"Brigadier General Bastiiu, come on! This is your home turf, you can't lose!" Someone cheered for Bastiiu, which then inspired many others to cheer as well.
" Rebecca, Rebecca! Show him how formidable this year's Elite Camp is!"
"Go, Rebecca! Go!"
The cheers from Rebecca's side were even louder, since there were more Elite Camp members on the training field, but more people were still arriving from the base.
The two men in the arena did not respond to the shouts around them. They had already entered a fighting state. Bastille gripped the more than two-meter-long saw blade with both hands. His nearly three-meter-tall figure, combined with the blade, looked quite imposing and exuded a strong sense of oppression.
Rebecca calmed herself down after entering the arena, since her emotions could affect her perception with Observation Haki, a point that Vic had been constantly reminding her of.
Rebecca did not underestimate her opponent. She drew her longsword from her waist and aimed it at Bastille. The pure light blue blade was very eye-catching and looked like something extraordinary.
Bastille did not launch an attack. He still did not believe he would lose. As a senior from the previous Elite Camp, he had to show some courtesy.
Seeing that Bastille hadn't attacked for a while, Rebecca knew what it meant and rushed towards Bastille without hesitation.
Those outside the arena stopped making a sound once they saw the fighters had started moving. This wasn't a street fight where it didn't matter if people were cheering. At this stage of a battle, noise could easily disrupt the fight, so everyone was very mindful of their surroundings.
Rebecca didn't use Shave, but charged straight at him. She was fast, and when she was close to Bastille, she leaped five meters high, wielding her sword with both hands and slashing down quickly. In an instant, she was above Bastille's head, determined to cleave him in two.
"Clang"
Bastille wasn't that bad either; he could certainly handle such a simple and straightforward move, blocking it with his saw blade overhead.
Bastille felt a tremendous force strike him, and he almost couldn't withstand it. It was also his own fault for being a little careless; the overflowing Sword Qi tore a hole in Bastille's naval uniform.
"This little girl is fierce! She's incredibly strong. I really don't know how such a small body can contain such power. She shouldn't be underestimated!" Bastille thought to himself, but his expression remained completely unchanged. Of course, his face was hidden by the mask.
Rebecca had been training with Vic, so she couldn't be treated like an ordinary girl; she was someone who always carried a heavy burden.
Strength is also a very important aspect for swordsmen, Zoro has never neglected his strength training, just as Vic has always strictly demanded the same of Rebecca.
"Uncle Bull's strength is not bad, but he's too big and his reactions are a bit slow!" Rebecca had a preliminary understanding of Bastille.
Rebecca missed her attack and quickly jumped away. The moment she landed, she used the Six Powers of Shave to disappear from the spot. A flash of blue light, and she reappeared in front of Bastille.
Rebecca's height only reached Bastille's waist. Rebecca wielded her sword with one hand and swung it upwards, clearly targeting Lychee. She had even stolen Vic's moves.
Vic covered his face in embarrassment, while Wendy burst into laughter. The other men felt a chill run down their spines, and some even instinctively reached out to cover their groins. Laws just watched with a smile and glanced at Vic.
"Oh my god, this is actually very useful. I can't let a little girl like you ruin it. You're so young, and you're already setting such a bad example!"
Because of his tall stature, Bastille didn't notice Rebecca when she first appeared. By the time he did, the blue blade was almost touching his crotch, forcing Bastille to use Shave to escape.
"That was close! Just a hair's breadth away!" Bastille's lips twitched after he jumped away; this was still visible.
Rebecca felt no regret and launched another fierce attack. Rebecca had now reached the Realm of Cutting Steel, and her swordsmanship was far superior to Bastille's.
Bastille's previous swordplay was mostly characterized by wide, sweeping movements, using force to overwhelm opponents and break through techniques, which hardly qualifies him as a master of swordsmanship.
Rebecca's strength is now no less than his, but her swordsmanship is more refined. Bastille can only frantically swing his sword to defend himself. It's clear that Bastille doesn't yet Observation Haki.
Then, as the saying goes, "A prolonged defense will inevitably lead to defeat." Finally, Rebecca seized an opening in Bastille, her longsword slicing across Bastille chest. Seeing that he couldn't dodge it, Bastille had no choice but to take the hit.
" Tekkai "
Bastille could only adopt the standard stance of a Tekkai, standing there motionless. However, the Tekkai still could not block Rebecca's Cutting Steel technique. A line of blood appeared on Bastille's chest, and the blood stained his clothes red.
Rebecca stepped back, choosing not to continue her onslaught. Bastille glanced at his chest; although the Tekkai hadn't completely blocked him, it had still had some effect. The wound wasn't very deep and wouldn't affect him much.
"This little girl's swordsmanship is quite advanced; she can't even defend against Tekkai. It seems I can only use Awakening recently awakened Armament Haki to defend. Passive defense won't work either; my reaction time seems to be slower than hers. It seems I have no choice but to take the initiative and attack!" Bastille thought to himself. He wasn't a reckless person; even after he became Vice Admiral, he would still analyze and learn from his battles.
"Little girl, who taught you this swordsmanship? Promise me you won't use it like that again, it doesn't suit your image at all!" Bastille said, seeing that Rebecca hadn't attacked.
Rebecca smiled and glanced in Vic's direction. Vic immediately turned his head away as if he hadn't seen her. "I only use that when fighting someone stronger than me. I don't need to do it otherwise," he said.
Rebecca didn't know what Vic was thinking, otherwise she would definitely have retorted, "You're much better than Rear Admiral Gion, why do you always target girls' sensitive spots? You're such a bad guy!"
"It doesn't matter who taught you, as long as it works. What? Scared? If you're scared, just admit defeat. I won't laugh at you!" Rebecca said with an air of arrogance.
"Who's afraid? I haven't even started my attack yet, so you'd better watch out!" Bastille was also a master of verbal sparring.
"Hahaha, Brigadier General Bastiyu must be feeling frustrated now. He always bullied us before, and this time we almost lost our lychees!"
"Keep your voice down, or he'll hear you. Next time, it won't just be a black eye!"
"Yeah, you're right. Even if we want to laugh, we can't let him see it. Everyone has to turn their faces away, hahaha!"
" Rebecca has truly learned from Vic; you all better not offend her in the future!"
"Yes, we need to list her as the most dangerous person in the Elite Camp now. We can compete with her in anything, except swordsmanship!"
"That's right, it makes sense. How come such a beautiful person has such poor swordsmanship?"