Rumble—!
In just a short moment, an immense forest of towering trees emerged in the arena, obstructing the view of many spectators.
This was the first time since the start of the exchange event that the ninja side had unleashed such a large-scale jutsu, leaving many people astonished.
Within the dense wooden forest, Unohana was swiftly maneuvering through the trees.
Countless thick vines came at her from all directions—she swung her blade, slicing through them one after another, but new ones rapidly sprouted in their place, growing endlessly.
Seeing that all paths were being sealed off by the massive trees and vines, Unohana stopped trying to evade and instead came to a halt, preparing to cast another Kido spell.
"Hado #88: Hiryu Gekizoku Shinten Raiho!"
A colossal pillar of lightning-clad energy shot forth, instantly piercing through the entire forest like a divine blade splitting the heavens.
The blinding white light swept across the battlefield, severing all the massive trees in its path.
She can still forgo incantations while casting an 88th-level Hado?
Even the captains were deeply shaken.
Unohana's reiatsu was far too powerful, and she had yet to even release her Zanpakuto!
Rumble—!
Explosions echoed continuously as over a hundred colossal trees were reduced to wreckage, crashing down in all directions.
As the dust settled and the view became clear again, Unohana finally noticed—a massive wooden dragon was descending upon her from above!
Unohana prepared to dodge, but the dragon's massive body was both swift and agile, leaving her with no room to evade.
For a brief moment, she heard an ancient dragon's roar resonate in her ears, stirring a strange impulse within her—rather than avoiding the attack, she suddenly had the urge to withstand it head-on, just to see how much damage it could do.
This woman, Tsunade, is very strong.
The same was true for the one called Might Guy—his battle against Kenpachi had been completely effortless.
Are all the other members of the Ten Crowns just as powerful?
A sudden unease welled up within Unohana Retsu.
She feared that if she continued fighting at this intensity, she would no longer be able to restrain herself.
I'm starting to forget myself...
Boom!
The massive wooden dragon came crashing down, swallowing her whole.
This time, she neither dodged nor attempted to counter the attack.
Amid the billowing dust and flying debris, a figure swiftly landed atop the dragon—it was Tsunade.
She stood high above, looking down at Unohana, who was pinned beneath the dragon's crushing weight.
"What's wrong? Have you finally reached your limit?"
Unohana still held her sword in hand.
The immense impact had torn parts of her haori, and some strands of her tightly braided hair had come loose.
She gripped the hilt of her blade firmly—only to relax her hold a moment later.
Then, she raised her other hand.
At first, Tsunade thought she was about to surrender.
But to her surprise, Unohana's open palm was directed straight at her.
"Hado No. 88: Hiryu Gekizoku Shinten Raiho!"
Blinding lightning instantly shattered the dragon's head, engulfing Tsunade in its brilliant radiance.
Boom!
As the light dissipated, a figure wreathed in white steam landed on the ground.
Her golden hair hung loosely over her shoulders, and her right arm was a bloody mess—yet the shredded flesh was rapidly regenerating before their eyes!
Tsunade had taken the full brunt of the attack with her arm.
Though she had sustained grievous injuries, her body displayed an absolutely terrifying regeneration ability, making even Unohana start to believe her earlier claim about surviving a blade through the throat.
Swish!
Unohana flash-stepped in an instant, appearing right before Tsunade.
Her blade slashed horizontally, but Tsunade was prepared this time.
Ignoring the danger, she grabbed the sword directly with her bare hand, clenching her right fist tightly before swinging it forward with all her might!
Splurt!
Cold steel pierced through flesh once again—it was that same short hidden dagger!
Tsunade hadn't even seen when her opponent struck.
She only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.
This time, Unohana didn't aim for her chest—she had realized that dealing a seemingly fatal wound was useless.
Instead, she sought to restrict her movements.
"Bakudo # 1: Sai!"
Tsunade suddenly felt an invisible force restraining her arms.
At that moment, Unohana swiftly pulled her sword free from Tsunade's grasp.
Swish!
Now that her blade was unrestrained, Unohana didn't hesitate—she swung directly at her opponent!
The two figures crossed past each other in a flash.
A fresh wound tore open across Tsunade's abdomen, a long, narrow gash spilling fresh blood in a crimson wave.
Unohana's hands trembled.
But it wasn't fear.
Nor was it exhaustion or nervousness.
It was excitement.
This long-awaited, intense battle made every cell in her body, every reishi particle, begin to tremble with exhilaration.
Had she held back just now?
Otherwise, that slash should have been enough to cut Tsunade in half!
No… no!
"Tss…" Tsunade hissed through gritted teeth, the sharp pain surging through her as her body once again began to rapidly regenerate.
