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

Chapter 270 269: Will Win
The air was pulled by the movement and began to roll back, rushing towards the center.

It was as if Kurosaki Ichigo had completely shattered the space, shortening the concept called 'distance' in an instant.

Just in the blink of an eye.

The masked boy rushed in front of Grimmjow.

The speed has reached an incredible level.

Even before the pores on his body tightened, his heartbeat quickened, and his brain reacted... Kurosaki Ichigo had already raised Tensa Zangetsu above his head.

Raise your left hand slightly and place it on the handle.

The pupils hidden behind the mask were slightly yellow, and the dark black spots of light showed no trace of sadness or joy. All that remained was a beast-like indifference.

hiss……

Just like cloth being torn apart easily, black and red electric light flashed and emerged, distorting the surrounding space and causing it to shatter.

Crescent moon in the sky.

There is no such impetuousness and roar as before.

What remains at this moment, apart from the indifference that is enough to attract people's attention, is only absolute calmness.

Grimmjow's pupils dilated slightly. Considering the Leopard King's level, it was hard for him to understand why the other party would have such a change in strength in a short period of time.

"Varied……"

The words have not yet fallen.

Tensuo Zangetsu swung down lightly, bringing with it a powerful sense of spiritual pressure, like a surging river, swallowing him up in an instant.

As the most primitive of the three realms, the concentration of spirit particles is second only to the Palace of the Spirit King... The power that erupts here is naturally the closest to the 'original appearance'.

Grimmjow's body disappeared in the surging energy ball.

The strong wind that arose at this moment spread in all directions, causing everyone present to raise their hands to cover their faces, revealing expressions of surprise.

Nilu looked at the chaos in the sky with trembling hands, and even her voice seemed to tremble uncontrollably.

"Ichigo, are you really that powerful?"

"No, it's a little different..."

Chad Taitora, who spoke, had an unusually solemn expression on his face, his gaze fixed on the young man's back. At this moment, he felt that the other person seemed a little strange.

So, where does the feeling of strangeness come from?
"The Ichigo before shouldn't be like this..."

Protected by two subordinate officers, Nilu held her head in her hands, with an expression of fear and curiosity on her face.

"What...what do you mean?"

It seemed difficult for the tongue-tied Yasutora Chatari to describe such abstract things. He choked for a while, until he finally seemed to have found the key point.

"Ichigo's attack methods shouldn't be so restrained."

As we all know, for real "number freaks", fancy things will only hinder others from performing normally.

Therefore, since his debut, the power that Ichigo Kurosaki has mastered are various forms of Getsuga Tensho.

The difference between small, medium, large and extra large cups...

In essence, this form of attack is not the usual method of the god of death.

It is a typical attack method of the Quincy - extracting, condensing, and concentrating spiritual energy, and finally carrying out "targeted blasting" on the enemy in a manner similar to an explosion.

It was an intuitive and simple fighting method, but it was also a fighting method that could make the most of one's own strengths and thus transform spiritual pressure into one's own strength.

Condensation, collision, explosion.

This has been the case in all the battles so far.

However, the scene at this moment is completely different... It is visible to the naked eye that the energy ball waved by Kurosaki Ichigo actually shows a tendency to be restrained at this moment.

There was no explosion.

Instead, it turned into something like a black hole, sucking the surrounding air back toward the center!
What is this?! What kind of power is this? To be honest... this is not the Kurosaki Ichigo that Chad Yasutora knows.

It is hard to imagine what kind of training the other party has gone through during this period of time.

"Ichigo..."

Under the gazes of everyone, Ichigo Kurosaki just stood there, staring calmly and indifferently at the ball of energy in front of him.

With the naked eye, turbulent flows can be seen rolling and colliding in a limited space.

Just like a nuclear reactor in constant and intense motion, one can sense the heaviness of the "power" simply by visually capturing it.

Grimmjow's body had completely disappeared. Nelue's mouth opened slightly, and her voice began to tremble uncontrollably.

