"Aha~~"
Zaraki Kenpachi's face became even crazier. He stretched out his big hand and reached out directly to grab Kimura Muyang's Zanpakutō. Kimura Muyang was shocked, and when his hand slowed down, Zaraki Kenpachi had already reached out and grabbed Kimura Muyang. Zanpakutō, the sharp blade was held in the palm of Zaraki Kenpachi's hand, but he seemed not to notice it, and a slightly ferocious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"I've caught you now!"
Raising his hand, Kimura Muyang couldn't avoid it and raised his arm in a panic. Then Zaraki Kenpachi's Zanpakutō struck hard on his arm.
"Zizi~~"
Zaraki Kenpachi's Zanpakuto fell on Kimura Muyang's arm, but it made a harsh sound as if it was cutting into a piece of iron.
The sword pressure caused by the sudden swing of the Zanpakutō blew away Kimura Muyang's torn sleeves, revealing the skin under the Death Tyrant costume.
"Nani~"
Seeing Kimura Muyang's exposed arm, Zaraki Kenpachi's pupils shrank, and his eyes were full of disbelief. With such a slash, he only left a faint blood mark on his arm!
There was a faint bloodstain on Kimura Muyang's exposed arm, and a trace of blood slowly leaked from the wound, but it was definitely not an injury. A wound of this level was not an injury at all.
Zaraki Kenpachi's expression changed slightly. In the past, others would chop him down without any damage. Unexpectedly, today it was reversed. His powerful and heavy attack actually failed. This situation is really the first time. encounter.
Kimura Muyang retracted his arm and glanced at Zaraki Kenpachi, whose expression changed. He exerted slight force on his hand, and a flash of blood flashed. Zaraki Kenpachi felt a pain in his hand. Kimura Muyang's hand was originally in his hand. The Zanpakutō has been pulled out by Kimura Muyang. When he opened his hand, he saw a very conspicuous scar. However, judging from the wound, Kimura Muyang should have been merciful, otherwise his finger would have been gone.
"You have regressed." Kimura Muyang shook off the Zanpakuto in his hand, looked at Zaraki Kenpachi and said calmly.
"Exactly." Zaraki Kenpachi curled his lips disdainfully, "If you have anything to say, let's save it for later!"
After saying that, ignoring the wounds on his body, Zaraki Kenpachi looked like a madman, waved his arm, and swung the Zanpakutō at Kimura Muyang again.
With a slight turn of his arm, Kimura Muyang easily blocked Zaraki Kenpachi's slash, clenched his left fist, and struck out suddenly.
"Boom~"
Zaraki Kenpachi reached out in time to block Kimura Muyang's fist, but his body involuntarily retreated. He took seven or eight steps back before he stopped. He glanced at the fist mark left on his arm, Zaraki Kenpachi. Although there was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, the expression on his face became more excited. The stronger the opponent, the more interesting the battle would be.
"Haa~~"
Stomping his feet, Zaraki Kenpachi rushed towards Kimura Muyang faster than when he retreated, and the Zanpakuto in his hand swung down with the momentum of his impact.
Seeing Zaraki Kenpachi's blow, Kimura Muyang's eyes flashed. This sword made him feel a bit threatened. With a wave of his hand, Kimura Muyang's Zanpakutō faintly glowed with a burst of cyan light. , the Zanpakutō in his hand suddenly collided with Zaraki Kenpachi's Zanpakutō. The two swords collided, and Kimura Muyang stepped back. He actually took half a step back under this slash. The power of Zaraki Kenhachi's sword was so powerful.
"Drink~drink~drink~drink~"
With one strike, Kenpachi Zaraki continued to hold his hand, and the Zanpakutō in his hand almost turned into an afterimage. Each strike was as fast as a sword, and each strike was stronger than the other. Kenpachi Zaraki's face was full of excitement, and the Zanpakutō and Kimura in his hands were Mu Yang's Zanpakutō kept touching each other.
The Zanpakutō in Kimura Muyang's hand danced rapidly, blocking Kenpachi Zaraki's slashes one by one. However, Muyang Kimura couldn't hide his surprise. In the short period of time when he fought with Kenpachi Zaraki, Muyang Kimura couldn't hide his surprise. Within a short period of time, Kimura Muyang had already clearly felt the change in Zaraki Kenpachi's strength. This change was clearly felt by him in this little time of fighting. Within this period of time, Zaraki Kenpachi The increase in strength has more than doubled. This increase in strength is simply astonishing.
"It's so exciting! I haven't fought so happily for a long time!!"
Zaraki Kenpachi roared, and the look of madness on his face became even more intense. An even stronger spiritual pressure suddenly burst out from his body and poured into his Zanpakutō. Then his Zanpakutō was filled with A frightening momentum suddenly fell.
Feeling the spiritual pressure on Zaraki Kenpachi's Zanpakutō, Kimura Muyang's face changed slightly. With this kind of spiritual pressure and such a slash, even he couldn't easily follow it. Kimura Muyang stretched out his left hand and held the Zanpakutō tightly with both hands. He moved his steps slightly and sunk slightly. The Zanpakutō in his hand drew a brilliant line and collided with Zaraki Kenpachi's slash.