Injury after injury—she had no idea where her limit lay.
So she simply stopped defending.
She stopped dodging.
The searing pain coursing through her body made this dreamlike world feel real.
She was enjoying the battle.
Enjoying the sensation of bleeding.
Unohana turned to look at her and suddenly spoke. "It hurts, doesn't it?"
Tsunade scoffed coldly. "Don't worry, you'll get to feel it soon enough."
She thought Unohana was mocking her, but this female captain's speed and reaction time were beyond extraordinary.
Even after entering Sage Mode, Tsunade still found it difficult to keep up.
Unohana's gaze flickered toward the blood pooling beneath Tsunade's feet, steaming and evaporating into this world.
In that moment, a chill of clarity washed over her.
Her peripheral vision caught sight of the spectators.
One by one, they were all enthralled by the battle unfolding before them.
Her battle…
She was Captain Retsu Unohana of the Fourth Division.
Without a word, she quietly slid her Zanpakuto back into its sheath.
"What's wrong?" Tsunade frowned at the sight.
Unohana spoke calmly. "If we continue fighting like this, who knows how long it will last? This is just a spar, a friendly exchange meant to promote harmony between our two worlds."
Now she was saying something like this?
After all those relentless slashes just moments ago?
Tsunade scoffed, her gaze cold and piercing.
"Are you saying you want to surrender?"
Unohana replied, "I'd like to settle it in a single decisive exchange, like Captain Kyoraku did. How about that?"
The two stood meters apart, surrounded by shattered wood and ruined earth.
"If you can land even a single punch on me, I doubt I'll be able to withstand it with your level of strength."
She said this, but Tsunade knew Unohana's speed made the likelihood of landing a hit extremely low.
The only way to turn the battle in her favor was to rely on her superior regeneration and Wood Release techniques to drag out the fight until Unohana finally showed a weakness.
But then Unohana added—
"I understand that speed isn't your forte, so for me, I must land ten slashes to claim victory."
Tsunade's face instantly darkened.
This condition was outright humiliating!
She let out a cold, mirthless laugh. "Should I be grateful for your generosity?"
Unohana simply said, "I just don't wish to continue fighting. Lady Tsunade, there's no need for such hostility. A spar is just a spar. You and I are simply… ourselves."
She could sense that this Tsunade harbored an intense resentment—not just toward her, but toward everything.
"Tch! You talk too much!"
Boom!
Tsunade's body erupted once more with a torrent of chakra, her golden hair wildly billowing in the air.
The markings of Sage Mode flared at maximum output, and her entire presence transformed.
Unohana, however, remained composed, gripping her slightly curved Zanpakuto with both hands.
"Come to think of it, you haven't even seen my true swordsmanship yet."
Until now, she had only been slashing and thrusting with sheer speed, but nothing beyond that.
Tsunade launched forward like a cannonball, exploding from her position.
"If you can land even a single slash, I'll count it as your win!"
Unohana's eyes opened slightly. "No…"
"I said ten slashes. Ten slashes it will be."
Her voice carried a distinct chill. She yearned for battle—yet feared it at the same time.
For a thousand years, she had lived only for atonement.
She had sworn never to return to who she once was.
If this fight continued unchecked, she feared she might lose herself once more.
Tsunade closed the distance in a blink—the air roared around her, her fist glowing with blue energy.
This punch could obliterate everything in its path!
Schiiing—!
At that moment, Tsunade heard the distinct sound of a blade being drawn.
A glint of cold steel.
A shadow streaking through the air.
This strike… was unimaginably fast!
Countless sword flashes seemed to appear all at once.
Tsunade's eyes widened—she felt as if she was about to be torn apart by the overwhelming blade light.
She threw her punch with all her might, but it struck nothing but air, smashing heavily into the ground.
BOOM!
The sheer impact shattered the earth, sending splintered trees and broken stones surging like waves through the ground.
In the distance, the towering white walls of the Seireitei trembled, and some of the seated officers were thrown off their feet by the shockwave.
Neither of the previous two battles had reached this scale.
Neither had carried this weight.
Everyone's hearts trembled.
The fallen Shinigami hurriedly lifted their heads, gaze locked onto the battlefield.
Unohana was the first to reappear, standing atop the splintered trunk of a broken giant tree.
Her Zanpakuto had already been sheathed, her white haori slightly torn, though her hair remained mostly intact.
A timely gust of wind swept through the field, dispersing the lingering dust and smoke.
Tsunade stood at the center of a massive, perfectly round crater, completely unharmed.
Her expression was calm, her arms resting naturally at her sides.
Neither seemed injured.
Neither seemed exhausted.
The battle could continue.
But instead, Tsunade turned her gaze to Chojiro, who stood in the distance.
