A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 610 603. Xuan Hao: Can I ask you to die a few times first?
"Hey, leave this kid to me, no problem, right? Qin Gong."

The bald Grim Reaper looked at Kurosaki Ichigo who jumped out of the sandpit to fight, feeling the high spirited fighting spirit on the other side with an excited smile on his face.

This guy looked a lot more interesting than the guy who would just hang back, and he liked the guy who was straight up.

"Got it, then leave the rest to me."

Yumi Ayasegawa responded helplessly when his name was called.

The seat next to him is two seats higher than his. Strictly speaking, he is the other party's subordinate, so it's hard for him to say anything because this guy wasted so much time dancing just now.

In short, as long as he doesn't waste too much time and get credit for others, it doesn't matter which travel disaster he deals with.

"Ale, it seems that we have been assigned?"

Xuan Hao, who was still in the bunker, spoke to Kurosaki Ichigo a little teasingly.

"So you guys are all right?"

Kurosaki Ichigo frowned and asked back.

After all, he had never fought before, so he didn't know the strength of 'Shiba Ganju'.

"certainly……"

"no problem!"

The voice was divided into two parts and reached Kurosaki Ichigo's ears.

When he heard the second half of the sentence, he found that the person who was still in the bunker had already rushed far away at some point.

"Forehead……"

A little cold sweat broke out on Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead.

So can this guy do it?It seems that the speed of escaping is quite fast... there should be no problem, right?

"Tsk. Kid, where are you looking?"

The bald head looked displeased at the distracted Kurosaki Ichigo, and then nunuzui signaled to his companion beside him not to disturb their communication.

"Hi, received, received."

Yumi Ayasegawa shrugged helplessly, and chased after the fleeing figure.

"Okay, boy! No one bothers us now!"

While talking, the bald Shinigami drew out his Zanpakuto and pointed at Kurosaki Ichigo, "You don't plan to escape like your companions, do you?"

"Escape? Sorry, I don't have such a habit."

Kurosaki Ichigo stared slightly.

run away?

They have all come to the enemy's base camp, where are they going to flee?
If the guy in front of him is stronger than himself, it doesn't matter where he escapes.

If you are weaker than yourself, there is no need to run at all.

In short, from the moment he decided to come here, he didn't have the option of running away.

"Sorry, I don't know the strength of my companion, and I'm a little worried, so I have to deal with you quickly."

"Oh? That's it... I really like your personality, kid!"

Before the words fell, Kurosaki Ichigo felt a light flash in front of him, and subconsciously took a step back.

clang--

Zanpakuto slammed into the place where he was standing just now, and Kurosaki Ichigo lowered his head, only then did he realize that the light was the reflective head.

"Hidden, good skill! Boy!"

Seeing that Kurosaki Ichigo dodged his attack, the bald Shinigami smiled even more, and he raised his knife again and slashed at Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead.

"It's you who are too slow! Dead bald!"

Kurosaki Ichigo didn't show any weakness either, he raised his Zanpakuto and went to meet him.

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On the other side, Xuan Hao is still running away.

Two gusts of wind whistled between the buildings.

Xuan Hao waved his hands with 'extreme strength' and looked embarrassed. It really looked like that, but in fact he felt that he should walk faster than this.

However, even so, it seemed that the death god behind him still couldn't catch up for a while.

"There seem to be a lot of people around... But why doesn't it feel like it was a thousand years ago?"

While turning his head to see if the guy behind him was still chasing him, Xuan Hao was thinking.

He really felt that the God of Reaper today seemed to have made little progress compared to a thousand years ago, and even regressed a bit. Is it because these guys have forgotten their sense of crisis after living a comfortable life for too long?

Feel like they're playing a game of cat and mouse as they deal with their 'travel mishaps'?
Look, the guy in the back looked so calm that even he felt a little annoyed.

"Ha ha……"

After thinking about it, Xuan Hao couldn't help but smile.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the first team's team building. That certain old man was still sitting upright in the team building, as if he didn't intend to intervene in the matter of 'Travel Disaster'.