"Boom!!"
Golden and cyan rays of light shone, illuminating the sky. The residents in Caolu District raised their heads and glanced at the suddenly changed color of the sky. A trace of fear flashed in their eyes, and then they shrank their bodies towards the corner.
With a few taps of his feet, the moment Zaraki Kenpachi's spiritual pressure burst out, Kusuka Yachiryu had already stepped back quickly. Seeing the horrifying scene when the two collided, Kusuka Yachiryu once again After a few beats, he was far away from the center of the battle between the two of them.
"I lost again."
Zaraki Kenpachi glanced at his severed Zanpakuto, a trace of loneliness flashed across his face, and then a smile appeared on his face again, looking at Kimura Muyang and said: "However, I will definitely defeat you next time!"
"Ha~" Kimura Muyang chuckled, turned his arm, sheathed the sword, and looked at Zaraki Kenpachi quietly without saying a word.
"Tell me, why did you come to me?" Zaraki Kenpachi took a few steps back, found a stone to sit on, and looked at Kimura Muyang and said.
"Oh? How did you know that I came to see you for something?" Kimura Muyang also found a stone and sat down, leaning against the stone and asked.
"You are wearing the captain's clothes. The captain of the Gotei 13 came to Rukongai specially. I don't think it was just to have a fight with me." Kenpachi Zaraki pointed at Kimura Muyo's Clothes, "Or are you coming to attack me for the sake of the stability of Soul Society?"
"Little sword!" A small figure jumped over like a butterfly, landed on Zaraki Kenpachi's shoulder, grabbed Zaraki Kenpachi's hair, and looked at Kimura Muyang with a pair of big eyes.
"Little sword?" Although he knew it in his heart, Kimura Muyang still pretended to look at Zaraki Kenpachi in confusion.
"My current name is Kenpachi, Zaraki Kenpachi!" Zaraki Kenpachi glanced at Kimura Muyang, "I remember you called me that back then."
"Ah...haha...is there any?" Kimura Muyang's eyes were wandering, and he accidentally let it slip at that time. Unexpectedly, more than a hundred years later, this guy still remembered it.
"Your eyes are moving around. Are you thinking about something strange, Xiaobai?"
Just when Kimura Muyang was thinking in his heart, Kusaka Yachiru, who was lying on Zaraki Kenpachi's shoulder, suddenly said, the little loli's voice was very cute.
"Xiao Bai? Hitsugaya Toshiro?" Xiao Bai should not be born yet, how could he appear here! Kimura Muyang raised his eyes and glanced around, and sure enough, there was no one there. Then his eyes turned to Yachiru who was lying on Zaraki Kenpachi's shoulder.
"Baqianliu, where is the novice here?"
"Isn't it you, Xiaobai?" Yaqianliu opened his cute big eyes and pointed at the captain Yu Zhi who Kimura Muyang was wearing, "Look at the white clothes you are wearing, I will call you Xiaobai." White."
"Me? Xiaobai?" After hearing Yaqianliu's explanation, Kimura Muyang was so burnt inside and tender outside that he almost couldn't hold back a mouthful of old blood.
"Xiaobai, what's wrong with you? Your face looks so bad." Yaqianliu stared at Kimura Muyang with big cute eyes, looking worried.
"My name is Kimura Muyang. Don't call me Xiaobai." After glancing at Baqianliu, he really didn't know how to deal with such a cute little loli. Kimura Muyang could only correct him bitterly.
"I think Xiaobai sounds better." Yaqianliu put a finger on the corner of his mouth and looked at Kimura Muyang with his big eyes, "But you don't seem to like the name Xiaobai, so forget it. "After saying that, Yaqianliu still had a look of pity on his face.
Phew~~
Hearing what Yaqianliu said, Kimura Muyang couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Yaqianliu gave up this statement, otherwise he would not be alive if he was called 'Xiaobai' by a little loli all day long.
"Yes." Yaqianliu clapped his little hands, looking happy, "I will call you Xiaoyangyang from now on!"
"Cough cough cough cough~~"
After hearing what Baqianliu said, Kimura Muyang finally couldn't hold it back and started coughing violently. Hearing Kimura Muyang's cough, Baqianliu looked at him strangely and said distressedly: "Not even Xiao Yangyang? How about I call you little sun? Little wooden pole?..."
Hearing the various names that kept coming out of Ba Qianliu's mouth, Kimura Muyang was sweating profusely. Each of these names was really weirder than the last. He quickly interrupted: "Stop, stop, let's just be the first one." .”
"The first one... ha~ You mean Xiaobai, I think Xiaobai sounds the best."
"no no."
"Which one is that?" Yaqianliu thought as he flexed his fingers.
"Okay, Yachiru, stop making trouble." Kenpachi couldn't stand it anymore and said.
"Ha~ By the way, let's call you 'Little Yangyang'."
Kimura Muyang burst into tears. Sister Kiryu, who finally called herself "Little Yangyang", was promoted, but in the end, another little loli came. What a sin!
(End of chapter)