"What on earth is going to happen here..."

Grimmjow is ranked No. 6 among the Ten Espada. This number itself means power and status.

Even in the chaotic and fearful Hueco Mundo, the opponent was still able to rely on his own strength to stand among the ten powerful men.

For Nel, who has lost her memory and power, her existence itself is enough to be feared.

And now, Ichigo Kurosaki seems to be able to defeat his opponent quite easily?

What was wrong here? Nilu felt that her little brain was no longer enough.

As their thoughts raced, everyone could only hear a hoarse roar coming from inside.

It was as if a sharp thorn had pierced through a barrier, revealing its 'true appearance' in an instant. The irritability and anger contained in it were self-evident.

Chad Taitora's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously opened his arms, protecting Nilu and others beside him behind him.

The arms of the giant and the devil appeared. Although they did not produce spiritual pressure as heavy as that of Kurosaki Ichigo, they were enough to withstand such power.

"asshole!!!"

boom! ! !
The ball of energy expanded in an instant to its limit, and then collapsed in the next moment.

The violent explosion and energy overflow made everyone feel top-heavy... and at the same time, a disheveled figure emerged from it.

It's Grimmjow.

It has entered the state of returning to the blade.

However, his disheveled appearance and the wounds all over his body were enough to let people know his miserable situation.

The originally pure white armor became shattered, the long blue hair was cut off, and the entire right hand was broken in a twisted direction.

Cold sweat, heavy breathing, and slightly narrowed eyes.

All these current situations indicate that the other party is close to exhaustion.

"Kurosaki...Ichigo!"

There was an obvious sense of weakness in the roar, and Grimmjow, whose one eye was already blurry, roared and tried to rush forward.

The orange-haired boy just raised his right hand calmly.

On the slightly curled fist, the index finger was erected, pointing towards the front of the body.

The black light source gathered and took shape in the blink of an eye as the spirit particles condensed, and finally turned into a chaotic singularity that distorted the air.

Just at the moment of witnessing it, everyone present showed an expression of extreme surprise.

Because it's not just the aura that's manifested from the other person, but even the energy cluster gathered in front of him at this moment, is giving people an extremely familiar and strong sense of familiarity.

That is……

False flash.

And it’s not the ordinary level.

Grimmjow could feel his entire body emitting sharp alarm sounds. He subconsciously tensed his body, and his original intention to rush forward was abruptly reversed.

Shifted into a defensive posture.

Even though this was the most appropriate way to deal with the situation, the ending would not change because of this level of action.

The ball of light in Ichigo Kurosaki's hand emitted a buzzing sound.

A dull explosion sounded in an instant, as if tearing through the shackles of space, in the blink of an eye...

It pierced through Grimmjow's body. It penetrated the armor on his two arms, and only paused for a moment at the strongest chest before completely penetrating it.

It was as if a piece of paper was torn into pieces and pierced through easily.

With this understated action, the gear called time felt blocked for a moment.

Grimmjow had a hard time comprehending what was happening to him.

Why did this guy become so strong?

Why am I so weak that I can't even block a flash?

My mind seemed to have turned into a mess, with anger, resentment, humiliation, and memories of the past all flooding into my mind.

He had devoured his companions who had once walked side by side with him, and stepped on their corpses to reach his current state step by step.

Arrogance is indeed Grimmjow's character, but this confidence is also based on strength.

Because only the weak will be eliminated, the other companions took this into consideration and finally gave up the right to survive.

but……

What did this kid sacrifice?
Time? Companions? Or something deeper?
I simply cannot see or accept such consequences.

The anger surging in my chest was like a skinny arm, constantly dragging my spine, climbing up from my stomach and chest to my throat.

He clenched his throat tightly in his hands and used all his strength to twist it into a shape that could express his inner thoughts.

Cough...Puff!

Dark red blood gushed out of his mouth, his expression weak, and Grimmjow fell from the air.

