Chapter 1118 The Masked Army Goes Mad

For the first time, Hirako Mako and the others realized that in addition to Reiko, there was a new kind of power in this world!

A power that has never been discovered, valued, or noticed by anyone.

Urahara Kisuke looked surprised as he listened.

Urahara Kisuke pushed up his glasses, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Willpower?"

Urahara Kisuke had guessed countless times what the power of the berserker was, but he never expected that it turned out to be so simple yet full of mysterious power.

“Indeed, from a scientific point of view, willpower is the result of the synergy between the prefrontal lobe and the limbic system of the brain, which can affect the release of neurotransmitters, regulate body functions, and even, in some extreme cases, stimulate the human body’s potential. But what Mr. Kurosaki said seems to go beyond these physiological explanations and is more like a philosophical existence.”

Kurosaki Ichigo nodded and continued: "Yes, it transcends the constraints of matter and is a high degree of unity of spirit and will. In battle, this power allows us to surpass our own limits and burst out with amazing combat effectiveness. . But please remember that the strength of willpower is not innate, it is accumulated bit by bit through continuous tempering, challenge and persistence.”

"But, Mr. Kurosaki, can't you also use spiritual power?"

He couldn't help but ask from the perspective of a scientific researcher.

"Yes, but isn't this a normal thing? Because it belongs to my power, it is naturally within the scope of my control."

Kurosaki Ichigo nodded.

"Whether it is the power of the God of Death or the power of the Hollow, as long as it belongs to me, I can control it."

Hirako Mako and the others felt that they had found a way to control the hollow power in their bodies.

It's just that it's not easy to capture the invisible willpower that Kurosaki Ichigo said.

"Let's go. Your current strength is still too low. I'll ask you to communicate with the berserkers in Karakura Town. By then, you will know what strength is and what fighting spirit is."

Kurosaki Ichigo said.

Hirako Mako and the others thought for a while and followed Kurosaki Ichigo.

"What's the intensity?"

Hirako Mako asked curiously. He had been listening to what Kurosaki Ichigo said about strength. They understood the fighting intention, but not the strength.

"Intensity is a state."

Kurosaki Ichigo said with a smile.

"Intensity is the intuitive display of willpower in battle. It is not just a simple accumulation of strength, but also the perfect integration of mind and body, and the constant challenge and transcendence of one's own limits. Every mad warrior, when he sets foot on the battlefield, At that moment, everything within them, including fear, hesitation, and exhaustion, was transformed into a desire for victory and a persistence in fighting. This intensity made every attack they made full of unstoppable power."

"There is no shortcut to increasing intensity. It requires you to go all out in every training, move forward courageously in every challenge, and learn from every failure. More importantly, you must learn to listen to your inner voice, Find your own will to fight. Only when you truly love fighting and regard every punch as a self-transcendence will your strength naturally increase."

He paused and his tone became more serious.

"But please remember that intensity does not increase without limit. It must be in harmony with your heart and consistent with your values. Otherwise, excessive pursuit of intensity will only make you get lost in the whirlpool of battle and lose yourself. "

With that said, Kurosaki Ichigo led them to find the first Berserker.

"The dog-level berserker is the one who has just started and is the weakest. You go and fight him."

Kurosaki Ichigo said.

"Not so good, we still have some strength after all."

The Masked Army felt that they were bullying people.

The eight of them are basically vice-captains and above, how can they deal with the weakest berserker?

"Don't underestimate him."

Kurosaki Ichigo said with a smile.

Mako Hirako, Hiyori Sarukaki, Risa Yatomaru, Hakida Hakigen, Kennishi Rokukaru, Ratake Aikawa, Haku Kunan, and Juro Hōhashi looked at each other, and the grumpy Hiyori Shili didn’t want to move.

So Liu Che Quan Xi came out.

"In that case, let me do it!"

Liu Chequanxi made a fist. It happened that Berserker also used fists. He thought this was a good way of communication.

The Berserker, this warrior who seemed ordinary but exuded an extraordinary aura, was standing in front of Liuche Quanxi with an almost provocative attitude.

His eyes were like burning flames, revealing his desire and fanaticism for fighting. It was a pure pursuit of fighting that transcended common sense.

Faced with Liu Che Quan Xi's provocation, he did not flinch at all, but became even more excited, as if he had found a long-lost opponent.

"Are you going to challenge me with your ridiculous strength?"

Liuche Quanxi just smiled slightly, and that smile contained both respect for his opponent and confidence in his own strength.

"That's right, come on, Berserker, let's have a hearty battle..."

Before Liu Che Quanxi could finish his words, his figure had already moved, and he rushed toward the Berserker as quickly as a cheetah.

His movements were smooth and powerful, and each step seemed to leave a faint afterimage in the air, showing his extraordinary strength as the captain of the Hollow Death God.

Rukuchukenxi doesn't intend to use the Zanpakutō. His level of Hakuta is very good. Because of the Zanpakutō, he is forced to practice Hakuta.

"Hit the sandbag!"

With a low shout from Kenji Rokuma, his fists rained down on the Berserker like raindrops.

This "hit the sandbag" move was the result of his years of practice, and each punch contained a terrifying force that could instantly kill Gillian's Hollow.

However, facing such an attack.

"Strike-type skills, but that's not enough!"

The Berserker laughed strangely,

but the Berserker did not show any panic, but seemed to have found some kind of fun, and began to wander between Kenji Rokuma's fists, like a dragon playing in the water, with ease.

"What?"

Kenji Rokuma couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

He thought that with his own strength, he could easily deal with this seemingly inconspicuous Berserker, but the opponent's performance was far beyond his expectations.

He could feel that the Berserker's body seemed to be driven by some mysterious power, and his speed, strength and reaction ability had reached an incredible level.

At this time, Ichigo Kurosaki's voice sounded at the right time, revealing the secret of the Berserker's power to everyone.

"This is the power that comes from instinct."

He said slowly.