"Spirit King, what do you want to do?"
Captain Yamamoto was lost in thought, but at this moment, a strange "sense of impact" erupted from somewhere in Soul Society, and then spread unscrupulously in all directions.
That sense of impact was a strong desire to fight, and also a silent invitation:
"Those who can sense my fighting spirit, come find me, let us fight each other to death. There can only be one strongest person in the world!!!"
This provocation made Captain Yamamoto snort coldly. He subconsciously wanted to burst out his aura, respond fiercely, and then rush over to engage in a fierce fistfight with the host of the silent invitation. But when he was about to do so, he noticed something wrong with himself.
After thousands of years of cultivation and deliberate suppression, this "inability to help" is itself a strange thing.
Before Captain Yamamoto could figure it out, he discovered that several auras in Soul Society had suddenly erupted in response to the silent invitation, including Unohana Retsu, the former sword demon who had been silent for a thousand years.
Obviously, this silent invitation itself contains a special power that can arouse the fighting spirit in certain people.
But this is not important. What is important is that the greatest martial arts fanatic in Soul Society, the contemporary Kenpachi Zaraki, has already rushed over in a rage after bursting out his aura in response.
With his hands in his pockets, Ichigo Kurosaki strolled in the Seireitei Garden, wantonly bursting out his fighting spirit as a silent invitation.
"Soul Society is indeed a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are hidden. There are so many powerful enemies. Come on, come over here..."
A smile of bliss gradually appeared on Ichigo Kurosaki's face!
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The pure version of Ichigo Kurosaki's blessed smile:
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48. Fantasy battle is a fighter’s instinct
Sensing the wild and violent aura like that of a wild beast approaching him at flying speed, Ichigo Kurosaki was in a very good mood.
With his hands in his pockets, he strolled leisurely and even couldn't help humming a tune.
The only thing that made him feel regretful was that when he declared his presence with fighting spirit and issued a silent invitation, those truly powerful beings in Jingling Court did not really respond to him. Some of them revealed their aura but did not come over, and some did not even reveal their aura.
But it doesn’t matter, he will not miss any of the blissful feasts, but will eat them one after another.
Devour everything, devour everything, devour everything...
A certain whisper, so powerful and overwhelming, stirred up in Ichigo Kurosaki's heart!
Hearing the whisper, Kurosaki Ichigo's smile widened.
Ichigo Kurosaki was strolling leisurely like this, and naturally the god of death would meet him.
But the reactions of these Shinigami were very consistent. The moment they saw the existence of Kurosaki Ichigo, their legs trembled subconsciously, and this trembling caused by instinctive fear quickly spread from their legs to their faces, and even the Zanpakutō in their hands were shaking.
Don't go over there, don't get close to it, otherwise something unexpected will happen!
A strong premonition emerged from the soul of the god of death. No, it came from a place deeper and more fundamental than the soul.
These Shinigami could not understand where this premonition came from, but it did not matter, they had already made the choice instinctively, and when Ichigo Kurosaki hummed a tune and passed by them, they collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath to relieve the psychological pressure that was almost about to break them down.
After walking for a long time, Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly stopped and showed a confused expression.
The violent aura that responded to his will to fight, for some reason, was clearly approaching him, but in fact it was always taking a detour, turning left and right, and sometimes even running farther away.
"Is this the legendary military strategy?"
Ichigo Kurosaki had never read any professional fighting books, but he had heard some well-known kendo stories. Legend has it that when Miyamoto Musashi was fighting against Sasaki Kojiro, he deliberately arrived late, making Sasaki Kojiro upset after waiting for a long time, and his fighting spirit could not be maintained at its peak. Only then did he get the key to winning the duel!
Ichigo Kurosaki cannot determine whether this story is true. After all, as the traditional swordsman of Neon, Miyamoto Musashi has countless stories about him that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. There are at least N versions of this duel story alone. But no matter what, this story still makes some sense.
If such military tactics had not been deliberately adopted, it is possible that guy would have gotten lost!
But Ichigo Kurosaki didn't care too much. Not to mention that he now had a record of driving a mud truck to send his opponent flying before a duel. Before coming, he had already prepared himself mentally to face everything, no matter whether the enemy came openly or secretly, no matter whether it was a one-on-one fight or a group fight, he was willing to take it on without reservation.
In Ichigo Kurosaki's opinion, these are all necessary trials if he wants to embark on the path of becoming the strongest person who can defeat the entire world.
