Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

After these remarks, Youxiu Ou Xu was somewhat broken down.

I thought it was a perfect plan, but it attracted everyone's attention.

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore."

After a moment of silence, Yushiro regained his initial calmness, "Even if I am dragged here by you, those copied spirit captains are enough to destroy the entire Soul Society."

However, to his surprise, after saying this, Kurotsuchi Mayuri on the opposite side not only did not show any sign of being anxious, but was still in a leisurely look.

He even took out some pastries from the Female Death God Association from the broken counter and ate them calmly, not taking the words just now to heart at all.

“You don’t really think that you can destroy Soul Society by targeting a spirit corpse with that level of enhancement, do you?”

"You are also a scientist, but you seem to have been blinded by hatred."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri chewed some unknown pastry in big mouthfuls and said vaguely, "More importantly..."

"With sufficient intelligence, would I just sit there and watch you develop your so-called 'great plan'?"

You Xu's expression suddenly changed.

He was about to launch an attack, but was shocked to find that his movements were slowed down countless times, and even Kurotsuchi Mayuri's movements were slowed down.

Even his every breathing movement was divided into countless pictures, which were played slowly bit by bit.

"Did you notice it?"

Niryuri said to herself, "I paid attention to you when you were still Inaba Shadow Wolf Zuo, or our dear Captain Sufeng."

"There is also Kujo Mochi who was also split. Although you hid her in the Calling Valley of the Broken World, there are still traces of her that can be found."

"In order to prevent situations like today, I used new drugs on you a long time ago."

"Superman medicine, let's just call it that for now."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri slowly walked up to the immobile Yushiro Oushu, cut his finger on the blade, and squeezed out a drop of blood that fell on the opponent's forehead.

As the blood seeped in, Youxiu Ouxu instantly returned to normal.

However, the brain suffered a severe headache due to the high-speed information processing, causing the person to fall to the ground and let out a shrill howl.

"It's painful, isn't it?"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri smiled like a devil.

"No, it's impossible. My body has long been immune to any poison."

Yu Shiou Xu's voice became extremely hoarse, and large beads of sweat oozed out of his pores, instantly soaking his Death Tyrant Suit completely.

"Poison?" Kurotsuchi Mayuri was surprised. "Why do you have such an idea?"

"In a way, the Superman drug is a strengthening drug that can easily allow anyone to achieve [superhuman feelings]."

"Magnify your own perception thousands, tens of thousands, or even trillion times in an instant."

"A drop of Superman medicine is considered the right amount only when it is diluted 250,000 times, and I specially added the undiluted original solution into your body."

"The second you just had should have felt like a hundred years!"

Yu Shiou fell to his knees weakly on the ground. There was clearly no scar on his body and even his spiritual pressure was in an abundant state, but his extreme mental weakness made it impossible for him to generate any strength at all.

"you……"

"When exactly..."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri grinned and looked down at the figure below from a high position:

"You're too confident in yourself, Yuji Ouch."

“Even Captain Sufeng wouldn’t dare to be so careless when facing me.”

Seeing that the other party was unwilling to answer his question, Youxu gritted his teeth fiercely, saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth uncontrollably. This was also one of the side effects of supersensory perception. He said in a hoarse and harsh voice:

"It doesn't matter. Even without me, the Soul Corpse Captains can completely destroy Soul Society!"

"Tsunayo Sufeng, who you have high hopes for, will also die tragically in this catastrophe!"

Kurotsuchi Mayuri nodded thoughtfully, then tapped the tattered table in front of him a few times.

The sound of gears turning rang out from underground. The sunken metal floor split apart and a huge screen rose up in the ruined laboratory.

"Since you are so confident..."

Kurotsuchi Mayuri smiled like a devil, "Then come and take a good look at the spirits that you have placed great hopes on."

In the picture, Sufeng was standing on the street outside the Fourth Division's jurisdiction, looking at the burly figure lying on the ground with distress.

…………

"Captain Komamura, I don't have any hope for you, though."

Su Feng sighed deeply, "But being knocked down by a fake is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Komamura Satsujin seemed to be very ashamed of his own battle record. He placed his huge head between two furry hands, not daring to look Sufeng in the eye.

"Old, I didn't expect that either."

"The opponent's attack will be so powerful that it can even be compared to the sword pressure of the captain-sama."

Sufeng nodded, but did not deny it.

With Bankai and Hollowification, the spiritual pressure of fake Unohana Retsu is not inferior to the original body at all. It is normal that the sword pressure in this state is not weaker than Yamamoto Genryusai.

"So, why don't you use Aether?"

"I think this is unjust..."

Komamura Sajin replied without much confidence.

If his insistence on justice caused the Soul Society to fall into crisis, he would probably live with guilt for the rest of his life.

"Sure enough, both you and the old man have a 'unique' understanding of justice."

Sufeng took this for granted.

It is unlikely to correct a concept that has been adhered to for hundreds or even thousands of years all at once. We can only place our hopes on the future.

"Actually, I have a question."

Sufeng suddenly asked.

"Captain Sufeng, please speak."

Komamura Satsujin seemed quite single at the moment, and he spoke everything he knew.

Sufeng thought:

"According to Captain Nirvana's improvement plan, after becoming a Hollow, the Death God will gain certain abilities of the Great Hollow to a certain extent, such as steel skin, high-speed regeneration, nerve detection and even sound transmission..."

