The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 8
Om, the golden blade slid across the air, and the rapid roar of the blade was fleeting.

Shirou Ukitake turned around abruptly, his eyes were full of shock, and the spiritual pressure that erupted at that moment was obviously at the level of a captain.

This strangely dressed man is not a resident of Liushun Street without spiritual power.

Why didn't he notice the other party's spiritual power at all before?

He was puzzled, and Shiraishi was equally puzzled.

Strange, clearly aware that someone was attacking from behind, why did that feeling disappear as soon as the knife was drawn?
The unrepentant Shiraishi expanded the range of his spiritual perception to within three kilometers, and the reactions around him were the most intense.

The turbulent flow was created by the spiritual child due to the spiritual pressure.

The reason was Shiba Sora's angry punch just now.

"Baishi, why did you suddenly draw the knife?"

Zhibo Konghe turned his head and asked.

Shiro Ukitake quietly looked at Shiraishi's Zanpakutō. The long and narrow blade was cast like gold, and it shone abnormally.

The handle of the sword is inlaid with two gems, one large and one small, and the edge of the big gem emits a green light. I didn't say Shijie just now, and it seems that it is a Zanpakutō that can always be in Shijie state.

Not the god of death but possessing such a Zanpakutō, what kind of aristocrat?

That's not right, if there is such a person among the nobles, they will never be unknown.

The more he looked at it, the more puzzled Shirou Ukitake felt in his heart.

No wonder he thought too much, the strength of the captain's level was enough to threaten the safety of Seiringei, and he couldn't just ignore it.

"Someone came close to my back just now."

Shiraishi told the reason why he drew the knife, and put it back with a puzzled face, "But the moment I drew the knife, he quickly withdrew.

Strange, with such strength, why should you approach it secretly, and then leave without doing anything? "

Shiba Konghe frowned slightly, his olive green pupils aimed at Shirou Shirou, who was next to him, and asked, "Did you notice someone approaching just now?"

"No." He shook his head and replied humbly, "My spiritual sense is not very strong."

Zhibo Konghe did not believe this nonsense.

Among the Gotei Thirteen Teams, aside from the Chief Captain and Fourth Division Captain, the Eighth Division Captain and Ukitake Shirou Shirou are the oldest.

As a captain for hundreds of years, how could the level of all aspects be poor.

"Are you mistaken? Neither Fuzhu nor I noticed that someone was approaching here just now."

"Impossible." Shiraishi shook his head vigorously, very confident in his spiritual sense within three steps, "There must be someone here who wanted to attack me behind my back just now."

"Are you so sure?" Zhibo Konghe asked again.

"Of course, no one can hide from my spiritual sense within three steps."

Shiraishi answered confidently.

call.

The wind picked up, and the blade went straight to the back of the neck.

Shirou Ukitake didn't say hello, he walked around with all his strength, then pulled out the Zanpakutō with his right hand and slashed at the back of Shiraishi's neck.

Shiraishi turned around and swung the knife.

boom!
The blades intersected and there was a loud noise, followed by a violent wave of air that spread around.

The two bowling ball-like chests shook, and the long beige skirt fluttered wantonly, revealing sensual legs, which were not exposed in the depths, and were suppressed by a hand.

"What are you doing?" Bai Shi took two steps back, his tiger's mouth numb. It was one thing to catch the attack, but whether he could block it in time and withstand the attack was another.

The surging Reiatsu from Ukitake Shiruro's blade made his chest feel like he was being suffocated by a boulder.

It's still a little unqualified for a ninth-level hero to challenge Shiro Ukitake.

"Cough cough." Shirou Ukitake was even more violent than his reaction, coughing loudly, his left hand hurriedly covered his mouth, and scarlet blood spilled out from the gap between his fingers.

Bai Shi retracted his foreword and said quickly, "Are you alright?"

"No, it's all right, it's an old problem."

Shirou Ukitake shook his head weakly, his combat power depends on the condition, the upper limit is high, and the lower limit is also very low, "I tried it just now, your spiritual sense reaction is indeed very sensitive, there should be no mistake.

Someone was really close to you just now, but Konghe and I haven't found it yet. "

Zhibo Konghe raised his brows when he heard this, and said with his hands on his hips: "You kid has caused more trouble than I thought, even this kind of person can get into trouble."

That person could quietly hide from her that he was so close to Fu Zhu without causing a turbulent flow of spirits, so he retreated calmly.

Not to mention combat power, just such Shunpo and the ability to hide Reiatsu are enough to be ranked among the top ranks of the Soul Society.

"Uh, don't talk nonsense, I've never provoked that kind of person."

Shiraishi defended and killed Hasegawa Taisan aside from the West Third District.

In the past four years, he has not killed anyone, nor has he had any violent conflicts with anyone, just proposed to some beautiful girls.

This should not die, right?

He didn't stick around like a hooligan, he just mentioned it casually.

"You have to be more careful in the future." Shirou Ukitake urged, still thinking in his heart, how could there be two such captains for no reason?
Shiraishi's words shouldn't cause any harm to Seireitei, and the other person doesn't quite know.

"Cough cough."

The discomfort of his body interrupted his thinking, and the pain caused cold sweat to form on his forehead, "I'm sorry, Konghe, I want to go back to Jingling for recuperation."

"Yeah." Seeing his dying appearance, Zhibo Konghe didn't say anything and asked, "Would you like me to take you back?"

"No, I can still, cough, hold on."

Shirou Ukitake didn't let her send it, so he would have to slow down and wait for Shunbu, which is far better than his own Shunbu.

He disappeared from here in an instant.

Zhibo Konghe jumped off the fort and strode towards Shiraishi, "Be honest, aside from killing Hasegawa, what trouble are you causing? Is it a conflict with the same family?"

The reason why she asked about the conflict is that she thought that Shiraishi's Reiatsu Hidden was so perfect, and the other person was so perfect.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with saying that the two are the same genre.

"How is it possible, my ability is to reward me with food, and I can get it from my own efforts the day after tomorrow, so I don't have the same class."

Shiraishi retorted.

Zhibo Konghe rubbed his chin and said, "Strange, why are your spiritual pressure and that person's spiritual pressure not being felt by others?"

"This," Shiraishi was about to answer that he didn't know, but suddenly remembered something.

When it comes to concealing the Reiatsu perfectly, not to mention the golden finger he provided himself, the Soul Soul World also has that kind of props.

A cloak that hides Reiatsu, coupled with some subtle ghosts, can produce an almost invisible effect.

As far as he knew, there was only one man in the Soul Society currently possessing such a cloak.

Aizen Sousuke.

With that person's ability, he can dodge the slash in an instant and hide three kilometers away, or even further.

But why is it here?
He never provokes Aizen, could it be related to Zhibo Haiyan?

Thinking about it carefully, the Xu who killed Zhibo Haiyan was the experiment product of Aizen's blurring.

It is inevitable that Zhibo Haiyan died from the experiment.

Shiraishi's back was faintly cold.

"Did you think of something?"

"Uh, it's fine." Shiraishi replied vaguely.

Zhibo Konghe was very serious, "This is not your business alone. You live in my house. Your concealment is likely to involve my family in unknown dangers. If you refuse to tell the truth, I can only ask you to leave!"

(End of this chapter)