The Strongest Gentleman Development System in Naruto

"They're just a few small fry; we don't need to get involved for now," Wuyue said calmly.

"I understand." Nilu nodded obediently.

……

……

Ding-dong.

A crisp sound.

In mid-air, Toshiro took several steps back, his eyes warily fixed on the Arrancar opposite him.

"Not bad strength. I am the eleventh Arrancar, Xiao Long Cufang."

"Captain of the 10th Division, Toshiro Hitsugaya."

"Captain?" Xiao Long was taken aback at first, then said in surprise, "So, I'm quite lucky?"

"No, I think you're the unluckiest one." Toshiro raised his head, his entire body erupting with a powerful spiritual pressure. Below them, Rangiku faced the frail-looking Ajiki.

Similarly, such scenes continue to unfold throughout Karakura Town.

Renji was facing Ilford, while the one who approached him and bowed to him was the burly Edorad.

Because of Grimmjow's orders, these Arrancar were killing indiscriminately. So anyone with spiritual pressure was within their hunting range.

Even in front of Chad, there appeared a masked boy with bandages on his head, Deloitte.

It must be said that the Arrancar's power far exceeded Chad's current capabilities. In just a moment, he was almost instantly killed by the Arrancar boy in front of him. Fortunately, Ichigo Kurosaki arrived in time, preventing a tragedy from occurring.

Just like in the original story, this unfortunate Arrancar didn't even have time to unleash his Zanpakuto before being instantly killed by Rukia's Sode no Shirayuki.

However, before Rukia and Ichigo could even catch their breath, an overwhelming spiritual pressure instantly enveloped them.

Chapter 582: Killing Intent!

"Oh? That brat Diroy, taken care of?" Grimmjow, hands in his pockets, said disdainfully in mid-air, "How pathetic. I thought he could hold out until I got here. Oh well, I had no choice but to take care of both of you."

"Who are you?" Rukia asked in astonishment.

"Arrancar No. 6, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez. Nice to meet you, Shinigami."

No, no way...

Rukia's eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief. This guy... is he really of the same race as the Arrancar from before? The difference is too great. No. 6, so that's how it is... the Sixtieth Espada? The Espada, so they're this strong?

"Which one is stronger?" Grimmjow slowly landed on the ground, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "I'm asking you two... which one is stronger?!"

Oops!

Rukia's eyes widened in surprise, and she shouted, "Ichigo, run! We're not his..."

puff.

Before he could finish speaking, a spurt of blood shot out.

Rukia's eyes widened, and she collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted.

"Damn it!" Kurosaki Ichigo roared, gripping the hilt of his Zanpakuto in his right hand and slashing wildly at Grimmjow.

Ding-dong.

Unfortunately, what Ichigo Kurosaki considered a powerful attack was blocked by Grimmjow with one hand. "What? Is that all you've got? Hurry up and use your Bankai. Otherwise, if that's all you've got... you might be taken down by me in the next second."

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes turned cold; the current situation left him no time to think. He gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands and gave a soft shout. "Bankai 〃v!"

Boom!

An overwhelming spiritual pressure enveloped his entire body. His black trench coat billowed in the wind. "Tensa Zanpakuto" (Heavenly Lock Moon Slayer).

"That's it, that's what makes it interesting!" Grimmjow exclaimed excitedly. "Come on, let's go!"

Swish.

Without further ado, Ichigo Kurosaki flashed forward and lunged at Grimmjow. His speed was incredible, even surpassing the limits of a Shinigami's Shunpo.

However, even with such terrifying speed, he was as powerless as a child against Grimmjow. A blue-haired Arrancar simply grabbed the opponent's blade with one hand and casually tossed him backward.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, Ichigo Kurosaki was sent flying like a ball, crashing through dozens of buildings before finally coming to a stop. But before he could regain his footing, Grimmjow appeared opposite him as if by teleportation.

Bang.

A muffled thud.

Kurosaki Ichigo was sent flying backward again, amidst billowing dust.

“I see.” Grimmjow cracked his neck and sneered, “Is this all your Bankai is? It’s so weak. Apart from its speed, it has no power whatsoever. You’ve disappointed me greatly, Shinigami.”

Ok?

As soon as he finished speaking, Grimmjow's gaze suddenly sharpened. Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a dark red light flashed suddenly.

Crescent Moon Sky Slash!

The black crescent moon shot out like a full moon.

Even Grimmjow had to be careful when facing this move, stretching out his arms to block it in front of him.

Bang.

A black crescent moon exploded on his body, leaving a deep wound.

"Now, are you still disappointed, Arrancar?" Kurosaki Ichigo retorted sarcastically.

"Very good, very good!" Grimmjow laughed loudly. "Now, at least I have something worth getting rid of you." With a flash, he disappeared again.