"High-speed regeneration." Komamura Satsuki made no attempt to hide anything. "As a werewolf, my recovery ability is stronger than that of an average reaper. After becoming a hollow, I can survive even if my internal organs are destroyed."

Hearing this, Su Feng's eyes lit up: "Then I have an idea, do you think it is feasible?"

"what idea?"

"As we all know, one of the side effects of your werewolf tribe's human transformation technique is that you need to sacrifice your heart."

"When this secret technique ends, the body will degenerate into the state of a wild beast."

"If, I mean if."

Su Feng's expression was mysterious: "If I use the Hollow Transformation in the state of Human Transformation to regenerate my heart, can I become stronger without any side effects?"

Komamura Sajin was silent for a while: "..."

This was a path he had never imagined.

Why do I suddenly feel like the door to a new world has opened?

"Think about it carefully, I'm just making a suggestion."

Sufeng threw Komamura Zuozhen aside, captured the spiritual pressure of other spirit skeleton captains in his perception, and disappeared on the spot in an instant.

Looking at his receding back, Komamura Sajin fell into deep thought.

…………

Since nearly half of the captains were trapped in Dangai, only Yamamoto Genryusai, Amagai Shusuke, Komamura Sajin, Tsunayashiro Sufu, Zaraki Kenpachi, Kurotsuchi Mayuri and Ukitake Jushiro are left in the Soul Society.

Among them, Yamamoto Genryusai was besieged by his two spiritual corpse disciples.

He didn't use his swastika because he didn't want to affect Soul Society, so he was instantly at a disadvantage.

Struggling to hold up in the blazing flames.

Kenpachi Zaraki went crazy and fought alone against the three captains, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Byakuya Kuchiki, and Soi-Feng.

Tianbei Xiusuke was engaging in a battle of thunder and fire with himself, and the scene was once very spectacular.

Ukitake Jushiro even supported himself with his sick body to fight against Shiba Isshin. He was beaten to the point of coughing up blood many times during the battle and looked like he would not live long.

After realizing the spiritual pressure status of everyone, Sufeng decided to support Ukitake Jushiro first.

After all, no one knows when this guy will die of illness on the spot.

On the way to the 13th Squad's barracks, a hundred-meter-tall black-armored warrior appeared again.

What was different from before was that a hideous bone mask covered his face, and the majestic spiritual pressure was filled with an indescribable aura of brutality.

"That's more like it. Komamura should really learn from this."

He used instant step to dodge the opponent's slash, and a familiar ghost spell sounded in the sky.

"The dirty waves, the mad boat."

"Boiling, numb, flickering, sleepless."

Su Fengxu stepped into the sky, raised his right hand and pointed it forward, with twisted black lines emanating from his fingertips:

"The princess of steel also corrodes, and the clay doll also collapses."

"Gather, confront the enemy, and fill the ground to show them that they are powerless!"

"The Ninety of the Broken Dao: Black Coffin!"

The moment the words fell, a pitch-black iron wall rose from the ground, instantly covering the hundred-meter-tall black-armored warrior. Along with the appearance of dark lines all around, a black shadow as sharp as a blade instantly pierced through the warrior's iron body.

At the same time, the fake Komamura Satsujin below also had numerous wounds burst out, and a large amount of blood gushed out from them, dyeing himself blood red in just one second.

The burly figure knelt weakly on the ground, his eyes rolled back, and he had completely lost consciousness.

As the fake Komamura Satsujin collapsed like mud, his spiritual pressure completely disappeared on the street.

"To be honest, I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Su Feng glanced at the mud on the ground and grinned, "As usual, if Big Dog is not killed instantly by Black Coffin, how can he be called the Big Dog Captain?"

It's a pity to say that the last time he helped Komamura Zuozhen to become a hollow, he didn't launch the follow-up strangulation of the black coffin, which made Sufeng feel sorry for it for quite a long time.

Killing the spirit corpse instantly can, to some extent, satisfy my wish.

In the 13th Division's jurisdiction, Ukitake Jushiro coughed up blood from time to time, and used the ability of the Pisces Koi to fight back against the fake Shiba Isshin's Getsuga Tensho, barely able to hold on.

But when the opponent took out the bone mask and entered the virtual state, Ukitake Jushiro was kicked to the end of the street, instantly collapsing several buildings and plowing a long gully on the ground.

The fake Shiba Isshin had a ferocious look on his face, with lightning flashing in his eyes. He came in front of Ukitake Jushiro and held up the flaming Yangetsu:

"That's the end, Captain Ukitake..."

To his surprise, Ukitake Jushiro not only did not have the slightest fear of death, but instead let out a long breath and completely relaxed.

Following the direction of his gaze, I saw a figure walking on the gravel-strewn street.

"Tsunayashiro Sufu..."

The fake Shiba Isshin's pupils suddenly shrank, and when he was about to be on guard, he suddenly noticed a brilliant red light flash before his eyes.

When he came to his senses, Su Feng had already appeared beside him, just sheathing his sword.

The blazing temperature exploded in Fake Shiba Isshin's body, burning it to ashes from bottom to top in an instant.

It was not until the last moment of his death that he heard clearly that calm and peaceful voice:

"The wind of heat and annoyance..."

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