Sufeng stood under the sun, with a gentle smile on his face that matched the warm sunshine, as friendly as the boy next door.
But Dong Xian wanted to feel the scene in front of him, but he couldn't laugh.
Just because the moment the other party's words fell, whether it was spiritual pressure or killing intent, they locked him firmly.
His expression was slightly stiff.
However, when he thought about the purpose of this trip, Tosen Kaname no longer concealed it.
With the same gesture, spiritual pressure spurted out, lingering around and covering the atrium.
"In Soul Society, there are generally three ways to become a captain."
Tōsen Kaname's right hand was already on the sword, and his braids were flying in all directions under the surge of spiritual pressure.
"The first way is to pass the test in the presence of more than three captains, including the captain. This was the case in the previous assessment battle."
"The second method is to be recommended by the six captains and be recognized by more than three of the remaining seven captains at the same time."
The momentum of the two became more and more fierce during the confrontation, and even turned into a strong wind that roared in the atrium.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the Death God soldiers fled from the spot and hid far away in the corner of the team building.
"And the last one is to have a duel with the current captain and defeat him in the presence of more than two hundred team members."
Tosen Kaname had a low expression and continued in a slightly hoarse voice: "This is what happened to Kenpachi Zaraki of the former 11th Division. He openly killed the former captain of the 11th Division to take over."
"I thought that if you passed the assessment battle, you would become a qualified captain."
"But judging from the performance just now, this idea is very wrong..."
bass--
The clear sound of swords echoed in the atrium, and the cold light flashed away under the scorching sun.
Tōsen Kaname was the first to pull out his Zanpakutō, and his spiritual pressure instantly condensed into essence and flowed around him.
"Those who violate the rules!"
"I will regain my position as captain under the witness of all the team members."
"Thereby correcting one's mistakes..."
Faced with these remarks, Su Feng laughed in surprise: "After saying so much, I am still unwilling to accept the previous failure."
"Since you have the courage to draw the sword again, I hope you can bear the consequences."
Su Feng disagreed with Dong Xian Yao's idea.
From the day Ge Kuang died, the justice in his heart had turned into revenge.
certainly.
This does not mean that Sufeng does not agree with this.
But when evil things are done in the name of justice, the so-called justice becomes a high-sounding word.
The Masked Army was brutally framed, several officers of Division 9 were killed, and civilians in Rukongai were used as test subjects for no reason...
What did they do wrong?
"Crime and justice are often separated by just a thought."
Sufeng pushed lightly with his left thumb on the sword, and with a soft sound, another cold light danced across the atrium.
The spiritual pressure burst out and swept the entire atrium in an instant!
Huge beams of light soared into the sky, colliding and squeezing in the open space, and the spirit particles in the nearby atmosphere were condensed into them, forming an astonishing sight.
The battle between the two captain-level Shinigami is about to break out.
Facing Su Feng, who had defeated him before, Dong Xian didn't dare to be careless at all.
That almost flawless fighting method is enough to make people feel chills in their hearts...
Ever since.
Tōsen Kaname suddenly raised his Zanpakutō, standing it upright in front of him, pressing his left hand on the ring of the sword.
As he unfolded his arms, the circle enlarged until it almost covered his entire body.
"Swastika!"
There was unshakable determination in the calm voice, and the ring was placed horizontally, instantly turning into nine and surrounding him.
At this moment, Tōsen Kaname's spiritual pressure increased again, and purple light bloomed, filled with a strange feeling.
The nine rings buzzed and vibrated the atmosphere.
The cold clear insect was raised high and swung forward with great force. The ring then flew around and enveloped the two of them.
The other Death Team members had already retreated to the edge when the battle began.
They didn't dare to be involved in a captain-level battle.
A slight mistake could result in complete death from the aftermath.
As for Matsumoto Rangiku and Ise Nanao, when they realized that something was wrong, they prepared to stop it, but Tosen wanted to use the swastika so fast that they had no time to take action.
Dong Xianyao didn't seem to have any intention of dragging others into the battle, and the range covered by his spiritual pressure just avoided the two of them.
Above the ring, black spiritual pressure burst out, rushing from it like a tide, swallowing everything in sight in an instant.
Night is coming!
"The final form of Qing Chong·Yama Cricket!"
Tōsen Kaname's tone was full of confidence, and he even relaxed a little in his posture of preparing for battle.
He is well aware of the power of Qing Chong Swastika.
Even if Sufeng was stronger than him, he couldn't hurt him in this enclosed space.
Darkness, ultimate darkness.
In this elliptical barrier, spiritual pressure perception, vision, smell and hearing are all deprived, and the hell of ignorance is born.
Sufeng also understands Dongxian Yao's interpretation of swastika very well.
The circle that turns one into nine is taken from the nine-phase diagram. At this time, the character nine is also engraved on the stripes of the oval boundary.
They are: swollen, blue, bad, blood, pus, chewing, scattered, bone, and burning.
Each word represents a stage after death. As time goes by, the appearance of the corpse is constantly changing.
A literal hell!
Because Zeng had been defeated by Su Feng, Dong Xian's plan to start was Swastika, which was within the scope of his understanding.
As for the method of cracking this swastika, Sufeng naturally knows it.
In the case where the spiritual pressure cannot be absolutely crushed, only those who hold the clear insect can maintain clarity in this oval barrier.
To this.
He had thought of several ways to crack it.
There is no need to trade injuries for injuries like Zaraki Kenpachi and fight with instinct.
"I can't imagine it, Sufeng."
Dongxian wants to walk slowly in the barrier of Yama Cricket, approaching Sufeng.
"You may be surprised by my explanation."
"The dark and silent world of ignorance is scary, right?"
He said to himself expressionlessly, "A pampered noble like you should have never experienced such a terrifying feeling."
"Every sense except touch has been deprived."
"Feel it well, the darkness of this world is far more terrifying than what the Yama Cricket has given you!"
At this time, Dongxian Yao had already walked in front of Su Feng, holding the blade in his hand high.
Just when his slash was about to land, Su Feng's calm voice was heard.
"If it were a beast with no talent like Zaraki Kenpachi, he might be trapped in this cage."
Sufeng opened the five fingers of his right hand, and strong spiritual pressure gathered in his palm:
"But never forget the biggest difference between humans and beasts..."
"reason!"
