puff.
The long black sword was pulled out from Grimmjow's chest by Kurosaki Ichigo, and the splattered blood dyed the white sand under their feet red.
Under Grimmjow's unwilling gaze, Kurosaki Ichigo turned around and staggered about to leave.
"hateful……"
Grimmjow used his last strength to hold up his body and not fall down.
Looking at the figure fading away, he felt unwilling in his heart, but it was obvious that the remaining strength could not support him to continue fighting.
All he could do was pant heavily and watch the winner go away unwillingly.
"Damn it... I won't lose..."
"..."
Hearing the unwilling roar from behind, Kurosaki Ichigo stopped silently.
He turned around and looked at Grimmjow's swaying figure calmly.
A hint of sadness arose in my heart.
Just as Grimmjow had already understood in his heart at this moment, he also knew that there was actually no reason for the two of them to fight.
They are just not willing to accept their fate, so they are struggling.
He can understand the other person's mood, but this is also the saddest part.
The cruel thing is not the fate itself, but that after you know the fate, you are unable to change it.
All they can do is keep struggling. Even if they can understand each other, it is impossible to give in because everyone is the same.
The blade shaking in mid-air slowly approached.
It was Grimmjow who used the last of his strength to thrust his entire body forward with the blade.
Facing this non-threatening sword, Kurosaki Ichigo put down his Zanpakuto and calmly raised his hand to hold the opponent's wrist.
"Grimmjow..."
"How can it be……"
Grimmjow gritted his teeth unwillingly, "How could I...lose? Only one person can become the King...and I...must be the one who reaches the end..."
"I'm sorry... I also have a reason why I can't lose."
The expression on Kurosaki Ichigo's face was a little sad.
"So I can only ask you to fall down here."
As he spoke, his hands were slightly stronger.
Under such strength, Grimmjow could no longer support his body, and his whole body began to fall backwards.
Even though there was a look of reluctance in his eyes, he would no longer have the strength to change the fact of failure.
Grimmjow actually knew this in his heart, because as he said, only one person can become the king, and the rest... are all the bones built on the road to kingship.
As if he really thought about it and was ready to give up, Grimmjow did not resist again this time, but allowed his body to fall backwards.
"..."
Kurosaki Ichigo watched this scene calmly.
At this moment, he was ready to continue walking along this path.
He thought that was probably what the man wanted him to understand during this trial.
"King, you cannot be merciful. This is the saying that one general can make thousands of bones wither."
Just like he wants to reach that man now, the path he will take in the future will probably be the same. He must have enough awareness. Only by defeating everyone in front of him can he finally reach that position!
'Half-assed,' a guy like you. ….
Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly remembered that more than one person seemed to have commented on him in this way. Initially, it was because Byakuya, Renji, and Mr. Urahara had taken away Rukia's power and warned him that he had better give up without realizing it.
Then there was Grimmjow before him now.
Although in the end he seemed to have proved with the results that he was not trying to be strong, but in reality?
He found that his mentality seemed to have not changed much from the beginning.
I never seriously realized that I was walking on an extremely cruel path.
Why is this so?
Ah...I remembered it.
It seems that no matter what you do, there is someone behind you.
As long as that person is around, there will be no problems. This idea has been unknowingly ingrained in all of them.
Yes, that's what they thought at first.
Because that man was there, and because Inoue was the person protected by that man, they actually never believed from the beginning that that man would really become their enemy, or even destroy the entire world.
And now?
In the current situation, it seems that the man has not really stood on their opposite side.
The current situation should be regarded as a hypothesis.
This man took Inoue away, simulating the situation of standing against them, and did not even intend to actually take their lives.
However, just such a hypothetical situation has made them feel so powerless.
This is reality.
He could no longer remain naive. Kurosaki Ichigo finally realized this at this moment. Countless people were struggling on this road. How could he be so naive as to think that he would reach the end with a half-hearted attitude?
Such an idea is simply stupid!