"I lost."
Her words sent shockwaves through the crowd.
How had the match been decided?
Had all the accumulated injuries finally caught up with her?
No.
The answer lay in their wager.
When Tsunade caught a glimpse of the sword light, ten thin red marks had already appeared across her body.
The cuts were so shallow that not even blood seeped out before they instantly healed—yet Tsunade could still feel the faint sting of each one.
Ten strikes.
Her opponent could have severed her arms and legs or taken her head.
Ten strikes…
Tsunade did not mind losing—she was not someone who couldn't accept defeat.
She simply felt regret that the battle had ended so soon.
This Captain Unohana, her strength was truly far above her own.
Tsunade had already given everything she had, yet Unohana hadn't even released her Zanpakuto.
To force herself to fight until complete defeat would be true stubbornness, not courage.
She cast one last glance at the figure of Unohana standing high above, then turned to look at Hyuga Makoto, seated in the chief's seat.
Without hesitation, she turned away and strode back to her seat.
It wasn't until Chojiro officially declared the results that many finally snapped out of their daze.
The battle had been fierce, yet its ending had caught everyone off guard.
In the living world, those watching the live broadcast remained silent for a long time.
"…Lady Tsunade… lost."
Rin murmured in disbelief.
"…Lady Tsunade did everything she could," Shizune finally spoke.
"The opponent… was just too strong."
At the Seireitei Exchange Meeting, after a brief moment of silence, a wave of thunderous applause erupted—a genuine, heartfelt response from the Shinigami.
It had been a spectacular match.
The Ninja were far stronger than many had expected—every Shinigami present had now completely set aside their underestimation of them.
And as for Captain Unohana…
Her power was beyond anyone's imagination.
Her Reiatsu felt like a bottomless abyss.
"What a spectacular match. I never expected the Captain of the Medical Division in Seireitei to be this powerful."
Makoto paid no mind to Tsunade's lack of formal greeting, simply smiling as he turned to Yamamoto beside him.
At that moment, Unohana returned, offering a graceful bow to both Yamamoto and Makoto before returning to her seat.
Yamamoto remarked, "Miss Tsunade must also be highly skilled in medical techniques."
Makoto chuckled, "In this field, there is much that Ninja and Shinigami can learn from each other. Advancing together will be beneficial, especially in future joint efforts to purify Hollows. What do you think, Head Captain?"
Yamamoto nodded slightly. "Your Majesty has great foresight."
——
At the Ten Crown Guards' seats, Mei glanced at Tsunade with concern.
"Tsunade-san, are you alright? Did you get hurt?"
Tsunade gave her a brief look, responding indifferently, "I'm fine."
Her cold attitude made Mei secretly pout, thinking,
( I'm Number Eight, you're Number Nine—I'm technically your senpai, you know! )
Yet, Tsunade's mind was elsewhere.
Now that she had lost, she couldn't help but wonder how Makoto would deal with her.
Before joining this exchange event, the two of them had made a strict agreement—
She was allowed to win.
But never to lose.
"At worst… he'll just humiliate me again."
Her gaze flickered, deep in thought, completely unaware of her surroundings.
However—she did notice one thing.
The way Unohana was looking at her.
She looked back—only to see Unohana giving her a gentle smile.
This woman… is good at hiding her true nature!
Behind that smile, she was undoubtedly a ruthless killer who wouldn't hesitate to take a life.
—
At the chief seats, after exchanging some pleasantries with Yamamoto, Makoto resumed the proceedings of the exchange event.
The fourth match—who would step onto the stage next?
Both the Captain's Seats and the Ten Crown Guards' Seats showed subtle signs of tension.
Even Aizen was in no hurry now—his interest had shifted to observing the strange and diverse powers of the ninja present.
From the Captain's Seats, someone rose to their feet and stepped forward.
A towering, broad-shouldered figure—his face obscured by an iron mask, concealing his true appearance.
"I am Sajin Komamura, Captain of the Seventh Division. Please, grant me the honor of this duel."
His deep, resonant voice carried strength and composure, his aura making it clear he was not to be underestimated.
With both Yamamoto and the Emperor of the Living World present, Komamura chose not to refer to himself as 'this old man', opting for more formal speech instead.
"I am Uchiha Shisui. I would like to spar with you."
A young voice quickly followed Komamura's words.
Shisui stepped forward from his seat.
His attire was neat and practical, clad in a Konoha combat uniform, with a short sword strapped to his back—one of the few Ten Crown Guards who wielded a weapon.
This immediately piqued the interest of many onlookers.
At the chief seat, Makoto also revealed a smile of intrigue.
This match… is like a Gundam vs. Gundam.
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