He continued to stroll leisurely, but he was not just waiting. Ichigo Kurosaki would occasionally stop to admire the bricks and tiles with unique patterns on an ordinary wall, and occasionally he would turn his head to quietly appreciate the flowers and plants growing luxuriantly on the roadside.
No one knew what Ichigo Kurosaki saw in these ordinary scenes, but they saw him occasionally smile with disdain or admiration.
With a loud bang, the belated enemy smashed the wall, waved his hand to clear the dust, and walked out with his head held high.
He is wearing the captain's feather robe of the 11th Squadron. He is tall, has a rough face, and a black eye patch. His hair is like a hedgehog, and he wears small bells on his clothes, which gives him a non-mainstream style. A cute little girl with pink hair is lying on his shoulder!
"Kenpachi Kenpachi, I told you, this direction is correct!"
The man called Kenpachi curled his lips and said, "Obviously, the direction I sensed was correct. I can get there sooner if I walk in a straight line. It's obviously you who kept nagging me, causing me to get lost for so long. Forget it..."
The man turned around and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo with a ferocious smile: "Kid, it was you who invited me, right? I haven't seen such a courageous traveler in a long time. My name is Kenpachi Zaraki, and I'm the captain of the 11th Division. I hope you can be more durable..."
What puzzled Zaraki Kenpachi was that Kurosaki Ichigo still had his back to him, concentrating on appreciating the ordinary scenery. He even raised his hand and waved it gently, signaling him to stay calm. Zaraki Kenpachi asked in confusion:
"What are you looking at, little traveler?"
After waiting for a while, Kurosaki Ichigo, with his back to Kenpachi Zaraki, raised his hand and pointed in a certain direction, and said leisurely:
"Many years ago, there seemed to be a lot of big explosions in the Jingling Court. Then, there were many death gods, hunting down a creature called Bavent. There was a Bavent who was fighting with those death gods here. It was quite interesting. Those Bavent had great power, but they didn't seem to know how to use it. It was a pity. I wonder if this creature called Bavent still exists now. I really want to fight with them and see."
Kenpachi Zaraki looked in the direction of Ichigo Kurosaki's hand, but found that it was just an ordinary corner. He tilted his head, as if thinking about something, and then he showed a look of sudden enlightenment:
"It seems that something like this did happen in the past. I was lost at that time and failed to chop down the Baventi that escaped from the laboratory. I don't know what it felt like to chop them. But, little traveler, is your ability to see past history? It feels very weak."
Ichigo Kurosaki slowly turned around and looked at Kenpachi Zaraki: "Your aura is pure and violent. You are a very delicious opponent. While waiting, I have been eager to taste you, but suddenly, I felt a little regretful. The history of Soul Society is so long, and such delicious opponents must be as numerous as stars. I was born in this era, but I am destined to have no chance to meet them. It is really lamentable. Then I began to imagine what kind of strong people there were in Soul Society in the past. Then, I found that I could see and feel... those auras left in history."
After Kurosaki Ichigo turned around, Kenpachi Zaraki subconsciously tightened the Zanpakutō in his hand, and the smile on his face instantly soared to the level of a perverted expression!
There is no need to confirm, just witness it, and you can feel it from the bottom of your heart... Spirit King, this enemy in front of you is worth chopping to death!
"Very interesting, so, what did you see?"
Facing the perverted expression that Kenpachi Zaraki showed when he clenched his Zanpakutō, Ichigo Kurosaki still put his hands in his pockets and smiled calmly:
"I saw quite a lot. For example, Captain Yamamoto, who returned triumphantly with the first generation of the Gotei 13 captains a thousand years ago, had a suffocating bloody smell that was really irresistible. In fact, if you had come a little later, I think I might not only see and feel, but even touch and have a great battle with Captain Yamamoto a thousand years ago. Of course, I can't travel through time, but it's not a problem to just have an imaginary battle with the remaining aura of the strong. I almost did it just now, and it's just because of your arrival that I'm back..."
Ichigo Kurosaki stretched out his hand, and there was a knife wound on the back of his right hand.
The hot and bloodthirsty breath lingered on the knife wound, so clearly and unmistakably. It was hard to tell whether it was an illusion or something else, because the knife mark was soon completely eliminated under the pressure of the squirming flesh and blood, leaving behind the skin as smooth as before!
