Chapter 117 Victory
"He said he borrowed it from the secret warehouse?" Pei Xue hid aside and muttered to himself: "Little... thief."
"Annoying!" Uryū Ishida turned around and shouted, "I never said I would borrow it myself."
"Isn't it possible to borrow it on your own?"
"Just borrow it yourself!"
"Look." Peixue pointed at Ishida Uryū and shouted as if he had discovered some big news: "You just borrowed it yourself, thief!"
"Whose side are you on? Okay, just shut up."
"What, you're talking like that to your benefactor? You're so heartless, Quanxi!"
"I am Uryuu!"
"What?" Peixue showed an incredulous expression: "Are you Yulong?"
"yes."
"Who is Ishida?"
"My name is Uryu Ishida!"
Peixue hugged his shoulders very proudly and said, "So you are not Uryū Ishida."
"enough!"
"A Quincy." Tiruti was fed up with the two people's performances and finally said, "Well, you are a Quincy."
"You know what? It's such an honor."
"Of course I know." Tiruti said: "The clan was wiped out by the God of Death. Poor clan, I only know so much."
Ishida Uryu's expression became serious: "That's it..."
The next moment, he disappeared from Tiruti's sight and swung his sword to chop off the wings behind Tiruti, but Tiruti shook them away.
"However." Tiruti asked: "I really don't understand why you, as a Quincy, would help the God of Death."
"I don't need to answer you. Instead of caring about me, you should pay attention to your feathers."
Tiruti's pupils suddenly dilated, and all the feathers on her wings were broken into two halves.
"Have you forgotten the scene just now?" Uryū Ishida continued: "That was not a coincidence. The accidental increase in spiritual pressure used a higher vibration to destroy the vibration. The soul-cutting thing was in A weapon that is similar in form to a chainsaw, the surface of the blade is made up of spirit particles, and the spirit particles will continuously move back and forth at a speed of three million times per second."
Tiruti looked at the soul-cutting object in Uryu Ishida's hand in disbelief.
"The Quincy's ability to sense spiritual pressure is very strong. According to my observation, the vibration of the spiritual energy on the surface of your feathers is 1.3 million per second, which is less than half of the soul-cutting thing."
"That means my feathers have no effect on you, right?"
"um, yes."
"Okay." Tiruti suddenly took off her wings.
"I really didn't expect that your liberated state could be disassembled so easily. Are all Arrancars like this?"
"It's not that it can be disassembled freely. I threw it away."
"What?" Ishida Uryu was surprised.
"It can no longer be restored to its original state." Tiruti said in a deep voice: "The official name of our sword liberation is the Return of the Blade, which allows the body of the Arrancar to return to its original hollow attack power. If you want to regain your human form again, Only when the ability is sword-formed again, if the appearance is changed without being accompanied by the sword-formation again, it is no different than cutting off the arm."
Tiruti kept panting: "My ability consumes a lot of energy. Just for these feathers and arms, I have consumed a lot of spiritual pressure. So if I can't use it, I might as well throw it away and use these spiritual pressures." Press, all come together.”
After Tiruti gave up her wings, she transformed her spiritual pressure into a fan-like shape and concentrated it at the end of her tail antennae.
"For you, is this battle a battle that you have to win at all costs?"
"Ah? Is there something wrong with your head?" Tiruti said: "If it doesn't matter if you don't win, then there won't be a war from the beginning. Arrancar is a soldier, and Jublade is the leader of Arrancar. It is born to kill the enemy and win. It is absolutely impossible to be forgiven for failure! It cannot exist at all!"
Then, the huge fan-shaped spiritual pressure at the end of the tail struck Ishida Uryu. Ishida Uryu directly blocked it in front of him with the spiritual sword in his hand, and a corner of the fan shape was immediately cut off.
Tiruti quickly retreated.
"That's right. For those who use swords, there is no need to fight in such a posture that can easily be cut off."
The end of Tiruti's tail also turned into a pink spiritual pressure sword: "If there are swords with the same ability, of course the one with the longer attack distance will win."
"Same ability?"
Tiruti frowned.
Ishida Uryu continued: "You seem to have some misunderstanding. The spiritual pressure vibration of the soul-cutting object is not produced for the purpose of cutting. The reason why the high-speed vibration is to slow down the combination of the chopped souls, making it easier to capture them. .”
Tiruti's pupils suddenly dilated, and when she turned around, she realized that the spiritual pressure at the end of her tail was being absorbed bit by bit by the spiritual sword in Uryu Ishida's hand.
"The Quincy's ability is to gather the surrounding souls and use them as his own weapons to fight. The most clear manifestation of this process is this soul-cutting object. Your souls are already equivalent to mine. .”
"Stop joking!" Tiruti didn't want to admit this reality, so she hit Uryu Ishida with the pink spiritual pressure sword on her tail like crazy.
"Then, you made another mistake. The soul-severing object is not a sword." The next moment, a spiritual bow appeared in Ishida Uryu's hand, and he held the soul-severing object as an arrow: "Quinnies, don't use anything other than bows and arrows. weapons."
Ishida Uryu said calmly: "I'm sorry.
Thinking, I won, Tiruti. The key to victory is indeed the difference in attack distance. "
The next moment, the soul-cutting thing launched directly penetrated Tiruti's knot.
Tiruti was defeated and fell to the ground.
Ishida Uryu turned around and said, "Let's go, Peixue."
"Is this good?" Peixue sat on the ground and said, "That guy is not dead yet."
"The choice of life is in the hands of the winner. The winner of this battle is me. I have shot through her knot, which is the source of spiritual power." Uryu Ishida said as he walked: "Broken The face is a kind of existence that is closely related to the Hollow and the Shinigami, and the structure of the soul must be very similar."
Tears flowed from Tiruti's eyes as she fell to the ground. ..