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

Chapter 293 292: Sing my name once again!
Zanpakuto, Ichimonji.

It usually looks like a giant brush, and can use it to cast spells similar to ghost magic.

For example, writing the word "隐" on the Soul King Palace can conceal it, and writing "封" can create an impenetrable barrier... As the ultimate means of Hyoshubu Ichibei, its power is so exaggerated that it has reached the level of Soul King.

At this moment, as the general swung his blade, the air in front of him seemed to be stained with thick black ink.

It was stained and eroded in an instant, leaving a trace of thick ink and color!

"what is that?"

In this situation, even Aizen Sosuke couldn't help but feel strange.

Because he could clearly feel... the spiritual pressure that was originally still vivid and active, now seemed to be receding like the tide.

It began to gradually dissipate until it finally disappeared completely.

What's happening here?
As we all know, Reiatsu itself is the symbol of the existence of the god of death... no, it is the symbol of the existence of a powerful person.

There is no doubt about the strength of Hyoshubu Ichibei. As the captain of Squad Zero, this guy should be even stronger than the previous Four Divine Generals!
But the feeling of dissipation of spiritual pressure that appeared at this moment made Aizen Sosuke's heart ring with alarm.

Since things are abnormal, there must be something wrong.

Although Arima Shizuka beside him had similar "psychological preparation", he couldn't help but frown when he experienced it personally.

Things are starting to get troublesome...

"Hahaha, do you find it weird? Two invaders!"

A meaningless laugh came out of his mouth, and the pupils in Hyoshubu Ichibei's eyes had disappeared.

Only the whites of the eyes were left. This extremely strange situation highlighted an inhuman feeling.

"When my Zanpakutō is released, the tip of the brush will change into the shape of a blade."

"Not only will the opponent not be able to feel anything resembling spiritual pressure, and not be able to tell whether it is a blade or a brush, it will also make you feel strange... Can this kind of thing really hurt people?"

Actively expose this information.

From a strategic point of view, this is definitely a stupid move...but on the other hand, it also means that the other party has absolute confidence.

It was as if he had already determined his victory in his heart, showing a kind of cat-playing-with-mouse feeling.

"..."

The prison master was so full of nonsense that he couldn't help but choke for a moment.

——Be careful.

Even though I wanted to explain it this way.

But before Arima Shizuya and Aizen Sosuke could react...the figure of Hyoshubu had already arrived in front of them.

"What are you still hesitating about? Didn't you come here just to fight with us?"

So fast!

It was even exaggerated to an unexpected degree... Was this guy hiding his abilities before?!
Without further ado, the Hyoshubu waved the Ichimonji in his hand from top to bottom...

The sharp 'pen tip' cut through everything.

It was like a brush soaked in ink, leaving a clear mark in the air and staining the air with all the ink...

Half of Aizen Sosuke's body was completely dyed black.

"...!!!"

what is this?
Strength, spiritual pressure, thoughts, and even one's own perception.

At this moment, it was as if everything was suddenly cut in half, leaving Aizen with no time to react in any meaningful way.

It was as if he lost half of his body in an instant.

Such a strong and abrupt imbalance and dislocation almost made Aizen Sosuke fall into an uncontrollable rigid time in an instant...

He only had time to open his mouth slightly before Aizen Sosuke completely lost his 'ability to resist'.

He could only watch as Bingzhubu turned around lightly, raised his leg, and then kicked him hard in the chest.

bump! ! !
It's hard to imagine that this is the dull echo that can be produced by the collision between human bodies.

Aizen Sosuke's body became a kite with a broken string, falling from the sky as if he had lost control of his own body.

——I can’t just leave like this.

Because Arima Jing is still there!

However, this sentence could no longer be said no matter what.

Aizen Sosuke's body was stained with ink. He fell from the sky in a miserable state, and finally crashed heavily into the palace under the Soul King Palace.

