Starting with Naruto, I'll become stronger through my own efforts.

From Chapter 422 onwards, you can call me "Sister Hua".

Intense battles naturally attract onlookers, especially those who are strong enough.

"That kind of spiritual pressure is almost Bankai—"

"Heh, Captain Kenpachi doesn't even know how to use his Shikai, how can you expect him to help?"

"Yeah, that's true."

"Even the ancestors who established the law could not have imagined that someone could possess such powerful spiritual pressure without knowing Shikai."

"Ukitake, are you talking about me?"

"No, no, no, senior, how could that be?"

"That's right, senior, how could Ukitake not respect you?"

"So that's you, Xiao Chunshui?"

"Hahaha, ah, please stop joking, Unohana-senpai, I'm scared—"

The passing captains joked with each other, avoiding the battle between Kenpachi Zaraki and Ichigo Kurosaki, and did not try to get involved.

Because the battlefield was shrouded in a storm of spiritual pressure from the intense conflict between the two, Kenpachi Zaraki deliberately used this method as a marker, so that no foolish Shinigami would dare to cause trouble.

After his cheat code was activated, Kurosaki Ichigo was completely different from before. He was like a god descending to earth, displaying agile skills, keen awareness, and strong spiritual pressure. He repeatedly rubbed Kenpachi on the ground, slaughtering him until he was covered in blood.

Kenpachi Zaraki, far from being angry, roared with delight, "That's it! This is the battle I've been waiting for!"

Despite his serious injuries, he did not shed tears; instead, he laughed excitedly.

Kenpachi Zaraki is a top-tier swordsman; the stronger the opponent and the more serious the injury, the more excited he becomes.

His blood was boiling, his body was flushed red like a shrimp, his muscles were bulging like a giant python writhing, and even the hand holding the knife was trembling uncontrollably.

"Ever since that kid Xia Zuo learned to hide his true strength, I haven't been injured like this in a long time, and I haven't had a satisfying battle in a long time."

"Kid, you're pretty strong. I shouldn't have any problem unleashing my full power, right?"

"Haha, you are a traveler, an enemy of Seireitei, it doesn't matter if you kill me."

Kenpachi revealed a cruel smile, reached out and ripped off the eyepatch covering his right eye, revealing a gleaming eye.

Kurosaki Ichigo was taken aback and pointed at Zaraki Kenpachi, saying, "You're not one-eyed?"

A golden spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from Kenpachi Zaraki, the rampaging spiritual pressure carrying a frenzied battle intent, crushing the cracked earth into dust, which then further shattered into spiritual particles.

The area covered by this violent spiritual pressure had all the buildings forcibly restored to spiritual particles, completely clearing out a large area.

Kurosaki Ichigo stared at Zaraki Kenpachi in disbelief, his pupils suddenly shrinking to pinpoints.

Under the violent spiritual pressure, he lost his footing and could only lift Zangetsu up and hold it upright in front of him to break through the violent and suffocating spiritual pressure.

Only after Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure stabilized did Ichigo have a chance to ask, "How did your spiritual pressure suddenly increase so much?"

Kenpachi Zaraki carefully put away the eyepatch in his hand, then replied with a smile, "Of course it's because I sealed my spiritual pressure."

"There's nothing I can do. There are plenty of capable fighters in Soul Society, but they all refuse to fight me with various excuses. I'm not going to kill them anyway. Cowardly fools, not satisfying at all!"

"I do have a few good guys in my squad, but after a while I get too familiar with them, so fighting them is no fun at all."

"In order to enjoy the battle as much as possible, I have no choice but to limit my strength to adapt to others."

"So I went to great lengths to obtain this eye patch that can seal spiritual pressure."

When Kenpachi Zaraki pulled his hand out of his pocket, he found it covered in his own blood. Curious, he put his hand to his mouth and licked it, tasting his own blood.

Suddenly, he laughed: "Hehehe, not bad, my own blood tastes very good too."

When Kenpachi Zaraki raised his head again, the crazed, bloodthirsty look in his eyes sent chills down Ichigo Kurosaki's spine.

"Alright, let's begin round three. This time, I'll unleash my true power!"

Having said that, Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly raised his Zanpakuto, whose blade was like a saw, and used the technique of Shunpo to cross the distance between the two of them. Taking advantage of his height and strength, he slashed down at Ichigo Kurosaki from above.

This time, the spiritual pressure wrapped around that broken sword condensed into wisps of golden energy, forming a golden sword light powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, so dazzling that it seemed to cut the sky in two.

