Ichigo leaves and takes up residence in Soul Society!

"One Zanpakuto transformed into a spirit form, while the other didn't even lose its blade..."

This is distinctly different from the usual Bankai, which often becomes "giant" or "exaggerated," like controlling something of enormous size.

too small.

Too delicate.

"If I were that kind of blind person, I would definitely think that way..."

A look of seriousness flashed in Yamamoto Genryusai's eyes.

Such a grand display turned out to be nothing more than a change of clothes... It seems utterly unworthy of its name, like a pretty face with no substance. If that's really the case...

How can we explain the terrifying increase in spiritual pressure that occurs under this posture?

How can this tangible sense of oppression be explained?

How can I explain the sense of crisis that is spreading in my heart?

at this time.

Ichigo disappeared from the spot almost without warning.

"!?"

Yamamoto Genryusai opened his eyes wide, slightly startled.

So fast!

It's many times faster than before.

And it looks a little familiar.

Light and sharp.

But what's even more unbelievable is that Ichigo, wielding the Bow of Light, actually adopted an incredibly brutal fighting style.

A lightning-fast frontal assault, or... a leaping slash!

If it were a real bow, it might not be suitable.

But strictly speaking... it was just a flash of light that looked like a bow.

Not only is there no problem, but it can also maximize the power of the slash.

After all... Crescent Moon is also a kind of "light".

In that instant, it was less like Hunhua was using a bow to smash people, and more like he was wielding a curved crescent moon to chop them down.

Yamamoto Genryusai attempted to parry with his sword.

But when I raised my hand halfway up, I suddenly couldn't move it.

"?!"

The old man keenly sensed something emerging from the ground, gripping his wrist like a strong steel wire, preventing him from swinging his knife.

Who else but the Four Palaces Master would do something like this at this time?!

They didn't even have a decent weapon in their hands. Logically, the people who should be rushing to fight right now were standing still.

Clench your fists and pull forcefully.

The ghost silk, launched with more agile fingers, not only boasts a firing speed comparable to the sword-drawing technique, but also offers significantly enhanced maneuverability.

It's also possible to burrow into the ground and then emerge from beneath Yamamoto Genryusai's feet, binding his hands and feet and interrupting his attack.

Seeing that Yamamoto Genryusai's hands and feet were bound, Xu Bai seemed to have thought of something and swung his sword before he could get close enough.

A dark blue crescent moon fell from the sky.

"Hmph! A little trick!"

Yamamoto Genryusai was even more brutal than Xu Bai. With his hands and feet restrained, he leaned back and delivered a headbutt, managing to withstand the black and blue crescent moon without taking a single step back. This was even more exaggerated than colliding one's head with a high-speed train engine.

However, taking advantage of the moment when he was struggling with Crescent Moon, Xu Bai had already circled around to his back.

"How about this move?"

This time... he really used a "bow" to chop people down!

The crescent-shaped, dark blue light expanded, unleashing an incredibly terrifying power.

Together with the previous blue-black crescent moon, it forms a pincer attack.

If it were slower, it would be fine, but its maneuverability is too high.

Yamamoto Genryusai could only rely on his spiritual pressure to withstand the attack.

boom!

It resembled a high-concentration plasma explosion.

The next moment, the intense white and blue light was obscured by the even more intense fire.

"Those bones are really hard...!"

Xu Bai, who had retreated out of the blast radius, smacked his lips.

Suddenly, a figure covered in flames shot out.

He was a battered and bruised captain.

Wielding a flaming blade, he charged towards Xu Bai with the speed of a meteor.

The latter raised his hand, as if to shoot.

Yamamoto Genryusai's advance came to an abrupt halt.

He immediately dodged to the side.

To outsiders, he looked exactly like a frightened bird.

In fact, this is the right thing to do.

Because just 0.1 seconds later, an incredibly fast white beam of light suddenly pierced through the aftershocks of the explosion, breaking through the obstructing sea of ​​fire and dust, just like a high-energy laser!

If he were still in the same spot, he would inevitably be hit in the back by this rather peculiar beam of light.

Yamamoto Genryusai had no time to ponder the origin of the pillar of light, because before he could even get a firm footing, Xu Bai decisively seized the opportunity and rushed forward.