Kenpachi Zaraki's smile has upgraded from perverted to super perverted: "Traveling brat, I take back what I said before, your ability is extraordinary. After I chop you down, please be sure to teach me!"
Ichigo Kurosaki said leisurely: "This is not an ability, but an instinct that naturally arises when a fighter reaches the absolute realm. But if it is you, I think you should be able to learn it. If you are still alive by then, you can come to me anytime!"
"Very good, kid, take out your weapon!"
"I've already taken it out."
Facing Kenpachi Zaraki's shout, Ichigo Kurosaki, with his left hand still in his pocket, just casually waved his right hand at Kenpachi Zaraki!
"Have the guts!"
With a perverted smile, Kenpachi Zaraki took a big step forward, holding his Zanpakuto tightly in his hand, and then chopped it up with an upper slash!
A strong wind blew in my face, and the noisy spiritual pressure came along with the blade!
Kenpachi Zaraki's Zanpakutō is very distinctive. It has a simple shape, a fragmented and uneven blade, and looks like a broken sword that is about to be scrapped. However, driven by the extremely violent spiritual power, this nearly scrapped broken sword appears so ferocious that even the fragmented blade looks like the fangs of a demon, which is terrifying.
Facing this knife, Ichigo Kurosaki did not block it. Instead, he spread out his hands and closed his eyes slightly, revealing a comfortable expression as if he was enjoying the warm afternoon breeze!
Ichigo Kurosaki expressed his will through actions. He intended to use his body to feel, taste and enjoy the attack from the enemy.
The knife chopped down fiercely, and the violent and sharp spiritual pressure even penetrated Kurosaki Ichigo's body, and directly cut the building behind Kurosaki Ichigo diagonally.
Amid the loud sound of the building collapsing, blood gushed out violently from Ichigo Kurosaki's chest!
The move succeeded, but Kenpachi Zaraki's smile suddenly faded, and Ichigo Kurosaki slowly opened his eyes. In the blood that gushed into the air and then slowly fell, his eyes were extremely cold and looked extremely terrifying:
"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, what have I done to make you disrespect me so much that you use this broken iron bar that can't even chop a chicken to beat me, or is this kind of attack that shows contempt for the enemy also one of your military tactics? If that's the case, I have to say that your purity is a bit low!"
Kenpachi Zaraki didn't say anything, because the knife he just slashed on Ichigo Kurosaki gave him a strange feeling that he had never encountered in his long career of slashing people.
49. The reason for wanting to be the strongest
Whether it's chopping the Grim Reaper or the Hollow, the feeling of hitting is very powerful. You can clearly feel the touch of the enemy's skin and flesh being cut, and you can also feel the resistance of the enemy's body, but everything that happened just now is completely different.
At that moment, Ichigo Kurosaki let go of all his vigilance and defenses, and his skin and flesh gently embraced the attacking blade as if he was embracing a loved one or a lover.
Kenpachi Zaraki has never killed such a gentle enemy!
So gentle that it made his hair stand on end!
Kenpachi Zaraki was unable to continue thinking deeply, because his vision suddenly began to spin, and everything in the scenery gradually faded, leaving only monotonous black and white. A white wave of air suddenly bloomed in his sight, and then a loud roar rang in his ears...
"what happens!?"
Kenpachi Zaraki was full of confusion, and then he heard the pink-haired girl's rapid shout:
"Kenpachi, Kenpachi-chan, are you okay?"
"Yachiryu, stop arguing!"
Kenpachi Zaraki muttered something and then came to his senses, then found himself falling dozens of meters away from Kurosaki Ichigo, and suddenly he felt an intense pain on his face, so painful that Kenpachi even suspected that all his teeth had fallen out. Fortunately, it was just an illusion after all, his teeth were still intact, but his gums might be a little loose.
"Are you awake? You seemed to have fainted for a moment just now. I almost thought I had overexerted myself again. Fortunately, your body is a little stronger than I expected."
Ichigo Kurosaki still had his left hand in his pocket, and his right arm was naturally vertical, but there was still smoke hanging from his right fist.
"You don't seem to understand what just happened, so let me explain. I clenched my fist, and then with the help of the whip's supersonic motion principle, I used my right arm as a lever and whip, and transmitted the power through flesh and bones to my fist, which is the tip of the whip. I delivered a supersonic whip punch towards your face. The specific process and theory are like this. What I really want to express is, Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, you shouldn't be so careless in battle. Concentrate your mind. It's a kind of respect for both you and me!"