"So are you waiting for an 'opportunity' to change and then doing nothing temporarily, or are you simply doing bad things?"

"Hey, guy in front, your running looks really ugly... By the way, can you run faster?"

Yumi Ayasegawa asked calmly while chasing him, with his hands behind his back, it seemed to be as effortless, calm and elegant as walking.

"Oh? It's really difficult..."

Xuan Hao turned his head and took a look, with a playful smile on his face.

He didn't intend to get to know this little guy as well, but his face was sticking out in front of him, so it would be impolite not to hit him.

So he quickened his pace a little.

The sky has completely lit up.

Two figures kept flickering among the buildings in Seireitei.

After chasing after him, Yumi Ayasegawa frowned slightly when he sensed something was wrong, "Is this guy running fast?"

The figure fleeing in embarrassment in front of him did not expect that the speed really surprised him, and he felt a little tired after chasing for so long.

but……

Seeing the direction in which the other party was fleeing, he couldn't help but smile on his face.

"It's a dead end there~"

Sure enough, after the next corner, a wall blocked Xuan Hao.

"You can't escape now, can you?"

Yumi Ayasegawa stood in front of the alley playfully, watching the man who stopped.

"Ugh……"

For some reason, the man in front of him sighed.

"?"

Yumi Ayasegawa frowned slightly.

This guy, what are you sighing for?
"Death, I said, aren't you tired after chasing me for so long?"

Xuan Hao asked helplessly.

He had already given this kid more than one chance, and he sped up several times on the way to escape. Originally, this guy would be fine if he retreated in spite of difficulties. Why did he work so hard?

Well, he took back his previous thoughts. It's one thing to compare his strength with the god of death thousands of years ago, but this perseverance should not be bad.

"It's okay, after all, this is my duty."

Yumi Ayasegawa shrugged slightly. In his opinion, the "travel disaster" in front of him was already a shackle.

"Follow your duties...that's pretty good, but isn't your attitude too loose?"

Saying that, Xuan Hao stretched out his hand and gently placed it on the wall.

The walls seemed to be gradually turned into sand by some kind of force.

"Oh? Does that mean you can still run?"

Yumi Ayasegawa chuckled and watched the dying struggle of the person in front of him.

He knew that one of the two disaster brigades should be able to play with sand, after all, there was a big bunker on the ground just now.

It seems that it should be the person in front of him.

But what can you do with this strange spell?There is no road behind this wall!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for the accident in front of him. After all, he suffered from not knowing the way.

"Alele? There's such a big hole here! Isn't it too dangerous? If you fall, you'll die, right?"

Sure enough, soon the 'Travel Misfortune' in front made a startled sound.

Yumi Ayasegawa calmly walked through the big hole in the wall made by the 'travel accident', and looked at the man who passed through the wall but stopped suddenly, with a smile on his face.

As he walked in, he pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist and explained, "This used to be the execution ground... put the Xu brought back into the pit, let it fight with the criminals, and we will stand here and watch the battle."

"Hehe, this is really vulgar."

Xuan Hao smiled lightly with his back to the god of death behind him.

Wouldn't someone really think that he came here because he didn't know the way?

He had already looked at it on the way down, and the buildings in Seireitei had hardly changed from a thousand years ago, but he had been a 'ghost of death' here, so he knew the way inside like the back of his hand.

Yes, he came here on purpose.

Because the pit in front of him is bottomless, if he is down there... no one will see what he does, right?

"It's indeed a vulgar custom, so this kind of punishment has been abolished long ago. You should feel lucky, because at most, you won't be eaten if you fall to your death."

Yumi Ayasegawa came slowly holding the Zanpakuto in his own hand, the smile on his face gradually subsided, "So...will you choose to be hacked to death by me, or fall to your death?"

"Wow, you gods of death are really scary, you draw your sword if you disagree."

Xuan Hao turned around, looked at the oncoming Grim Reaper and teased him.

"Hehe, now you can speak hard."

Yumi Ayasegawa looked at the smile on the man's face indifferently, "What an ugly smile."

In his opinion, this guy is completely stubborn.

