A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

"Huh..."

Breathing becomes short of breath.

Kurosaki Ichigo clenched his fist subconsciously.

What was that just now?Even though nothing happened, he had the illusion that his chest had been pierced by the blade!
This kind of killing intent like substance has never been seen before.

"Hey boy, you haven't answered my question yet."

The chilling voice came from behind again.

"Are you Kurosaki Ichigo?"

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the shadow that enveloped him, his pupils shrank sharply.

He turned his head stiffly, his forehead was covered with sweat.

This time the person behind did not move again, but met his gaze.

"How do you know my name... What are you..."

"What? Didn't Yijiao mention it to you?"

Saragi Kenpachi grinned, and the smile on his face was full of excitement, "I am the captain of the [-]th squad, Saragi Kenpachi, and I came here on a special trip...to fight with you!"

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned by the scorching gaze.

When he reacted, he immediately turned around and jumped back to create a distance.

Then there was a lingering fear in my heart.

In the few seconds just now, this man had countless chances to kill himself.

He finally recalled, this person turned out to be the very powerful captain mentioned by the corner of Madarame, no, this can't be described as powerful anymore, right?The killing intent alone almost made him breathless, what kind of monster is this! ?
Such a terrifying killing intent and Reiatsu are not on the same level as anyone he met before he came to Seireitei, including Asai Renji, just for a moment, Kurosaki Ichigo even flinched up.

"What...what do you want?" He looked warily at the hideous man in front of him with a blindfold and a knife scar almost running through his entire face.

To be honest, Kurosaki Ichigo felt like it was the first time he faced an enemy without confidence like this. The oppression this man gave him was far more terrifying than the Kuchiki Byakuya he met before.

"Didn't I tell you? I came here specially to fight you."

Zaraki Kenpachi grinned and said, "But I think it would be a little bad if we did it directly without saying hello..."

Saying that Zaraki Kenpachi was stunned, as if he was thinking about what to do next.

"!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was puzzled for a while.

Although this guy looks scary, he was quite polite unexpectedly! ?

But now doesn't seem like the time to think about these things.

dong dong——

As Zaragi Kenpachi stopped talking, the atmosphere became cold and silent for a while, and Kurosaki Ichigo could only hear his own heartbeat that kept beating rapidly.

In terms of momentum, he had already been completely defeated at this moment, and his heartbeat was so panicked that he hadn't started the fight yet.

However, it would be too embarrassing to just give up like this, right?

Slowly stroking the handle of the knife behind his back, Kurosaki Ichigo gritted his teeth and pulled out the blade, facing the man in front of him.

"Ha ha ha ha ha - very good!"

Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo's actions, Saraki Kenpachi smiled instead of anger, "Not bad! I thought you were going to turn around and run away."

"how is this possible!"

A far-fetched smile appeared on Kurosaki Ichigo's face, but his panting body had already exposed his state at the moment.

Just facing this man head-on, he was already somewhat overwhelmed by the terrifying killing intent and spiritual pressure.

"It's hard to come here, how can there be a reason to retreat?"

"Well. I don't care what reason you have."

Zaraki Kenpachi smiled indifferently, "The purpose of your coming here is for Kuchiki, right? But what will happen to her and what you want to do, these are completely none of my business. Anyway, I advise you to adjust your breath first Right! This embarrassing appearance is too ugly, I don't want to fight with such an opponent."

"You guy..."

Kurosaki Ichigo gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the knife, trying to force himself to calm down.

"Yes, that's it!"

Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo's hard work, Saraki Kenpachi became even more excited, "Isn't it possible to do well!? That guy from Kazukaku is right, you have great potential! But..."

After carefully feeling the aura of Kurosaki Ichigo at this moment, he felt a little disappointed, "This alone is not enough, although the posture is pretty, but the whole body is full of flaws...well, it also has the spirit The level of pressure seems to be pretty good, our vice-captain here should not be your opponent, no wonder you can beat Yijiao and A Sanjing... But compared to me, it's not enough at all! It's really nerve-wracking..."

"You guy...what exactly do you want to express?"

Seeing that the monster-like guy in front of him didn't intend to draw his sword for a long time, Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead broke out in cold sweat.

"Hey, I'm thinking about you, kid."

A cruel smile appeared on Zaraki Kenpachi's face.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off his shirt to face Kurosaki Ichigo, exposing his scarred chest.

"Come on, you can chop me up first, anywhere you want, just come on."

"Ah? You... what are you talking about!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo gritted his teeth, his face was full of unwillingness and anger, "You actually want me to kill a defenseless person! Stop looking down on people!"

"Look down? You guys think too highly of yourself!?"

Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes became dangerous, "This is just a bonus... People who don't want to cut their defenses? This idea is good, but you should save this kind of high-sounding reason for next time. Wait for you When you are strong enough to be able to confront me head-on! You should be very clear in your heart, right? You have no chance of winning against me in my prime.

come on!Cut me first, and then let's have a good time!I can't wait!Killing or being killed is just killing time for me, come on!It doesn't matter if it's neck, belly or eye beads!It would be even better if you could hack me to death with one knife! "

The berserk aura surged from Saraki Kenpachi's body towards Kurosaki Ichigo like a raging sea, causing Kurosaki Ichigo to be overwhelmed.

