"Swastika, breaking wind blade."
A powerful spiritual pressure burst out from Kimura Muyang, and the expressions of everyone in the distance changed. This level of spiritual pressure was extremely powerful even from the captain's perspective.
Just after realizing the swastika, before Kimura Muyang had time to make any other reaction, Yamamoto Genryusai had already come to Kimura Muyang with his Zanpakutō in both hands. The Zanpakutō in his hand was wrapped with a ball of blazing flames and directed towards Kimura Muyang. Yang Dang struck down on the head, and the momentum alone frightened Kimura Muyang.
Before he had time to think about it, Kimura Muyang turned his left hand, and a layer of purple light instantly emitted from the Zanpakutō. Upon closer inspection, it was a layer of thunder and lightning emitting terrifying fluctuations, and on the surface of the Zanpakutō, there was a layer that was almost invisible to the naked eye. The visible wind blade enveloped the Zanpakutō. With a wave of his arm, the Zanpakutō faced Yamamoto Genryusai's Zanpakutō upwards. There was a sharp and sharp sound during the swing, which made everyone watching the battle couldn't help but cover their ears. .
boom! !
The two Zanpakutō collided, making a loud sound, and at the same time a fierce airflow burst out. Just as the two Zanpakutō collided, the flames on Yamamoto Genryusai's Zanpakutō suddenly rose, and a burst of air burst out. Flames soared into the sky, illuminating the entire Shuangxia Hill as if it were daylight.
The Zanpakutō collided, and a violent impact erupted. Kimura Muyang immediately took a few steps back along with this force, and quickly distanced himself from Yamamoto Genryusai. Although he has now gained the swastika, for Yamamoto Genryusai He still feels weak in his heart, but it would be more reassuring to distance him.
Yamamoto Genryusai's Zanpakutō drew a circle in the air, then lowered his hand, and the flames that filled the sky suddenly subsided. Squinting his eyes, Yamamoto Genryusai looked at Kimura Muyang who quickly distanced himself from him, his expression unchanged, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Kimura Muyang waved his Zanpakutō, and a cloud of wind suddenly appeared around his body. The wind was originally an invisible and formless thing, but at this time, the wind around Kimura Muyang seemed to have an entity, and could even be seen with the naked eye. Traces of wind.
"To be honest, I really don't want to fight you, Master Shan." Kimura Muyang glanced at the Zanpakutō in his hand and sighed. The slash just now was really terrifying. If it hadn't been for the swastika, it would have been really scary. It couldn't be blocked, and more importantly, at the moment of the fight, Yamamoto Genryusai's flames burned even more fiercely when blown by his own wind.
"Innocent, you still say such things at this time!" Yamamoto Genryusai heard Kimura Muyang's words and scolded him. Unexpectedly, although his strength has improved, this boy's consciousness is still not enough. Now that the swords are facing each other, there can no longer be the slightest hesitation. The hesitant blade cannot touch the enemy.
Hearing Yamamoto Genryusai's scolding, Kimura Muyang's face tightened. This old man actually taught him a lesson. Did he think he was hesitating
"I say, Mr. Shan, you are mistaken." Although he complained about Yamamoto Genryusai in his heart, Kimura Muyang still paid respect to the old man, whether it was for his strength or spirit, but...
"The reason I don't want to fight you is not because I hesitate about fighting, but because of the problem with the Zanpakutō." Kimura Muyang raised his Zanpakutō with his left hand, looked at it, and waved it casually. Suddenly a strong wind blew up around him.
"My Zanpakutō is of the wind type, and you know this too, Lord Yama, but your Zanpakutō is of the fire type, and the wind helps the fire. No matter what, a wind type Zanpakutou is still better against a fire type. It’s a bit of a disadvantage.”
"I understand," Yamamoto Genryusai glanced at Kimura Muyang, whose clothes were partially burned by the flames just now, "You want to say that even if you were defeated by me, it would not be because of strength, but because of Is it because of the properties of the Zanpakutō?"
"No, no, no." Kimura Muyang waved his hand, "The Zanpakuto is part of the strength. How could I have that idea? If you lose, you are not as strong as others. Making excuses for failure is the behavior of a weak person. And A strong person will only find a way to succeed.”
"Oh?" Yamamoto Genryusai narrowed his eyes.
"Although the wind helps the fire, as long as the wind is strong enough, the flame will be extinguished." Kimura Muyang's eyes flashed and his tone sounded very confident.
"Do you mean that your wind can blow out my flames?" Yamamoto Genryusai's expression remained unchanged, but everyone could still clearly feel that his spiritual pressure was getting stronger, and there was a sense of oppression on his body. .
"It was hard to say what I said before, but now..." Kimura Muyang shook his right hand, and a sense of power filled his body. Feeling the powerful feeling coming from his whole body, Kimura Muyang couldn't help but reveal a smile on his face. , the final bone recasting has been completed. Now all the bones in his body have been recast, which is completely different from before.
