Yet Shisui looked relaxed, a faint smile on his face.
The long blade in his hand danced like a sudden storm, so fast it dazzled the eye.
He deftly deflected the tips of some of the Lanza del Relámpago, diverting them from their original trajectories. They flew off elsewhere or collided with one another, crackling loudly.
At the same time, Shisui flickered like a phantom, nimbly dodging the Lanza del Relámpago that could not be deflected.
His movements were light and agile, as though he were dancing through the air.
Finally, a Lanza del Relámpago shot straight toward Shisui's face, astonishingly fast and powerful. But Shisui remained unhurried, reaching out with his right hand and catching it firmly.
He glanced at Ulquiorra, a trace of provocation in his eyes.
Then he abruptly tightened his grip and crushed the Lanza del Relámpago outright!
Countless electric currents coursed along his arm, making it tremble slightly, but his expression did not change in the slightest.
Throughout this exchange, the distance between Shisui and Ulquiorra did not widen. Instead, it gradually shrank as the battle continued.
The tension between them grew, as though even fiercer attacks might erupt at any moment.
Meanwhile, Orihime Inoue could no longer see either of them from where she stood in the distance. She could only hear the sounds of fierce fighting and repeated booms.
All Orihime Inoue could see now were green Reishi spears shooting out like meteors, followed by a series of booming explosions.
The powerful shock waves from the relentless explosions left Orihime Inoue's hair a tangled mess and covered her face in dust. She looked like a filthy beggar who had spent ages wandering the streets.
Suddenly, the battlefield fell silent, and Orihime Inoue looked ahead nervously.
Shisui and Ulquiorra stood facing each other. Ulquiorra