Bleach-Stir Up

"Okay, Ah?!" The voice on the other side seemed to have finally reacted, and his tone became weird, "Aren't you kidding me, Lord Ayasegawa?"

"Of course it's not a joke."

Yumichika also knew that this sounded like a joke, so he took it seriously, and it seemed to be completely ineffective.

"I’m serious, and prepare the funeral for Madarame Ikkaku as soon as possible, so that it may be necessary!"

"Yes, okay!"

Listen It was really serious to go up, but it was because of seriousness that it seemed to be a joke!

At this moment, Shingo Asano feels that the world is making a series of jokes with him. In a very ordinary morning, Inoue came to school again with her arms hanging. For her, bumps of this degree are quite common.

Immediately afterwards, a group of weird people claiming to be friends of Ichigo came, a bad youngster with red hair and a ronin's head, a bad youngster with a bald head holding a wooden blade, and sissy with exaggerated eyebrows.

By the way, there is a big sister. That big sister is really big. Ichigo still has such good friends, it's really not enough for brother!

But just like he didn't give that big sister a warm hug at that time, Asano didn't think these people would have any influence on him.

But within a dozen hours, after he was driven out by his big sister to buy things, things started to go wrong.

The sky flies over wyvern something like that? There are too many games, so I'm dazzled.

Wearing black, it looks like Martial Dao suit is holding katana's explosive head uncle? Is there any strange Martial Dao in Karakura Town? Or is there a crew making a movie here?

The weird things that could barely be explained happened one by one, until they met again, claiming to be the bald head and sissy of Ichigo's friends, Asano knew that the previous explanations were completely deceiving himself.

The door to a new world is slowly opening, and the old world in my heart is gradually collapsed, heading towards the end...

The monster in the distance is like the boss in the game , Every gesture has the power to destroy everything, is this a nightmare? If so, it would be too real.

And the bald head that played against the monster is said to be the second strongest man in the 11th Division. As for what mysterious organization the 11th Division is, let’s start with a place called Soul Society...

Soul Society, Hollow, Shinigami? ! There is a god beside me? What a joke!

"Prepare for the burial of Madarame Ikkaku"

The bald head is clearly not dead yet, try to rescue him! Asano's expression was dull, and his heart had long since turned into a pot of porridge.

Is this a joke? It’s a big tricky show, right? No matter who it is, come out and tell me, "You have been cheated, fool..."

But if Asano could hear Edrad at this moment, he might start to doubt life.

"You better admit defeat."

Edrad fell on the ground, watching Ikkaku who was shaking and trying to get up, and did not rush to attack.

The opponent's Zanpakutō was interrupted by a punch. Even if he was still capable, this was done entirely by a strong will. Ikkaku's body could no longer support him to fight with high intensity as before.

Just one more tap, Ikkaku's life can be brought to an end.

The battle is over.

But Edrad at this moment was a little bit intolerable, and Ikkaku did not reveal a trace of murderous aura from beginning to end. Edrad can understand that emotion, victory or defeat is the result of the battle. Life and death are just incidental items that's all. They are warlike by nature, but they are not slaves who bite for those incidental items.

He is a warrior, and Ikkaku is the same, a warrior worthy of respect! If such a person died in his own hands, it would be too lonely.

"For the warrior, sometimes surrendering is a virtue."

Master Grimmjow's order is to kill everyone with Reiatsu, but even if he disobeys the order, he wants to let go. After this man, I believe Lord Grimmjow can also understand his thoughts.

"Your performance is good enough, there is no need to let me beat you to pieces." Edrad saw that Ikkaku did not respond, and continued to persuade: "Give up, I have remembered yours. It’s the name. Madarame Ikkaku, this may be the name of the person who will defeat me in the future, but it will never be the present."

Ikkaku lifts the head laughed contemptuously and threw the broken handle of the gun on the ground, Holding the remaining half of the gun with both hands, shouted and stab Edrad again.

"I can admit defeat, but I will never stand up to admit defeat!"

I have the heart to let Ikkaku go, but this does not mean that Edrad will stand and be beaten. What's more, the opponent is not a rabbit, but a lion, even if riddled with scars, it is also a lion!

The round hole on the shoulder spouted a pillar of fire into the sky, and this fist was even one point better than the punch just now, like a meteorite falling from the sky, blasting towards the rushing Ikkaku.

bang! A huge explosion instantly turned several hundred meters around into rubble, and some houses in the distance were blown away by the gusty wind.

Ikkaku's state is indeed unable to support a full fight. I saw his left hand trembling on the ground, as if this was the only pillar that supported his riddled with scars body and would not completely fall down.

The Hōzukimaru of the right hand can no longer see the appearance of the weapon at all, only a section of the wooden stick with thorns exploded at both ends, if it is not held in the hand, it is estimated that even this section will not be left.

The fist on the shoulder seems to be able to completely make him fall as long as he exerts a little more force. This has nothing to do with will, but he himself has reached the limit.

"It is not to insult you to make you admit defeat, understand?"

"Even if it is an insult, but if you lose, you lose."

Edrad withdraws Fist, Ikkaku's words made him even more puzzled. This man is not a person who refuses to fail, "Why? Have you never lost, so have you confuse death with losing?"

Never lose NS? Ikkaku thought for a while, a long time ago, he was still in Rukongai for a long time, and he really hadn't lost at that time.

That's the same as Edrad guessed. It's normal to win human lives and kill when you lose. This is a battle bet, and it's also the meaning of it.

A winner is too lazy not to take your life away, and accepts nothing else. This can only show your life, and everything about you is not worth mentioning in his eyes. insult? No, not even the value of insult.

This became Ikkaku's belief, and he was also enjoying it. Until one day, the man with a little girl on his back as easy as blowing off dust defeated him.

No matter how many times he launches an offense, he will be knocked to the ground. No matter how many times he gets up, he is destined to fall under his feet and can only look up at his strength.

He not only let himself fall in a pool of blood to taste the bitterness of defeat

He cruelly crushed his beliefs

He crushed his own beliefs...