A fleeting slash.

Ruthless to the extreme.

A wound was left on the old man's chest.

Since the start of the war, we have finally achieved tangible results.

As for the superficial injuries caused by the spiritual pressure impact and the tattered clothes covered in dust, they were merely superficial embarrassment, and no one would take them seriously.

The splattered blood made Xu Bai grin maliciously.

But the smile quickly vanished.

The blood evaporated into flames in mid-air before it even hit the ground.

The old man slammed his back foot to the ground, cracking the earth, and forcibly stabilized his body, which was almost knocked away by the slash. He let out a low, angry roar and used Ryujin Jakka to slash at the void white.

"Well done!"

Xu Bai was equally unyielding.

The bow of light in his hand instantly transformed into a giant crescent moon, clashing with the fiery blade that unleashed a sky full of flames, igniting the entire battlefield.

The ground within a radius of several hundred meters crumbled and collapsed, becoming as fragile as tofu dregs.

Heaven and earth faded.

Only crimson and blackish-blue remained, each occupying half, engaging in a fierce battle.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in armor appeared behind the old man.

"Truly worthy of being a top student of the Seireitei... Your grasp of the tactic of attacking from the rear when facing an enemy that must be defeated is impeccable. But I've been waiting for you!"

Yamamoto Genryusai had anticipated this, and while exchanging blows with Xu Bai, he pointed behind him with his left hand.

"Broken Dao No. 88: The flying dragon strikes the thief and the sky-shaking thunder cannon!"

One hand holds fire, the other holds thunder.

It seems they want to suppress both of them at once.

However, faced with this massive torrent of lightning.

The four palaces, however, did not care at all.

Go straight ahead.

They completely ignored the power of the lightning pillar.

They couldn't even stop their progress.

To say it's considered as air is an overstatement.

After all, air also has resistance.

The current state of the Four Palace Masters gives the impression of being flying in space!

Yamamoto Genryusai arrived in front of him in the short time it took him a moment to be stunned.

At the same time, the previously ignored Xu Bai abruptly sheathed his sword and retreated.

This caused Yamamoto Genryusai to exert too much force, and his body swayed involuntarily due to inertia.

The blue light in the eyes of the Four Palaces Lord became increasingly intense.

The dark silver armor glowed red in the firelight, and the cloak fluttered wildly behind it, as if trying to keep up with its master's speed.

"【Only Flash】!"

The Four Palace Master threw a punch.

Yamamoto Genryusai finally understood where the beam of light that had ambushed him earlier came from.

It was this slightly menacing right hand, encased in arm armor, that delivered the punch after clenching its fist.

Using the atmosphere as a sheath and the fist as a knife.

To throw a punch is to draw a sword.

Although it wasn't just a simple cutting technique, but a unique product combining the techniques of the Demon Path.

It's not advisable to arbitrarily change the pre-defined catalyst.

However, in Bankai state... after putting on this dark silver battle suit and transforming into a humanoid weapon, the person is enveloped by immense spiritual pressure, becoming the best catalyst himself!

Therefore, let alone using the atmosphere as a sheath.

He punched out a beam of light that pierced through the sea of ​​fire.

Using the atmosphere as a sheath... and transforming oneself into a "sword" to slash at the enemy, there's nothing wrong with that!

The fist that the Four Palace Master is about to throw out.

That is the "tip of a knife"!

boom!

A lightning-fast strike.

With the flaw exposed, there was no way to react.

The unstoppable punch struck the old man's face.

The spiritual pressure, condensed to its extreme, erupted.

The blinding light was so intense that it was hard to tell whether it was the glint of a sword or the glow of spiritual pressure that obscured everything.

Yamamoto Genryusai flew out of the light's range at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, out of the battlefield, over an old street ruin, and crashed into several dilapidated buildings before finally coming to a stop.

"call……!"

The old man's nose was bleeding, and blood was gushing from the corners of his eyes and mouth. He could no longer open his left eye.

His chest heaved uncontrollably, and his breathing was extremely disordered.

Before he could even catch his breath, he suddenly noticed a figure above him.