"You guy..."

Hearing the man in front of him speak like a lunatic, Kurosaki Ichigo's face was full of disbelief.

He could see that this man wanted to 'fight', no, to be precise, he wanted to enjoy fighting!But...is it necessary to do this level just to enjoy the 'fighting'?
"Hurry up, boy! Why are you still hesitating and afraid!? Come on!"

Seeing that Kurosaki Ichigo was still hesitating, Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes became impatient, "Come on!!"

"Damn it! Don't blame me if you get hacked to death!"

Hearing this, Kurosaki Ichigo no longer hesitated, gritted his teeth and sprinted towards Saraki Kenpachi while holding the Zanpakuto tightly.

It's just that he didn't realize that at this moment, he no longer had the consciousness he had when facing A Sanjing Renji.

What a disappointment...

A disappointed look came from above.

Perhaps it was because Zaraki Kenpachi was too eye-catching, Kurosaki Ichigo did not notice that there was a little girl shaking her legs sitting on the eaves at this time.

Kusaka Yachiryu looked at the figure of Kurosaki Ichigo rushing towards Saragi Kenpachi with a little disappointment.

"This kind of knife...can't hurt Xiaojian..."

In her impression, the little sword is impossible to fall down no matter what. A knife like this has only fear, and it is not even a toy in front of it.

clang--

Sure enough, there was a crisp iron strike.

Kurosaki Ichigo stared blankly at the Zanpakutō standing on Zaraki Kenpachi's chest, unable to react for a while.

Impossible... how is it possible?This is Zanpakuto!There is no reaction at all when he cuts on this man?Not even a scratch left?

"what?"

Also surprised was Saraki Kenpachi who was cut.

Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes became colder and colder, his smile gradually disappeared, and his eyes became terrifying.

"I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of knife you can make... Is it only this level? It's too disappointing."

As he spoke, he fended off Kurosaki Ichigo's Zanpakuto with his hand full of disappointment, and reached out to caress the handle of the knife at his waist.

"It's really boring...but it's my turn next time, please...don't die with two hits."

"Guru..."

Kurosaki Ichigo swallowed.

why?
He looked at his hand holding the knife in disbelief, the blood continued to flow down, staining the bandage wrapped around the handle of the knife red.

He didn't understand why he slashed hard but failed to leave any scars on the opponent's body. Instead, his hand holding the knife was split open.

His hand holding the knife was still exerting force, but the blade on the man's body seemed to have become dull and could not hurt the guy at all.

He admitted that he did not have the will to kill A Sanjing Renji with this knife, but he was also very serious in cutting it!Don't talk nonsense about 'a knife without killing intent can't hurt people', it's totally unreasonable!

Outrageous, is this too outrageous?What kind of exercise did this guy's body go through to be so hard! ?

"Chong-"

The sound of friction between the blade and the scabbard continued to resound.

A dilapidated Zanpakutō that seemed to be full of gaps was slowly pulled out from Zaraki Kenpachi's waist.

"You look surprised, don't you?"

Holding a long knife, Saraki Ken looked down at Kurosaki Ichigo expressionlessly, "Why can't your knife cut me? Why can't it cause any harm to my body? It's incredible, right?"

swoosh-

The blade still touched Saraki Kenpachi's wrist holding the knife, making a sound like a mournful cry.

Zaraki Kenpachi slowly exerted force, and the long sword was completely unsheathed, and by the way, he also bounced Kurosaki Ichigo and Zanpakuto together with force.

"!?"

How can it be?

Kurosaki Ichigo's hand holding the knife trembled slightly.

He stabilized his figure and looked at the Zanpakuto in his hand in disbelief.

He can bounce himself off just with his physical body, his knife is like a toy in front of this man.

"Let me tell you... why your knife can't hurt me, the answer is actually very simple..."

Zaraki Kenpachi was a little disappointed, his face was expressionless, and he slowly raised the long knife in his hand, "Actually, there is no special reason. When the spiritual pressure collides with each other, the weaker will be injured, that's all. Simple To put it bluntly, compared to your sword that raises Reiatsu to the limit for cutting people, the Reiatsu that I emit unconsciously is stronger, it's that simple."

"how is this possible……"

The expression on Kurosaki Ichigo's face became extremely stiff.

In other words, even if he tried his best to release the spiritual pressure, couldn't it compare to the intensity of the spiritual pressure emitted by this guy unconsciously?Just like a sharpened toothpick cannot penetrate steel bars, there is an essential gap in strength between them.

But how is this possible! ?Even if the opponent is the captain, there shouldn't be such a big gap! ?

"What are you doing..."

Saragi Kenpachi, holding the long sword high, was full of helplessness and loss on his face. He looked at the direction of the sky, as if he suddenly lost interest. His tall figure of more than two meters looked like a mountain in front of Kurosaki Ichigo at the moment. insurmountable.

"I stayed up here all night waiting for you... so it's just guys of this level who are waiting here? It's like a joke."

