The only player in the world of Bleach

He was very satisfied with this life and was willing to continue living at this pace.

and so……

Any attempt to disrupt or alter the people and things within his sphere of knowledge will result in his 'crazy' retaliation.

For those from Rukongai, face is equivalent to life.

Because there are always people looking at you and observing your situation—even the slightest bit of cowardice or retreat will attract the covetousness of others.

In the world of Ghost City, failure is not allowed.

Because this means injury and elimination.

He had high hopes for Sanchao Jin, but since he lost, there was nothing more to say... This was just a part of the game, and it was a rule that everyone should abide by.

As for himself?

Naturally, we will retaliate most fiercely against those who offend us!

The Eleventh Division was his private domain, his paradise. Kenpachi Onijo would not tolerate any offense or trampling upon it, not even by his students…

No.

Rather, it's more accurate to say...

It is precisely because he is just a greenhorn student that he deserves to be bullied so badly!

After all, there aren't many opportunities to show off one's power. If one can't seize the opportunity to establish one's own prestige and firmly control the entire squad, then San Chaojin's death will have been in vain.

Such thoughts echoed in his mind before finally settling down. Oni Yancheng Kenpachi wore a rather disdainful smile, and at that moment raised his hand and lightly waved it.

"Men, let's go!"

Such behavior, involving gatherings of friends and acquaintances, resembled that of street thugs, causing nearby residents to avoid the area.

These people were already infamous far and wide, and the local residents' disgust for them was palpable.

But Oni Kenpachi didn't care.

Just like the life he lived in Rukongai.

The opinions and thoughts of those at the bottom are meaningless; they only need to consider the thoughts of their superiors.

In other words... taking responsibility for one's superiors—that's his philosophy of life.

Although he sees today's actions more as an 'execution', he has no other choice.

This is exactly what it means to run into the line of fire—don't blame me, young man. You haven't experienced life at the bottom, so you won't understand my difficulties and thoughts.

"Hey, where exactly is it?"

Gui Yancheng glanced to the side, and the latter, whose expression had been serious, now twitched.

You can't pretend you didn't hear what your boss is asking...

"Reporting to the captain! The location is on the main street of West Third District!"

The competition was not held within the Seireitei, which did not surprise Onigeki.

After all, the Seireitei not only strictly prohibits private duels, but even the release of a Zanpakuto requires permission... otherwise, you'll be in deep trouble.

Such is typical of places with strict rules. Gui Yancheng had no objection to the matter itself; he was just slightly surprised by the venue's decision.

after all……

'Wanting to choose where you want to die is always a painful experience.'

He did consider the possibility that the other party might flee in panic, or cower and refuse to accept it.

But none of that matters. Coming from a rogue background, he has plenty of ways to extract the 'value' he wants from these brats.

however.

This situation and development were somewhat unexpected.

The other party accepted the invitation and proactively arranged a meeting place.

This judgment is seen as a suicidal act by anyone, including Oni Ichijo Kenpachi.

Perhaps they've already given up entirely?

After all, he couldn't find any other reason for the time being.

'Let him die with a little dignity later...'

For someone who can read the air, Oni Kenpachi wouldn't mind letting them leave with a little more dignity.

His thoughts were in turmoil as he began to walk.

He headed towards the West Gate. As one of the captains of the Gotei 13, he had the authority to freely enter and leave the Seireitei.

Seeing the awe and caution in the eyes of everyone around him, Oni Kenpachi felt a great sense of satisfaction.

This is it.

The purpose of living is to be under the gaze of many and to feel the awe and respect they receive!

These are all things that come with status and strength... That's why Kenpachi Onigenjo is so obsessed with the title of the Eleventh Division.

"Captain, we've arrived."

The voice came from the side, and Gui Yancheng snapped back to reality.

He lowered his gaze and looked into the distance.

On the wide street, a large crowd had spontaneously formed a circle around the perimeter. And within this circle stood two figures…

A woman with black hair, dressed in night clothes, looked at Gui Yancheng with a complicated expression. She seemed to want to say something.

But the person next to him raised his hand to stop him, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, leave the rest to me."

Soi Fon didn't speak, but just nodded slightly with her cheeks clenched.

"Then be careful."

She left.

