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

Chapter 341 350: You are old
Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni slowly raised the blade in his hand.

Yuhabach's astonishment, unwillingness, and anger emerged one by one at this moment, blending together and appearing on his face.

Such a scene, such an expression.

At this moment, Yamamoto's eyes fell into a state almost like a trance.

How familiar...

Fragments of experiences from a thousand years ago emerged at this moment, and the two figures overlapped and merged...

There is hardly any change.

Yes.

This degree of similarity is as if this tyrant named Youhabach has not made any progress in these thousand years and has no idea what "progress" means.

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A little, a bit worrying.

But he simply couldn't wait to get to the bottom of it, because at this moment, for Yamamoto, it was the moment when "the arrow was on the string and had to be shot."

The nerves originating from intuition were being stimulated and pricked one after another.

This caused Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni to feel an extremely distorted sense of "dislocation".

It was as if something had been ignored and missed in his mind. This subtle feeling made the old man frown.

But I was unable to delve further into it.

The focus remains on the present.

If we cannot end Yhwach's life, how can we mourn the lives that have been sacrificed so far and the many Death Gods who have died in battle?
Carrying everything.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who was tasked with seeking "justice" for the dead.

At this moment, we must fulfill our responsibilities! ! !
He took a step forward, as if to encourage himself, or more like using a short breathing cycle to complete the accumulation of strength in his body at this moment...

At this moment, a visible "aura" began to rise from Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's body.

If murderous intent could be transformed into physical form.

What appeared before everyone at this moment was a Shura who seemed to have struggled and crawled out of the Nine Nether Prison...

There is no doubt that this is the enemy of all living beings.

The black guy who was originally talking big and wanted to help Yhwach, now couldn't even breathe.

It's not a description, it's a fact...

Because even Arima Shizuka was uncontrollably sweating profusely at this moment.

Although he was not the targeted person, the murderous intent that permeated the air seemed to make the entire world shrink and become insignificant.

But it actually affects everything around it.

No one was spared.

So this is the true power of the captain? Even according to the other party's words...

This is the level after he has reached a higher level... With a monster of such power, it is no wonder that Yhwach was defeated a thousand years ago.

The next moment when thoughts come to a halt.

Yamamoto's figure flashed and rushed forward.

His momentum was surging, like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head, causing Yhwach to grit his teeth...

Subconsciously, I wanted to fight back, I wanted to react! I wanted to make myself less embarrassed... to be able to fight against this power!

But, it can't be done.

“Gu…Ah!!!”

The fear in his heart was like a swarm of reptiles, constantly twisting and climbing until it filled Yhwach's heart.

Unable to bear more emotions and thoughts.

The ancestor of the Quincy, who was on the verge of collapse at this moment, finally let out a shrill cry.

“Yamamoto!!!”

The remaining fire sword, the north, the world turned to ashes.

The slashing blow is released at an extremely fast speed from a very long distance, and everything touched by the slashing blow will be reduced to ashes.

tread……

Accompanied by a light footsteps sound, the next moment, the old man suddenly flashed in front of him and swung the blade in his hand lightly.

At this moment, the world fell into a brief silence.

It was as if the sound, the light, and everything were poured into such a simple wave.

The blade cut off Yhwach's right shoulder...

The Zanka-dachi was like a hot blade cutting through butter. It cut through and penetrated Yhwach's entire body with ease and without any hindrance, cutting off half of his body!

The blade slid down from the side of the waist, tearing open the flesh, but there was not a single stain of blood on it.

And destroy the master's ancestor.

At this moment, he just stared blankly at the 'enemy' in front of him.

He could no longer make the slightest sound, as his internal organs had been damaged and severely burned in an instant, and no longer had any function.

A ray of light flickered and split his body in two, crawling inside him.

Yhwach's eyes began to dim, his lips turned pale, and he trembled as he tried to utter a few short words...

But even if it's just your behavior, it's almost like a "luxury" for him at this moment.

This is what true evil is.

Taking people's lives silently, easily and wantonly...

It was as if his behavior was just an everyday act, and he had no mercy at all for the deceased.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's cold eyes.

It was only at this last moment that they looked at each other seriously and solemnly.

Witnessing the death of his old enemy, he fulfilled a long-cherished wish that had lasted for a thousand years.

Former Captain-General.

At this moment, I have fulfilled my duty.

Then, it is time for the evil party to leave.

Finally, he looked deeply at the man in front of him who was gradually split into two halves and sliding down with an unwilling look on his face.

Yamamoto slowly closed his eyes.

He turned around and sheathed his knife.

The flames of light disappeared like a drop in the ocean, quickly converging and closing in Soul Society until they all returned to the blade within the sheath.

"Goodbye, Yhwach."

The words fell.

The sky returned to its original state.

The rumbling sound of thunder began to surge...

The flames were enough to vaporize and destroy the entire Soul Society. The moment they were released, they drove all the moisture upwards.

And the moment it is released, the water that is forced to brew in the air will also circulate...

Use more drastic means to return to this land.

It's going to thunder and rain.

Then let's use this thunderstorm to wash away all the sins and the grudges accumulated over thousands of years.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni slowly closed his eyes at this moment.

This is the end.

After a thousand years of bloody battle, it finally ended...

"Well done, Lloyd Lloyd."

"..."

what sound?
It was just a moment of realization.

The heart that Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni had let go of was brought up again in the blink of an eye, until it was tightly strangled at his throat!!!
He turned his head away subconsciously.

