A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 709 702. The Blind Watching the Surveillance

"escape?"

The man stopped, stood on a high place with his back turned to Kurosaki Ichigo and made a suspicious voice, but it seemed that the pause was too hasty.

He slipped.

"Wow oh oh-"

Accompanied by a scream, Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the figure falling in front of him in a daze.

"That... are you okay?"

"Are you talking about me? Of course—it's okay!"

A coquettish figure in the smog patted the dust and got up, kicking the ground with its feet, as if dancing.

Kurosaki Ichigo finally saw the appearance of this person clearly, this is Xuyao ​​Palace, there is no doubt that this is a shamen, a middle-aged uncle dressed like a dancer.

To be honest, the guy in front of him didn't feel as oppressive as the broken face he had seen before. After all... this guy can even walk on slippery feet.

In fact, he was thinking about it before, maybe not all the broken faces are enemies, after all, this is the man's territory, even if the man wants to play games with them, it's not like he won't give them a chance, right?The ghost knows how many virtual and broken faces there are in this virtual night palace. If they are all enemies, they don't need to play at all.

Well, at least this unreliable guy in front of him doesn't look like an enemy.

While Kurosaki Ichigo was thinking like this, he prepared to move towards the depths of Xuye Palace as if nothing had happened.

"Hey, hey, kid! Don't ignore me!"

Pomian, who just got up from the ground, was a little flustered when he saw Kurosaki Ichigo not showing any face at all, and quickly stopped in front of him, "You bastard! What do you mean? Why did you react like this when you saw me! ? Seeing Mr. Dorudoni making such a gorgeous appearance, he was so indifferent!"

"Gorgeous...does it mean the geese falling on the flat sand just now?" Kurosaki Ichigo complained with some shame.

"No! I mean, of course, the dance moves after that!"

Dorodoni explained solemnly, "That's art! Do you understand art!? You must have pretended to be calm on purpose, but you've already been stunned by me, right?"

"Ah, this... I was really surprised, I really didn't expect that someone would slip and fall even walking in this Xuye Palace..." Kurosaki Ichigo was speechless for a while.

"Oh! Don't worry about that kind of detail!"

There was a trace of cold sweat on Doludoni's forehead, and he smiled awkwardly, "In short, it's like you will be knocked down by me soon, these are small things, it doesn't matter at all. Come to your senses! Reaper! I am the legendary broken man. Face NO.103! Master Dorudoni Alexandra del Sokaccio! You will be completely defeated by me right here!"

"What the hell is such a long list of names, I can't remember...but..."

Hearing this, Kurosaki Ichigo's expression became serious, and he stroked the Zanpakuto behind his back, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you. But please hurry up, because I am in a hurry."

"Hmph! You're being arrogant, kid."

The smile on Doludoni's face gradually faded, "Hurry up? Are you underestimating me?"

"No, I just heard that the strength of your broken face has nothing to do with the serial number except for 'ten blades'. There is an essential difference between broken faces after ten and ten blades, that is to say...a number as big as you... And the unreliable performance before.”

Kurosaki Ichigo pulled out Zan Yue who was wrapped in a white cloth indifferently, "Your strength seems to be very poor..."

"Damn it! Brat! What are you talking about?"

Hearing Kurosaki Ichigo's evaluation, Dorudoni looked dissatisfied, and waved his fist to give Kurosaki Ichigo a little color, "Stinky boy! Don't judge people by their appearance! Is it bad? Have you tried it? You know it!?"

"Right--"

hum-

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo, who had just pulled out the Zanpakutō, hadn't finished his response when suddenly his pupils shrank sharply and he turned his head away.

In the next second, a cut-like scar appeared on his shoulder, and blood spattered everywhere.

"Hmph, boy, next time I won't be biased."

Dorudoni, who flashed behind Kurosaki Ichigo, flicked off the blood stained on his fingertips and snorted softly.

"You guy...are you really a three-digit face?"

Kurosaki Ichigo frowned slightly, became serious, turned around and swung the Zanpakuto in his hand to chop a Reiatsu.

The crescent moon is rushing!

