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

Chapter 232: Ichigo Kurosaki's Hollow
The so-called duel should be interesting in this way!

"Eight Thousand Flows!"

I was just persuading you.

Now it has become a tone that is almost like a scolding.

The moment he heard the call, the deputy captain of the 11th Division realized that he could not persuade this guy to come back.

At this moment he said no more words, but jumped down lightly, using the ruins around him to gain leverage and bounce.

Until they came to a towering terrain.

The pink-haired little girl half-squatted, her expression extremely serious at this moment.

"Ken-chan, this guy's spiritual pressure is very strange."

"I see!"

No, I don't understand at all.

Kenpachi Zaraki excitedly waved the Zanpakuto in his hand, and his face was filled with excitement.

"Cuckoo..."

A faint humming sounded from the body.

At the same time, Ichigo Kurosaki had already stood up completely.

The chest...

The wound that was originally fatal was now covered by the continuously gushing milky white fluid.

It's like skin with properties such as quick-drying and firmness.

Before long, Ichigo Kurosaki's upper body was completely covered in this dazzling white color.

face.

It has also completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a strange red and white mask with diagonal stripes.

Just one glance gives people a strong sense of "inhumanity".

It can be said that from the appearance, it highlights an unusual sense of threat.

But this kind of thing obviously has no meaning to Kenpachi Zaraki.

He rushed forward with a loud laugh, without any unnecessary preparation or posture... just after a simple visual estimation of the distance.

He chopped it down on the head!
"Things that pretend to be gods and ghosts!"

The demonic attack was imminent, but at this moment, Kurosaki Ichigo just calmly raised his right hand.

Sweep the Moon-Slashing that has been restored to its original state upwards.

Keng! ! !
The two iron weapons bit each other fiercely, and the sparks that flew out were as bright as stars, but only for a moment.

The winner has already been decided.

Kenpachi Zaraki, who is known for his strength and seems to have never been at a disadvantage in this aspect, was unexpectedly swept away!
"...?!!!"

The parties involved seemed unable to accept the current situation, and their expressions became extremely stunned.

Don't wait for a reaction.

Ichigo Kurosaki rushed forward silently and suddenly grabbed Kenpachi's left foot.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar, Kurosaki Ichigo threw Kenpachi Zaraki to the ground like a rag.

bump! ! !
Amidst a loud noise that seemed as if the entire world was turning upside down, Kurosaki Ichigo let go and half turned sideways.

Pitch-black spiritual pressure emerged from his entire body and completely enveloped his right hand... Then, a red stream of light like lightning began to flash with a crackling sound.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The air was sucked in, concentrating the spiritual pressure, mixing it, and finally swung out together with the movement of swinging the Zanpakutō.

Crescent moon clashes in the sky!

Compared to the energy mass dominated by the Quincy's spiritual pressure, this method of attack was more violent and terrifying.

Because the explosive spiritual pressure that gushed out would not disappear as it dispersed, but would instead seep into the ground of Seireitei like poison that seeps into the skin.

The poison of emptiness.

It has a tendency to spread like a virus, corroding the already crooked and twisted land into a land riddled with holes.

However, the attacks did not stop.

The use of Crescent Moon Sky Strike does not have any clear restrictions as mentioned above - after all, it is just a simple and sophisticated use of spiritual power.

Therefore.

Ichigo Kurosaki remained silent at this moment, and continued to wave the Zangetsu in his hand.

One after another, crescent-shaped rays shot up from the sky, and dark streams of light flashed, rushed, and broke, as if they were going to destroy everything around them!
The constantly ravaged earth let out a mournful cry. Not only did traces of spiritization appear everywhere, but even the surrounding buildings began to show signs of collapse.

A flood of spiritual pressure, a manifestation of power.

The sticky, monster-like aura spread out in an instant, making almost all the captain-level figures in Soul Society realize that something was wrong.

Is this a travel disaster?

No.

It's not that level of stuff anymore.

This is a false breath...

Yachiru, who witnessed everything from a distance, did not take any action, but at this moment he could not help but reveal a worried expression.

"Sword-chan..."

Earlier, he realized that he could not be of any help, and left the scene at the urging of Kurosaki Ichigo.

At this moment, he couldn't help but turn his head and look behind him with a stunned expression.

He did not possess the ability to perceive spiritual power, so he naturally could not use this method to identify the other party's position at this moment.

but.