But he saw the 'unharmed' Yhwach standing behind him.

At this moment, facing the half body on the ground, he showed an emotional and subtle expression.

How is this going?

The question was quickly answered, because Yamamoto saw the figure lying on the ground.

It was originally the appearance of Yhwach, but now it was twisting and deforming like mud, until it finally turned into a bald man with a strange appearance, and even a strange eye-shaped man appeared on his forehead.

He lay on his back, breathing rapidly.

The loss of his organs left him with no chance of survival, but even so, he still forced himself to put on a fawning expression.

"Your Majesty...Have I fulfilled your request?"

"Ah, Lloyd Lloyd. My child...you have done well. You are my most proud descendant."

Lloyd Lloyd.

Holy word 'Y'.

The ability is to imitate the opponent's strength, and copy the opponent's memory and emotions, and then paste them onto one's own body.

If conditions permit...

Not only can it completely replicate the full strength of the "target", but it can also think and fight from the opponent's perspective.

It can be said to be a flawless fake.

Yhwach half-crouched down.

His right hand tightly grasped the other person's palm, a smile appeared on his face, an expression of inner joy that was completely 'difficult to suppress'.

"You deceived this damn Shura."

"He used his life to pave the way for our victory."

"This is all because of your dedication... Lloyd Lloyd, I will always remember your dedication."

This is the end.

A relieved smile finally appeared on the other person's face.

As if he thought that everything he had done was rewarded, he closed his eyes happily.

Let your body do what it wants.

Engulfed by the blue flames coming out of Yhwach's hands.

Can't wait, without hesitation...

Yhwach burned this descendant whom he considered an 'important offspring' to death.

At the same time, the blue light contained in his body began to swirl like a black hole... and then completely gathered in Youhabach's body.

Redistribution of power?

No.

This is just a method called 'recycling'.

As a member of the Knights, Lloyd Lloyd is able to imitate his target.

But the exaggerated gap between the two sides will only make this imitation look ugly and meaningless.

Therefore.

Yhwach divided his own power and gave the other party a lot of knowledge and emotions.

Think what I think, think what I think.

What was I thinking when I died in hatred a thousand years ago?

What was it like to witness your subordinates die one by one and be beheaded on the spot thousands of years ago?

Now that I can see my former rival again, I am surprised to find that... I seem to be no match for this guy no matter what.

What kind of expression will he show?
Everything.

"They are all perfect, Lloyd Lloyd..."

It is only because of the dedication of his subordinates that he expresses his emotion at this moment.

But through these few words, the others present were already aware of the problem at the moment.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's inner doubts and anxieties.

At this moment it becomes real.

The old man clenched his teeth and roared when he realized the seriousness of the problem.

He once again drew out the Zanpakutō that was strapped across his waist.

He could just imitate the previous action and kill the opponent on the spot again. It was not difficult at all.

but.

Yhwach's calmness, on the contrary, aroused the fear deep in Yamamoto's heart.

All the anxiety about things that are out of control, things that are beyond one's expectations, etc., comes from the invasion of the 'unknown'.

At this moment, Yhwach half turned sideways.

The face that appeared, and the expression and temperament contained in it.

It was as if there was a huge difference between him and the 'person' just a few seconds ago.

The moment he witnessed it with his own eyes, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni understood it completely...

Where did his feeling of uneasiness just now come from?

That all comes from confusion about "invariability".

A thousand years have passed, and that arrogant, tyrant still had some kindness towards his subordinates.

Is it really possible that there won't be any change at all?
The reality at this moment is declaring the final fact to Yamamoto in a clear and passionate manner.

of course not.

The sword ghost will slowly grow old.

Tyrants become more tyrannical.

Compared to the man a thousand years ago, Yhwach at this moment has blocked all emotions.

There was no longer any sense of sadness or joy in his heart.

Everything is just for revenge. Except for his own life, everything else is just a brick for him to lay the foundation.

And relying on the power of such a layout.

Lloyd Lloyd, he indeed lifted Yhwach high up, and at this moment he was above the former Shura of Soul Society.

"Are you scared, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni?"

But it was too late.

Watching Yamamoto wave his right hand, his Zanpakutō glowed, and flames began to brew from it...

Yhwach simply raised the star in his hand with a calm expression.

Unlike the objects held by other members of the Knights Templar, what Yhwach held in his hand had a darker color and workmanship.

no doubt.

This was definitely something specially prepared to target someone.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's gaze narrowed in an instant.

He saw his power was 'collapsing'.

The condensed flame seemed to have turned into something as fragile as glass.

At this moment, it broke and fell off bit by bit, and finally became a bare piece.

Stripped of all his power and spiritual pressure, as if returning to his original form, Yamamoto now held his Zanpakutō in his hand...

Eyes nervous.

He looked at Yhwach not far away.

"Your Ryujin Jakka is extremely powerful. If we were to fight head-on, even I wouldn't be able to guarantee my safety now."

"But that doesn't mean you are invincible."

"Although I have taken some precautions... I still can't just watch my men die, right?"

The fact that Kenpachi Zaraki took action just before his neck was about to be broken was in itself a symbol of his inability to hold back any longer.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Youhabach's tone.

"You're really old, Yamamoto."

"If it were you in the past, even if you watched your subordinates being chopped into pieces..."

"They will choose to wait expressionlessly until they determine that this is my true form, and then they will choose to take action."

in other words.

"You're much more manageable than I expected, Yamamoto."

(End of this chapter)