Phantom Sword Dance!

Mihawk's swordsmanship followed the Way of the Horizontal, possessing extraordinarily domineering offensive power. Mirai drew the Heavenly Cloud Sword, its blade glimmering with a faint white light. This sword surpassed even the twelve Supreme Grade Blades and had entered the realm of divine weapons. It was sharper even than cursed blades.

"What a fine sword!" Mihawk narrowed his eyes slightly. His figure flashed, and he appeared before Mirai in an instant. The great sword on his back had already left its sheath as it slashed toward Mirai. His swordsmanship was straightforward and direct, crushing opponents through sheer sword pressure and power.

Clang!

Mirai's gaze sharpened. He raised his sword to block, then retreated two steps before thrusting straight ahead. Mirai's swordsmanship encompassed both the Way of the Vertical and the Way of the Horizontal. Since his days in the world of Hokage, he had never intended to specialize in only one thing. To him, every shortcoming could become a weakness. Thus, when cultivating swordsmanship, he had developed the vertical and horizontal paths side by side. The Way of the Vertical was soft, light, swift, and unpredictable; the Way of the Horizontal was strength and dominance. Each had its own strengths and weaknesses. Only by compensating for one another could they form true swordsmanship.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Mirai struck with incredible speed, almost every attack a lightning-fast thrust, fully exploiting the advantages of a double-edged sword. Even Mihawk could now only barely fend them off. If not for his Hawk Eyes, he might have been driven back long ago.

"Ha!"

After blocking several strikes, Mihawk seized an opening and let out a roar. A green sword pressure tore directly through Mirai's dense barrage and struck his blade, its immense force shattering Mirai's offensive.

"Mirai Uchiha, attacks of this level no longer