Kenpachi Zaraki's frenzied Beast Style swordsmanship remained unchanged, but under the backdrop of this golden sword light, it transformed into an invincible and majestic aura.

Kurosaki Ichigo's expression was extremely solemn. Even before the sword was upon him, he could clearly feel the sharp sword aura, and his skin was stinging from the spiritual pressure.

"Ah!!" He roared defiantly, his spiritual pressure surging into his Shikai Zangetsu, which was wrapped with strange black and white sword energy, and met Kenpachi Zaraki's golden sword energy with a bang!

The two sword energies collided, unleashing an even more violent spiritual pressure storm that even the Soul Society could clearly feel.

Outside the Central 46th Room, Xia Zuo's steady steps faltered slightly. He turned his head to look at the battlefield and smiled at the soaring spiritual pressure hurricane.

"As always, the captain is addicted to holding back, actually using more than 90% of his spiritual pressure to create an aura and scare the kids."

"But this is good too. Now everyone's attention should be drawn over there, and no one will notice my actions."

"Although it was a few days earlier than Captain Unohana Retsu, it's pretty much the same."

"Anyway, I'm just here to check things out. I'm not going to make it public, so there shouldn't be any danger, right?"

Xia Zuo muttered to himself as he walked step by step to the door of the Central Room 46. After hesitating slightly, he placed his hand on the heavy and ornate door.

At this moment, he laughed at his own cowardice: "Damn it! That's why I hate illusionists the most. I always have to wonder if I'm in someone else's illusion."

"I'm not afraid. Even if we get caught, it's fine. So what if we get beaten up? Who's afraid of who!"

Mustering his courage, Xia Zuo finally pushed open the heavy door. With the creaking sound of the hinges turning, he saw what was inside through the widening crack in the door.

After just two glances at Xia Zuo, he knew he hadn't come to the wrong place.

The guards at the gate stood ramrod straight, but their eyes were dull and devoid of any intelligence.

In the meeting hall, the members of parliament, of all shapes and sizes, all posed with their hands supporting their chins and wore the same smiling expression, like puppets waiting to perform.

The Central 46th Chamber, theoretically the highest authority of the Spirit Court, has been completely wiped out.

Very well, Aizen's Kyoka Suigetsu is extremely powerful, but he cannot hide the fact that he has been hypnotized by so many powerful figures for long. In other words, he has no way out and can only proceed according to the plan.

Xia Zuo finally laughed happily: "Hahaha, my miserable days are about to end!"

"Oh, I'm curious." A gentle female voice sounded behind Xia Zuo: "What is it that makes you, the Grim Reaper, feel so aggrieved?"

Xia Zuo turned around in disbelief, looking at the gentle Grim Reaper with her braids tied at her chest: "Captain Unohana, what are you doing here?"

Unohana Retsu smiled gently, but the coldness in her eyes was like that of ancient ice: "Natsusa, the fourth seat, shouldn't I be the one asking you that?"

"As the oldest Shinigami and the captain of the Fourth Division, it is perfectly reasonable for me, Retsu Unohana, to come to the 46th Chamber to report and request instructions."

"But you are only the fourth seat of the 11th Division, a Shinigami who is not even a vice-captain. You should not be here at all."

Xia Zuo sighed and asked, "Captain Unohana, when did you start paying attention to this place?"

"Hehe, Xia Zuo isn't pretending anymore, what an honest child." Unohana Retsu covered her mouth and laughed, "My initial suspicion started when the 46 directly ordered Kuchiki Rukia to carry out the mission. The highest decision-making body shouldn't be directly commanding a non-captain level Shinigami."

"But I'm certain that there's something wrong with Room 46; they're the ones who made the decision to severely punish Rukia."

Xia Zuo asked curiously, "Why do you think there's something wrong with this?"

"As everyone knows, Rukia is a disgrace to the nobility, a dead person whom the nobles want to get rid of by all means. It's reasonable for the 46 to make such a decision."

Retsu Unohana shook her head and said, "Now that we've found our way here, let's stop testing each other, okay?"

Xia Zuo smiled and said, "Okay."

Clang!

The next moment, their Zanpakuto were locked together.

Xia Zuo gasped, "Goodness, you attacked me while I was looking down? Are you still our Soul Society's gentlest and kindest captain?"

Retsu Unohana was still smiling, but for some reason, her smile sent chills down your spine.

Her aura grew stronger and stronger, becoming incredibly sharp, like a swordsman's academy filled with all sorts of swords.