After thinking about it, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to understand instantly why no matter whether it was Uryu Ishida, Renji Abarai or Grimmjow now, they were so unhappy with him, because this was not only stupid, but also trampling on these common people. The awareness of people on the same path.
So far, all he seems to have grown is his strength.
And after this moment, he realized that he could not continue like this, he must truly realize and grow!
"I am the winner, so I will continue to move forward. If you want to defeat me... just wait until you are healed and follow up, Grimmjow."
Looking at Grimmjow's fallen figure, a faint smile appeared on Kurosaki Ichigo's face after enlightenment.
Yes, this is the courage that a person who embarks on the royal road should have.
He will continue to defeat everyone who stands in his path and is undaunted by anyone's challenge.
It doesn't matter once, twice, or countless times.
Only the person who sits firmly on the throne without fear of any challenge can be called a true king.
You can challenge me, but the outcome has already been determined.
Victory belongs only to me!
The dark blade returned to Kurosaki Ichigo's hands at some point.
He held the blade in his hand and pointed at Grimmjow's slumping figure with a grin.
"you lose."
"Damn you brat... you are so arrogant——"
Grimmjow's slumped figure wanted to roar, but his voice stopped abruptly. ….
puff--
"!!"
The splatter of blood made Kurosaki Ichigo slightly stunned as he watched his opponent fall.
"You bastard!"
Angry roars resounded.
Ichigo Kurosaki raised Zangetsu in his hand and angrily yelled at the figure that suddenly appeared and sent Grimmjow flying with a knife as he fell down. The dark crescent moon swallowed the person in front of him like a ferocious beast.
They have decided the winner, and they have done so openly and honestly.
The winner can ignore the cry of the loser, but he should not tolerate anyone trampling on this battle with consciousness.
And...that was not the only thing that made him angry.
The person who suddenly appeared in front of him was holding another figure in his hands.
That was... the seriously injured and dying Taihu Chato!
"Ah."
However, after the dark spiritual pressure whizzed past, a sneer sounded in front of him.
"Really, to lose to a guy of this caliber. It's really embarrassing to wait so long without dying, Grimmjow!"
Noyintra's tone was full of disdain.
As he spoke, he threw the humanoid in his hand in the direction where Grimmjow was knocked away.
"Trash is
Time to stay with the trash. Next, let me take care of this guy who defeated you. Don’t worry, this trash will be with you soon. "
"You guy..."
Listening to the disdainful words in the other person's mouth and watching the movements in the other person's hands, Kurosaki Ichigo's face was filled with anger.
But reason told him that the person in front of him was not an enemy that he could knock down with anger.
His current physical condition is not good. The attack from Crescent Sky Chong just now was the last of his strength, but this guy suddenly appeared and seemed unscathed.
To be able to stand in front of him unscathed and taunting him even after fighting Chado.
This was an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, probably not far from Ulquiorra who could render him unable to fight back.
"Is there something wrong with what I said? Kid."
Noyintra stuck out her tongue and licked the corners of her lips, the smile on her face was full of mockery, "Do you think you can beat me?"
"!!"
Looking at the numbers engraved on the other person's tongue, Kurosaki Ichigo's expression turned ugly.
It seemed that he had guessed correctly.
'5,.
This is the number engraved on the tongue of the guy in front of me.
Even if the strength difference between ten-blade level enemies is only one number, it is not trivial. This guy actually has a number of '5'. With such a number, even if he is not as good as Ulquiorra, he should be much stronger than Grimmjow.
He had already used all his strength to deal with Grimmjow, and against a stronger enemy... now he had no chance of winning at all!
"Noyintra...you bastard..."
Grimmjow, who fell to the ground, struggled unwillingly.
He is now even more unhappy than losing to Kurosaki Ichigo.
Because the person who just defeated him is about to lose to another guy that he hates.
Ten Blades 5 Noyintra Gilga, this is a guy that he hates extremely much.
This guy always claims that he is the 'strongest' Arrancar.
