Onepiece: I'm Aizen Sosuke

Duel of the Elite: Aizen vs. Sakazuki

The elite camp buzzed with excitement. Cadets crowded around Aizen, their eyes brimming with curiosity and admiration.

"Aizen, how was it to fight Admiral Zephyr just now?"

"Yeah! Tell us! Most of us didn't even last a second before we were knocked out."

"I heard from Kizaru that you weren't defeated immediately. In fact, you had the upper hand. Is that true?"

Aizen adjusted his glasses and smiled warmly. His calm demeanor and the recent skirmish with Zephyr had turned him into the center of attention.

"You're exaggerating," Aizen replied modestly. "Zephyr held back. If I had Admiral-level strength now, I wouldn't be here training with you all."

The cadets laughed in good-natured agreement. Aizen's humility only made him more likable.

"That's expected!"

"Yeah, makes sense. If someone could go toe-to-toe with an Admiral, they wouldn't need training!"

The crowd's mood was light until a booming voice cut through.

"Not convinced!"

Heads turned as Sakazuki, dressed in his signature red suit, approached. His fiery gaze locked onto Aizen, burning with unyielding determination.

"Aizen, fight me. Let's settle this now!"

Aizen studied Sakazuki calmly, a slight smirk playing on his lips. "If this is for sparring, I'm happy to oblige. But if it's out of frustration, there's no need."

Sakazuki crossed his arms, unmoved. "Call it what you want. I'm here to see where we stand."

The cadets murmured in excitement. A clash between these two prodigies was something they wouldn't miss.

"Fine," Aizen said, his voice steady. "Lead the way."

The Training Ground Showdown

By the time they arrived at the training ground, nearly all the cadets had gathered. Excited whispers filled the air as Aizen and Sakazuki faced off.

"Who do you think will win?"

"Sakazuki's got the Magma-Magma Fruit. He's a Logia user—practically untouchable."

"But Aizen managed to push Zephyr back. He might have a way to counter Logia users."

Sakazuki's eyes flared with intensity. "I won't hold back against you, Aizen. My power isn't something I can afford to restrain."

Aizen met his rival's gaze, his stance relaxed but ready. "Don't worry about me. Use everything you've got."

Before the battle could commence, a wave of astonished gasps swept through the crowd.

Admirals in Attendance

The formidable figures of Fleet Admiral Kong, Admiral Sengoku, and Vice Admiral Garp emerged from the crowd, accompanied by several high-ranking officers.

"It seems we've arrived just in time," Kong remarked, his deep voice carrying over the gathered cadets. His piercing gaze swept over the two figures in the ring.

"Which one is Aizen?" Kong asked Zephyr, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

Zephyr chuckled. "The one who wins, of course."

Even Garp, mid-bite on a senbei, looked intrigued. "Zephyr's got a lot of faith in that kid. Let's see if he's worth it."

The officers settled in to observe as the tension in the air grew thicker. Sakazuki's fiery aura clashed with Aizen's calm resolve, like a volcano threatening to erupt against an immovable mountain.

The duel was about to begin.