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

Chapter 165: 164: Bankai - Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils: Celestial Beings

Just ask.

For a Grim Reaper, what is the usual response to so-called humiliation?

——Having indecent things said to you in public?
——Or was it because he was not as skilled as his opponent and was defeated miserably?

——Or are you always at a disadvantage and never have the advantage?

More or less, these factors were all included. However, for Shattered Bee, what she encountered and what happened now was the so-called humiliation.

The instant step that he was so proud of was easily seen through by the opponent.

The ability of his Zanpakutō, which he regarded as his trump card, was even ridiculed in public.

But if that were all, it would still be within an acceptable range.

What is most annoying, and even makes people lose their minds, is the provocative remarks just now.

What does it mean to show your real ability?

Huh?! Wasn't it obvious enough? Disgust alone wasn't enough to convey my feelings, so what was this?
Do you look down on people?
Is this a strategy of pretending to be calm, or is it a manifestation of contempt for oneself from the bottom of one's heart...

No.

never mind.

It is this kind of thing that, at this point in time, has completely lost any meaning.

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking echoing in Soi-Fong's mind. Her expression did not change at all, but her right hand was slightly raised at this moment.

I don't want to discuss anything anymore.

At the same time, I will no longer want to explain or defend myself.

Now, Soi-Fong's thoughts are constantly stirring and tearing apart... In the end, only one belief remains.

'Smash this annoying face.'

The spiritual pressure began to surge as if it were real, and a blue light band lingered around Soi-Fong's body.

The blown hair flew up into the sky, reversing the strong wind, like a huge wave, spreading out in all directions at this moment.

The expressions of the onlookers also changed slightly at this moment.

"..."

It is said that the layman watches the excitement, while the expert watches the details.

This group of people, who had already stood at the top of Soul Society, now completely captured and locked the energy floating in the air.

Kyoraku Shunsui glanced in the direction of old man Yamamoto and saw that he had no reaction.

He smiled and pulled the hat on his head down a little more than three points.

“It’s coming.”

Death's final resort.

Soi Feng took a long breath and raised her right hand high at this moment.

A sonorous and powerful tone gushed out from that extremely serious face.

"卍·solution!"

boom! ! !
Air waves? Or is it a visible spiritual pressure flow?

No matter how you put it, at this moment, the surging waves made everyone unable to help but slightly glance sideways and raise their hands to symbolically cover their eyes.

"What nonsense."

Ukitake Jushiro spoke.

"Even though it's such a critical moment for survival, you're still messing around with these personal grudges, even to the point of using your Bankai..."

If conditions permit, this situation is obviously something we want to avoid.

After all, Bankai itself will have an impact on the environment, leading to various chain reactions...

If it is to meet the enemy, it is still a different matter.

But now it is just for personal desires, a private fight to vent anger.

This made Ukitake Jushiro couldn't help but purse his lips and reveal a rather helpless expression.

The captain of the 13th Division obviously still has unrealistic delusions, thinking that conflicts of this magnitude can be resolved through communication.

"That's too idealistic."

Unohana Retsu, who was usually taciturn, spoke calmly.

Compared to her usual quiet appearance, facing the surging spiritual pressure, her tone was unusually more than three points higher.

"After all, humans are animals. Even if they are restrained by rules and moral principles, this nature will not change."

Therefore.

If there is a disagreement, we should draw our swords.

When there is a conflict, we should speak with strength.

Questions and answers are useless, and discussions are meaningless.

It was with fists and swords! Only with such violent things could one vent the emotions in one's heart.

"Blood is the thing that can make people remember things the longest."

Looking at the old senior who suddenly began to feel emotional.

This made Ukitake Jushiro choke up a bit - although he didn't quite agree, he couldn't say anything to refute it anyway.

In the silence, Aizen Sosuke, who was standing in the corner, adjusted his glasses and spoke in a slightly more serious tone.

"coming……"

The words fell.

Among the dissipating smoke and dust, a bright yellow end appeared at this moment.

The ferocious fangs appeared, and at the same time, a strong wind blew past, completely exposing Soi-Fong's Bankai to everyone's eyes.

It was a peculiar shape that was completely different from the Shikai.

A long whip-like object that was five meters wide was raised high and appeared above Soi-Fong's right hand.

Although the overall appearance presents a bright brass luster, this streamlined shape is also matte treated.

Such a dull sensation.

This made many people look thoughtful.

Raising his hand and rubbing his chin, Kyoraku Shunsui's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's a little different."

Ukitake Jushiro beside him rarely echoed the voice, and his expression was also a little strange at this moment.

"Indeed... it's a bit weird."

Although Dongxian Yao, who was standing not far away, could not see, his other senses were extremely sensitive.

An unusually sharp murderous intent filled the air, like a thorn in the side of a wheat field, piercing towards the face at a vague distance.

So dangerous.

