amaotonovel Chapter 678 Beast
Chapter 678 Beast
"Humph."
Kenpachi Zaraki grinned and snorted coldly, ripped off the eyepatch from his right eye, stood still with his Zanpakuto on his shoulder, and his golden spiritual pressure materialized and soared into the sky like flames.
Kurosaki Ichigo struggled to his feet under the impact of the spiritual pressure, his face filled with shock.
That eye patch?!
This monster hadn't even used half of its power.
Yuko landed in front of Ichigo, shielding him from the direct impact of the spiritual pressure.
Yuko turned back to Ichigo, who was still standing there, with a puzzled look: "Didn't I already apologize to you?"
"Huh?" Ichigo was stunned for a moment.
Yu Zi frowned slightly: "What I mean is you can leave now. I'll handle this guy."
"If you think it's wrong of me to steal your prey, I'll make time for you later..."
"Farewell!"
Before Ichigo could even finish speaking, he made a farewell gesture and ran away.
What an international joke!
Are you going to beat him up again?
He'd rather keep fighting this big guy!
You two monsters can have fun all you want!
Kenpachi Zaraki stood still, not taking advantage of Ikuko's back to him to launch an attack.
Seeing Ichigo Kurosaki leave, Kenpachi Zaraki grinned: "All done?"
Although that guy ran away, compared to the explosively delicious main course in front of us, it's okay that he ran away, since he was just an appetizer.
“Not yet.” Yuko drew her Zanpakuto. “Wait a moment. In order to use my spiritual pressure freely without being detected, I will first pull you into my domain.”
"Okay."
When Kenpachi Zaraki saw Ikuko draw her Zanpakuto, he instinctively assumed a fighting stance, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, he became casual again, seemingly not worried at all that Ikuko might take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.
“Then…” Yuko raised her Zanpakuto.
"Bankai: Shinra Disorder".
An invisible wave rippled outwards from Yuko, and both Kenpachi Zaraki and Yachiru could feel this strange wave quickly passing by them and heading further away.
After Yuko stabilized her battle domain, the colors of the entire space seemed to fade, like an old photograph that had been washed. But from the outside, nothing seemed amiss.
"...This range should be fine." Yuko finally fixed the scope of her battle domain within a few streets. Any further, and even without a burst of spiritual pressure, it would be easy for others to notice something amiss.
Yuko now possesses the ability to unleash Bankai without chanting her true name, but chanting her true name seems to be a rule-based requirement, much like the use of Kido.
No matter how skilled she is at instant casting or how cleverly she uses spiritual power, the power after chanting will always be stronger than the version without chanting.
The same applies to Bankai: a complete chant is better than a partial chant, which is better than no chant at all.
To ensure that her spiritual pressure would not be leaked, Yuuko directly entered the second level, an incomplete version of Bankai.
Unlike others, once her spiritual pressure is sensed, she will likely be surrounded very quickly.
While it's not necessarily true that they can't win, it would still be quite troublesome.
"That's fine." Yuko calmly put down her Zanpakuto, the tip pointing diagonally at the ground. "Where's your Bankai?"
Kenpachi Zaraki grinned: "There's no such thing."
Yuko lowered her eyelids slightly: "Is that so? But it doesn't matter, because I don't plan to use my abilities."
Swish!
Seeing that Yuko was ready, Kenpachi Zaraki rushed forward, instantly covering a distance of more than ten meters to stand in front of Yuko. He raised his broken Zanpakuto high and brought it down.
Are you looking down on me?
A powerful golden spiritual pressure descended like thunder, but facing this overwhelming attack, Yuko casually raised her hand.
when!
A sharp sword cry rang out, and the burst of spiritual pressure stirred Yuko's long hair.
"To be honest, not really."
Kenpachi Zaraki's arm felt slightly numb, while Ikuko's slender arm showed no signs of shaking at all.
Kenpachi Zaraki was overjoyed; he remembered everything!
This woman, like that woman, is someone he can fight to his heart's content!
Ikuko deflected Kenpachi's sword with a single strike. Kenpachi leaned back slightly, steadied himself with his right foot, and slashed at Ikuko again.
Yuko lowered her body, white breath seeping from the corner of her mouth, and swung her Zanpakuto in a horizontal slash.
"Snow Breathing - First Form: Tornado!"
A snow-white storm arose from the ground, engulfing Kenpachi Zaraki before his blade could fall. The wind and snow cut his skin like sharp swords, leaving wounds on his body.