"Oh my, you even managed to block my sneak attack. Xia Zuo, your skill level is more than just that of a seated official."

Clang!

"Haha, our 11th Division is full of hidden talents, this is nothing."

"Oh, you mean there are other officials among the chairmen who can solve this?"

Clang! Clang!

"Sister Hua, this isn't my statement, it's your guess, so it doesn't count."

"If I say you snitched, do you think the other Grim Reapers will believe you or me?"

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

After catching five swords in a row, Xia Zuo found himself sweating and his wrists were sore.

Unohana Retsu did not use her spiritual power, maintaining her spiritual pressure at a level almost nonexistent, but each of her sword strikes unleashed tremendous striking power, no less than that muscular Madarame Ikkaku.

However, Xia Zuo was stronger, and even without using spiritual power, Xia Zuo still had the upper hand in a head-on collision.

However, Retsu Unohana's skills and experience were far superior to Natsusa's. Not only did she immediately realize her weakness in strength, but she also changed her tactics immediately, forcing Natsusa into a passive defensive stance with a series of attacks, preventing him from taking advantage of his strength.

Without releasing their spiritual pressure, the two exchanged eight moves in a row, and both felt muscle soreness and even started to pant slightly.

Xia Zuo picked up the measuring ruler and positioned it in a mid-level stance, which was both offensive and defensive. He said with a solemn expression, "Sister Hua, if this is just a test, then let's stop here. If you really want to fight, then I'll have to release my spiritual pressure."

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Unohana Retsu suddenly burst out laughing: "Hana-neechan, that's a really nice nickname. I like it a lot. You can call me that from now on."

With that, she sheathed the Minazuki, and her fierce aura vanished as the Zanpakuto was sheathed, like ice and snow melting away.

As the scabbard clicked crisply, Retsu Unohana had completely transformed back into the gentle older sister.

She looked at Xia Zuo tenderly and said, "You might not believe it, but I had a dream yesterday—"

Because of the Captain-Commander's tyranny, the captains who didn't want to get involved in the battle dared not go home and could only wander around the Soul Society to show that they hadn't been slacking off.

As expected of seasoned veterans, Jushiro Ukitake and Shunsui Kyoraku cleverly chose to watch Kenpachi Zaraki's battle.

They weren't just watching from the sidelines; they were protecting the Spirit Court because the enemy was far more powerful than they had imagined. They were there to cover for Captain Zaraki, lest such a powerful fugitive escape and cause even greater trouble and danger.

Ukitake asked curiously, "Kenpachi is holding back. What's he planning? Is he giving away experience points?"

Kyoraku watched Kenpachi laugh wildly while fighting, took a sip of sake, and said, "He's probably just giving away experience points. After all, this Ryoka's power level is up to par, but his combat experience is far too lacking."

Ukitake shook his head and said, "I can't understand it."

Jing Le chuckled and said, "No need to understand, there's no need to understand. How could people like us possibly understand the mind of a sword fanatic?"

Ukitake coughed lightly a few times and sighed, "Yes."

The battle between Ichigo Kurosaki and Kenpachi Zaraki escalated to new heights, each time drastically altering the surrounding environment, creating holes in the ground or opening new, bottomless cracks.

The ground, hundreds of meters high, continuously disintegrated under the collision of spiritual pressure, turning into nothingness spiritual particles layer by layer. The pervasive dust no longer existed, allowing the battle to be clearly presented to the audience.

Ichigo Kurosaki had never experienced such power before, and he became more and more excited as the fight went on, while Kenpachi Zaraki was even more excited than him.

The two men drew their swords faster and faster, and the explosions from their clashing blades grew louder and louder.

The spiritual pressure of the two had already dispersed the clouds in the sky, and now they were intertwined in the azure sky, like a giant pillar reaching to the heavens, constantly pushing towards the higher sky.

But the spiritual pressure of a Shinigami (death god) ultimately has its limits.

When both of their spiritual pressures simultaneously reached the limit below their Bankai, everyone knew that the battle was about to be decided.

"Come on!!"

Kenpachi Zaraki and Ichigo Kurosaki, in perfect unison, risked their lives and launched their strongest attack with all their might.

The two deformed Zanpakuto clashed together, but no sound was made.

But from the point where the two swords clashed, an unprecedentedly violent spiritual pressure was revealed. Whether it was Kenpachi Zaraki's golden spiritual pressure or Ichigo Kurosaki's black and white spiritual pressure, they all shattered into streams of spiritual energy and mixed together.

boom-!