The Strongest Gentleman Development System in Naruto

Visibly, cracks began to spread across the spatial barrier that enveloped this fake Karakura Town.

However, just as this space was about to shatter, Wuyue suddenly withdrew the spiritual pressure she was emitting and returned it to her body.

"It's terrifying." Standing behind Mugetsu, Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead was already covered in a layer of cold sweat.

"Oh my, this is really interesting." Not far away, Gin Ichimaru, who was lying on the ground under the pressure of spiritual pressure, did not panic. Instead, he showed a look of great interest. "How will you deal with this level of power, Captain Aizen?"

silence.

Aizen's face turned extremely gloomy.

“When I was six years old, I already possessed spiritual pressure no weaker than yours.” Wuyue didn’t care about the other’s expression and calmly stated, “Otherwise, why do you think Hirako and the others would recognize me as their leader?”

"Hmph, that's right." After an unknown amount of time, Aizen finally came to his senses and said in a calm tone, "I did underestimate you a bit, boy. But even so, it's impossible for you to defeat me. Or rather, can you defeat me, who has been completely bound to the Hogyoku?" As he spoke, Aizen's previously injured arm instantly healed.

"Oh, so this is your reliance." Wuyue nodded and smiled. "Your super-fast recovery ability can indeed give you the illusion that you are immortal. But so what?" With a flash, she disappeared again.

puff.

A jet of blood shot out.

Aizen's entire arm flew into the air.

"I just need to beat you until you have no chance to regenerate." With a single strike, he severed Aizen's arm, and Mugetsu pressed forward again. He raised his hand and pointed lightly. "Hado #88: Flying Dragon Strike the Thief - Heaven-Shaking Thunder Cannon!"

Zzzzz.

A series of azure arcs of electricity erupted, condensing into a massive beam of light tens of meters in diameter in Wuyue's palm. It shot towards Aizen.

"Binding Spell #81: Severing the Void!" Without hesitation, Aizen raised his right arm, unleashing a transparent shield of light.

Boom!

The lightning strike cannon slammed directly into the light shield. The two collided, producing a muffled, thunderous explosion. Countless plumes of 09 dust billowed up.

Ok?

Seemingly realizing something was wrong, Wuyue suddenly frowned. At that moment, a blade suddenly appeared from behind and pierced his back.

"No Moon!" Kurosaki Ichigo roared, his eyes wide with fury.

"What a pity," Aizen said calmly. "Because he focused on attacking the front, he neglected his own rear. That's not a wise move."

scoff.

Aizen withdrew his sword, a spurt of blood flying out. Mugetsu, his eyes wide open, collapsed to the ground, seemingly unwilling to accept his fate.

Chapter 625 The Power of the Hogyoku

"Now it's your turn, boy." Aizen turned his gaze to the side, where Ichigo Kurosaki was standing there dumbfounded, seemingly unable to believe what he was seeing. "What do you plan to do? Aren't you going to attack?"

"Impossible... Mugetsu, how could this be..." Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to be still unable to react to the situation before him, his whole body trembling and his face full of astonishment.

"Was the blow too great?" Aizen seemed to understand, and said calmly, "In that case, you have no reason to live."

"Mugetsu!" Kurosaki Ichigo ignored him and roared loudly.

"I see. You're still not going to accept the truth?" Aizen said calmly, even with a hint of smugness. "I can understand. People always..."

"You're yelling too loudly." Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice rang out from the side. "With you like this, it's hard for me to launch a sneak attack, you idiot."

"Mugetsu!" Kurosaki Ichigo's face lit up with surprise. Aizen, however, frowned, stunned. "How could this be? Just now..." His gaze shifted to the corpse on the ground, which gradually transformed into a piece of grayish-brown wood. "It's that thing again. Is this your ability?"

“It’s called Wood Clone.” Mugetsu tilted his head and explained, “It’s not exactly an ability. To be precise, it’s more like a skill.” As he spoke, he formed a hand seal. Accompanied by several muffled thuds, four identical Mugetsu appeared before Aizen.

"This feeling of spiritual pressure isn't an illusion," Aizen said, narrowing his eyes. "A physical clone? That's a very useful skill."

"Right? It is indeed very useful." Mugetsu shrugged and said, "Then, you can enjoy it." The four Mugetsu simultaneously attacked from four sides, like the four corners of a parallelogram, rushing towards Aizen.

Ok?

Aizen's gaze sharpened, and he drew his sword, slashing down. He parried the attack from one of his clones, while simultaneously raising his left hand and whispering, "Hado #4: White Lightning!"

puff.

A burst of white lightning shot out, piercing directly through the shoulder of one of the clones. Even so, two more clones rushed in front of him and slashed down with their swords.

Pfft.

Bright red blood spurted out. Aizen staggered back several steps, a grave expression on his face. If this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer in his current state.

Boom!

A terrifying spiritual pressure surged forth from all sides. It was clear that Wuyue's four clones had simultaneously entered a state of intangibility. Their silver-white dragon horn masks exuded a chilling and terrifying aura.

"It's time to end this, Aizen." The four clones spoke at the same time, raising their hands from the four corners and slashing down with their swords.

Boom!

A tremendous explosion suddenly rang out. Countless plumes of smoke and dust enveloped the entire area.

"It is indeed over." Aizen's voice slowly rang out, "As a Shinigami, I have reached my limit. It seems that the Hogyoku is gradually understanding my thoughts." The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing his unharmed figure.

"What's going on? How could he be completely unharmed after facing such an attack?" Kurosaki Ichigo trembled, incredulous.

"It's not that I'm completely unharmed," Aizen corrected him, saying, "It's just that the Hogyoku helped me turn the unfavorable situation into one that's in my favor."

"What?" Kurosaki Ichigo stared in disbelief.