When Yusuke Matsushita reappeared after half a month, he exuded an even more composed and calm demeanor.

He crossed his arms and looked confidently at Gui Yancheng.

The gaze made the latter slightly uncomfortable... because this was not the expression a person awaiting death should have.

A slight unease welled up inside him, and he habitually uttered some trash talk before a fight—a common occurrence when he used to fight people in the street.

"Hey, finally couldn't wait to come and die, huh?"

Don't misunderstand.

Matsushita Yusuke slightly raised his head, held his right hand out, and pointed his index finger at Oni Ichijo from a distance.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing his long, tied-up hair to flutter high in the wind.

Full of vigor and high spirits!

"You are the challenger."

082: Triple!

Am I...the challenger?

What is this guy talking about? Why am I the challenger?

Gui Yancheng's brain couldn't comprehend overly 'profound' trash talk, so it took him a few seconds to react.

He was mocking me… Once Gui Yancheng realized this, his expression clearly turned ferocious.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

If he had groveled and begged for mercy, he might have let the other party die a quicker death! But his current behavior, and his provocative words just now, have completely eliminated that possibility.

That wretched brat, there's no point in saying more!

He raised his right hand without hesitation.

Not choosing to draw the sword... ultimately, this is also a kind of 'arrogance'.

"You're not worthy of my weapons"—this contemptuous display, used to further diminish the other party's 'value for survival,' is a common tactic of Onige Kenpachi.

Captain-level spiritual energy coiled around his fist, and one could feel that the surrounding air seemed to have become much thicker at this moment.

"Gu..."

Soi Fon, who was watching from the sidelines, had his brows furrowed.

No matter how you look at it, there's no chance of winning... There's an insurmountable gap between those at the captain level and those below them.

The difference in spiritual pressure is the difference in essence, and Soi Fon simply cannot imagine that Matsushita Yusuke could win... In fact, if the person in question had not insisted on going up against the wall time and time again, Soi Fon would never have agreed to let him go up against the wall.

—What are you really thinking?

at the same time.

Not far from the standoff area, the two people watching from the sidelines also kept their eyes glued to the scene.

Aizen Sousuke.

It seems reasonable that he would be here.

Surprisingly, Tosen Kaname was also present, and his expression was similarly tense.

"What's wrong, Tosen? Are you feeling nervous?"

When questioned by their superiors, the latter instinctively wanted to deny it.

"No, I..."

However, after a brief moment of thought and silence, he lowered his head slightly and finally admitted Aizen's judgment.

"I am indeed... a little worried."

"It's alright, this is a very normal reaction."

Worrying about your companions is nothing to be ashamed of, especially since the current situation has already exceeded what most people would have expected.

Aizen Sousuke said with a smile.

"Given Matsushita's current skill level, although he has improved a lot, it is still somewhat difficult for him to compete with a captain-level figure."

"Then why..."

Why should we make him accept this invitation?

The boss will answer first, so what's the point of saying anything?

"Dongxian, what do you think are the essential qualities of a strong person?"

Don't answer questions with questions!

"This subordinate is unaware..."

"It is a heart that dares to take on challenges and is not afraid of difficulties."

Aizen Sousuke said calmly.

"While weighing the pros and cons is certainly the most appropriate approach, if you want to climb to the top, you can't do it without a courageous and unwavering heart."

He glanced to his side with a half-smile, but unfortunately, Tosen's dark face revealed no emotion, so Aizen eventually withdrew his gaze.

"Tosen, you yourself possess considerable talent. However, compared to Matsushita-kun, you still have much to improve and change..."

It was said in a very subtle way, but the content was quite straightforward.

This is tantamount to directly stating that Tosen Kaname does not possess the prerequisites to become a strong person.

However, the latter seemed quite frank, not only not refuting at this moment, but also lowering his head and responding deeply.

"I understand... but, Mr. Matsushita, do you really have no plans for him?"

"Don't worry, I won't joke around with Matsushita's life. That guy..."

At this point, Aizen Sousuke fell silent for a long while. He seemed to be carefully choosing his words, and after a long pause, he spoke softly.

“He has his own ideas, and... he is very different from all the Grim Reapers I know.”

Having said that, Aizen completely lost interest in continuing the discussion. He gazed into the distance and pondered.