Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training.

Chapter 126: 125: Sagara Dragon Sand Altar

"You've already lost."

"Please release your Bankai."

"There is no point in continuing to resist."

Faced with Arima Shizuya's false voice that was difficult to distinguish between true and false, Muguruma Kensei, who was pinned to the ground, struggled to raise his head.

I wanted to say something tough to save face, but I didn't have the chance to open my mouth.

Arima Shizuka calmly pressed down her left hand.

Gu...Pah!

The unusually crisp echo is enough to make one's teeth feel sore just by hearing it.

Both of Liu Che Quanxi's shoulders were dislocated in an instant.

His eyes couldn't help but widen, and the sarcasm that was about to form on his lips twisted into a distorted cry of pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"There's no need to emphasize the extra nonsense. It doesn't matter if you don't have this intention. I will do it myself."

There was no trace of emotion in his words.

Arima Shizuka was as calm as a machine.

After all, between the salty seas, Arima Shizuka already fully understood the true nature of this man named Rokuguruma Kenshin.

"You guy!!!"

It hurt so much that bloodshot eyes began to appear, and Liu Che Quanxi felt as if he was going to bite his teeth off.

He had no intention of giving in.

Because this competition hasn't ended yet.

Just in the moment when his thoughts came to a halt, a familiar voice came from not far away from Liu Che Quanxi.

"Break it, Tengumaru!"

The evil wind swept over, forcing Arima Shizuka, who was pressing on Rokuguruma Kensi's back, to move aside.

They retreated dozens of meters.

The person in question barely managed to dodge the Zanpakutō that had been enlarged and deformed... like a giant version of a mace.

Arima Shizuka, wearing a mask on her face, also stood calmly not far away.

'It can be blocked, but it is not necessary.'

"This type of transformed Zanpakutō is usually very powerful and can fly high."

"If you can choose, it's better to avoid direct conflict as much as possible."

He watched as the neatly dressed Aikawa Luowu landed lightly on the ground, carried the mace on his shoulder, and half-crouched down while looking at him.

"Hey, Quanxi! Are you still alive?!"

"Isn't it obvious... bastard..."

Come to support.

It was Aikawa Ratake, the captain of the 7th Division.

Because they are in the inner court guards, they are always on patrol...so they can respond first.

Although it is faster than expected, but at the same time.

This is also an expected result.

After all, it’s just as I said before.

When the fight starts inside the Soul Society, the energy of both sides' Bankai will spread and soon the entire Soul Society will tremble.

This level of overflow is something that even the prison master cannot conceal with his magic tricks.

Just like a sudden earthquake, no matter how perfect the cover is, it is impossible to stop the shaking feeling that feels like the sky is falling and the earth is splitting.

Even those who are asleep will be woken up.

What’s more, he is Aikawa Ratake, whose mission is to protect the inner court.
Seeing Rokuguruma Kensi being helped to stand up, Arima Shizuka also silently took half a step back.

It is impossible to catch people.

But the goal of today's trip has been accomplished.

Although the simulated Bankai was not a complete power, it was enough to support Arima Shizuka to step onto the same stage...

To compete with these people.

Then just withdraw...

"Where do you want to go?"

A sudden voice came from behind.

It made people feel creepy, and Arima Shizuka punched behind him without even looking back!

The power of the instant was implicitly swallowed and exhaled, and the spiritual power turned into a ball, rushing towards the back like a cannonball.

The air exploded as if it was ignited.

There was a loud explosion, and I saw a huge hole plowing through the ground, creating a wide area of ​​ruins.

"Ah, you look very energetic. How can you still retain so much energy after fighting with Kenxi?"

"Really? You have such a monster-like confidence. Where on earth are you from?"

"Well, if we catch him and torture him later, everything will be solved."

Mako Hirako laughed and squatted on a piece of rubble not far away.

He had already taken out the shallow punch and was now holding it in his hand, shaking it in a light gesture.

"Fall down, and stroke it backwards."

"..."

For an instant.

Almost at the moment of hearing the noise, Arima Jing felt a strong sense of discomfort.

It felt like motion sickness, or even more like being on a rocking sailboat.

A feeling of dizziness and a strong urge to vomit surged up in his heart at this moment, causing Arima Shizuya to frown slightly.

'After saying the liberation words, you will instantly feel a strong sense of discomfort.'

"Is it to cover up the confusion that will come later... I see."

"It is indeed easy to fall into confusion when seeing someone for the first time."

Seeing Arima Shizuka standing there in a daze, Hirako Mako revealed a rather smug smile.

"How is it? The world is turned upside down..."