When something more obvious appears right before your eyes, why should you pretend not to see it?

The road we came from has become a mess, with buildings, city walls, and paved roads.

Everything was completely defeated and crushed.

The spirit particles returned to purple and red, dancing wildly in the air like a swarm of fireflies.

"Did that guy Ichigo do this?"

Even though I was talking to myself.

But in more senses, it seems more like some kind of affirmative description.

After all, apart from this, Shiba Ganju couldn't imagine any other situation.

"That rascal……"

There are many things I want to say.

But even without emphasizing how urgent the current situation is, Shiba Ganju can understand it.

I have already paid so much, and it would be unmanly to look back...

We have to put saving lives as our first priority!

"You have to survive! All of you!"

Shouting loudly to himself, Shiba Ganju continued to move towards the target tower!

And on the other side.

In this almost one-sided outpouring, it seemed as if everything was about to end.

A big hand suddenly stretched out from the thick fog.

bump!
The charred arm, connected to the torn clothes, firmly grasped Ichigo Kurosaki's head in the palm of his hand.
Followed closely.

It was Kenpachi Zaraki's severely burned face, now filled with ecstasy.

"You are quite capable!!!"

I thought it was just a boring crusade.

But if the opponent is so powerful, then it’s a completely different matter.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you're such a good fighter? This way we could have more fun!"

The blindfold covering his face fell off along with the laughter, revealing a tiny mouth on it, which was a small microorganism used to absorb spiritual pressure.

The means that Kenpachi Zaraki used to suppress his murderous intent and strength were all released at this moment.

He held Ichigo Kurosaki's head with his left hand, and swung his Zanpakutō in his right hand like an execution, instantly cutting open his opponent's chest.

Blood splattered and gushed out.

It splashed on Kenpachi Zaraki's face, making his hideous features even more terrifying.

But the expected scream did not come.

The cut open flesh and blood squirmed like maggots, and after a pause of just a breath, it quickly stuck together and stuck back together.

"?!"

Super fast regeneration?
All these meaningless little tricks!
He turned his right hand, exuding a golden aura of spiritual pressure, and swung Kenpachi Zaraki's sword upwards.

He was about to chop the opponent's head in half, but was dodged by his sideways movement and ended up cutting half of the body instead.

Despite such deep injuries that could be seen to the bone, Ichigo Kurosaki seemed to be unaffected by it. He simply reached out and grabbed Kenpachi Zaraki's neck.

It was as if both sides had reached a consensus in an instant, and at this moment they let out inhuman roars.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

It's like two wild beasts biting, entangled and fighting!

There was no means of defense at all, and the Zanpakuto of both sides slashed down fiercely, leaving horrible wounds on the opponent's body. The figures of the two tumbled in the air and fell, stirring up the entire ruins again.

The golden and black-red spiritual pressure intertwined together without distinction, but they were unable to render each other's colors at all, but continued to collide and collide with each other!
Such a reckless act was so exaggerated that it seemed as if the entire Soul Society was to be destroyed.

"Gahhahaha! That's great. Hey! Your name is Kurosaki Ichigo, right?!"

An opponent who can fight with me to this extent.

It's worth remembering.

The continuous clashes and killings tended to intensify in the end.

The size of the two parties is totally disproportionate.

But even so, the boy still took the initiative to close the distance.

After enduring a blow that was enough to kill an ordinary person, Ichigo Kurosaki approached and got to the closest distance.

As if he knew what the other person was thinking, Kenpachi Zaraki's smile became cruel and complacent.

"Are you going to use something like that again?"

A concentrated slash of spiritual pressure.

Although it is indeed very painful, if you want to completely defeat yourself...

This alone is not enough.

Thinking that if he got close enough, he could hurt Kenpachi Zaraki with this thing? What a naive judgment.

“I’m almost getting used to it.”

To enjoy the fun of fighting.

Every time I force myself to suppress my instincts and make my strength equal to others, I can barely experience a little pleasure.

Over time.

The body is like a rusted machine, and will eventually become dull and clumsy.

But this is not an irreversible process after all. Under constant stimulation, in this urgent situation of life and death.

Instinct will lead the body to wake up, and extend the fangs step by step.

"If it takes any longer..."

In the distance, Yachiru was half squatting, staring straight at the two people in the distance.

"That's Jian-chan's victory."

However, as soon as the words fell, almost in the next moment.

Kurosaki Ichigo opened his mouth.

