Grimmjow Vs. Nnoitra
part 2
Grimmjow growled darkly seeing the incoming attack. "Noitra" he growled out darkly, clenching his teeth as he suddenly drew Pantera, slashing upward with his blade, clashing with Noitra's, using all of his strength to hold back the massive weapon, the white sands of Hueco Mundo getting kicked up and blown away below him as the ground slightly caved in beneath him. "Teme" he growled out looking up into the one eye of Noitra, before a slight grin came to his face. Raising one up, only able to hold back the massive blade of Noitra's weapon for a little bit, his palm facing Noitra, a faint glow coming to life in his hand. "Cero" he said with a grin, firing off the attack at close range, feeling his arm weakening as he held back his previous attack.
The blast slammed into Noitra's face, the sands of Hueco Mundo dancing around the area. He was sent into the air, his face scorched from the blast as it ripped off his eye patch completely. His grip on his zanpakutō, not loosing at all. AS he was sent spiraling into the sky, he held a large smirk on his lips. AS his eyes where held wide-open casting down toward Grimmjow. "What the ********? Is that really all you got?” Noitra spoke loudly as his tongue moved out of his mouth. The number five could be seen directly on it as a Dark greenish light began to form from it. "Gran rey cero" He spoke as the blast charged, as it took a shin on the entire sky. AS if it was a single star, it fired the dust that flew into the air rushing back as if a shock wave just occurred. The burning feeling on his face could be felt as he enjoyed every minute of it.
"Heh, you've got know idea" Grimmjow said grinning as he saw the eye patch had been knocked off, coming up with a plan to try and trap him. His grin dropped slightly, he growled a bit seeing his number, the b*****d always loved to do that, showing off what rank he was, and it always pissed Grimmjow off. The teme thought he was perfect, the strongest of them all and yet he was only the fifth strongest of the Espada, one higher than himself. Grimmjow may be cocky, but he knew he was not the strongest of the Espada, but that did not mean he would back down from a fight with one, especially one that was only just stronger than he was. His eyes widened a bit as he saw what he was planning. 's**t, he's not playing around is he?' he thought before slamming Pantera into the ground and cut his fingers across the blade, holding out his hand and growled deeply, unsure of what the result of this would be. "Gran Rey Cero" he yelled out as the energy collected before being released in one large burst at Noitra's, the two ceros clashing, Grimmjow growled as he felt them stay even for a split second before his attack started to waver, losing ground against the opposing force.
The blast continued to fight off each other as something surprising happened. Noitra took the element of surprise flash stepping past both blasts, as he headed back toward Grimmjow. "Come ON, Release it...shows me why you number SIX!” He cried out as he held his blade far above his head, using both gravity and his strength to slam down toward Grimmjow, he didn't use his full force as he keep a watch on the blast above to see if it was giving or not as he also paid complete attention toward Grimmjow. His blade coming down with a great force, as his hole in his skull showed from his destroyed eye patch
part 2
Grimmjow growled darkly seeing the incoming attack. "Noitra" he growled out darkly, clenching his teeth as he suddenly drew Pantera, slashing upward with his blade, clashing with Noitra's, using all of his strength to hold back the massive weapon, the white sands of Hueco Mundo getting kicked up and blown away below him as the ground slightly caved in beneath him. "Teme" he growled out looking up into the one eye of Noitra, before a slight grin came to his face. Raising one up, only able to hold back the massive blade of Noitra's weapon for a little bit, his palm facing Noitra, a faint glow coming to life in his hand. "Cero" he said with a grin, firing off the attack at close range, feeling his arm weakening as he held back his previous attack.
The blast slammed into Noitra's face, the sands of Hueco Mundo dancing around the area. He was sent into the air, his face scorched from the blast as it ripped off his eye patch completely. His grip on his zanpakutō, not loosing at all. AS he was sent spiraling into the sky, he held a large smirk on his lips. AS his eyes where held wide-open casting down toward Grimmjow. "What the ********? Is that really all you got?” Noitra spoke loudly as his tongue moved out of his mouth. The number five could be seen directly on it as a Dark greenish light began to form from it. "Gran rey cero" He spoke as the blast charged, as it took a shin on the entire sky. AS if it was a single star, it fired the dust that flew into the air rushing back as if a shock wave just occurred. The burning feeling on his face could be felt as he enjoyed every minute of it.
"Heh, you've got know idea" Grimmjow said grinning as he saw the eye patch had been knocked off, coming up with a plan to try and trap him. His grin dropped slightly, he growled a bit seeing his number, the b*****d always loved to do that, showing off what rank he was, and it always pissed Grimmjow off. The teme thought he was perfect, the strongest of them all and yet he was only the fifth strongest of the Espada, one higher than himself. Grimmjow may be cocky, but he knew he was not the strongest of the Espada, but that did not mean he would back down from a fight with one, especially one that was only just stronger than he was. His eyes widened a bit as he saw what he was planning. 's**t, he's not playing around is he?' he thought before slamming Pantera into the ground and cut his fingers across the blade, holding out his hand and growled deeply, unsure of what the result of this would be. "Gran Rey Cero" he yelled out as the energy collected before being released in one large burst at Noitra's, the two ceros clashing, Grimmjow growled as he felt them stay even for a split second before his attack started to waver, losing ground against the opposing force.
The blast continued to fight off each other as something surprising happened. Noitra took the element of surprise flash stepping past both blasts, as he headed back toward Grimmjow. "Come ON, Release it...shows me why you number SIX!” He cried out as he held his blade far above his head, using both gravity and his strength to slam down toward Grimmjow, he didn't use his full force as he keep a watch on the blast above to see if it was giving or not as he also paid complete attention toward Grimmjow. His blade coming down with a great force, as his hole in his skull showed from his destroyed eye patch