"It's going to be fun, right?"

call!
A sharp scream was heard, and the silent Aikawa Luowu had already approached.

The Tengumaru in his hand shattered the air as it smashed straight towards Arima Shizuya.

The latter could only raise his hands in time, and at this moment, he barely blocked it in front of him. Flesh hit iron.

The situation is naturally one-sided.

With a dull thud, Arima Shizuya was hit and fell into the broken ground.

Like an iron nail on a construction site, under the relentless hammering, Arima Jing could only immerse herself in it in silence.

The attack was successful, but the two people present did not immediately launch a pursuit.

Mako Hirako and Ratake Aikawa stood on the left and right sides in tacit understanding, just in time to surround Shizuka Arima in the middle.

This is a home game.

The Gotei 13 are not dead.

The longer it takes, the more companions will come to support us.

Time is a ally on the side of Seireitei.

Hirako Mako turned his head to the side and saw Muguruma Kensei with his hands hanging down after his Bankai was released.

Although his tone was still teasing at this moment, his expression did not show any sense of playfulness.

"Hey! Quanxi, what's going on with this guy? Can you explain it to me?"

"I don't understand... but he must be well prepared. Don't let your guard down. This guy may suddenly find out your weakness and attack you!"

Should I say he is worthy of being the captain?

Although there are some deviations in the content, the key points are accurate and exact.

The other two people present were by no means mediocre in the secular sense and they responded quickly.

Mako Hirako suppressed her smile.

"Isn't it the Physics Department... the Ghost Department?"

Aikawa Luowu stared at the ruins in front of him motionlessly.

"It could also be that it is beyond the scope of this article. After all, it has not been recorded, so it is better not to make a final conclusion."

At the same time, countermeasures are gradually being improved.

A figure that Arima Shizuka didn't want to see also appeared at this moment.

"Hey, hey, hey, why are you making such a fuss so late at night?"

He has a ferocious face, a scar on the left side of his cheek, and the hem of his captain's haori is jagged.

A tall and terrifying man, carrying a rifle in his hand, was approaching the encirclement step by step.

"I can smell blood..."

"It's great. It's a smell that can make people excited."

"Since it's a fight of this magnitude, let me get involved, ok?"

Kenpachi Zaraki gave a ferocious smile.

The people present did not respond to his arrival. After all, he was the new captain and also the captain of the 11th Squadron, which was dedicated to combat.

It would probably take some time to get familiar with him.

"Moved!"

Rokuguruma Kensei's hands were not convenient for him to move, so at times like this he could only act as the 'eyes' of the guard.

And following his shout.

A rather dishevelled figure emerged from the scattered ruins.

The Death Tyrant suit on his body had been torn in half, and the cloth on his left hand had disappeared. The cloth was covered with marks of varying sizes, as if it had been bitten by a wild beast.

Is the mace such a scary thing?
so……

“I don’t want to let my body bear it.”

The power of Sagara Dragon Yijie is only applicable in one-on-one situations.

After all, it is the initial spread, and to some extent, it has inherited its defects.

Arima Shizuka sighed with emotion and looked around, seeing four captain-level figures.

There was also a madman inside who he absolutely could not defeat at this stage...

Really.

If I don’t have any trump cards, I might die here.

But, fortunately...

There is more than one state of simulated liberation.

Arima Shizuka also raised his right hand in silence.

His movements were extremely light, but they caught the attention of everyone present.

Hirako Mako's reaction was the most bizarre - this guy should still be in the state of reverse caressing, so why could he move freely?

It's almost as if...

It's as if he had been trained in perceptual reversal beforehand.

Before my thoughts could settle, the figure whose authenticity was hard to tell came calmly.

"Thank you all for your care today."

"Given time..."

"It must be repaid double."

The words fell.

Arima Shizuya tapped lightly with the index finger of his right hand.

Behind him, the Zanpakuto named Sugara Ryu appeared faintly - the essence of the simulated liberation was not the further liberation of the Zanpakuto.

Instead, it lets the Sakya dragon simulate another state.

Therefore, when in this state of 'Bankai', Arima Shizuka will temporarily lose 'Sakara Dragon'.

"Swastika."

A steady, cool, yet majestic voice slowly flowed out from behind Arima Shizuya's mask.

Is it coming?

This guy's Bankai? !
Everyone present showed a wary expression, except Kenpachi Zaraki, who grinned and showed an excited expression.

Come on, a fun fight!

The little spiritual energy that Arima Shizuka had left began to surge, turning into a blue torrent that gushed out and took shape in an instant.

In the azure light band, Arima Shizuya's other simulated liberation.

It also takes shape at this moment.

Sagaralong Sandtan.

(End of this chapter)