"drink!"
Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure erupted once more, and with a powerful sweeping strike, the blizzard was stopped.
Yuko's eyes flickered slightly as she watched the blade rapidly approach her waist. With lightning speed, she pressed down on the rapidly moving Zanpakuto with her left hand, pushed off with her feet, and instantly flew up, hanging upside down in front of Kenpachi Zaraki.
Yuko narrowed her eyes slightly as her Zanpakuto sliced through the air.
"Snow Breathing - Fourth Form: Warm Snow!"
The snowflakes that flashed before Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes were like branding marks on his skin, emanating a scorching heat.
"Tsk." Kenpachi Zaraki swept the flying snow away with his hand, and once again swung his Zanpakuto at Ikuko.
"Snow Breathing, Fifth Form, Snow Walk".
Yuko's figure vanished into thin air like snowflakes. The next moment, she appeared in front of Kenpachi Zaraki, sliding forward at an incredible angle to easily dodge the blade.
The Zanpakuto in his hand was like a purple streak of light, flowing upstream along Kenpachi Zaraki's blade, its tip piercing straight into the opponent's chest.
The entire movement was fluid and fast, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.
Just as Yuko thought the sword would pierce through his body, Kenpachi Zaraki displayed his monstrous instincts as a beast. He forcefully twisted his body, narrowly avoiding a fatal blow to his chest, but a deep, bone-revealing wound was still slashed open on his shoulder.
Blood gushed out, but he seemed oblivious to the pain; instead, his smile grew even more ferocious: "That's it! That's it!"
"That's more like it!" Kenpachi Zaraki roared, slashing at Yuuko with his sword. "Let's fight!"
"A fight?"
Yu Zi chuckled lightly. This hardly qualifies as a fight; it's more like playing with kids.
Kenpachi Zaraki's current state is only that of an ordinary captain-level fighter, and he might not even be as strong as she was when she fought her a hundred years ago.
It seems that life in the Seireitei is too leisurely, making the children sick from being cooped up.
However, Yuuko could intuitively feel that Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure was gradually increasing under her pressure.
No, it shouldn't be called growth, it should be called release.
"drink!!!"
Kenpachi Zaraki drank heavily, only wielding his Zanpakuto roughly.
Yuko's golden double pupils reflected the silver blades that were rushing towards her. Her clear vision allowed her to see Kenpachi Zaraki's movements clearly.
next moment.
Dangdangdang!
The ear-piercing clang of metal clashing mingled together, sparks flying everywhere.
Kenpachi Zaraki was like someone caught in a never-ending blizzard. No matter how violently he swung his sword, he couldn't break through the layers of blades, and instead, he kept getting new wounds.
"Not enough! Not enough!" Kenpachi Zaraki roared, his golden spiritual pressure erupting unconsciously and without restraint.
If the enemy were someone else, they might not have been able to withstand his rapidly increasing spiritual pressure, but Yuko maintained a very stable state, without even her breathing becoming disordered.
If someone like Shunsui Kyoraku were observing from the sidelines, they would immediately notice that no matter how much Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure increased, Ikuko's spiritual pressure could keep up steadily.
Not a bit more, not a fraction less.
The fierce clash of swords, the intertwining of golden and purple spiritual pressure, turned the space isolated by Bankai upside down. The surrounding walls were scratched with sword marks by the dissipating shockwaves.
On the rooftop, Kusajishi Yachiru excitedly swung her legs and shouted, "Go, Koken! That's it! Slash harder!"
Kenpachi Zaraki's roars echoed, each one accompanied by a steady increase in spiritual pressure, and his Zanpakuto attacks became heavier and more frequent.
"Not enough! Not enough!"
Kenpachi Zaraki swung his sword with great enthusiasm, his swordsmanship completely devoid of any rules, relying entirely on his fighting instincts, each strike carrying the momentum to destroy everything.
Yu Zi, on the other hand, was like a rock in the wind and snow, remaining unmoved no matter how the gale howled.
Her movements were precise and efficient; each swing of her sword accurately parried Kenpachi Zaraki's weakest point, deflecting the most ferocious attacks with minimal effort.
"Is that all?" Yuko casually brandished the blade, unable to resist a sarcastic remark. "Your roar is far more powerful than your sword."
when!