After a pause, Kurosaki Ichigo added:
"I hope you understand what I mean. After all, I really don't want to say to my enemy, 'You haven't eaten yet? Try harder, please.'"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Kenpachi Zaraki stood up. His eyes fell on Kurosaki Ichigo's chest. The wound he had just inflicted had basically healed quickly. Then he realized that Kurosaki Ichigo's taunting was not just talk:
"Little Traveler, I have to admit that the overly peaceful environment of Jingling Court seems to have really made me a little careless..."
Kenpachi Zaraki has confirmed that if he just wanted to chop like he did just now, the scene would probably be very ugly, so he reached out, grabbed his black eye mask, and tore it off.
Under the black eye mask, there was a strange mouth full of fangs!
After removing the blindfold, Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure began to surge. Brilliant beams of light burst out from his body, vaguely converging into the face of a ferocious beast.
"This is a little gadget made by the Technology Development Bureau. It can continuously absorb and suppress spiritual pressure. After unlocking this thing, I can start to use my strength seriously..."
Facing Kenpachi Zaraki's second transformation, Ichigo Kurosaki gave the most direct response, stepping forward, rushing forward, and punching!
The air exploded, waves of air roared, and then there was a sharp roar. Zaraki Kenpachi's pupils condensed. He felt that he could feel it, see it clearly, and cut it...
And this thought continued until Kenpachi Zaraki saw the continuous blast of air and the repeated sharp roars, and he was blasted away heavily.
Extreme speed and strength are sometimes shared. For example, Ichigo Kurosaki is not only able to wield supersonic whip fists, but can also move at supersonic speeds, and can even change direction and sprint rhythm while moving at supersonic speeds.
"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, I think that if you were really serious, you wouldn't still be holding that broken iron bar. Although I don't understand swordsmanship, I also know that the Zanpakutō in other people's hands is an extension of the limbs and a medium for transmitting strength and will. But the thing in your hand is neither a limb nor a medium. It's just an iron bar that you are holding casually. Its value is not even as high as your nails. At least your nails won't dissipate so much of your strength..."
Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes were cold and stern because Kenpachi Zaraki disappointed him.
Such a great fighting spirit and such ferocious power should have been a blissful feast, but coupled with a careless attitude in all aspects of the battle, Ichigo Kurosaki felt like he had eaten leftover food!
There is no freshness, no temperature, and no purity!
It’s tasteless to eat, it’s a pity to throw it away!
This made Ichigo Kurosaki's fighting spirit cool down a bit, and he even had the urge to turn around and leave!
But in the end, Ichigo Kurosaki still endured it!
Because this reminded Ichigo Kurosaki of his past self. When he faced Fisher for the first two times, he was not very good at it. It was only later that he gradually understood what purity, struggle, and fighting were.
Now, perhaps he needs to give some motivation to Kenpachi Zaraki as an opponent, just like Fisher did back then!
"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, do you know why I came to Soul Society? The reason is very simple. The world is being destroyed. In this vast world, there is only one city left. Other cities and humans have long since become nothingness. When I first learned about this, I was actually devastated because I couldn't do anything..."
Ichigo Kurosaki recounted the past with sincere and undisguised words, because he was speaking from the heart.
The truth that the world is being swallowed up by nothingness step by step is revealed before his eyes. When Ichigo Kurosaki looks at the people across the street who are repeating the mechanized logic like a puppet show, he suffers a great shock.
He could have been a bystander, but the blood boiling in his heart and the protective will based on his gentle nature made him unable to sit idly by.
But what can he do in this situation?
"I don't have the wisdom of a scientist, nor the eloquence of a counselor. I'm just an ordinary 16-year-old high school student and fighter. Facing the great crisis of the world's destruction, I was alone and could do nothing. But fortunately, a mysterious guy enlightened me with his ridiculous plan. Although I still can't figure out the identity of that guy, I think what he said makes sense..."
Do scientific research like Kisuke Urahara, study the mysteries and mechanisms of nothingness, and seek opportunities to solve them?
This is not realistic!
Or like Urahara Kisuke was about to do, mobilize his connections, communicate with all parties, state the pros and cons, and leverage the power of the God of Death to deal with the catastrophe?
He doesn't have that kind of connections and eloquence!
