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"Is this... really true?"

Unohana Retsu lowered her gaze and spoke in a chilling tone.

"Who knows?"

As mentioned before, the ability of Matsushita Yusuke's Zanpakuto is extraction, so the target he chooses each time is quite intriguing.

Although he cannot explicitly specify the selection, he can exploit loopholes through cheating-like methods... For example, he can treat everyone within the barrier as the target and extract the whole group as the object.

The most memorable and unforgettable figures among these people will appear at such times.

Not far away, there was that figure walking amidst the flames...

It was a thousand years ago, before it had aged, and a hideous demon.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni: The Millennium Blood War Pro Max has arrived!

228: We are the challengers.

A well-known fact.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni was a living fossil within the Seireitei, capable of both walking and thinking.

He's lived long enough and seen enough things. But most importantly... the old guy is really good at fighting.

In a sense, he alone was the entire fighting force of the Seireitei.

Roughly speaking, the Gotei 13 have a total strength of ten units, the old man has nine units, and the remaining dozens of people are scrambling to get one unit...

Now, he was facing a ferocious middle-aged man who was in his prime, looked like he was middle-aged, and even had black hair.

At that moment, almost all four of them instinctively moved backward.

Even Unohana Retsu is no exception—the crazy woman may not appear calm on ordinary days, but she can generally distinguish between what is important and what is urgent in more serious situations.

Of course, things might be different if Lao Ba were there?

What should we do?

There was a slight sense of confusion in Jushiro Ukitake's tone, and this same feeling could also be sensed in Shunsui Kyoraku.

Both were Yamamoto's most outstanding disciples, and Yamamoto's teachings and philosophy of life have permeated their entire lives since long ago.

But at this very moment, they are about to turn their blades against their former mentor?

Even though they knew that the current situation was just like a dream, the two of them still felt an indescribable tension.

Even if they mustered up their courage again, they probably wouldn't be able to unleash even half of their original strength.

Seeing this reaction, Chojiro Sasakibara, who was standing nearby, unconsciously frowned.

He understood their thoughts all too well.

So at this point, I have no intention of speaking or trying to persuade them.

Because it's pointless... For those who have lost their will to fight, it's better to let them retreat for a short rest than to rush into battle.

Chojiro Sasaki quickly made his own judgment.

"Captain Unohana!"

"Ah."

The latter drew his sword in response and lowered his body slightly at that moment.

In that case, let the two of them go first!

"The situation with our opponents isn't entirely clear yet, so let's proceed cautiously, Captain Unohana..."

"I see."

A probing attack, by trying things out little by little, helps to figure out the opponent's logic and make more judgments.

In the most ideal scenario, this 'Yamamoto' would be nothing more than an empty shell, possessing no real strength whatsoever.

Even if the two of them don't join the battle, the combined efforts of Suzakube and Unohana Retsu will be enough to take him down.

So... what about the less-than-ideal situation?

Before Chojiro Sasaki could even settle his thoughts, Retsu Unohana had already leaped forward, her toes barely touching the ground!

It's not that I don't want to discuss how to get started, but I simply feel that instead of thinking too much, it's more practical to just get started and try it out.

after all……

'I didn't have the chance to fight you when I was younger, but now that I've seen you, I can't help but want to give it a try.'

Now.

How much of your former strength do you actually possess?

"Let me see! Yamamoto!"

Her figure was like a ghost, moving close to the ground, then suddenly rising up and stabbing fiercely at Yamamoto's jaw.

The movements were incredibly swift and the posture was extremely light.

At this moment, Unohana Retsu was already exuding a chilling killing intent!

However... the outcome did not unfold as expected.

Yamamoto didn't make any unnecessary reaction; he simply took a half-step back as if he had anticipated this development.

He swiftly and decisively dodged the fatal blow, his left hand thrusting out, penetrating straight in, disappearing from that fleeting, ethereal movement...

He grabbed Retsu Unohana by the neck.

"cough……"

He only managed a short cough before he was lifted up and slammed down hard, before he could utter a single coherent word.

bump!!!

The earth cracked open, and rocks flew everywhere.

Despite being severely injured in the instant of the collision, Retsu Unohana showed no sign of backing down. Instead, she gritted her teeth and thrust out her Zanpakuto.

Pong!

With a crisp sound, Yamamoto deftly parried the attack, and in the process, tightened his grip on the hand that was holding his throat.

The madwoman, who had been contorted with rage just moments before, was now completely subdued and had virtually no chance of fighting back.

