Chapter 465: The Knife Cuts the Spear, the Last Layer of Armor, the Last Stab

To be honest, even if Yamamoto said so, Hongjiang still didn't quite understand it, and it's still the same until now.

Hongjiang has never understood kendo very well. He still remembers that his answer at that time was not "Teacher, I understand!" but "Teacher, can you say something that I can understand..."

Then he was beaten up.

It's funny to say that Hongjiang inherited the title of Kenpachi, and Zaraki is the current Kenpachi, and both of them have been taught kendo by Yamamoto, but they are not very sensitive to kendo.

Of course, this does not mean that the two have no understanding at all. They have their own understanding, but it is a little different from Yamamoto's mysterious statement.

Zaraki has always said that he doesn't know kendo, but he agrees with what the old man said, that is, swinging a sword with two hands is stronger than one hand.

And Hongjiang's understanding is to try to concentrate the force on one point, which is somewhat similar to one bone and two bones, but there is a word called driving like an arm, using a weapon is always more difficult than using your body.

Just like when I was a kid, Hongjiang's real sword and real sword could not cut Yamamoto's wooden sword. That's because he seemed to use speed to increase his strength, but the strength was not concentrated on one point, and even a lot of it was not concentrated on the sword.

Yamamoto seemed to be standing there in a passive position, but if he didn't move, it would be fine. Once he moved, all the strength of his body could be gathered on the wooden sword. If there were no restrictions, not to mention cutting off the sword, it would be possible to cut Hongjiang in half.

So, although Hongjiang and Zaraki, the two Kenpachi, did not know kendo, they also had their own understanding of kendo. What Hongjiang did at this moment was somewhat similar.

He slowly accumulated his spiritual pressure, and his body leaned forward slightly, looking for the feeling of gathering strength on the sword. Another thing that could withstand spiritual pressure beyond the limit was the Zanpakutō.

Jupiter's vision was also slowly recovering. He was very surprised why Hongjiang did not take this opportunity to launch an attack, and did not do anything radical. When his vision was fully restored, he saw Hongjiang holding the sword with his eyes closed.

The blade, which was originally like a touch of white snow, now exuded a crystal-like aura, which was exactly the same as the spiritual pressure that exceeded the limit that he had seen before.

Jupiter couldn't help laughing wildly. Just when he was about to raise his gun to fight Hongjiang again, he didn't expect that the other party would move first.

No, it should be said that the moment his vision just recovered, Hongjiang had already taken the initiative to attack. This was the first time he took the initiative to attack.

Hongjiang's whole body clearly revealed a sense of killing and an unstoppable momentum, but people could not feel a trace of killing, and even felt that he was not moving at all. The whole person showed a very contradictory feeling.

In a flash, he rushed to Jupiter with a knife. Jupiter shouted and stabbed with a gun, while Hongjiang turned half a circle naturally as if dancing.

At the same time, the Zanpakuto, which was already crystal-like, turned a circle in his hand, and the back of the knife was against his arm. It looked like the whole person was leaning on the knife, and he stood heavily towards the knight's gun that Jupiter stabbed!

"Hah!"

This knife seemed to have the power to split the mountain and cut off the water. Its power was as great as thunder. The collision of the spear and the knife seemed like a breeze, without any power leaking out.

Jupiter's eyes showed shock. A knife mark slowly passed through his dark gray eyes and was imprinted on the silver-gray Knight's Spear.

The Knight's Spear that could break everything before was as fragile as a piece of tofu in Hongjiang's cut. Jupiter's reaction was very fast. Almost at the moment when Hongjiang chopped it, he tried hard to pull something out.

But with a crisp sound of metal collision, the Knight's Spear that had been Hongjiang's victim finally broke into two pieces, like a history of tragic wars, gradually buried by yellow sand.

However, Hongjiang did not stop, nor did he feel victorious.

He saw his right hand open, and the Zanpakuto that was so dazzling just now became dim as if it had experienced tens of millions of years in an instant. Before it fell to the ground, the blade shattered into pieces, leaving only a lonely handle.

Hong Jiang had already used up one bone in this slash. At this moment, he completely ignored the ghost art that supported him in the battle - Eyes Transformed into Stars. His eyes suddenly opened, and his spiritual power gathered towards his right arm at an unprecedented speed.

Jupiter's timely withdrawal was not without effect. At this moment, he still had half of his weapon in his hand. It was not the exaggeratedly huge knight's gun before, but half of a giant sword that was slowly melting. If you look closely, it was the giant sword he held in his hand at the beginning.

"When the king pulled out the giant sword from the stone, it was his most powerful posture!"

At this moment, Jupiter's facial features could not be seen clearly. The whole person was like steam above boiling water, and began to dissipate at an alarming speed.

"This is my last and strongest blow. At this point, I admit that I can no longer win!"

As soon as the voice came out, Jupiter swung his sword to fight. There was no movement. The next moment, the half of the giant sword had come in front of Hong Jiang, but the strange thing was that the person holding the sword could not see it at all.

It seemed like a sword with thoughts, standing high, and then slashing down with a bang, as if there was an invisible hand behind it directing it, allowing it to draw the most beautiful arc in the air.

That arc was so beautiful, the surrounding space seemed like ice cream, which melted when it was stirred, and when it was put together, it was colorful and really beautiful.

It was also melting, and the closer it was to Hongjiang, the more colorful it became, and it was indistinguishable from the melted space.

Finally, it was suspended above Hongjiang's head. At this moment, the giant sword had turned into a colorful black hole, attracting everything that could be attracted. Hongjiang's whole body became twisted. As long as it fell a little more, he would be sucked in.

"Damn it!"

Hongjiang roared, and while pressing his left body down as much as possible, he put the five fingers of his right hand together and stabbed out like a spear.

"Break it for me!"

The arm that seemed to be made of crystal was bent little by little in the colorful light ball above his head. Hongjiang gritted his teeth and poured the spiritual power in his body into his right arm desperately.

His arm had coiled into a ball in the light ball, like a snake, and then suddenly the light was bright, and it exploded in the light ball.

The terrifying attraction suddenly came, almost sucking half of Hongjiang's body in, and then it suddenly exploded, and the huge roar seemed to be able to spread throughout the entire Hueco Mundo.

The entire Hueco Mundo Palace trembled, the outer towers began to tilt, and some even fell directly into the desert.

The place where Hong Jiang and Jupiter fought was a bottomless black hole, and neither Hong Jiang nor Jupiter could be seen.

This place seemed to have become a forbidden zone for life, the most desperate place of despair.