Bang.

Ichigo Kurosaki was sent flying backward, only to be grabbed by the throat by Grimmjow mid-air. "Interesting, you're quite an interesting fellow. But, unfortunately, you..." Before he could finish speaking, a beam of light, bluish-green, shot out from afar.

what?

Grimmjow froze, instinctively dodging backward. However, in his haste to avoid the attack, he inadvertently released Ichigo Kurosaki from his grasp.

"…How ugly." A familiar voice rang in Ichigo Kurosaki's ear. He couldn't help but look up and saw his younger brother's smiling face. "You almost died dealing with these small fry."

"You, you're here. Rukia, she..."

"Don't worry, I've already asked Orihime for help."

"That's good. This guy... is the Sixtieth Espada..."

“Yes, so they’re considered small fry.” Wuyue nodded, speaking with an air of importance. “In the structure of the Arrancar, the fourth Arrancar is a watershed. It represents two completely different realms. The first, second, third, and fourth Arrancars are all transformed from Vasto Lorde-level Hollows. Li De and his group are the true elites. As for those below the fourth, most of them are Adjuchas.”

"Just Adjuchas has such power?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, his face filled with disbelief.

"That's why I suggested you go to tutoring classes," Wuyue sighed, "Why did you refuse?"

As the two brothers were exchanging words, Grimmjow stared intently at the newcomer before him. "Who are you?" This person was shrouded in black robes, obscuring his features and even his gender. However, the eerie spiritual pressure emanating from him made Grimmjow hesitant to act rashly.

"The one who will kill you." A voice, its tone indistinct, suddenly rang out, and the person opposite was already swooping down towards Grimmjow.

Chapter 583: Ichigo Kurosaki's Reflection

what? !

In all his years, Grimmjow had never seen such an arrogant fellow. Especially after becoming an Arrancar, his strength increased dramatically, and he didn't even bother with the once unapproachable Vasto Lorde.

Even the captain-level Grim Reaper, whom he once considered invincible, was nothing more than a defeated foe. How dare this strange cloaked figure before him underestimate him?

"You're asking for death!" With a cold look in his eyes, Grimmjow raised his right arm and charged forward.

Bang.

A muffled thud.

A powerful sonic boom erupted in mid-air.

Grimmjow was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, piercing through the entire street behind him and kicking up clouds of dust.

"How is this possible!" He stood up again, an expression of disbelief on his face. This guy, without using any weapons! He sent him flying with just his bare body? The opponent's arm was even harder than his own copper skin? "Who are you?"

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“It doesn’t matter who it is.” The cloaked figure, who was actually Nel, said in a neutral voice, “Just remember that you will die by my hand, that’s all.”

"Damn it, don't underestimate me!" Grimmjow roared, his spiritual pressure surging rapidly, as if a whirlwind was gathering around him.

"Oh, really?" However, the cloaked figure opposite him appeared like a ghost in an instant, sweeping over him with a whip kick.

Bang.

Another loud bang.

Amidst the billowing smoke and dust, when Grimmjow stood up again, a clear bloodstain appeared on his forehead. "Damn it! Damn you, you bastard!" Clearly, he was enraged. He gripped his Zanpakuto at his waist with his right hand and drew it with a clang.

Ding-dong.

A crisp sound.

Grimmjow's attack, fueled by resentment, was easily blocked by his opponent with one hand. Grimmjow calmly said, "It's useless. You are no match for me. No matter how much you unleash your potential, this is all you can achieve."

"Bastard, you bastard!" Grimmjow, with his immense pride, could not tolerate such mockery. Clenching his teeth, he roared, "I'll kill you!"

buzzing.

Dark red particles gradually formed on his fist. Finally, they condensed into a thick beam of light. Wherever the light touched, everything was annihilated; it was simply unmatched!

"A Cero?" Nel's tone was somewhat sarcastic as she said softly, "This is nothing, not even enough to fill a tooth gap." She opened her mouth and swallowed the seemingly indestructible Cero as if it were a candy.

Eaten it?! That's impossible!

Grimmjow was utterly stunned, inwardly on the verge of a breakdown. His Cero had been swallowed whole by this unknown guy? Just who the hell was he?

Before his thoughts could even drift away, a red light instantly caught his eye. The thing that had swallowed his Cero had actually opened its mouth and spat it out again.

The terrifying, chilling ray struck Grimmjow squarely.

Boom!

A huge mushroom cloud formed in the sky. The incandescent beam of light from the explosion shot into the sky.

"This...this is the power of the Espada?" Ichigo Kurosaki had already learned the cloaked woman's identity. The aftershocks of her battle with Grimmjow were beyond Ichigo's imagination.

"That's...that's terrifying." Rukia, who had already recovered from her injuries, was also filled with astonishment.