Hyoshubu Ichibei raised one hand slightly and placed it between his brows to act as a shield, and his tone was extremely high.

"Oh! It flew very far! It seems that my legs haven't lost their strength either~"

"Hahaha! Now that you've lost your name, you've forgotten even the ways of the ghosts and how to use your spiritual power, right?"

"It's like putting the soul of an ant into the body of an elephant. How can this maddening feeling of dislocation make people capable of resistance?"

So, then.

"The only one left is you, Arima Shizuya."

Looking at the opponent's blade pointing horizontally at him, Arima Shizuya's face also became solemn at this moment.

This is the ability of Hyoshubu Ichibei, and it is also his most difficult point.

Not a single word can cut the body, only the 'name' is cut off.

Aizen Sosuke was slashed in the body before he could dodge.

Although he did not end up with his skin torn apart, the price he paid was that his name, body, and heart had all been completely dissected.

Only half of the things are left, and it seems that there is still room for people to resist.

But that is not the case...

Simple example.

Two combatants were fighting in front of the battle formation, and one of them succeeded in cutting off the other's arm.

Can the injured person remain calm and make the most correct and fierce counterattack with his remaining body?
The answer is naturally no.

Pain, incompleteness, nerve spasms... The structure of the human body is so complex that the natural part cannot be directly converted into something like HP for measurement.

The sudden loss of parts and organs will only reduce a person's combat effectiveness and destroy their fighting spirit at the fastest speed.

In the original work, Yhwach may not have this kind of "trouble".

That's because the founder of the Quincy was an incomplete person from the very beginning... If everything he had was obtained through plunder, then it was lost and abandoned again.

What kind of 'pressure' is there?

Thoughts were tumbling in his mind, and Arima Shizuya's expression became extremely solemn at this moment.

have to say.

Hyoshubu Ichibei's ability only 'fails' on Yhwach, but for others, such power...

It is definitely a well-deserved 'enemy'.

Arima Shizuka swallowed a little nervously and was about to say something.

The monk with eyes had already rushed forward and was about to kill him!
He wanted to dodge, but the opponent's speed was definitely not slower than his own... He couldn't resist with his body, so Arima Shizuka had no choice but to draw his sword.

bump! ! !
Although they are just brushes, when they collide, there is a violent buzzing sound like the collision of metal and iron.

"Hey!"

The Hyōshubu's offensive was continuous. He waved the Ichimonji in his hand and attacked fiercely as if he wanted to kill the enemy.

Under such circumstances, Arima Shizuka could only keep blocking and retreating.

Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
While grinning, Arima Shizuka watched the pitch-black ink splashing and waving in the air until it became sticky to the Zanpakutō in his hand in pieces of varying sizes.

Seeing this scene, Arima Shizuya couldn't help but frown. If this continues...

"Haha! You can't hear me anymore, right? Arima Shizuya!"

A heavy blow came from the head, the two sides collided violently, and then separated in an instant.

Arima Shizuka also waved her sore wrist, looking at the Zanpakuto in her hand that had turned black and white, and her expression became extremely ugly.

"Is the name of your Zanpakuto, the voice of your Zanpakuto, still in your body? Can you still hear the other party's call now?"

It can't be done.

He put his right hand to his ear, pretending to listen. The bad character of the Hyojobu was fully revealed at this moment.

"Although it is extremely powerful, it is still a creation of the God of Death after all."

"If you collide with my Ichimonji, your Zanpakutō will gradually lose its name."

"Yes, just like what I did to you before... the name is power, the name is essence!"

Waving the Ichimonji, Hyoshubu kept grinning.

"Without the name, this is just a meaningless shallow strike! Without that level of power, how can you compare with me with such basic strength?!"

Cut down, name.

Arima Shizuka could also feel a barrier between herself and the sword spirit. Although she was aware of the other party's existence, in this situation...

He wanted to call upon the power of his Zanpakutō again, but it was something he could no longer do!
What should I do if I don’t have the ability?!

