Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

"Don't you understand?" Su Feng rubbed his chin, a little puzzled, "Is he a fool?"

He originally thought that Ulquiorra had been intercepted by Aizen in advance, but what he didn't expect was that after many years, this guy actually appeared in the realm of the Hollow Kingdom.

For this heartless Vastod Arrancar, Sufeng was quite caring.

Whether in terms of potential or loyalty, Ulquiorra is impeccable.

If I have to say what the problem is, it's probably that I'm too empty on weekdays.

"No, I understand."

Ulquiorra deadpanned, "It's just that I don't want to submit."

"I have more important things to accomplish, to understand what the heart is..."

Before he could finish his words, Su Feng raised his hand to interrupt him: "Mind, the thoughts and emotions produced by consciousness."

“A general term for consciousness and mental activity, the source of the most important cognition, emotion and awareness.”

"The three natures are one, harmonious and without division..."

A series of professional terms were thrown out, and Ulquiorra was stunned on the spot.

He thought he was far away from the answer, but he didn't expect there would be so many answers.

He could understand every word the Grim Reaper said, but when they were put together they became a bunch of completely unfamiliar sentences.

Harribel, who followed, also had a complicated expression after hearing this. For a moment, she didn't know how to look at the Majesty she was loyal to.

Do you want to hear what you are saying?

"The heart has many answers. I know more than a hundred."

Sufeng stood defenselessly in front of Ulquiorra and slowly opened his five fingers. "What's in here?"

"Nothing at all."

Put your five fingers together and clench them into a fist.

"now what?"

"Still nothing."

"Wrong!" Su Feng shook his fist, "Absolutely wrong!"

"This is my heart, the heart that breaks everything."

Ulquiorra's eyes became more and more confused, and he felt that he was getting further and further away from the correct answer.

But inexplicably, I felt that what the other person said seemed to make sense.

"Back to the original topic."

Su Feng straightened his mind and asked, "Submit or..."

"Forget it. You won't be convinced unless I give you a beating."

He suddenly realized that although Ulquiorra was confused and empty in his heart, he was still a Hollow in essence.

In the world of Daxu, the strong are the kings, it's that simple.

The reason why Harribel and Nel failed was because they were not strong enough.

After beating this guy up, he will probably understand how strong his heart is.

A white feather ornament floated out and landed directly on Nelue's head.

Then, Su Feng took off the black Death Tyrant suit on his upper body, revealing his perfect muscle lines.

A bluish-white spiritual pressure rose violently, and white air currents exploded from his shoulders and back, spreading out as if with wings, and the aura of oppression instantly covered the entire area.

Ulquiorra was alert to Daisaku, and his originally dejected expression suddenly became serious.

death!

This is the breath of death!

As Vastod, his intuition far exceeds that of the God of Death.

In critical moments, they can easily identify the source of danger.

“Feel the power of the heart!”

Sufeng did not hesitate or waver. The wind from his fist came whistling in an instant, and the air flow in front of him immediately exploded with a deafening roar.

This is the phenomenon that occurs when airflow is compressed to the extreme.

When the instant state is activated, Sufeng's combat power is not much weaker than that of the initial state, and in some specific circumstances, it is even more brutal.

Just like now.

The fist wind whistled at him, Ulquiorra's pupils suddenly shrank, and he activated the ringing movement at the fastest speed in his life, forcibly moving his body away.

However, even so, the waist was still slightly scratched.

Bang!

Just from the aftermath, the whole person was like a rolling gourd, rising and falling on the sand, rolling out several large pits.

"Huh?" Su Feng closed his fist and raised his eyebrows, "You actually dodged it."

"You are really lucky, kid."

Ulquiorra stood up from the white sand. The cloth wrapped around his waist had a huge hole in it, and even his indestructible steel skin was red and on the verge of breaking.

He couldn't understand.

He is clearly a god of death, so how come his fighting style is even more hollow than that of a hollow?

Ever since he realized the difference between himself and his clan members, he has been wandering around every corner of Hueco Mundo, and has even been to the human world more than once.

Although I haven't found the answer to what the heart is, I am still knowledgeable.

He had seen many Grim Reapers, but this was the first time he had seen one like this.

A freak of a death god?

While Ulquiorra was still pondering the difference, the premonition of danger approached again. A fist as big as a casserole broke the airflow in front and approached with an unstoppable force!

Without too much time to think, the ringing was activated again. Ulquiorra didn't think that he could compete with the opponent in this state.

But Sufeng had already been prepared for the sudden change.

Before he could launch his attack, another big hand came straight over and grabbed Ulquiorra's left arm.

"Do you feel it?" A cruel smile appeared on Su Feng's lips, "This is the power of my heart!"

Ulquiorra only felt that his arm was as if being pressed under the mountain, and the terrifying force acting on it made him unable to resist it at all.

scoff-

Flesh and flesh were torn apart, bones were broken, and large blood flowers bloomed gorgeously under the moonlight.

