Son Goku felt it too.
That supreme thirst for battle itself, deep in the soul of the man before him!
"Looks like Goku isn't planning to end this fight right away."
Inside the Royal Box, Ye Chuan watched the two men in the ring, a smile curling his lips.
"He's acknowledged Kenpachi Zaraki as an opponent."
"He wants to really enjoy this fight."
[Let the match begin!]
"Come on!!! Saiyan!!!"
Kenpachi Zaraki didn't hesitate for a moment!
He let out an earthshaking roar. The ground beneath his feet shattered with a thunderous crash, and he hurtled straight at Son Goku like a meteor out of control!
Nozarashi came cleaving down at his head, carrying terrifying power enough to split an entire mountain range in two!
And yet!
Faced with this utterly savage blow.
Son Goku didn't even blink.
His body seemed no longer under the control of his own consciousness.
He merely shifted slightly to the left.
Whoosh!
Trailing a blast of wind, the Zanpakutō brushed past the tip of his nose and narrowly slashed through empty air!
"What?!"
Kenpachi Zaraki was shocked!
He refused to believe it!
A horizontal slash! A diagonal cleave! An upward cut!
For a moment, stormlike sword pressure filled the entire ring!
Kenpachi Zaraki had pushed his swordsmanship to its limit!
Every slash was enough to make even the great hero Heracles from the earlier match blanch!
But!
Amid that sky-filling flurry of blades!
Son Goku's figure was like a lone boat amid raging waves, like a fallen leaf in a violent storm.
At the most incredible moments, he always evaded every slash with perfect precision, using the smallest movements and the least energy!
He was like a prophet from the future who had already foreseen every one of Kenpachi Zaraki's