Click.

The spirit particles in the air were violently grabbed and taken away.

The dark red light stream flashed in the air like thunder, constantly moving and shaking, until a pitch-black ball condensed in front of the mouth.

This is the essence that occupies the other half of Ichigo Kurosaki's soul and controls different powers.

The tactics designed by Arima Shizuya are quite simple and unpretentious.

Relying on Xu's recovery ability, he filled and recovered from the fatal injuries, and then used the unskilled Crescent Moon Sky Strike to paralyze the opponent.

"After all, Quincy is better at using high-precision spiritual pressure."

As for yourself?

Naturally, you have to take out your best weapon to decide the outcome with one strike.

This is the trump card.

False flash.

A huge sense of crisis suddenly surged into his heart, causing Kenpachi Zaraki's expression to change involuntarily.

Although I don't understand what this method is, my intuition tells me.

He can’t stop this thing now.

He had to dodge - but Kurosaki Ichigo's left hand had already grabbed his shoulder, like a steel clamp, so firm that it made his scalp tingle.

Kenpachi Zaraki realized at this moment.

"You guy..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Amidst a buzzing sound that seemed to tear the entire space apart, a black and red beam of light pierced through Kenpachi Zaraki's chest.

It is like a comet streaking across the sky, showing unparalleled light and heat.

The blood had already coagulated and dried before it gushed out.

The wound was burned by the high heat... and lost its function in an instant.

His physical condition is critical. Even someone like Kenpachi Zaraki can only end up with blurred consciousness at this moment.

"..."

I couldn't utter a word.

The captain of the 11th Squadron loosened his right hand that was grasping the opponent's neck, and his body fell limply from the sky and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

Standing in the sky, Ichigo Kurosaki, who was almost completely exhausted, did not continue to chase.

He simply raised his right hand in silence—and then, among the smoke-filled ruins, Zan Yue broke through the air and returned to his hand.

He could have taken advantage of the victory and pursued the enemy, but at this moment he just turned around and left.

Ichigo Kurosaki's figure flashed with black and red streaks, depicting a strange scene that was rarely seen in a thousand years in the sky above the Soul Society.

Between the ruins.

Yachiru's figure flashed forward.

She picked and chose for a while, and finally saw Kenpachi Zaraki, who was dying and his body had turned charcoal color.

He half-crouched, showing no resentment or distress over his captain's defeat.

The pink-haired little girl showed a very hearty smile.

"You lost, Ken-chan."

"..."

"How much can we refer to this experience?"

"..."

"Ah, looks like we have to go to the 4th Division this time!"

"..."

I didn't even have the strength to speak.

But even so.

The right hand was still able to rely on its own perseverance to raise the blade in the palm above the head.

Failure is memorable, but it is definitely not a reason to give up.

Quite the opposite, even.

The long-lost blood finally began to boil again.

I’m really looking forward to it...When will the next time we fight?

The battle seemed to be coming to an end.

But when Kurosaki Ichigo left, he actually didn't go very far.

It only traveled two blocks before the milky white shell lingering around it dissipated in the air like snowflakes.

Kurosaki Ichigo, who looked exhausted, could barely take two steps. He didn't even have the strength to breathe, and he fell to the ground...

Passed out.

After a pause of about a few breaths, a figure flashed on the street, and a small black figure landed beside him.

It was Yoruichi Shihouin who had transformed into a cat.

"Really..."

"I can even defeat that Zaraki Kenpachi."

"Even I don't know what to say to you."

I was clearly told to just run away if I met a captain-level character, but in the end I still ended up in such a situation.

All I can say is that plans cannot keep up with changes.

And compared to these things, what Ye Yi cares about more now are other things.

The power just now.

It's virtual.

It seems that the "accident" that happened decades ago still has a profound impact today.

At the same time, what confused Ye Yi even more was...

Why could she feel the aura of Arima Shizuya on Ichigo Kurosaki?
Although she was a witness to the present day, Yoruichi did not have the research awareness of Boss Urahara, so it was difficult for her to connect these things.

Can't find the answer.

But now that things have come to this, it is better to transfer Ichigo Kurosaki away first and let him recover faster.

"It is only when you have mastered the Shikai that you can display this level of power."

"Then let's go one step further."

“If I can master Bankai…”

perhaps.

This kid, is it really possible for him to defeat a captain-level figure head-on?
(End of this chapter)