A hundred years ago, Ji Xing wanted to learn the swordsmanship and white fighting skills of Captain Yamamoto, the strongest Shinigami in millennia. Unlike other Shinigami who were afraid of the captain's majesty, they always shamelessly asked for advice.
As time went by, the old man gradually regarded Ji Xing as a half-disciple, and even a closed disciple of the successor of the mantle. Therefore, nine hundred years after the death of Yono Mashi, he used the swastika to fuse Aizen with the half-finished Honyu. They were all chopped down.
But Ji Xing never thought that with this half-master-disciple relationship, he could make the tough captain relent and ignore what he did a hundred years ago.
Again, the dead Yono Masashi was a genius whom the captain deplored, while the living Yono Masashi was a criminal that Seireitei needed to punish!
The captain standing opposite Ji Xing expressed his attitude clearly.
Terrifying spiritual pressure once again enveloped the entire Seireitei. Compared with Tsunayashiro Chihatsu, who imitated Ji Xing's burning soul, the amount of spiritual pressure was not as high as that of Tsunayashiro, but this spiritual pressure was deep and restrained, and its quality was several times higher!
This strong old man seemed to have become a collection of spiritual pressure. His long beard was swaying without wind, and his face was shrouded in a thin darkness!
Separated by a wall, the girls of Division 4 only felt that a certain monster that was about to choose and devour people appeared behind the wall. An indescribable terror made their bodies weak, and their two bodies trembled. If they had the courage to poke their heads out, He glanced around, but was stopped by a soft voice.
"No. The captain in this state may go into shock even if the vice-captains look directly at him."
"how come……?"
"I've never seen anything like this..."
"Captain-sama..."
Unohana Retsu's appearance as a big sister always makes the team members feel reassured and convinced. Only Yachiruu was left pacing anxiously: "Oh no, no, no, Kokenken's Onono was still taken away."
Kenpachi, who was far away near the passage of Mao's underground prison, had already frowned, looked up at the spiritual pressure in the sky, and made a low sound in displeasure.
"This is... Captain-sama's..." The young Toshiro Hitsugaya once again felt the difference in power: "This is the first time I have seen it."
"It's not common for us." Ukitake Jushiro said solemnly: "The last time such a large amount of spiritual pressure was released was a hundred years ago, even in the battle with the Quincy..."
"This shows that Old Man Shan is still Old Man Shan after all, and his attitude towards Ye Sang is much more determined than we expected." Kyoraku Shunsui shook his head: "If we want to intercede with Ye Sang, we may have to face it. The same spiritual pressure."
"Not necessarily." Mako Hirako smiled evilly: "Is it possible that even the captain can't deal with him without using all his strength?"
Several people fell silent.
"The strongest Shinigami in the millennium and the number one genius in the millennium." Feeling another wave of unyielding spiritual pressure rising, Kyoraku Shunsui said solemnly: "Guys, we have to go and take a look."
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Today's Jingling Court is very noisy.
When the two spiritual pressures intertwined, countless Shinigami fell into confusion and panic.
Outside the Fourth Division's building, the captain's spiritual pressure became more restrained. He looked at Ji Xing with fire in his eyes: "Kid, you've made some progress!"
"It's a coincidence. Without the blessing of the full power, I can only have one-third of my current spiritual pressure. It's still in the development stage, so it's far from it."
"Haha." The captain chuckled: "You have indeed made progress. You are not the brat who was so complacent just because you cut off two of my beards!"
Ji Xing smiled: "I'm going to cut it all off today, so don't feel bad about it."
"Hmph, it seems I want to take back what I said before, the brat is still arrogant!"
winter--
The crutch in his hand did not hit the ground, but when the spiritual pressure gathered, there was a muffled sound that seemed to come from the bottom of his heart. The crutch disappeared as if it was incinerated by flames, revealing the tachi in the center.
The dark purple handle had deep lines. When the captain grasped it with his backhand, it was as if the process of unsheathing the knife and swinging it were wiped out. With a single slash that exceeded the limit of ordinary people's reactions, the sharp blade was sent to Ji Xing's neck. Ahead!
Swish——
The blade passed through the air, and the afterimage of Ji Xing who was hit faded. In the next moment, Ji Xing had appeared a hundred meters away, but his movements did not stop. He moved his toes again, and he was a hundred meters away in an instant.
In just one second or so, Ji Xing left five or six afterimages in the air at the same time, and escaped hundreds of meters in a blink of an eye. After training in the Hokage Shunshi, Pirate Shave, etc., Ji Xing's Shunbu has far exceeded a hundred years. At the same level as before, Shungami Yoruichi was always caught by him in the chase game under the Urahara store!
