Chapter 463 So, What Are You Doing Again?

Hong Jiang's words were really shocking. If others heard them, they would probably say with disdain: "Do you still have any shame?"

This statement should be more precise. It should be that he can compress the spiritual power to exceed the limit of this world, but it can only last for a short moment.

Moreover, such control is extremely energy-consuming and requires a certain carrier. It is impossible to condense the spiritual pressure beyond the limit directly outside the body like ghost or flash.

After trying many times, Hong Jiang could only find two carriers, even if they could only last for a moment. One is a spirit close to the limit.

He naturally does not have this thing, and no one in the death god can do this, but there is still a way to temporarily raise the body to near the limit.

That is Yamamoto's white fight secret technique, one bone and two bones. By condensing the whole body's strength on the arm, not only the strength, but in fact, at the moment of hitting, his fist is close to the limit of this world.

Otherwise, Yamamoto would not have been able to kill the returning Wandaweiss with his bare fists. Although this world is not governed by Newton, the action of force is still mutual. The best example is that when Ichigo first chopped Kenpachi, he not only failed to injure the opponent, but also injured his hand.

"You really deserve the praise of Lord Aizen, Chouzuka Hiroe!" Jupiter laughed. He hadn't fought so happily for a long time.

Although the belief and loyalty of the knight are deeply rooted in his bones, for him, challenging the strong is also a great pleasure, or in other words, being able to fight with the strong is his greatest pleasure as Jupiter himself.

When he was still an ordinary hollow or even Achucas, this most primitive instinct of the body could control him to devour Ambrosius. It can be said that Jupiter at that time was completely his own.

"But how many times can you make the attack just now? Once? Or twice?"

There was no sarcasm in Jupiter's tone. Anyone could see that the price Hongjiang paid to condense this level of spiritual pressure would be extremely high!

Putting aside the energy aspect, the cost of losing an arm after using it once is not something that can be easily borne.

"You still have an arm, plus two legs, I'll count it as three times." Jupiter said loudly: "But I have a question, your black robe can obviously restore the body, why did you remove it yourself?"

This is really a good question!

Hongjiang couldn't help rolling his eyes in his heart. It's not that your first return to the blade was too scary, resulting in the static recording of the spiritual pressure only reaching that level.

In addition to the exaggerated defense of Jupiter's spirit body, for others, the spiritual pressure recorded by the armored ghost falling fairy clothing may not be the opponent's greatest spiritual pressure. It is impossible to defend it perfectly, but the opponent may not be able to defend the spiritual pressure record left on it.

To put it bluntly, for most people, attacks are often greater than their own defense. People like Jupiter are just outliers after all.

If Hongjiang could be given another chance, he would definitely not be so early! Of course, that would also have to be the opponent's spiritual pressure that exceeded the limit and was recorded.

Hongjiang doubted whether the armored ghost falling fairy clothing could defend against Jupiter's attack without any hindrance from the world, and the static recording that claimed to be able to perfectly defend against the enemy's first attack and record the power.

Just like the sharpest spear and the strongest shield, there is no answer just by imagination, and as the battle progresses to this point, this question is destined to never be confirmed.

Hongjiang certainly would not tell Jupiter about these inside stories. He would not believe that there was nothing left by Aizen in the other party's body!

The fewer people know about the life-saving things, the better.

He grinned and said with a forced smile: "I said I would give you respect as an enemy. If you can't even see a little hope of victory, wouldn't it be too boring?"

"As for how many more times I can use the attack just now, you might as well think about how long you can hold on!"

Hongjiang pointed to the wound on Jupiter's chest that was still expanding. There was no doubt that the attack he just succeeded in was accelerating Jupiter's death!

"That's interesting, isn't it?"

Jupiter didn't seem to care, and he was full of fighting spirit at the moment!

Just as he was about to move forward with his gun, a strange spiritual pressure was approaching rapidly. He frowned unhappily. The person who came was a death god, and it seemed that he was Hongjiang's helper.

"Bai Ya?"

"You, how did you get into this?" Bai Ya saw Hong Jiang's miserable state and temporarily forgot the so-called "grudge" between the two. "Do you want help? And, what happened just now?"

Before Hong Jiang said anything, Jupiter spoke first: "This is a duel between the two of us, Die Zuka!"

After saying that, he pretended to kill Bai Ya. Hong Jiang saw this and quickly raised his hand to stop him: "Wait! He won't intervene, absolutely not!"

"Do you think I don't have the ability to intervene in your fight?!"

Bai Ya seemed to be provoked by Hong Jiang and Jupiter's reaction. Hong Jiang was also annoyed by this dead tsundere for a while, and said directly: "It's not that I look down on you, you really can't take even one move from him!"

Fortunately, the last word he said was "no". The fear that Jupiter almost killed him before was not as great as what he almost said at this moment. With his understanding of Bai Ya, as long as he said this, the other party would definitely say, "Get out of the way, I'll do it!"

If something unexpected happens, how will he explain to Rukia, the Kuchiki family, Yamamoto, and the countless nobles? You know, Kuchiki is known as the head of the nobles!

Hongjiang was smart and quickly changed his words to: "No, this is my battle. Even if I die in battle, I have no regrets. This is the honor of a samurai and the pride of a god of death!"

Hongjiang spoke righteously, as if there was a light shrouding him: "So, I will not let you interfere in my battle and trample on my honor and pride, Byakuya!"

"Well said! This is the Chouzuka Hirojiang that I should regard as an enemy!" Jupiter praised angrily, and Byakuya's reaction was a little... strange?

The honor of a samurai, the pride of a god of death? If it was any other god of death, even Kurotsuchi Mayuri, he would have reluctantly accepted it, but the target was Chouzuka Hirojiang...

Does this guy have these things?

God knows, this guy criticizes these things every day in the Spiritual Art Academy. Honor? Pride? These things are reasons to die? Nothing can bring these things better than a victory!

In battle, you must do everything you can, even if you are outnumbered, because the enemy standing in front of you is the enemy that must be eliminated!

This is what Chouzuka Hiroe should do.

"So, what the hell are you doing?"