"Really... Personal attacks are not good, are they?"

Xuan Hao covered his face helplessly.

It's not his fault that this face is ugly, is it?After all, it is the face of Shiba Gansu...

The god of death in front of him is really... ignorant and fearless.

"By the way... will you be killed if you fall from here?"

"of course not."

Yumi Ayasegawa was stunned, "What? Do you want to use your ability to turn rocks into sand to trap me underneath?"

"No, no, I'm just checking..."

boom--

An explosion sounded, and thick smoke completely enveloped the surroundings, and the figure was also submerged in the smoke.

Pyrotechnician?
Yumi Ayasegawa was slightly taken aback.

He just felt that the man in front of him was doing useless work, and this kind of thing that could only cover people's sight was useless to him.

But the next moment he was stunned.

Because in his perception, the aura of the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"To survive the fall—it's nice."

Yuyou's voice reached Yuki Ayasegawa's ears, and suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

boom.

There was a muffled sound, and when Yumi Ayasegawa came to his senses, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

At some point, he was thrown down. Even Death would be injured if he fell unprepared from such a height, but just now... he just didn't react at all.

"how is this possible?"

"Shhhhhhhhh."

A face suddenly stretched out in front of Yumi Ayasegawa in the dark pothole, beckoning him to be quiet.

He looked at the face in front of him a little at a loss, didn't this guy just focus on running just now?Obviously so strong...why run! ?

"I can't let some people know about my coming here... so... can you please die a few times first?"

"!!!?"

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"Ha... huh... huh..."

Two panting voices came.

Kurosaki Ichigo gasped and looked at the bald god of death in front of him, "You guy, are you pretty good?"

"Each each other..."

The Grim Reaper grinned, "You're not bad at all! Let me ask you your name! Do you have the guts to tell me your name?"

"Ichigo Kurosaki."

"Ichigo?"

Reaper laughed when he heard the name, "Not a bad name."

"Really? It's the first time someone praised my name."

Kurosaki Ichigo smiled.

"Ah...anyone with 'one' in their name is usually a talented man!" The grin on Death's face was even bigger, "Your name is very good, but not as domineering as mine! Remember it! Ten Assistant to the third lieutenant of the first team——Crime of Madarame!"

"Forehead……"

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned, speechless for a while.

Feelings boast about themselves just to set off?
"Since we all have 'one', let's have a good fight!"

Madarame smiled excitedly.

"Tsk. I don't want it!"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked unhappy.

"It's not up to you!"

As he said that, Madarame laughed wildly at the corner, raised the knife again and slashed forward.

Clang——

The sound of swords and swords fighting continued to resound, and the blood splashed in the air, and a bloodstain appeared on the temples of the two of them at the same time.

The blood continued to flow down, so that the two had to close one eye.

But the light of the knife continued to dance, without any intention of holding back, each knife tried to chop off the opponent's head.

But the weird thing is that they both wanted each other's life, but both of them were smiling.

clang--

The blades collided again, one touch point.

The two adjusted their breathing and pulled a certain distance apart.

"You kid is really incomprehensible..."

Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo who was not far away reaching out to wipe away the blood covering his eyes, Madarame said lightly, "Even though it's so far away, you dare to hold a knife with one hand during a confrontation. Either Extremely confident in your own strength, or you are a rookie."

"what?"

Kurosaki Ichigo looked puzzled, "Bleeding affects vision, so a fool wouldn't wipe it off."

"Well, you're right."

Madarame agreed with this, and stretched out his hand to buckle the cover at the end of the knife handle, and used his fingers to draw out a little plaster from the inside and apply it to the wound, "Look, you have to do like me, so that the bleeding can be stopped."

"You are so special!"

The veins on Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead popped up, "Speaking of which, don't you still hold a knife with one hand in front of me? You even brought your own plaster! It's despicable!"

"What are you talking about?" A corner of Madarame didn't care, and pointed Zanpakuto at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him again, "I said that people who would do this are either very confident in their own strength, or they are rookies. Obviously I'm the former, and you—"

(End of this chapter)