"You evil heretics, prepare to die!"

Yamamoto maintained his restraints without any expression. He didn't even make any meaningful release movements; he simply turned the blade and pressed it downwards.

The simple and straightforward behavior, however, highlights a coldness that borders on 'cruelty' at this moment.

"Stop!!!"

A streak of purplish-red lightning bolt pierced the air and struck Yamamoto's right hand directly, subtly altering his movements.

"..."

He just didn't pay much attention to it.

In a situation where there are many opponents, the most important thing to do right now is to take the initiative and eliminate one of them.

He continued to swing his Zanpakuto, but the expected feel and the splattering blood did not appear... After a brief hesitation, he turned his head away.

Seeing Kyoraku Shunsui, panting heavily, crawling out of the shadows carrying Unohana Retsu, he snorted coldly and straightened up.

All efforts were in vain?

That's not the case...

"Do you think these trivial tricks can make things difficult for this old man?"

No, no, who would think that?!

Jushiro Ukitake looked at Retsu Unohana, whose mouth was bleeding and who looked like he was in pain, and asked her with concern.

"Captain Unohana, are you alright?"

"Cough... It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about."

However, there are more pressing issues to consider right now.

"This Yamamoto... he's very strong..."

Some things are obvious even without being emphasized, since Retsu Unohana certainly had no reason to hold back during their fight.

In this situation where neither Zanpakuto is released, the conditions for both sides should be equal, but even so... she was instantly suppressed, almost to the point of being killed on the spot.

As powerful as ghosts and gods... that might be what they mean by this situation.

Wiping the traces from the corner of her mouth, Unohana Retsu coughed as she stood up. She looked slightly disheveled, clearly indicating that the brief conflict had not been as simple as she had described.

The situation changed so quickly that the several people in the standoff looked bewildered.

Kyoraku Shunsui grimaced, his voice trembling slightly.

"Was Master Shan really this powerful before?"

Jushiro Ukitake was making the most of the time, working together with Retsu Unohana to use the Return Technique to recover from their injuries as quickly as possible.

As for Chojiro Sasakibe, his palms, which were tightly gripping his Zanpakuto, were covered in fine sweat... and his voice was trembling slightly as he spoke.

"This is indeed... Captain-Commander Yamamoto's previous strength."

As a former close subordinate and now his deputy, Quebu's speech was the most valuable.

This is something that might sound very counterintuitive.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's strength was not, in the literal sense, "the older he gets, the more powerful he becomes."

"After that battle a thousand years ago, Captain-Commander Yamamoto was more or less aware of the extent of the bloodshed he had caused... to the point of no return."

The Asura sheathes his sword, the demon closes his eyes... that's roughly what this situation describes.

"Since then, Captain-Commander Yamamoto has rarely initiated combat with anyone... Compared to before, the current Captain-Commander is more compassionate and cautious."

Admittedly, in terms of refining spiritual pressure and utilizing the abilities of Zanpakuto, individuals who have accumulated experience over time are definitely more powerful in combat.

But on the other hand...

The strange law that the older and rougher something is, the more powerful it is, also applies to this situation.

So... the most troublesome situation may not be right now.

Kyoraku Shunsui swallowed hard, looking somewhat bewildered at the distance—it was unclear whether this was a mere behavioral 'hint' or if he himself had already realized the time was ripe.

all in all.

Something indescribable was about to erupt at that moment.

Bang! ! !

With a deafening roar, an extremely terrifying aura emerged from the mountain itself.

His spiritual pressure began to rise steadily, and his expression of hatred for evil now appeared as terrifying as a demon.

The worst-case scenario has occurred.

The pro version of Yamamoto, who has fought a thousand-year bloody battle, is about to unleash his Zanpakuto at this moment.

With a mix of trepidation and a desperate, almost reckless attitude, Kyoraku Shunsui adopted a fawning expression and raised his right hand to point to his cheek.

He said with a forced smile.

"Grandpa Shan...do you still remember me? I'm your student."

Is it possible to reach a settlement?

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto did not react, but the others who were confronting each other turned to look at Kyoraku Shunsui.

You'll say anything to survive, kid...

but.

This is one possible solution!

After all, no one can guarantee whether this fake mountain still retains some normal cognition.

Although they had just given Unohana Retsu a good beating, from another perspective, it could also be argued that they struck first, causing the other party to have a similar stress response.

In short, there are always many types of reasons that can be found if you want to explain them.