Chapter 1069 Kurosaki Ichigo: I'll Let You Chop Me

"Kenpachi Kenpachi, let me tell you, this is the right direction!"

The little girl's voice was clear and sweet, with a bit of pride and excitement.

Kenpachi curled his lips, and the corners of his lips curved in an imperceptible arc.

"Obviously the direction I sensed is the right one. I arrived quickly by walking in a straight line. It's obviously you who kept nagging me, causing me to get lost for so long... forget it."

"Kid, this is the invitation you sent, right?"

Kenpachi's gaze was like a torch, directed at Kurosaki Ichigo, and his ferocious smile revealed his desire and expectation for the battle.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a sophisticated travel disaster. My name is Zaraki Kenpachi, and I'm the captain of the 11th Division. I hope you can be more resistant to cutting..."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word struck Kurosaki Ichigo's heart like a heavy hammer.

Hearing Kenpachi's words, Kurosaki Ichigo couldn't help but have black lines in his head. It turned out that this powerful opponent had really been lost for so long.

You told me earlier, if you get lost, I will look for you!

"My name is Kurosaki Ichigo, and I am currently the living king of berserkers!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes shone with a strange light, which was the fire originating from the desire to fight deep in his heart.

He put his hands in his pockets, seemingly casually, but in fact every inch of his muscles were tense, ready to explode with astonishing power at any time.

There is uninhibitedness and confidence hidden in his smile, as if all the challenges in this world are just stepping stones on the road to becoming stronger in his eyes.

"Very well, kid, bring out your weapons!"

Zaraki Kenpachi said impatiently, waiting for the other party to take out his weapon.

When Ichigo Kurosaki heard this, a faint smile appeared on his lips. His left hand was still in his pocket, and he waved his right hand gently, as if to show some invisible presence.

"I've already taken it out."

His tone was relaxed, but revealed an indescribable confidence.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zaraki Kenpachi's eyes, which was immediately replaced by a stronger fighting spirit.

"In that case, I'll let you punch me. You're welcome. You can punch me wherever you want!"

He took the initiative to pull aside his Death Domination uniform and Yuori suit, revealing his strong chest muscles to show that he was fearless and willing to accept any form of attack.

Kusaka Yachiru had already hid aside.

"good."

Kurosaki Ichigo nodded.

Kenpachi Zaraki smiled ferociously, he was looking forward to it, especially after hearing such a clean answer from Ichigo Kurosaki, Kenpachi Zaraki was even more satisfied.

Gritting and chirping is not a warrior, you have to be like this to be a warrior!

The Berserker King?

What a nice title.

Kurosaki Ichigo appeared in front of Zaraki Kenpachi in the blink of an eye, so fast that Zaraki Kenpachi's pupils shrank. Kurosaki Ichigo's fist, like a hammer containing the power of the storm, struck without warning. On Zaraki Kenpachi's chest, at that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

Then Kurosaki Ichigo's fist was buried deeply into Zaraki Kenpachi's chest.

"puff----"

Zaraki Kenpachi's body was instantly blown away like a ship lifted by a huge wave.

The friction between his heels and the ground stirred up a cloud of gravel and dust, forming a trail of gray smoke, like a wild dragon raging on the ground.

The speed and power shocked everyone present.

"Boom!!!"

Zaraki Kenpachi's body finally broke three solid walls separated by more than a hundred meters before he barely stopped. Smoke and dust were everywhere, gravel was flying, and the entire ground seemed to have experienced a small earthquake.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Kurosaki Ichigo asked with one hand in his pocket.

He knew that Zaraki Kenpachi would not dodge, because his fighting spirit was so upright and unruly. Such a person would not dodge.

"Kala!"

Zaraki Kenpachi stood up again. He stroked his sunken chest, and a fist mark appeared clearly on it. The texture was clear and natural.

"good!"

Although Kenpachi Zaraki was injured, he was even more excited.

"Come on, Mr. Kenpachi Zaraki, I'll let you chop me too."

Kurosaki Ichigo opened the collar of his bloody suit and exposed half of his chest. There was no fear in his eyes, only the desire to fight and respect for his opponent.

"You can chop it wherever you want, you're welcome."

Kurosaki Ichigo said with a smile.

"Have the guts!"

A perverted smile appeared at the corner of Zaraki Kenpachi's mouth, which was a manifestation of his desire for the ultimate battle.

The voice was full of appreciation for Kurosaki Ichigo's courage, but also mixed with the violent power that was about to be released.

His steps were steady and powerful, each step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heartbeat, making the surrounding air tremble.

He took a sudden step forward, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out like a volcano erupting, distorting the surrounding air.

The Zanpakuto seemed to come alive in his hands. Those fragmented blades seemed to be given life at this moment, shining with a bloodthirsty cold light, like the fangs of an evil ghost, ready to tear apart all obstacles in front of it. .

With a deafening roar, Zaraki Kenpachi swung his Zanpakuto, and the upper sword slashed towards Kurosaki Ichigo with thunderous force.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming cracks visible to the naked eye.

The strong wind roared like a sword, accompanied by Zaraki Kenpachi's extremely violent spiritual pressure.

This force seemed to be able to tear the space apart and turn everything that stood in its way into nothingness.

The blade of the Zanpakuto, although broken, seemed extremely ferocious under the unparalleled spiritual power of Kenpachi Zaraki. Each fragment seemed to be given life, turning into the fangs of an evil spirit, wanting to tear the prey into pieces.

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Ichigo Kurosaki seemed unusually calm.

He did not dodge, nor did he use any defensive means. He just stood there quietly, allowing the violent sword pressure to penetrate his body and even split the building behind him in two.

Even Kenpachi Zaraki's blow that was enough to split mountains and rocks could not hurt him at all.

"Is this your full strength, Mr. Kenpachi Zaraki?"

Ichigo Kurosaki gently patted the collar on his chest, as if the blow just now was just a breeze.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid you can't satisfy me."

Ichigo Kurosaki said a little disappointed.

Kenpachi Zaraki didn't say anything. He felt something was wrong. The knife that chopped Ichigo Kurosaki's body was like being blocked by countless people. It didn't feel like it was used to chopped other Shinigami or Hollows!

"Look, your knife can't even break the power that my body cells spontaneously resist. Does your knife really have any meaning?"

Ichigo Kurosaki said calmly.