He didn't know if he was the strongest, but this guy was definitely the worst.
Symbolizing despair, there is no need for any reason to fight, and there is no so-called 'justice'. ….
Even if the opponent is unarmed, as long as he stands opposite this guy, he will be killed without mercy.
Although Grimmjow despises such a guy from the bottom of his heart, there is nothing he can do about it...this guy's strength is real.
There is only one numerical difference between him and this guy. Although he feels uncomfortable saying it, it is the truth... There is no suspense in his fight with this guy!
The sharp claws he was so proud of might not even be able to break through this guy's defense.
The cruel reality made him and Kurosaki Ichigo feel equally powerless at this moment.
Although they were very reluctant, even if the two of them were in their prime, their chances of winning against Noyintra who suddenly appeared were slim.
The result was already clear without hitting him.
There is no suspense that Kurosaki Ichigo will lose to this guy.
The fight isn't fair, but so what?
No one will care.
"You still have the energy to speak. Didn't I tell you to die quickly? Grimmjow."
Noyintra looked at Grimmjow who was lying on the ground and looked at him with resentful eyes, curling his lips slightly with a look of disdain on his face.
call--
Almost the next moment, he arrived in front of Grimmjow, wielding the heavy Twin Moon Scythe in his hand ruthlessly.
clang--
A crisp shouting sound sounded.
"Um?"
Noyintra looked at Kurosaki Ichigo who was standing in front of his giant scythe, with some doubts in his eyes.
"Kid, what are you doing?"
"Should I be the one to ask this?"
Kurosaki Ichigo's face was full of anger, but the force of oppression from top to bottom made his tone of voice extremely heavy, "Even those who cannot move must
Get started, you guy...don't you have any reserve as a warrior? ? "
"ha!?"
After hearing this, the power in Noyintra's hand began to increase.
boom--
A fierce bombardment sounded.
The giant scythe fell mercilessly into the white sand, kicking up dust.
At the critical moment, Kurosaki Ichigo, who fled with the immobile Grimmjow and Sadatora Taihu, looked in the direction filled with smoke and his forehead was covered with sweat.
The smoke dissipated, but Noyintra still had a disdainful smile on his face, as if he felt that there was nothing wrong with what he did.
No, this should be a matter of course.
"Reserved? Is that useful in a battle?"
He sneered and asked the young man in front of him, his tone full of contempt, "Weak people have no right to live. They will die sooner or later anyway. I will clean it up. Is there anything wrong with it? If you want to teach... just use your strength. How about convincing me!?"
"..."
Kurosaki Ichigo fell into silence upon hearing this.
He seemed to gradually calm down.
Looking at Noyintra in front of him, his eyes gradually became cold.
Because he understood that anger was meaningless.
The guy in front of me was right.
Everything except strength in battle is meaningless. There is no right or wrong or fairness on this cruel road, only victory or defeat.
call--
The dark spiritual pressure emerged again, and the next moment, Kurosaki Ichigo appeared in front of Noyintra dragging his body covered with bruises.
"Well done!"
Looking at the incoming jet-black blade, Noyintra had a crazy smile on his face.
"You didn't let me run away in vain! I thought you would turn around and run away!?"
He was very satisfied that the person in front of him could swing a knife at him in such a physical state.
All he needs to do now is to kill this kid, and then wait for the kid to revive and recover and fight!
What a great experience.
For the first time, he felt that the enemy was immortal, so it was so wonderful?
Of course... it's also possible that the guy I met before was too weak so he didn't feel it.
clang--
The crisp voice was like a desperate melody, which made Kurosaki Ichigo's heart tremble.
Zangetsu stood on Noyintra without mercy.
But this guy doesn't hide or dodge.
He actually withstood the blow with his physical body!
The dark spiritual pressure continued to wash away Noyintra's body, but the blade did not even leave a single mark on his body. Of course, the constantly eroding spiritual pressure had no effect.
pt.
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