The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 184 The Two Naughty Students Captured by the Principal
The swastika is the symbol of the captain.

Some officers and team members even believed that as long as they learned how to interpret, they could serve as the captain of the Thirteenth Guarding Team.

Matsumoto Ranju heard about the swastika more than once, but he never saw the captain release the swastika with his own eyes.

When she heard that Shiraishi was going to use it, she said in her heart that she was lying if she wasn't curious, but thinking of the serious consequences, she quickly grabbed Caolu Yaqianliu's shoulder and walked out in a blink of an eye.

Baishi raised his saber, "Swastika, ignorance, red lotus karma fire."

The heat of summer faded, and a coldness seeped from behind, as if it wanted to penetrate into the soul of a person and freeze it.

Matsumoto Rangiku couldn't help but glance back, the dark spiritual pressure turned into a violent whirlwind and spun a few times before dissipating.

No, I can still see people.

She continued to use Shunpo to dodge, keeping in mind the words that hid out of sight.

Shiraishi noticed that Matsumoto Rangiku's Reiatsu was going away, he let go of his worries, and the orange flames in his eyes danced.

A tall figure emerged, wrapped in a golden spiritual pressure, with a ghostly face full of excitement, "Haha!"

Amid wild laughter, the blade slashed down.

Shiraishi blocked with a knife in one hand.

The blades collided, and the surrounding area was very quiet. Before the sound could be heard, his dark left hand stabbed forward in a daze.

Fingertips can feel the temperature and hardness of Saraki Kenpachi's abdominal blood.

The internal organs are like made of steel, extremely hard.

It's no wonder that under such serious injuries, he can still erupt with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Reiatsu squeezed towards his left hand from all directions.

Baishi drew out his left hand, bringing up a series of bloody flowers.

"Hmm." Blood gushed from the corner of Zaraki Kenhachi's mouth, and the instability of the Reiatsu made him unable to resist Shiraishi's Reiatsu, and he was forced to retreat.

boom!
There was a loud noise, Zaraki's sword stayed on the ground, and retreated tens of meters abruptly.

Shiraishi didn't pursue, but looked down at his blood-stained hand, what does it feel like?
Warmth surged into my heart and mind from my fingertips, and it was the first time I found a pleasant feeling from the battle.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"Haha, I'm so happy, you think so too."

Zaragi Kenpachi laughed, not caring about serious injuries, nor did he have the idea that he would never die.

On the contrary, in his cognition, his current state may be what the world often calls a flashback.

The shoulders, chest, and abdomen have all been severely damaged, but the spiritual pressure is still continuously emerging from the body, which meets the conditions for returning to the light.

Even so, Saraki Kenpachi was deeply immersed in the joy of fighting, wanting to enjoy every second of the moment.

die?
That's just a price to pay for it, so there's no need to be stingy.

Of course, the longer it can be delayed, the better.

Zaraki Ken stepped forward and continued to rush forward. His eyes were suddenly approaching blades, and orange light shone on them, as if flames were covering the surface.

If you look closely, you will find that it is pure light without flames.

The shiny knife tip pierced the bridge of the nose. At this moment, Saragi Kenpachi relied on instinct to subtly change his direction so that the knife tip cut half of his face instead of piercing it directly.

The man rushed in front of Baishi, and could vaguely see himself reflected in the orange flame.

He grinned, and the Zanpakudao pierced Shiraishi's face.

Ding, sting, sparks bounced from the tip of the knife, and Bai Shi turned into the form of a night emissary. The surface skin was a little harder than the virtual steel skin, and there was no pain at all, just a little itchy.

Shiraishi smiled.

The killing intent caused by irritability began to change again, just like the No.1 runner who was about to approach the finish line in a marathon, his body and spirit fell into a state of excitement.

He jerked forward with his left hand.

Zaraki Ken jumped back with eight legs, avoiding the heart-piercing hand, and the orange light burst out, and then, the raging flame turned into a blade shape and struck.

very dangerous.

Instinct is warning.

"Interesting." Zaraki Kenpachi raised his hand, and slashed high, the golden slash split the flame from it.

Shiraishi circled around the left side of the flame, and stabbed straight into the back of the head with an orange flame entwined around the edge of the blade.

Zaragi Kenpachi seemed to have an eye in the back of his head, turned around, and slashed at the edge of the blade wrapped in karma.

The karma burst.

He jumped back again, jumped to a high hill, avoided the raging karmic fire, and looked up at the sky.

From here, most of the sky is covered in dust, including the sun.

"What a pleasure."

Zaragi Kenpachi expressed his thoughts at the moment, looking at the man surrounded by flames below, "It's almost there, let's use the next blow to decide the outcome."

"Ah."

Shiraishi did not refuse. The Night Envoy consumes a lot of spiritual pressure. He raised his knife, and Karmic Fire swirled back from the surroundings.

The orange light of the blade became deeper and deeper, like crystal clear amber, but there was still a faint layer of flame on the surface.

Use your own spiritual pressure to compress and recompress the karmic fire to form this faint essence.

The moment the blades collided, Kenpachi Saragi couldn't dodge the karma that erupted.

He is in a state of excitement, and he doesn't think about what will happen to the future plot if he kills Saragi Kenpachi.

Just with a very simple idea, defeat the opponent.

Zaragi Kenpachi recalled the kendo moves taught by Old Man Shan, Su Zhen.

If I learn more, maybe I can play more happily now.

pity.

It was rare for him to have such annoyance in his heart, and it was immediately cleared away. He jumped down from a high place, holding the knife in both hands above his head.

Baishi used the step forward cut to meet him, and swung his saber.

"Don't stop!!!"

Accompanied by a middle-of-the-road roar, the flashing electric current blocked between the two of them from far to near.

Shiraishi stopped.

Zaraki Kenpachi also forced himself to fall to the ground.

They all recognized this voice, no, to put it more intuitively, they recognized each other's Reiatsu.

Breaking the Way 88. The lightning from the flying dragon attacking the thief and the thunder cannon dissipated.

Yamamoto Motoryuzai, who was wearing a captain's hat, stood between the two, his face was ashen, his eyes swept to the left and right, and said: "The captains of the thirteenth team of Goutei are actually fighting with each other outside.

If this incident gets out, the Captain will embarrass you all! "

"It can't be my fault, it's because Zaraki wanted to learn from each other, so I played with him."

Knowing that he couldn't beat it, Baishi lifted the swastika, and the dark particles slowly dissipated, revealing his original appearance.

"Zeraki!"

Yamamoto Genryuzai swept his eyes, and his gray beard trembled, "I remember that you were supposed to perform missions in District 31 of Dongliukon Street, why did you come here?"

Zaraki Kenpachi subconsciously avoided the other party's sight, and said, "That task is too boring, so I want to learn from Shiraishi."

"Ridiculous! As the captain of the [-]th team, how could he do such an irresponsible thing."

Yamamoto Motoryuzai yelled loudly, poked his cane hard on the ground, raised his white eyebrows, and the fire-like spiritual pressure burned the two of them, "Are you ready to accept punishment?"

"Yeah." Saraki Kenpachi was dissatisfied on his face, but he was convinced on his mouth.

(End of this chapter)