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

Chapter 34: Eat your own tail, Gongyi

What is Zanpakuto?
You Ma Jing has thought about this question several times and tried to summarize it.

The answer has never changed.

It is like a mirror, capturing the will deep inside the heart of the god of death, the hidden soul and the truth, and reflecting them.

'Find the other side of yourself.'

'Make contact, talk.'

"After that... you can try to accept yourself, the one who is not so likable."

The procedure is not complicated, after all, this is what the so-called Shikai is.

Reflect, summarize, and reconcile with your own heart... Although it is a difficult and impossible task for many team members.

But any Shinigami who serves as deputy captain or chief officer has more or less mastered the power of this stage.

Arima Shizuya's spiritual pressure has reached the level of seventh-grade spiritual power.

This means that the boy has met the hard requirements - he has enough reserves and good physical strength to cope with further challenges.

But that's the problem.

At that confusing crossroads, Arima Shizuka wandered for an unknown amount of time, but never saw the "thing of his heart".

Is there something I haven't done well enough?

Or is the other party hinting at something, saying that Arima Jing also has some shortcomings, so she is unwilling to show up?

What's worse, is it that deep down in my subconscious I am actually a person with a very bad taste and I just want to embarrass myself?

All kinds of thoughts swirled in her mind, making Arima Shizuka feel really annoyed for a long time.

And at this moment, in this split second of pause.

Arima Shizuka finally caught this once-in-a-lifetime inspiration and understood its original meaning.

The crossroads was not a maze designed to trap him.

Rather, it is a container, an illusion of Arima Shizuya, and also the location of his true appearance.

In other words, he was not rejected, but was standing on the answer from the very beginning without knowing it.

Continuously looping, lingering. Repeating this seemingly meaningless behavior over and over again...

Just like the dreams that Arima Shizuya had been experiencing these days.

Yes.

Your name is...

"Eat your own tail, Yugi."

I quietly chanted the name of the knife in my heart.

The power hidden in Arima Shizuya's heart also began to flow at this moment and began to surge in his chest.

However, the process of releasing the Zanpakutō was unexpectedly smooth...

It can even be described as 'calm'.

It was as if he had just thrown a joke stone into an ancient lake a hundred meters deep.

The rippling water and the shaking waves were soon dissipated until it returned to its deep and dead silence.

Something has changed.

And it seems that something remains unchanged.

Kenpachi Kiyomizu seemed to sense something, and his brows frowned unconsciously, but he did not make any other more specific reaction.

It doesn't matter, it's just as weak as the flapping of a mosquito's wings.

There is no threat to me at all.

Gui Yancheng has always trusted his intuition. After all, it was by relying on this method that he was able to sit on the position of captain today.

And that's exactly what happened.

Kiyomizu's Zanpakutō swung down fiercely.

The spiritual power was as strong as an abyss, tearing the wind apart... and it hit Ma Jingye right in the face - it should have been like this.

But the other party used a strange method to react and seemed to be able to strike first.

Arima Shizuka also pulled out the Zanpakutō in his hand horizontally, holding it just in front of him. Ding!!!
The sharp sound made by the collision of iron objects is always difficult to adapt to.

The same is true for Guiyan City.

He clicked his tongue subconsciously, obviously not satisfied with the result.

After all, I originally wanted to split the other person in half like a watermelon.

But not only did I fail to do it, I also felt that the feel of the hand was quite strange.

He could feel that his attacks were not hitting the target he was aiming for.

No.

It’s better to say... the position of this guy’s parry is too exquisite, and it happens to be the weak point of this force.

Is it occasionally?

After all, although the sissy in front of him managed to withstand his attack, her expression was also a little depressed.

It's not a trick, and there's nothing fancy about it.

The attack was indeed effective, but the effect was far less than expected.

The problem then becomes simple and straightforward - if you have decided to crush a bug to death, it doesn't matter whether you do it two or three times.

The result will not change.

Gui Yancheng, who noticed this, did not hesitate. The moment he slightly raised the blade, his left leg had already swept towards Arima Jing along his half-turned waist.

There is no way to retreat, and there is no way to avoid it.

At this critical moment, Arima Shizuka just pursed her lips and made a fairly standard curling posture.

The calves were like whips, whistling and dancing like a hurricane.

The leg hit Ma Jingye's waist in the middle, kicking the boy up like a toy and hitting the ceiling above his head hard.

The back was attached to a wooden structure, and the force could not be absorbed, so the whole person was squeezed between the boards uncontrollably.

Arima Shizuya's face was twisted into a ball, and she could feel a sharp pain coming from her waist...it seemed that even her ribs were injured.

The attack was still effective, but Gui Yancheng's expression became more and more impatient.

Used to hacking and killing, street fighting.

Gui Yancheng is just like a butcher cutting up an ox, able to clearly distinguish whether his attack is indeed effective.

At this moment, he felt even more strange - he felt as if he had kicked a ball of cotton, and had a feeling of being powerless and having nowhere to go.

The first time was an accident, the second time will definitely not be a coincidence.

So what did the other party do?
"Smelly brat."

The existing information is not enough to distinguish this information, and Gui Yancheng is not good at thinking... After a brief hesitation, he has made a decisive decision.

No matter what, it's always right to kill the person first.

Next hit.

There will absolutely be no possibility of failure or deviation.

Using the burst of spiritual pressure, he completely crushed this annoying bug in one breath.

On Arima Shizuya's side, his thoughts were constantly diverging and spreading, as if he had entered some mysterious state.

So much so that the person concerned temporarily ignores the physical pain.

'The situation has changed. The rib injury will affect my movements.'

"We need to make some adjustments..."

An unknown light flickered in Arima Shizuya's pupils.

Now in his vision, the world has lost its original colors and turned into simple black and white.

Strong yet simple color contrast can filter out redundant information, allowing your attention to be focused where it should be.

Arima Shizuka also saw it.