Tsunayashiro Tomobubu, who had the kind of substantial spiritual pressure he had before, was unable to keep up with Ji Xing's Shunpo speed just because of this basic gap, and was chopped into pieces by Ji Xing in an instant.
But the captain is different. As the strongest god of death in thousands of years, he has no shortcomings!
The strong old man who had swung the blow disappeared, leaving only the feathered cloth that symbolized the captain falling to the ground. He, wearing only the death tyrant uniform, also appeared in the next moment as an afterimage, which was almost like a trample on the ground. Ji Xing's heels are chasing after him.
Non-captain-level Shinigami might not even be able to feel their passing. In just one minute, they crossed half of the Seireitei, broke through the soul-shielding membrane one after another, and arrived at the Higashi Rukongai. Area, came to a dry, dilapidated, lifeless wilderness!
This is the battlefield a hundred years ago. The fierce battle between the three men and the captain's swastika left indelible scars.
He was once again chosen as the battlefield by Ji Xing!
clang--
Standing on this dry land, Ji Xing stopped in an instant, turned and slashed, and the Zanpakutō collided with the Ryuken Wakahu in the hands of the captain for the first time!
The collision between the knives and the knives made a sharp sound. Ji Xing slashed horizontally, and the captain raised his head. After a brief silence after the collision, the ground tens of meters below their feet rumbled and sank downwards!
[In view of the general environment,
Then a tongue of fire from Ryuken Ruohu bites Ji Xing. The oldest and most powerful fire-type Zanpakutō paired with the most powerful Shinigami complement each other.
The tongues of fire instantly turned into a tornado of flames. High temperatures exceeding 6,000 degrees surrounded Ji Xing's body, squeezing inward, and seemed to not stop until it turned his opponent into ashes.
At this moment, Ji Xing flipped his wrist, and a green barrier-like halo expanded along his blade, enveloped his body, and vibrated outward!
The flame tornado was torn apart by it, turning into dots of firelight that scattered in all directions. The captain in front of him also slid back a few steps. The dark red child's eyes stared at the broken barrier of Kacha after tearing apart his flames, and In Ji Xing's hand...the green knife!
"It's not the elemental system, it's still the rules system."
Ji Xing's voice sounded at the same time: "The current ability of this sword is a bit complicated, but it is in the same line as the ability to "dye" people in the past. It can be regarded as a "pollution" force.
But as my soul became more colorful and more powerful, it went from being able to simply pollute people, to being able to contaminate all the reiatsu reikos I could control, to being able to be simply dyed black. , can be dyed into a variety of colors.
The power of color can be defined by yourself, but it cannot go beyond common sense or be too special. For example, green, I have just defined it as the power of protection and healing. The spirits I can mobilize will come to protect me, but if I want to use green Defined as flame, it cannot be done, even if green fire does exist under certain circumstances. "
He turned into holding the knife with both hands and said with a smile: "I don't know if you can understand. In short, I have just obtained this new understanding, and I haven't studied much to understand how to maximize its effectiveness."
"The first explanation is this: black and white rotate, eyes are fascinated by flowers, be colorful, Ji Xing!"
Buzz—! An invisible sharp cry burst out from the Zanpakutō, and the powerful and condensed spiritual pressure instantly cracked the ground under Ji Xing's feet, and then gathered on the Zanpakutō held in both hands.
The strange stream of light rolled on the blade, and finally converged into a special black, as if it could reflect hundreds of colors of colorful black at any time!
The tip of the knife pointed at the ground, and a long-lost feeling enveloped Captain Yamamoto. He looked at Ji Xing quietly for a few seconds, feeling relieved and regretful.
He hummed and turned into holding a knife with both hands!
"Everything in the world will turn into ashes. The blade will flow like fire!" Also formally recite the opening words to completely release the sword, and a pillar of scorching fire rises into the sky!
In the distance, Jingraku Shunshui and others who had just arrived a few miles away felt a dark cloud pressing down on their hearts and briefly lost the ability to breathe. The next moment, their expressions changed and they said, "No! We are still too close!"
Bang - In the next moment, the two completely new Zanpakutō collided for the first time, and a surging bombardment instantly swallowed them up. !
When several captains got away in embarrassment and rushed out to look, Mako Hirako's eyes trembled slightly and said, "Hey, are the number of monsters in Bleach really going to increase from one to two?"
Ji Xing and the captain saw their blades colliding with each other. Both seemed to be intact, but behind Ji Covered battlefield!
The four arms that were holding the swords were trembling faintly, and they were obviously wrestling. The bite of spiritual pressure caused the ground under their feet to explode again, and the cracked land quickly spread into a vast collapse. !