"With this level of attack alone..."

boom.

Dorudoni, with his back to Kurosaki Ichigo, kicked back like a dance, and the Reiatsu Slash collapsed under his kicked feet.

While muttering, he slowly retracted the kicked leg, with a smug smile on his face, "How could you hurt me? Brat!"

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo fell silent, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

The broken face in front of him is obviously not a simple thing. What do you mean that the broken face under the ten blades is very weak?He felt that he seemed to be cheated, at least the guy in front of him didn't seem to be much different from the so-called 'Ten Blades'.

Why does a broken face with a number of more than 100 have such a strong strength?

"Are you confused? Why is Lord Doludoni with a three-digit serial number so powerful?"

Doludoni pointed his finger at his chest gracefully and laughed, "Actually, there is nothing to hide. Of course, as the god of death, you don't know the details about our number. Let me tell you...'three digits' ——It is the proof of being 'deprived'! This represents 'people who have been deprived of class'. That is to say...all the broken faces with three-digit numbers are people who have been brushed from the 'Ten Blades'. I used to be... also the 'Ten Blades', brat!"

boom--

While speaking, Doludoni slammed on the ground with the leg that was slowly retracting, the pale floor cracked instantly, and his figure disappeared in place.

clang--

There was a crisp iron strike, and the feet wearing leather dancing shoes slammed on the blade that Kurosaki Ichigo raised to defend. The violent fluctuations spread around the two of them, and the ground under Kurosaki Ichigo's feet also Because the top-down force began to show dense cracks, it was the trace of cracks that could not bear the strong force.

"How? My strength, didn't let you down?"

"Okay?" Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead was sweating, with a brave smile on his face, "Have you been deprived of your class? Is this something to be proud of? With this level of strength, my current state It's totally enough!"

clang--

The quarrel sounded again, and Kurosaki Ichigo slammed hard in his hand, and the Dorodoni in front of him flew out.

"Hmph! Now you can play tricks!"

Dorudoni flipped his body in mid-air, and launched another attack before he even landed. He adjusted his posture and used spirit particles to establish a foothold in mid-air. jump up.

The straight long legs were as powerful as a battle axe, and fell towards Kurosaki Ichigo again.

"Tsk."

Kurosaki Ichigo smacked his lips slightly, and wanted to take a step back to avoid it, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and when he reacted, he was already approaching like a gust of wind.

clang--

Another kick landed on the blade that Kurosaki Ichigo was resisting, and the powerful force knocked him down, causing a hole to be opened in the ground instantly.

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly looked down.

Only now did he realize that there was a room under his feet.

"When fighting, the focus should be on the opponent."

Seeing Kurosaki Ichigo lowering his head, Dorudoni shook his head in disappointment. Before the opponent landed, he approached again and kicked out, "Who taught you that you need to use your eyes when you fight? To confirm? It is enough to rely on instinct for this kind of thing! And...do you think you have a chance to adjust your posture and fight back?"

"!!"

Hearing this, Kurosaki Ichigo shrank his pupils sharply, and the next moment, the opposing leather shoes came to his abdomen, but this time he failed to move the position of Zanpakuto to resist.

boom--

Kurosaki Ichigo's fallen body immediately changed its trajectory in mid-air under Dorudoni's fierce kick, and flew horizontally into the wall of the underground room.

"Humph."

Stepping on the ground gracefully, Doludoni spread his hands and said in a helpless tone, "Unresponsive, weak defense, even unable to respond to changes in the terrain under your feet! How can you fight this? Your fighting style is simply like a small Children are as naive as playing house! How dare you say that you can handle me in your current state? How conceited you are... Brat! What about your swastika? Huh? Quickly use it and let me see? Let me see you Is there any help?"

"Cough cough..."

Kurosaki Ichigo crawled out of the wall in embarrassment, and reached out to touch the blood-stained abdomen.

He was a little puzzled.

With that kick just now, the opponent obviously had the ability to directly kick him through, but he let the water go.

"You guy... Are you underestimating me?"

