Death: Then stood in the sky.

I feel like I've failed.

We lost.

To lose so humiliatingly is truly disgusting.

Ryugen Ishida tried to push up his glasses, only to find that they had been blown off and were lying somewhere. His open eyes were filled with blood flowing down from his head.

A figure stood in front of me.

It's that Grim Reaper named Seiji Ukitake.

It seems he's going to execute himself.

Ryugen Ishida chuckled self-deprecatingly, then suddenly heard, "Can you still claim that your power far surpasses the so-called captain-level of the Shinigami?"

Ryugen Ishida remained silent.

Because he couldn't refute it, he hadn't actually had much contact with the captain of Death.

The assessment of the combat strength of Captain-level Shinigami is based solely on the Shinigami stationed in the human world and the Adjuchas-class Hollows who are comparable to Captain-level Shinigami.

So... are all the captains of the Gotei 13 monsters like this?

Mingming... had run into a guy named Kensei Muguruma who worked at his family's hospital. He carried several tons of building materials by himself as if they were nothing.

That man was clearly a Shinigami, and he didn't seem particularly powerful. It was said that he had once been the captain of the Gotei 13.

"I lost, kill me."

"I know that attacking a Shinigami is a serious crime and will be judged by the Soul Society. I heard it's a clean organization called the 46th Chamber, right?"

"Rather than that, it would be better to... um?!"

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Strength is being restored.

After a period of cooling, the dormant Blood Vessel is reactivated through the spiritual pressure injected into its blood.

Ryugen Ishida stood up, supporting himself: "Aren't you going to kill me?"

“Just now, the Holy Annihilation Arrow was aimed at my side, right? When you saw that I didn’t dodge, you adjusted the angle slightly a second time at the last moment.”

Turning around, Aoshi calmly said, "So, you saved your own life."

She has a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

"Lobster, you don't seem as cold as you appear."

Ryugen Ishida gritted his teeth, "It's Ryugen Ishida!"

Losing is fine, but you better remember my name, you bastard!

Aoshi waved his hand, "Well, that's not important."

Ryugen Ishida shouted, "That's important! Fine, whatever you want..."

Seeing the man raise his fist again, he realized that he could also be called Ishida Lobster.

Do you really think the world is as simple as you imagine?

"Or do you think you're the only genius?"

"Say it, Longxian."

"Don't leave yourself with regrets."

"Although regrets are common, don't never look back."

While speaking in profound and enigmatic words, he patted him on the shoulder and stood up, walking towards the exit of the underground parking lot.

Saying this to Ryugen Ishida and having no way to refute it is incredibly satisfying.

Another piece of reinforced concrete fell beside me.

But Ryugen Ishida completely ignored him. He didn't know what he was thinking. Perhaps he was touched, or perhaps he felt relieved. He shouted, "Masaki, she probably likes you!"

Upon hearing this, Qing Si sighed and stopped walking.

"Don't you understand, you idiot?"

“Masaki Kurosaki is not anyone’s appendage, nor is she a child who can be manipulated. She is Masaki Kurosaki. Even if she likes me, she should tell me that herself.”

Qing Si waved his hand and disappeared from his sight.

We've lost completely.

Ryugen Ishida chuckled, a laugh that mocked himself.

It's not just about strength, but also about magnanimity and breadth of mind.

At that moment, Ryugen Ishida even had the illusion that even the wind from the ground was surrounding his opponent, and that he would never be able to surpass him.

A hand was stretched out in front of him.

Ryugen Ishida looked over and said, "Father, before the Spirit Space was destroyed, I don't think I was aware of your presence at all."

In response, Ishida Sogen smiled gently and said, "Perhaps you're just too focused."

He smiled kindly, helped his son up, and gently patted the dirt off him.

What an embarrassing situation!

It seems they've learned a good lesson.

Is that so?

Upon hearing this, Ryugen Ishida made a gesture of pushing up his glasses. Although his glasses had been smashed, these little habits are hard to break.

Then, Ryūgen Ishida fell into deep thought.

In the past, he had never thought that his father was anything special.

But now, he's not sure.

Because of two sentences left behind by the Grim Reaper named Seiji Ukitake.

Do you really think the world is as simple as you imagine, or do you think you're the only genius?

Who are you referring to?

Besides Seiji Ukitake and myself, is there a father?

Don't leave yourself with regrets.