An entire arm flew high up, and then fell heavily into the white.

Ulquiorra quickly backed away while holding his broken arm. The fleshy buds on the broken area were intertwined and growing crazily. In just a few breaths, a perfect and brand-new white arm reappeared.

As the Arrancar who is best at super-speed regeneration, he can recover in a short period of time as long as the injuries are not to the head or internal organs.

Although he had not yet understood the answer given by the God of Death, he was clear about one thing, if he did not kill the God of Death completely, he was afraid that he would never find the answer to the question in the future.

Thinking of this, the Zanpakuto with a cold glow was pulled out from his waist, and the materialized dark green spiritual pressure light burst out from Ulquiorra's body and rushed straight into the sky!

"Seal it down, Blackwing Demon!"

Under the crescent moon, dark green raindrops poured down, covering the entire battlefield.

Under the moonlight, the black wings spread out, and the spiritual pressure storm raged and swept across, whistling and circling to the top of the sky.

Ulquiorra's appearance changed drastically. The horns on his bone helmet became more ferocious, and his black nails stretched into claws, like a real demon.

Su Feng looked at everything that was happening before his eyes with a slightly surprised look.

Ulquiorra is an autonomous Arrancar, but not a completely autonomous Arrancar.

To be precise, only half of his face was broken.

As a pure white human being who was born without a mouth, Daxu left the cave where he lived and wandered alone in Hueco Mundo because his shape and habits were different from his own kind.

And when he encountered a strange white jungle, he decided to drown himself in nothingness. When he was completely immersed in it, the mask that was originally covering his face shattered.

At this moment, he evolved from a Hollow to an Arrancar, and at the same time, he also realized the power called Return to Blade.

The reason why Sufeng thought that the Arrancar was incomplete was because he did not detect any trace of the aura of the god of death on Ulquiorra.

Unlike the autonomous Arrancar Koyate Stark encountered before.

The aura of the god of death on that guy is almost overflowing. If you ignore the violent hollow spiritual pressure, you can just treat him as a normal god of death.

But Ulquiorra is different.

Perhaps because of the help of external forces, his Arrancar is not complete.

Being able to display the power of Return Blade at this time can only be described as an unexpected surprise.

"You're good."

Su Feng raised his lips again, a ferocious look on his face, "Let's have a fight!"

"Understand what the heart is in battle!"

The white airflow exploded at the side of the body again, and the whole person was surrounded by the hazy airflow. At the same time that the sand surface exploded under the powerful reaction force, the figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.

When it appeared again, it was already close to Ulquiorra.

Faced with the danger coming again, Ulquiorra did not dare to be careless and instantly condensed a moonlight sword made of spirit particles in his palm.

The light flashed, and it slashed straight forward with ferocity!

The surging ghost spiritual pressure continued to surge on Yu Sufeng's shoulders and back. Facing the sharp Lingzi Moonlight Sword, he didn't even have the intention of dodging.

The violent airflow ran rampant between the fists, and indescribable terrifying oppression descended in an instant!

Instant roar! One bone!

Boom!

The fist bone and the blade collided in front, and the suffocating force instantly shattered the Moonlight Sword, and countless spirit particle fragments scattered in the air.

next moment.

As Ulquiorra's pupils shrank, the fist bone containing terrifying power hit his chest.

with no doubt.

The whole person was blown away, and the steel skin that he was so proud of was shattered immediately. The sound of broken bones rang in his ears, especially crisp.

The explosive fist wind created an unprecedented sandstorm in the desert, and endless white sand whistled under the sky.

In this spectacular scene, Ulquiorra's figure flying backwards seemed as small as a grain of sand.

Deep furrows were plowed into the sand, stretching like an abyss to the end of the sight.

Ulquiorra struggled to hold up his body, but before his broken bones could recover, his vision suddenly went dark.

Looking up, the strange yet familiar ferocious smile appeared before my eyes again.

Without any nonsense, Sufeng suddenly stretched out his right hand, with five fingers spread out, and clasped Ulquiorra's head.

In the instant state, his power was amplified to the limit.

If the Moonlight Sword hadn't blocked some of the impact, that blow alone would have been enough to rip Ulquiorra open.

After realizing that the other party was still conscious, Sufeng swung his arm and threw it down with extreme ferocity.

Boom!

Endless sand waves rose into the sky, the sand surface sank, and a huge deep pit expanded rapidly toward the outer circle with Sufeng as the center.

Just one strike created a spectacle.

Looking down from the sky, it was as if a stone was thrown into the lake, and circles of ripples spread out from the desert.

In the flying dust, Sufeng picked up Ulquiorra again, and only loosened his clenched fingers after making sure that the other party had completely lost consciousness.

boom.

The broken body fell into the huge deep pit, like an abandoned rag doll.