He subconsciously grasped the hilt of the knife hanging at his waist, but reacted the next moment.

It's not me who's being targeted - I can't show such obvious hostility.

"Captain Dongxian, are you feeling unwell?"

Aizen Sosuke's voice came from the side.

"No, it's okay..."

"Yeah."

He sighed and turned his head halfway, his tone also full of emotion. "But it's normal to lose composure like this, after all, this level of majestic momentum has nothing to do with the word hidden."

This is indeed the case.

Today, the other party is the head of the secret mobile force.

The ability he possesses to perform Shikai is indeed consistent with the other party's impression and position.

——Sufficiently hidden and dangerous.

But after entering a more advanced stage of Bankai, this feeling was completely reversed.

Such a huge momentum is more like a blatant declaration of war than an assassination.

I am unwilling to continue doing such sinister and covert activities.

Or do you just yearn for such straightforwardness?
The reason is unknown, but either way...

"Captain Soi-Feng is probably a person who says one thing and thinks another."

Aizen raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a meaningful smile.

Except for a few people who have just taken office, most of the people present are veteran figures.

Naturally, he could also perceive the nature of Soi-Fong's ability at the first moment.

"...The sight is really annoying."

Soi-Fong's lips were slightly pursed at this moment.

Because she knew that her Bankai style was too distinct, she did not want to show this look to everyone unless conditions permitted.

Just as Yoruichi Shihouin taught me.

A true assassin will never reveal his true feelings, and this is especially true for covert operations forces.

Whenever she used her Bankai, Soi-Fong had the illusion that she was performing a self-analysis.

Being noticed is not something you enjoy.

If possible, I would like to avoid it as much as possible... However, at this moment, it is definitely not the time to get hung up on such trivial matters.

After all, it cost a price.

Then there must be corresponding goals.

Taking a deep breath, Soi Feng's right hand muscles tensed up and her arm slightly raised up.

"Arima Shizuya!"

With a sigh, there was no trace of sadness or joy on Soi-Fong's face.

"This is my Bankai, Sparrow Bee Thunder Whip!"

"Different from my Shikai, this is an attack method that accumulates spiritual energy, concentrates it, and finally explodes it all."

"If you still have the guts to do that, if you still look down on me..."

Just stand there.

"Try this next!"

If the previous commentary was joking, then this moment was "hysterical" in another sense.

Be said to be unscrupulous or even be seen as despicable by others.

Having abandoned his responsibilities.

Naturally, there will no longer be any dignity at all.

At this moment, Soi-Feng just wanted to humiliate the other party - or even more, even if it was just a compromise or just admitting defeat, it would be fine.

At this moment I want to say 'I'm scared of you'.

Maybe this would make Soi-Fong restrain the sharp feeling in her body.

The person involved may not have noticed it yet, but in fact, her purpose has already clearly shifted.

To the onlookers, this declaration at this moment made everyone change color.

No, what are you doing?
What the hell is this?!
Almost as soon as he said this, Chojiro Suzuki's expression changed slightly.

After all, Bankai is different from other means, and its existence itself symbolizes unparalleled power.

"He is just a young man who has just learned this method. I am afraid he does not know the lethality of this method..."

No one should be killed, this is the basic principle.

Now that there is a tendency to cross the bottom line, he can't just pretend not to hear it!

"You two, wait..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Arima Jing, who was not far away, also spoke with a smile and interrupted him.

"Senior Quebu, please be at ease."

Arima Shizuka was not nervous at all at this moment. His expression was still relaxed, as if Soi-Fong's words just now were not directed at him.

"I guarantee this with my character and as a candidate for captain of the 5th Division."

Take a step forward and turn half sideways.

"There won't be any casualties in this fight."

Arima Shizuka also drew his sword and made a beautiful knife pattern.

"In this case, can we continue this fight?"

Exhaling lightly, Arima Shizuka turned the blade downward and looked straight ahead.

Sumire Chojiro was unsure of what to do, so he could only turn around and look at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni behind him.

Then...what about the old man?

Boom!
A muffled sound was heard.

The long staff hit the ground hard, and cracked patterns splashed everywhere, showing how much force was exerted at the moment!

"In the name of the captain... you are allowed to continue the fight."

readily!

The smile on Arima Shizuya's face turned into a brilliant one.

"Chengzhi!"

Facing Soi-Fong's hostility, her heart, her soul, and her hatred.

At this moment, Arima Shizuka also needs to make a corresponding response.

For this reason, here is the first battle of the Sagara dragon after its 'rebirth'.

'oh! ’

In the space of consciousness, the high-spirited girl raised her head and said proudly.

"That's the way I want to live up to my image!"

Then.

"Sing my real name, Arima Shizuya!"

"Showing his true power, all living beings lose their heat and annoyance."

"This is not human, this is bliss."

"卍·solution."

"The Eight Immortals: The Celestial Beings."

(End of this chapter)