While my thoughts were wandering, the monk with eyes attacked again.

"What's wrong?! You're not going to fight back? Arima Shizuya, if that's all you have to offer..."

Turn sideways and move.

The broad body shows an unexpected agility!
The figure of Hyoshubu Ichibei flashed beside him. In this delicate blind spot, even when Arima Shizuka wanted to return to defend... it was too late.

Got it.

"Then I will cut you into pieces."

hiss……

The brush fell.

The rich and deep ink completely dyed Arima Shizuya's left hand.

Deeply feeling that his body was gradually getting colder and he was losing consciousness, Arima Shizuya's left hand also fell down helplessly at this moment.

"..."

Feel nothing.

It is clearly still your own body, and you can still "see" it. The other person is still a part of you.

But at this moment, Arima Shizuya was completely unable to feel any of this... It was as if this so-called "limb" was just a strange parasite attached to his body.

"What's up, Arima Shizuya!"

"It must be hard to gradually lose the feeling in your left hand!"

"This limb is no longer a part of you. It has been stripped of its name and meaning. It no longer has the function of a limb, and there will be no blood flowing through it."

It will just rot slowly and gradually.

Until it disappears completely and is said to be forgotten.

"Oh, sorry."

"Is it a bit too profound to tell you these things now?"

"After all... in a short while, I will 'cut your body into pieces' until you become a completely defenseless and pathetic thing!"

Arima Shizuya frowned and did not respond at this moment.

The power of Ichimonji far exceeded his expectations.

The Eye Monk's methods are worthy of the name of the original god of death... The opponent's level of authority is totally beyond the reach of Arima Shizuka at this stage.

So what should we do now?

There has been no movement from the prison master since he fell. If my guess is correct, he should have been controlled by now.

On my side...

He does not have an advantage in terms of speed, and now he has lost the power of his Zanpakutō and the support of his left hand.

Even if she wanted to fight to the death, Arima Jing probably didn't have the corresponding "capital" at the moment.

Literally the end of the road.

"How painful it is, Arima Shizuya. If living is already so painful, why not just give up resistance and surrender as soon as possible?"

This is my one word.

"It will set you free."

Without his Zanpakutō and losing his left hand, even Aizen Sosuke was hit and fell.

It literally means "all the cards are out".

As for the current situation, it seems to be "despair" in the literal sense? !
Is there any solution?

At this moment, in the moment of self-examination, a piece of thick ink was waved and splashed towards Arima Shizuya's face.

Without leaving any room for maneuver, the next step was to strip Arima Shizuya's name and take it away, leaving no hope at all.

And at this moment, Arima Shizuka seemed to have realized something, and her eyes flickered for a moment.

Memories of the past flooded into her mind. As a backup plan, Arima Shizuka also launched a final counterattack in such a desperate situation.

His lips trembled for a moment, and then... short and cold words slowly came out of his mouth.

Simulate liberation.

"A catastrophe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the world in front of Arima Shizuya became a familiar distortion, and thousands of roads appeared, allowing him to see countless futures.

coming!

Long before Arima Shizuya's Bankai was blocked and he was unable to release his Zanpakutō, he tried to conduct unique research on his Zanpakutō.

It is not Bankai, but a completely different ability is stimulated by giving another name.

bump!
The invisible barrier was directly shattered!

The sword spirit of 'Wuming' roared and stood behind Arima Shizuya once again.

The name does mean power, identity, and a symbol of everything that exists.

but……

This is an applause between souls and a symbol of the mutual understanding between the two.

Things like names...

“If only we could recreate it!”

Unlike her previous petite figure, the woman that appeared at this moment was tall and proud. She floated beside Arima Shizuya, looking down at the powerful enemy in the distance.

His Zanpakutō is always by his side.

Therefore...

Sing my name once more.

"Sagara Dragon!"

(End of this chapter)