"The true power of the Hogyoku is not about breaking through boundaries. It's about transforming the ideas about things around you into tangible reality," Aizen said eloquently. "Of course, this is not without its limitations. The power of the Hogyoku can only draw out what it originally possessed."

puff.

Before he could finish speaking, Wuyue pierced him with a single blade. "Too much nonsense, can you stop explaining? Haven't you heard the saying, 'The villain dies from talking too much'?"

"Is that so?" Aizen seemed unconcerned about his injuries, saying calmly, "Why do you always refuse to let people finish speaking?" A liquid-like substance gradually rose and spread all over Aizen's body. "That's really impolite." He raised his right hand and waved it lightly.

puff.

Wuyue was cut in half at the waist, turning into two pieces of wood that crashed to the ground.

"Is that so?" Another clone appeared, plunging a blade into Aizen's heart. "There's no need for politeness with someone like you." He raised his hand and softly murmured, "Hado #90, Black Coffin."

A black cube suddenly appeared, like a coffin, enveloping Aizen. Countless shadow swords shot out, piercing into the coffin.

"Is it... over?" Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment at the sudden turn of events.

"Of course not." Wuyue's true form shook her head and said, "At most, this level of injury will only cause him some minor injuries."

"What a ridiculous joke." Before the words were finished, the black coffin shattered with a loud bang. Aizen, now covered in a layer of white solidified matter, appeared in their line of sight. "Injured? You're quite confident in your power, aren't you, Kurosaki Mugetsu?"

Chapter 626 Unbelievable!

"Your ninth Path of Destruction is indeed very powerful." Aizen's face was covered by white solidified matter, but he could still speak eloquently. "Even without chanting, it still possesses the original power. But against me, or rather, against my current self, it has no effect whatsoever."

"You really are quite leisurely," Wuyue sneered. "Do you really intend to maintain this composed state forever?" Just as he finished speaking, countless spiritual chains suddenly flew up, binding Aizen tightly from bottom to top like long snakes.

"Hmm? This is..." Aizen exerted a little force, but felt that he could not break free from the restraints of these spiritual chains.

Crescent Moon Sky Slash!

But at that moment, a wisp of silvery-white light emanated from the blade in Mugetsu's hand. It slashed downwards towards Aizen.

Thud... Crackle.

As if glass were shattering, strange cracks suddenly appeared on Aizen's body. And as the blade's energy fell, the entire earth let out a mournful cry, and a deep fissure split open from its center.

"Is it... resolved?" Kurosaki Ichigo asked, bewildered.

"That's about enough." Wuyue raised her head and said calmly, "He probably didn't expect that my Zanpakuto also possesses this kind of direct slashing power."

"I really didn't expect that," Aizen's voice rang out again. Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes narrowed instantly, staring blankly at the smoke and dust.

Dengdengdeng.

A figure slowly emerged.

Kurosaki Ichigo stared blankly at Aizen, muttering, "No, no way. He was hit by such a slash and he's still able to handle it with ease? No, something strange seems to have happened to his body..."

indeed so.

Then, on Aizen's forehead, where Mugetsu had struck, the milky-white solidified substance gradually fell off, revealing a few long, fine hairs.

"What the heck? What is that?!" Kurosaki Ichigo exclaimed in shock.

"Your slash is actually this powerful," Aizen said calmly. "It's beyond my expectations. But thanks to you, my path of evolution has become much smoother."

"Oh? So how do you plan to thank me?" Wuyue turned around and said calmly.

"Let me think about it." Aizen smiled and raised the blade in his hand. "How about I grant you a painless death?" As he spoke, his figure suddenly vanished.

Clang.

A crisp sound.

Mugetsu swung out his right arm, blocking the opponent's attack. Kurosaki Ichigo, who was watching from the sidelines, was stunned; he hadn't caught any trace of Aizen's movements at all.

No, it wasn't just the action! Even the opponent's spiritual pressure seemed to vanish in an instant. He only realized what had happened the moment he attacked. Putting himself in their shoes, if he had been the one attacked, he probably would have been dead in that instant.

Terrifying! What a terrifying guy...

Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive. Could he really defeat someone like this? And most importantly, his opponent seemed to be constantly evolving.

"Not bad, you actually managed to block my attack." Aizen forced Mugetsu back with a single move and said calmly, "You're stronger than I thought. But it's useless. In this situation, you've already reached your limit by barely blocking my attack. If this continues, your death is only a matter of time."

"Tsk." Wuyue clicked her tongue and said, "What kind of plot are you getting carried away with again? Why do you automatically imagine so many things? Limits? Do you really think I have limits?" With a flick of her right hand, she unleashed a slash.

Humph.

Aizen seemed slightly annoyed by Mugetsu's tactlessness. He easily blocked Mugetsu's attack with a flick of his left hand, then lunged forward again.

Kara.

Wuyue parried the opponent's attack with her longsword in her left hand, while raising her fist with her right hand and unexpectedly throwing a punch.

Bang.

Aizen easily blocked the punch. "...Your sword can't even attack me. Let alone attacking me with your body."

"Oh, you really think so?" Wuyue's expression was calm and even carried a hint of sarcasm.

Ok?

Aizen suddenly sensed something amiss. Immediately afterward, a second attack struck his fist. An overwhelming force sent him flying.

Having sent Aizen flying with a single blow, Mugetsu didn't stop there. He unleashed another punch at Aizen's retreating figure. "Tenryu's Air Strike!"

A gigantic, almost tangible fist shot through Aizen's body, striking him directly in the chest and abdomen. With a crack, the solidified substance on Aizen's body shattered once more, leaving behind a massive fist-shaped imprint. Aizen's body then pierced through dozens of enormous buildings before finally coming to a stop.