Sanguinem Deus

How strange, his hit had connected so easily, yet the Arrancar just stood there and took the hit. Upon hitting his desired target, several ribs would crack and puncture his lungs quite a bit, though it would not be lethal. Hitoshi was pretty strong and fast, though he could tell that the Arrancar had not made a single attempt at dodging or even moving a muscle. His senses rapidly picked up on the formation of energy, taking what little time he had to stab his spear in a downward angle to intercept the blast, causing it to explode in the man’s hand, yet taking a piece of the spear with it. It seemed strange to him that this guy would be so reckless with his own body, especially since he had assessed with his last strike that this guy had no access to the Arrancar’s Hierro or anything similar to it. Stepping back with the use of Hirenkyaku, he put some distance between himself and the guy so he would not put any more strain on the guy then he had already done. It was clear that the attack would have hurt him quite a bit, though he did not show this at all, which was what worried him a bit. Keeping about ten meters between the two, he just stood there and waited for the guy to start moving again.

He knew that some Arrancar were absolutely out of their minds, though this guy was willingly taking hits that could potentially harm him beyond this point in time, meaning it would become a lasting problem. As long as a spiritual being had energy left, they would not truly die, though a wound such as this one would surely remain for a certain period of time. If anything, it would go to slow down his movement, and that was what the real problem in this case would be. Still, how could this guy not care that he just took a hit that was capable of sending a Shinigami flying through the air. Letting the broken spear disappear, he had no further use for it, seeing as the fight was pretty much over if his opponent chose to no longer fight. To him, it seemed like the guy was nothing more then a bunch of words, and that was truly annoying him more then the fact that he chose to stand and take his beating like some slave. Even now, the guy kept his big mouth open by telling him that he was not half bad if he focused. Cracking his neck, the look in his eyes showed no signs of aggression, but pity on the miserable creature.

“Maybe so, though I refuse to fight someone who doesn't even want to try and just takes his beating like that. Either you start trying, or the fun is over, you got that?” he said slightly agitated. If this was the guy’s kind of fun, he was completely out of his mind. It bothered Hitoshi that the guy had such a big mouth, and just took his hits during the next couple of minutes without even making a single attempt at dodging or countering his blows. Extending his right hand once more, this time, Reishi particles came from the sand beneath his feet, forming a glowing blue sword that took the shape of a western short sword. Swords were among his weapons of choice, being much lighter and faster then a spear, especially in single combat. Having tested the man’s durability and the seeming lack of Hierro, he was certain that with his sword, he would be quite capable of cleaving or even cutting off entire body parts.

His hand was charred from the erupting Bala, even bits of his arm had been burnt by the attack exploding so closely, But a quick glance alone would reveal that the wounds were already healing. A steam rose up from the wounded limb and such a minor wound was already dissipating to Nothingness. It would be clear that while this Arrancar lacked a Hierro, the most basic of defensive techniques that his defensive ability lied perhaps in his regeneration. Still, Sangre stood there, not turning to face his opponent, and instead eyes, Scarlet red drifted towards the sand below his feet. There was an eerie silence that filled the forest, the Arrancar body rigid.

Than Hitoshi spoke. Those words threatening to end the battle." No....". The voice was soft, barely above a whisper, The words seeming to finally register to the arrancar. A hand gripped his forehead, shaking his head violently. " No No no..." He than leaned back, than before even turning he was gone in a blur of speed, a Wave of sand kicking into the air from his movements. " The fun has only started!" His scream echoed through the forest, and he appeared at Hitoshis left now, by now his speed was already increasing, His movements growing more Rapid by the second, and each explosive burst of speed kicking sand into the air. He was gone again with another Sonido, and in a blur was standing a mere foot from the Human, His left hand pulled back. He thrust his arm foward, than Suddenly was gone before the blow even landed. From above, thats were he felt the Creature now!

In the air now, he brought down his right hand, Thrusting the Knuckle duster straight for the humans skull, but hiding behind that was his actual second attack, The blade in his left hand hummed with energy, and the moment the Human tried to dash away and move, the second he inched to get away. His teeth, pearly white glinted now as he prepared for Hitoshi's next move, Would he try and accept his Powerful blow or run again?

The guy just kept treating this as if it was some fun event that he was taking part in, though it could actually mean the death of one of them if they just kept at it this way. He was not about to lose this fight against an Arrancar that seemed to have a death wish, though he would have no problem complying with the thing he seemed to want. Gripping the blade tightly in his hand, he wondered what kind of plan the guy would have come up with next. It was strange to hear from a guy that seemed to love fighting as much as he did, especially since a Shinigami had the same amount of fire in him as he did, maybe even more then that. Still, it had not kept him from being knocked down like a house of cards, and that was something that could be blamed on the fact that he was overconfident. When the Arrancar started applying his Sonido to dash all over the place, it was Hitoshi’s focus that allowed him to read the steps he took, making things much easier for him to counter when an attack was to be made. His Sonido was well evolved, though it was simply not going to be enough to hide his movement from Hitoshi’s eyes.

Changing his Blut ability from defense to offense, the amount of raw power behind his strikes would have gotten a lot greater then this guy would likely be able to see coming. Even so, he could just feel the power radiating from the Arrancar’s weapon, a sign he should not try to avoid. Earlier, the guy had fired a bullet of energy at a nearly point blank range, and there was no way of knowing that this attack would be as weak as that one. The way in which he tried to hide the energy inside of his weapons made it look like he wanted this to be a surprise. Gathering more energy and particles inside of his weapon, it seemed to glow more fiercely as the Arrancar kept dashing around him. Ready to counter whatever it was this guy would throw at him, he was now at a point where he could return the favor with an attack of his own. “Lets have it then” he said softly, barely loud enough for the Arrancar to hear it.

As the final high paced step was made, the Arrancar was taken above him, his weapon brought down in a way that would be meant to crash down on his head. Not going to underestimate the kind of power the unreleased Arrancar Zanpakutō might hold, his Blut and the short sword held in his hand would be brought up at the fullest, applying all the raw power he held in his body. Upon collision, there would most likely be a blast wave that could shock the surrounding area quite a bit. Being in the prime of his life, there was nothing that would shake Hitoshi, nothing.