The captain likes to exercise very much. When the collision of spiritual pressure cannot decide the outcome, his strong muscles come in handy. He has already tied the Death Armor around his waist, revealing the muscles on his body full of scars, showing his strong strength. Ji Xing was pushed backwards.
After Ji Xing twisted around and used all his strength to dodge, the flames accumulated on the knife rumbled and created a pit like an abyss on the ground. The sputtering force bit Ji Xing, and after Ji Xing dodged, there was also a streak on the knife he cut with his backhand. The blue crescent moon brushed past the captain's beard after side-stepping, and rose diagonally towards the starry sky!
Each one missed a hit, they both stepped away from each other, their eyes intertwined, the captain raised his arms and slashed again.
"Song Ming-Chengguo Yanshang!"
The sea of fire turned into a gigantic palm, spreading boundlessly towards Ji Xing. Ji Xing held the knife in both hands and pointed at the sky. When he was caught by the fire palm, a blue light was faintly reflected on the black blade.
"Water Break-Getsuga Ten Chong!"
Swish, swish - dozens of crescent water blades broke through the barrier of the sea of fire and rushed towards the captain!
The slashes made of water seemed light and harmless, but the extremely high concentration of spiritual pressure on them made the captain prepare for it. He held the swords in both hands and slashed one by one. The crescent moon water blade did not break, but was bounced away. , booming into the distance, even able to penetrate a dirt bag across a thousand meters!
It wasn't until the last five consecutive water blades that the captain turned back and engulfed them with fire.
At the same time, Ji Xing, who was caught by the captain's flaming palm first, appeared behind the captain with his slightly damaged Death Tyrant costume hanging on. He leaped high and landed with a leaping slash!
clang--
The captain who smashed the water blade against the brush had already turned around, and the remaining tongues of fire even set Ji Xing's eyebrows, making Ji Xing's eyes glow red.
In this situation, his condensed spiritual pressure suddenly exploded while he was jumping and slashing in the air!
"Thunderfall cover!"
Stab - thunder rushes!
Boom! Purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky in an instant, turning into a thunder pillar and tearing apart the commander's spiritual pressure protection and engulfing him. It penetrated the earth and penetrated the starry sky. It was as powerful as a god. The strong old man was struck by the wanton thunder. His body was twitching uncontrollably, but there was a hint of a grin on his lips.
The right hand of the knife-wielding hands pushed upwards, clasping Ji Xing's wrist, and powerful spiritual pressure surged! "Ninety-six of the broken path - cremation with one sword!"
Boom——
The towering 100-meter red blade instantly engulfed Ji Xing, tearing apart the green protective power in a matter of seconds, causing burning wounds to Ji Xing!
However, the captain seemed to have overcome the paralysis and pain caused by the thunder in this short second. His body smelled of burning, his beard became messy, but the sword he slashed horizontally was as powerful and accurate as ever!
clang--
This knife was deflected by Ji Xing, who was burning with flames, in front of his waist. The captain narrowed his eyes and looked at Ji Xing across from him.
Ji Xing smiled, trying to find offensive opportunities between injuries through the habit of tolerance for injuries. No, I am also a player who has experienced hundreds of battles.
Captain!
One of his hands suddenly moved away from the handle of the knife and pointed towards the captain, focusing his spirit! "The Ninety-seventh and Hundred and Eightyth Kyo Raiko Storm of the Broken Path!"
Boom——!
Like a railgun, the direction in which his hand was raised was instantly engulfed by a storm like an electromagnetic railgun, tearing open an abyss that spread five kilometers!
The captain had been warned and evacuated first, but he was only slightly hit, and his left arm was also opened with a trace of bright red flesh!
Looking calmly at Ji Xing, who was still slightly embarrassed after being stabbed in the middle and cremated, the two of them resumed their posture of holding knives facing each other.
"Hmph, kid..."
As if panting, as if organizing the next round of attack, they paused for five seconds in tacit agreement, and the blades collided again!
Brushing, peeling, cutting, chopping...
The swords collided with each other, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, which were then either torn apart by flames or engulfed by thunder!
The commander-in-chief showed off the power of the strongest Shinigami for thousands of years, and Ji Xing fully displayed the swordsmanship accumulated from two incursions into multiple worlds among Shinigami.
The captain's sword moves that were difficult to resist a hundred years ago are no longer mysterious. This is an evenly matched battle that anyone watching will have to say!
The only ones injured were this land that had been a battlefield a hundred years ago, and...
The mind of the beholder.
And Captain Yamamoto’s beard!
When they collided and separated again, Captain Yamamoto looked at the knife mark on Ji Xing's body that had been evaporated by the flames and the blood was evaporated. He didn't feel that he had the upper hand and stroked the missing quarter of his beard and shouted angrily:
"Kid! Attack me elsewhere!"