It is like a kite with a broken string, in extreme disarray, bringing with it an extremely strong sense of desolation.

But this does not mean that the other party will give up.

His left hand was raised stubbornly.

A black turbulence began to surge, and with a twisted smile on his face, Grimmjow's voice was filled with hysteria.

"I won't just...give up like that!"

"is it?"

The only response was a flat hum.

as well as……

Kurosaki Ichigo moved downwards once more.

Raging torrents appeared one after another, like arrows breaking through the air, piercing through Grimmjow's body almost without any order.

"...!!!"

In the distance, Nilu couldn't help but cover her head with her hands and closed her eyes.

What a cruel scene, it is simply a one-sided execution.

"puff……"

The body of the Leopard King fell heavily and hit the desert, leaving blood all over the ground.

His mouth, which had originally been able to say some harsh words, could now only open and close with difficulty, without any trace of toughness left.

His eyes drooped slightly, as if he felt the fatigue deep in his bones, and his lips trembled slightly.

In the end, it was as if he had blacked out and lost consciousness.

Looking calmly at the figure falling to the ground, Ichigo Kurosaki's expression showed no sadness or joy. He just glanced away and then looked away.

"Chadu, please take care of this guy..."

Xu's vitality is extraordinary.

If it were an ordinary person, this would obviously be enough to kill him. But for the Espada, there was still a trace of confidence, which was the opponent's current situation.

The method was a bit cruel, and it was definitely not what Ichigo Kurosaki intended.

But just as he said before, at this point, he no longer has any extra time to bother.

Excess kindness can only bring unnecessary trouble - the boy's nature is still kind, but under the influence of Arima Shizuya, he also understands that gentleness has its limits.

If the Buddha kept smiling, he would naturally not have the majesty of a wrathful Vajra.

To solve the problem as quickly as possible, then...

Then go to help Ishida Uryu.

After saying these words, Ichigo Kurosaki turned his head without any pause and headed towards the direction where the spiritual pressure appeared.

Run away.

……

The various signs happening in the Hueco Mundo are unknown to outsiders.

Only Arima Shizuya, who was walking in the black cavity, seemed to sense something. He suddenly stopped and looked behind him.

Gin Ichimaru, who was standing nearby, noticed this abnormality and stopped as well.

"What's wrong."

Arima Shizuya pondered for a moment, then chuckled.

"Nothing, I just suddenly felt a little emotional."

Although there were some twists and turns, the gloomy and introverted boy still found some of the true strength in his heart under the guidance of Arima Shizuya.

Different from the original line.

The power of the hollow took the dominant position at this moment, allowing Ichigo Kurosaki to exert a strength far beyond his original level.

As for how far he can go this time?
That was not something that Arima Jing could control - after all, for him right now, resolving the imminent crisis was what he needed to care about most.

"..."

Gin Ichimaru seemed to have gotten used to the other party's habit of speaking half of his words. He shrugged lightly and brought the topic back to the present.

"By the way, Captain Arima, are you sure?"

"What aspect are you referring to?"

You're asking even though you already know the answer.

"Of course it's about this behavior."

With his hands folded in front of his chest, there was a hint of subtle solemnity in Ichimaru Gin's tone.

"Is it really okay to face Captain Yamamoto?"

——The Shura a thousand years ago, the pillar a thousand years later.

Its existence itself is the history of Seireitei. It is like the backbone of the group of Shinigami. Just by standing there, it can give people a considerable degree of morale boost.

As a companion, he makes people feel at ease, but as an opponent, he makes people feel daunted.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Putting this description in the present moment, it is the most appropriate statement.

Ichimaru Gin's words also attracted other people's attention. Many eyes were focused on him, making the person involved ponder at this moment.

Want an answer.

but……

"Here we are."

As Aizen's whispers died down, the black cavity slowly expanded, revealing a corner of azure blue.

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in any further discussion or negotiation.

Therefore, Arima Shizuka also chose the shortest response.

"Don't worry, you will win."

(End of this chapter)