As he spoke, he lowered his head slightly, looked down at the tiny guy in front of him, and slowly swung his hand holding the knife down, "Forget it, at least sharpen the knife for me, please? Please, don't even bother with such a simple answer." I can't do it... Travel disaster!"

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boom--

"Wow--"

The screams were endless.

The wall in front of him was shattered in an instant, and several figures fell from the air along with the gravel.

Chadu Taihu walked straight forward slowly along the hideous traces blasted out on the ground.

The shortest straight line between two points.

He chose the fastest path to the Repentance Palace. Although he said that this way of advancing would attract many people who blocked him, it was not different from his plan. Attracting firepower was one of the goals.

As he walked, he clenched his fists.

This kind of battle seems to be not even a warm-up exercise. Apart from the dust that flew when the wall was broken, there was not a single scar left on the mind after breaking into Seireitei for so long. Well, the only place where the clothes were damaged was It was chopped by Ichimaru silver at the door before.

"It's all thanks to Mr. Bailegang's exercise..."

Chadu Yasutora walked while muttering to himself.

With such power, he can probably protect whatever it is, whether it's companions or 'glory'.

Thinking of this, he quickened his pace slightly.

However, just as he was about to speed up, a burly figure suddenly appeared in sight.

"Stop! That's it! I am the assistant to the third lieutenant of the Eighth Division, Chen Fang of Encheng Temple! How dare you cross the Eighth Division's garrison in such a swaggering way! You are very brave! But when I met my uncle—— —”

boom--

Before he finished speaking, his fist landed on the face of this burly figure.

"Sorry, you're in the way..."

Chadu Yasutora said a little apologetically, and then continued to trot without stopping.

Fortunately, the guy blocking the way was about the same height as himself, so he was able to punch him in the face, otherwise it would be a waste of time if he had to bend down.

But he didn't expect that just after taking two steps, another voice tried to stop him from moving forward.

And this time Chadu Yasutora felt as if he had to stop.

"Wow, you seem to be really good, don't you?"

With the sound, countless petals fluttered down with the wind.

Chadu Yasutora raised his head, silently looking in the direction of the sound.

What he cared about was not the sound and these gaudy petals, but the spiritual pressure from above that he had to pay attention to.

"Hello, I'm Jingle Shunsui, the captain of the Eighth Division, please give me your advice. (^_-)"

A man wearing a pink haori embroidered with petal patterns came down with the wind, and greeted Chadu Taitora leisurely with his hands folded.

This man was wearing a bamboo hat with a stubble all over his face. His long brown curly hair was tied into a ponytail and fluttered in the wind under the bamboo hat. Two fancy hairpins could be vaguely seen pinned to it.

"Captain of the Eighth Division...?"

Chadu Taitora stopped in his tracks, and looked at the man standing in front of the flying petals in a daze.

I always feel... This man is obviously very strong, but he seems to be mentally ill.

"Hmph, that's right, please give me more advice. (^_-)"

Jingle Shunsui blinked his eyes with a smile, without the slightest awareness that he was the enemy of Chadu Taitora, and seemed to be very leisurely.

The petals kept falling even after he stood still, and there seemed to be more and more petals.

"Forehead……"

Finally, Jingle Chunshui, who was about to be submerged in petals, dripped embarrassing sweat from his forehead, "That..."

He raised his head, and asked Ise Nanao on the roof awkwardly, "Xiao Nanao...don't spread any more flowers, the effect has been achieved!"

"..."

Ise Nanao continued to sprinkle flower petals expressionlessly, as if it was a frivolous move before taking revenge on this guy.

"Nanao-chan? Did you hear me?"

Jingle Shunsui shouted in embarrassment, "Stop spreading it...my lovely Nanao! (^_-)"

"..."

clap clap-

Nanao ignored it, and continued to throw flower petals, pouring one pot after another on Jingle Chunshui until his whole body was submerged, then she clapped her hands and turned to leave.

Such an unrepentant fellow should be buried as soon as possible.

"..."

Chadu Yayotora looked at this farce-like scene with some embarrassment.

He pointed to the road blocked by Jingle Chunshui, "Well... If there is nothing else, can I go first?"

"Ah, ah, ah..."

Jingle Chunshui's helpless voice came from the pile of flowers.

He pulled away the petals that were pressing on his bamboo hat, stood up with a light smile, with a soft smile still on his face, apologetic, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh..."

"Where is it, I am also very embarrassed, because I really don't have time to play here with you...Can you let me go there?"

Chadu Yasutora also responded politely.

"Oh? Don't say that... You're here, just chat with me."

Jingle Chunshui chuckled, "Don't be so indifferent, uncle... I will be sad."

"Although I'm sorry, but I'm really in a hurry, can you please get out of the way? You don't look like a bad person, and you didn't do anything like those guys when you first came up... If possible, I don't want to conflict with you."

Chadu Yasutora clenched his fists as he spoke.

The enemy in front of him is very strong, although he looks a little frivolous, but after seeing a real strong man, his perception of spiritual pressure will not be wrong.