Chapter 1127 Grimmjow

Behind those seemingly rough moves, there is a pure pursuit and control of power, which coincides with the characteristics of the Berserker he knows.

Just as he was about to explore further, a stronger energy wave suddenly erupted, attracting everyone's attention.

Two burly, muscular warriors were fighting fiercely. Their movements were swift and powerful. Every time their fists and feet collided, there was an explosion in the air, as if even the space was shaking.

What surprised Grimmjow even more was that the spiritual power emanating from these two warriors, although not as powerful as that of an Arrancar like him, was extremely pure and wild, and completely different from any spiritual pressure he knew.

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"Is this the Berserker I'm looking for?"

Grimmjow's heart trembled.

The two in the battle did not seem to notice Grimmjow's existence. They continued to fight for their lives, and every attack was done with all their strength, as if they wanted to completely destroy each other.

Grimmjow noticed that whenever they shouted "Absolute Power XX%! Killing Wave Fist!", their power would instantly surge, and even the air would be torn apart wherever the fist wind passed.

"What an interesting power system..."

Grimmjow muttered to himself, and his interest in the Berserker grew stronger.

"Hmph, it seems that the 'game' here is more interesting than expected."

Grimmjow whispered, and then walked out of the shadows.

"Who?!"

Everyone exclaimed, stopped their actions, and looked at the uninvited guest vigilantly.

Grimmjow's appearance was too abrupt.

"Let me meet you and see if you are really worthy of my personal action."

Grimmjow made a decision in his heart, and his body moved again, and instantly appeared in front of the warrior. The powerful spiritual pressure pressed down like a substance, making the surrounding air solidify.

"Who?!"

The black vest warrior suddenly raised his head, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then replaced by the instinct of fighting. He roared, and the muscles of his whole body seemed to swell instantly. His fist, wrapped in the roar of "absolute power 6%", hit Grimmjow's face.

However, Grimmjow's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. He barely moved his feet, just slightly turned his body, and easily avoided this powerful blow.

At the same time, his right hand turned into a residual image and instantly grabbed the fist of the black vest warrior. The collision of power between the two instantly aroused circles of spiritual power fluctuations visible to the naked eye, spreading around like ripples.

But Grimmjow's face always maintained that calmness and indifference, as if all this was within his expectations.

"Hmph, is this your limit?"

Grimmjow sneered, and gently pushed with his left hand. An irresistible force instantly surged into the body of the black vest warrior, throwing him out like a kite with a broken string, and he fell heavily on the ground in the distance, splashing a cloud of dust.

The air around him seemed to solidify at this moment, and everyone held their breath, fearing that they would miss any details that followed.

The black vest warrior struggled to get up, with blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear and unwillingness.

He looked up at Grimmjow and asked in a hoarse voice: "Who... who are you?"

Grimmjow smiled slightly, and that smile contained both pity for the weak and desire for the strong.

"I am Grimmjow, and you are the Berserkers I have been looking for?"

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, as if this battle was just a game for him.

"Yes, we are the Berserkers."

The black vest warrior gritted his teeth, and the Berserker would never admit defeat, otherwise he would not be able to become a Berserker.

Those who are discouraged when they are defeated can only stay in the absolute power stage for the rest of their lives.

You know, there is the ultimate power above the absolute power. Even if it is only 1% of the ultimate power, it is far beyond the absolute power of 100%!

Because the ultimate power involves the energy between heaven and earth. With a mortal body, you can control the power of heaven and earth!

That's right, Chang Wei's version has been updated, and the ultimate power system has been updated for Ichigo Kurosaki.

Although Ichigo Kurosaki is invincible, the absolute power only helps him to retrieve his invincible account password. As for the ultimate power, Chang Wei provides Ichigo Kurosaki or the world with the possibility.

If you grasp this possibility, the three ultimate problems that trouble the Soul King and the Three Realms are not a problem.

Can Hell counter the power of the entire world?

It's impossible!

Even if it can, at most Chang Wei will fool Ichigo Kurosaki and say that there is also the power of the universe.

Grimmjow nodded, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. "Very good, I am very satisfied with your answer. Now, you have two choices: one is to become my prisoner and be taken back to the Palace of the Night; the other is to die here and become the nourishment of my strength."

His voice was still calm and cold, as if he was just stating a fact.

However, for the Berserkers, both choices are tantamount to death. They would rather die on the battlefield than become prisoners or nourishment of the enemy.

The black vest warrior took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"We Berserkers have never known what surrender is! Come on, Grimmjow, let's see whether you, the strong man of the Palace of the Night, are stronger, or whether our Berserkers have a stronger will!"

As his words fell, the surrounding berserker warriors also responded one after another. They stood up one after another. Although their faces showed varying degrees of injury and exhaustion, their eyes were extremely firm.

At this moment, they seemed to have forgotten their fights and differences, and only fought to jointly protect the honor and dignity of the Berserkers.

"Give up, you are no match for me."

Grimmjow said calmly. There was no trace of pride or ridicule in his tone, only a condescending indifference and calmness.

He admitted that the power of these berserker warriors was a bit interesting, but that was about it.

After all, even if they have a high degree of absolute power control, there are too few spiritual beings in the world, and they have no time to transform themselves.

If placed in an environment with a high density of spiritual beings like Hueco Mundo, these ordinary people would be able to compete with Daxu after becoming berserkers.

In fact, they are currently just equivalent to psychics. Of course, if they are lucky enough to catch a lone Xu and kill him, they can absorb Xu's spirit at once and become stronger quickly.

This kind of absorption is still passive, equivalent to experience points.

After all, even a random Hollow has more spirit children than the psionic users and Perfectionists in this world.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

The black-vested warrior roared.

"Yeah?"

Grimmjow's eyes changed slightly, he admired these people.