What is regret?

Thinking of this, Ishida Ryugen instinctively glanced at his father.

But this middle-aged man had no imposing presence whatsoever; all he possessed was a kind and gentle face, just like any other ordinary middle-aged man, no different from any other father.

but......

Bearing such spiritual pressure and... the past.

So, Father, what have you been hiding this time?

Chapter 65 Shiba Isshin felt a warmth in his heart.

For the next few days, everything was calm and peaceful.

Karakura Town, a place usually plagued by Hollow attacks, suddenly became peaceful and serene, as if the pause button had been pressed.

Inside the stronghold, two figures, each wielding a Zanpakuto, faced off.

The surging fighting spirit clashed wantonly, transforming into an invisible aura that crushed everything around it.

"Be careful, Aoshi-kun. I won't go easy on you just because of your body, and I certainly won't show any mercy because of it."

"After all... this is special training!"

Shiba Isshin pointed his Zanpakuto forward.

"When did I ever promise you that I would accept your special training?"

Aoshi complained helplessly.

Ignoring his rebuttal, Shiba Isshin laughed heartily, "After all, these are special times. Although Karakura Town seems peaceful, I have a bad feeling, so—"

Shiba Isshin's face suddenly turned serious. "I think it's necessary to conduct special training. Although it's rushed, combat experience and fighting experience are also a kind of combat power."

"Furthermore, fighting against a captain-level Shinigami will greatly help you become more familiar with your own Zanpakuto."

The Zanpakuto (soul-clever sword) greatly enhances the power of a Shinigami (death god).

It not only unlocks more techniques, but also provides a real boost to spiritual pressure.

In addition... it was also to test Aoji's true strength.

Shiba Isshin simply couldn't suppress his curiosity.

To be able to repel an Arrancar of Adjuchas level, that power must be at least at the captain level, but it's unclear whether it's considered upper or lower within the captain level.

Nearby, Matsumoto Rangiku stretched and said, "Captain, Captain, I want to do special training too."

Shiba didn't even reply. "After we're done fighting, you go and get some special training from Aoji."

Matsumoto Rangiku complained, "Why is it like this?"

Then, she looked at Aoshi with expectant eyes.

But Aoshi resolutely refused.

"Let's not do it. It was supposed to be special training, but we'll inevitably end up doing things we shouldn't do again." Aoji said earnestly, "Rangiku, we really can't let ourselves continue to fall into this state."

Shiba Isshin, who had already begun to gather his strength, suddenly strained his back.

Rangiku Matsumoto tilted her head, a question mark appearing above her head.

"I meant drinking, why are you all making those faces?" Aoshi asked, puzzled.

"So it was just drinking? I thought it was drinking." Shiba Isshin chuckled, then suddenly lowered his body and rushed past, leaving a black line on his face.

"I chop!"

The sharp glint of the blade tore through the air.

Qing Si drew his sword to parry.

boom!

The blades collided, splattering sparks.

Rangiku Matsumoto, who was watching the game, was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that Seiji could actually block her captain head-on.

"We've been tricked!"

"Carelessness in battle can lead to death."

Shiba Isshin raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and pointed his left hand at Aoji's forehead, pressing down with his middle finger and flicking it out.

Boom!

A muffled explosion rang out; a mere flick of the finger was like detonating hundreds of overpressure bombs, unleashing a visible gale that carved deep trenches into the ground and walls.

This is the Demon Forehead Strike, a technique developed by Shiba Isshin. It involves condensing and compressing a large amount of spiritual pressure at the tip of the middle finger and releasing it by flicking the forehead, forming a shockwave with extremely high destructive power.

"Didn't you hit her? You managed to dodge at such close range. No wonder you studied under the legendary Yoruichi the Flash God."

The demon bullet missed its target, and Shiba Isshin quickly came to his senses.

"Is it my turn?"

A calm voice sounded beside him, and Shiba Isshin quickly retreated.

Although his Shunpo skill level is not as good as the legendary Shunpo God Yoruichi, it is not far behind!

The fierce strike slid down rapidly.

Shiba Isshin laughed heartily as he raised his sword to parry. His body sank slightly from the blow, but he still managed to block it with ease.

As the captain of the 10th Division of the Gotei 13, one of the Shinigami standing at the top of Soul Society, although his Hakudo level is slightly inferior, swordsmanship is his forte!