
Vice Admiral Mōzu walked down from the high platform and went to stand between the two. Raising the Den Den Mushi, he announced loudly, "This match was truly thrilling and full of twists and turns. The two contestants are evenly matched, and it's impossible to determine who is superior. Therefore, I announce that, since the match ended in a draw, both contestants will receive this year's championship title."
Thud!
Before Vice Admiral Mōzu could finish speaking, Drake suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, rolled his eyes, and collapsed to the ground!
"What?!"
"W-what... what's going on now?!"
Another uproar erupted both inside and outside the arena.
Hina was so shocked that the cigarette in her mouth fell to the ground.
On the high platform, the Three Admirals and all the vice admirals and rear admirals stared with their eyes wide open.
Garp could no longer restrain his excitement. He was even more thrilled than when he captured a pirate with