Another violent impact, but Yuko didn't even take a step back. Instead, she used the force to turn around, her blade sliding along the back of Kenpachi Zaraki's sword toward his wrist.
Kenpachi Zaraki flicked his wrist, causing the blade to vibrate and slightly shift Ikuko's position.
Yu Zi's eyelids twitched slightly. Although this guy's attacks were completely haphazard, it had to be said that his sense of combat was genius-level, no, monstrous.
This appears to be a battle of strength and skill.
But in reality, both sides possess strength and skill that are difficult for others to match.
"Hahahaha! That's exhilarating! So exhilarating!" Kenpachi Zaraki laughed wildly, his wounds increasing, but his expression grew more and more excited.
Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure was still slowly rising, but his overall condition was not as good as his voice. He had been hacked to pieces by Yuuko and was covered in blood, almost unrecognizable.
What the hell is this?
Yu Zi's thoughts were somewhat unfocused. Although her breath was gradually weakening, her momentum and strength were increasing rather than decreasing.
Are all you monsters in this fight a psychopath?
No, it's perverted to begin with.
Yu Zi let out a long breath. That's enough. If this continues, someone will die.
She could easily heal these external injuries, but for a pervert like Kenpachi Zaraki, the pain would only excite him.
Yu Zi withdrew and said calmly, "Let's decide the outcome with the next move."
Without giving Kenpachi Zaraki a chance to choose, Ikuko gripped the sword with both hands, and purple spiritual pressure climbed and spread along the blade, burning fiercely.
Kenpachi Zaraki felt a faint stinging sensation all over his body. Faced with this extraordinary pressure, his spiritual pressure surged once again, and all the golden spiritual pressure gathered on the blade.
This is the simplest and most intuitive way to use spiritual pressure in battle.
"bring it on!"
Kenpachi Zaraki roared and charged toward Ikuko, his golden spiritual pressure like a thunder dragon charging straight at him, leaving a trail of golden lightning in its path.
Yuko's pupils reflected Kenpachi Zaraki's figure and purple spiritual pressure. She slowly took half a step back, a cold aura escaping from the corner of her mouth.
"Snow Breathing - Form 8 - Uninterrupted Snow".
Yuko stood still and did not move, but simply made a slash.
It was like a flash of purple-white light suddenly appearing amidst golden lightning; in that instant, the world in Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes lost its sound.
He saw Yuko's knife clash with his own, but heard no sound.
Immediately afterwards, everything went black before his eyes.
boom! !
When sound and perception returned to his body, a tremendous force sent him flying.
Kenpachi Zaraki was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into a distant wall, cracking it and kicking up clouds of dust.
The Zanpakuto in his hand slipped from his grasp, leaving only half of the blade embedded in the ground. He himself had a deep, bone-revealing wound running diagonally across his chest, the blood staining the earth red.
Consciousness has completely blurred.
Yuko exhaled a breath of stale air, sheathed her Zanpakuto, and waved to Yachiru above.
Yachiru jumped down with a Shunpo, pounced on Ikuko's back, and affectionately rubbed her face against Ikuko's.
"Xiao Yu is amazing! Xiao Jian is no match for her now!"
Yu Zi reached out and pulled her close, then put her down: "Don't worry, I was careful not to hold back."
"Uh-huh!"
Yachiru smiled and nodded, seemingly unconcerned about Kenpachi Zaraki's life or death.
Yu Zi shook her head. "Keeping a child around such an oddball will ruin them."
……
That said, this child looks almost exactly the same as he did a hundred years ago, not at all grown up. It must be because he was eating so poorly.
"Hmm?" Yachiru noticed that Yuko was looking at her and tilted her head.
"...Alright, take good care of him, I'm leaving." Never mind, let's not think about those things anymore; no matter how strange they are, it's none of her business.
Yachiru nodded obediently: "Let's fight Xiaojian again after he's healed."
Yuko's eyes twitched: "Let's see."
Let's skip this thankless and exhausting job.
She's not a pervert like Sister Hua.
Phew, I can only say that Sister Hua's task wasn't easy, but it's finally done.
However, it's still pretty good to be able to exchange such a small price for an inside... inside agent, especially such a powerful one.
Yu Zi is now accepting all requests, since she can handle it on her own, but it's hard to say about others.
"Goodbye." Yu Zi's figure flickered slightly and disappeared from the spot.
She watched from the wall as Yachiru carried Kenpachi Zaraki away before leaving.