Aiming the Zanpakutō at Yamamoto Genryusai, Kimura Muyang held the Zanpakutō with both hands, his whole body momentum changed, and a sharp breath burst out from the tip of the Zanpakutō, stabbing at Yamamoto Genryusai instantly.
Feeling the piercing sword energy, Yamamoto Genryusai's face changed slightly. He didn't expect Kimura Muyang's swordsmanship to be so terrifying. Just a posture already had such a terrifying aura. Even he was hit by his Zanpakutō. They all feel a dull pain in their skin.
"Master Shan, be careful."
Before the word 'Le' fell, Kimura Muyang's body had already sprung out, as if it had turned into a bolt of lightning. Everyone's eyes were dazzled, and they only saw a bright sword light, which seemed to transcend time and space. No one Although they could describe the light of the sword, everyone only had one feeling left in their hearts - Hurry!
Phew~~
A stream of blood spurted out from Yamamoto Genryusai's shoulder. In the attack just now, Yamamoto Genryusai had been injured.
Kimura Muyang held the knife in both hands and still maintained the thrusting movement. There was no trace of joy on his face, although just now he had injured Captain Yamamoto, the man known as the strongest Shinigami in thousands of years.
Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō standing aside suddenly changed their expressions. Captain Yamamoto was actually injured. This has not happened for nearly a thousand years. Even the usually calm and indifferent Retsu Unohana showed a hint of shock. Apparently he was also shocked by Kimura Muyang's injury to Yamamoto Genryusai.
All the captains who were watching were shocked, but Kimura Muyang was not happy at all. Although the blow just now was strong and indeed injured Yamamoto Genryusai, only Kimura Muyang knew what it meant. , although the blow just now seemed simple, it was almost Kimura Muyang's strongest attack method. Unexpectedly, it only caused minor injuries to Yamamoto Genryusai.
Yes, it was just a minor injury. Although Yamamoto Genryusai was indeed injured and a stream of blood spurted out, Kimura Muyang felt it the moment the Zanpakuto cut Yamamoto Genryusai's shoulder. Shallow, it only caused a little damage to Yamamoto Genryusai.
"Amazing." Although he was injured by Kimura Muyang, Yamamoto Genryusai's expression did not change at all, and he did not even frown, as if he was not the one who was injured.
Turning around and looking at Kimura Muyang, Yamamoto Genryusai showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes. Kimura Muyang turned around and put down his Zanpakutō. He looked at Yamamoto Genryusai with admiration in his eyes. He reacted at the moment of his attack. Although he did not completely avoid the attack, he immediately moved his body to reduce the damage caused by his attack. It was reduced to a minimum, and relying on the powerful spiritual pressure and strong physique, his attack only left him with some minor injuries.
He is worthy of being the strongest in a thousand years. Judging from what he has experienced now, with the terrifying slicing skills, swift shunpo, and rich combat experience, Yamamoto Genryusai is almost at the peak of the Death God. Although he is not I have learned Yamamoto Genryusai's ghost path, but in my previous life I had seen the amazing broken path in the anime - "One Sword Cremation". Yamamoto Genryusai has developed all four abilities of the Shinigami: killing white ghosts to the extreme.
"Although my body is covered with scars, you are the first one who can leave wounds on me in the past thousand years." Yamamoto Genryusai looked at Kimura Muyang and said in a deep voice, not knowing what to say in his tone. What kind of emotion is anger about being hurt? Appreciation for the strength of the younger generation? Or is it a pity that such an outstanding junior should betray Soul Society
Even with Yamamoto Genryusai's thousands of years of experience, he couldn't help but feel a little entangled at this moment. My heart was in turmoil.
"who!?"
While everyone was watching the battle, Kimura Muyang was silent, and Yamamoto Genryusai was struggling, Suzuki Nan, who had been watching silently, suddenly let out a loud shout, and struck an empty place with his Zanpakutō.
Hearing Suzuki Nan's voice, everyone's attention was immediately attracted by her shout. Seeing her actions, everyone was stunned. What is Vice Captain Suzuki doing? There was clearly nothingness there, but from the look of her, she seemed to think there was someone there.
When~~~
Just when everyone was confused about Suzuki Nan's movements, the sound of swords clashing answered their doubts.
"Sorry, I felt the spiritual pressure of the battle here, and because I was worried about the captain, I came here privately to check. I was afraid of disturbing the captains, so I hid aside to watch. Unexpectedly, I was still caught by Deputy Suzuki. The captain found out, it was so rude.”
With the sound of swords clashing, Aizen's figure was revealed, and he apologized to everyone present with a perfect expression on his face, without any trace of abnormality.
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Sure enough, some book friends still complained about my name. I couldn’t help it, so I could think of this name. I originally asked everyone to give suggestions... It’s not possible to change it now, but all the names are amazing. Fuyun, can you think of some tricks? You are welcome to participate.
(End of chapter)