"Oh? Have you noticed this?" Doludoni laughed, "With your current level, any moves are useless to me, and I have no interest in fighting such a weak guy! So Why don't you show me your true skills, kid?"

"Good idea." Kurosaki Ichigo grinned.

"Huh?" Doludoni was slightly taken aback.

"Since you were brushed off from 'Ten Blades', then it's not 'Ten Blades'..." Kurosaki Ichigo explained.

"..."

Hearing this, the expression on Dorudoni's face became a little gloomy, but he couldn't refute, "It's true..."

"Where I'm going will definitely be blocked by the 'Ten Blades', so I must have the strength to defeat the Ten Blades, and I have to use all my strength to deal with a guy like you... How is that possible!?"

Before the words fell, Kurosaki Ichigo's figure had disappeared in place.

Instant step.

The next moment, the Zanpakuto suddenly fell towards the gloomy Dorudoni.

However, Doludoni blocked the knife with just a light upward kick.

Kurosaki Ichigo's figure was kicked into the air again under the powerful kick.

"I see."

Dorodoni lowered his head and murmured, "I can understand your thoughts. But...don't underestimate me—boy!"

Accompanied by the roar, the gust of wind suddenly surged through the entire room.

"Forget it, I'll make it clear to you—the only thing waiting for you without swastika is death."

Looking up at Kurosaki Ichigo who was blown in mid-air by the reverse wind, Dorudoni pulled out the blade at his waist expressionlessly.

"Turn it around—Storm Baron!"

The tough bone armor wrapped Doludoni's legs, and the strong wind kept sweeping around him, almost condensing into a substantial tornado, as if it were the extension of his hands and legs, and swayed freely.

"Boy, how long are you going to float in the air? I'm coming! Wind gun, puncture!"

"Didn't you blow me away?"

Sweat dripped from Kurosaki Ichigo's face, but he still had a brave smile on his face.

Looking at the piercing tornado, he tried his best to twist his body to dodge, but unfortunately the whole room seemed to have become the domain of Dorudoni, and he couldn't completely avoid the opponent's attack under the interference of the raging wind. attack.

Although he avoided the deadly wind gun, the opponent's subsequent kick that disturbed the strong wind was like a wall, which was unavoidable.

boom--

The wind pressure smashed Kurosaki Ichigo hard into the ground, and the smoke filled the air.

After the blow, Dorudoni calmly stood in the wind-swept midair and looked down, as if waiting for something.

After a long time, Kurosaki Ichigo crawled out of the ruins on the ground in a state of embarrassment, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked up at Dorudoni, but it seemed...he still had no intention of releasing Zanpakutō.

"Boy, don't you plan on swastizing?"

Unable to wait for what he wanted, Doludoni's face became even more gloomy.

"Do you really think... that I won't kill you?"

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"Ichigo...has it started yet?"

In another corridor, Kuchiki Rukia frowned slightly as she sensed the spiritual pressure fluctuations from afar.

She could clearly feel that Kurosaki Ichigo was fighting against a guy with a powerful Reiatsu at this moment. Although the Reiatsu was different from the 'Ten Blades' she had seen before, it still couldn't be underestimated.

Sure enough, as she expected, there are more than "Ten Blades" in this Void Night Palace. If this is not a "trial"...it is absolutely impossible for them to reach that man successfully.

"So... who am I going to face?"

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"This kind of interest is not very good, Tosen."

In the dark room, there was a faint light on the wall. If you look carefully, you will find that these lights show the pictures of the people who broke into the Xuye Palace at this moment.

Ichimaru Gin stood at the door, looking at Tosen Kaname who was in the room watching these intruders with a smile.

"I didn't expect... you would be interested in such a thing, too? Ichimaru."

Hearing the voice from behind, Tōsen turned around calmly and asked teasingly.

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in these little guys, anyway, they won't really 'die' anyway." Ichimaru Gin walked into the room with his hands in his pockets and smiled, squinting his eyes and looking at Dong Xian Yao, "If I have to say it... Actually, I'm more interested in how a blind person can see the pictures on these surveillance cameras."

(End of this chapter)