Chapter 165 164: Bankai Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils

Chapter 165 164: Bankai - Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils · Tensho

Let me ask.

For a Shinigami, what is the usual answer to the so-called humiliation?

—— Being said something disgraceful in public?

—— Or being defeated miserably because of inferior skills?

—— Or being at a disadvantage in everything and not having an advantage in everything?

More or less, these factors are all included in it. However, for Soi-Fong at this moment, what she encountered and what happened now is the so-called humiliation.

The instant step that she was proud of was easily seen through by the opponent.

The ability of the Zanpakutō, which she regarded as a trump card, was also ridiculed in public.

But if it was just like this, it would still be acceptable.

The most annoying thing, which could even make people lose their minds, was the provocative speech just now.

What does it mean to show real ability.

Huh? ! Wasn't it obvious enough for me? Just disgust is not enough to convey my feelings, what is this?

Looking down on people?

Is this a strategy of pretending to be calm, or a manifestation of looking down on oneself from the bottom of one's heart...

No.

It doesn't matter.

Even this kind of thing, at this moment, has no meaning at all.

There seems to be a sound of something breaking in Soi-Fong's mind. Her expression has not changed at all, but her right hand has been slightly raised at this moment.

I don't want to discuss anything anymore.

At the same time, I don't want to explain or defend myself anymore.

Now Soi-Fong's thoughts are constantly stirring and tearing in her mind...In the end, only the only belief remains.

'Smash this annoying face.'

The spiritual pressure began to surge like a substance, and the blue light band lingered around Soi-Fong.

The broken hair soared into the sky, reversing the strong wind that blew up, like a huge wave, and spread out in all directions at this moment.

The expressions of the onlookers also changed slightly at this moment.

"..."

It is said that laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the doorway.

This group of people who have already stood at the top of Soul Society also completely captured the air suspended in the air and locked it.

Kyoraku Shunsui glanced in the direction of old man Yamamoto and saw that he had no reaction.

He smiled and slightly lowered the bamboo hat on his head by more than three points.

"It's coming."

The final means of the god of death.

Soi-Fong took a long breath and raised her right hand at this moment.

On the extremely serious face, a sonorous and powerful tone spewed out.

"Bankai!"

Boom! ! !

Air wave? Or is it a visible spiritual pressure flow?

No matter what, the surging wind and waves at this moment made everyone couldn't help but slightly side-eyed and raised their hands to symbolically cover it.

"What a joke."

Ukitake Jushiro spoke.

"It's already a critical moment, but you still want to deal with these personal grudges, even to the point of using Bankai..."

If conditions permit, this situation is obviously to be avoided.

After all, Bankai itself will have an impact on the environment, leading to various chain reactions...

If it is to meet the enemy, it's still another matter.

But now it's just for personal desire, like a private fight to vent anger.

This is what made Ukitake Jushiro purse his lips and reveal a rather helpless expression.

The captain of the 13th Division obviously still has unrealistic delusions, thinking that this level of conflict may be solved through communication.

"That's too ideal."

The taciturn Unohana Retsu spoke calmly.

Compared with her usual quiet appearance, facing the surging spiritual pressure tide, her tone is rarely more than three points higher.

"After all, humans are animals. Even if they are restrained by rules and morality, this nature will not change."

Therefore,

If you disagree, you should draw your sword.

When there is a conflict, you should speak with strength.

Questions and answers are useless, and arguments are not allowed.

It is with fists and swords! Only with such violent things can you vent your emotions.

"Blood is the thing that can make people remember for a long time."

Looking at the old senior who suddenly began to sigh.

This made Ukitake Jushiro choke a little bit - although he didn't agree, he couldn't say anything to refute it anyway.

In the silence, Aizen Sosuke, who was standing in the corner, adjusted his glasses and said in a slightly more serious tone.

"It's coming..."

As soon as the voice fell.

In the dissipating smoke, a bright yellow end appeared at this moment.

The ferocious fangs appeared, and at the same time, the strong wind blew past, completely exposing Soi-Fong's Bankai to everyone's eyes.

It was a strange shape that was completely different from the Shikai.

A long whip-like object, as wide as five meters, was raised high and appeared on Soi-Fong's right hand.

Although the whole thing showed a bright brass luster, this streamlined shape was also matte-finished.

Such a dull feeling.

It made many people look thoughtful.

Rubbing his chin with his hand, Kyoraku Shunsui's eyes slightly condensed.

"It's a little different."

Ukitake Jushiro beside him rarely echoed, and his expression was also a little strange at this moment.

"Indeed... a little weird."

Although Dongxian Yao, who was standing not far away, could not see, his other senses were extremely sensitive.

The unusually sharp killing intent filled the air, like wheat awns, piercing the face at a vague distance.

So dangerous.

He subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife hanging at his waist, but he also reacted the next moment.

The person being targeted was not him—he couldn't show such obvious hostility.

"Captain Dongxian, are you feeling unwell?"

Aizen Sosuke's voice came from the side.

"No, it's okay..."

"Yeah."

Aizen half-turned his head with a sigh, his tone also filled with emotion.

"But it's normal to be so rude. After all, this level of majestic momentum has nothing to do with the word concealment."

And indeed it is.

Now, the other party is the leader of a secret mobile force.

The initial interpretation ability he has mastered is indeed in line with the other party's impression and position.

——Sufficiently concealed and dangerous.

But after entering into a further understanding of swastika, this sense of feeling was completely reversed.

With such a huge momentum, it is more like an honest declaration of war than an assassination.

I don't bother to continue doing some insidious and obscure activities.

Or do you just yearn for such straightforwardness?

The reason is unknown, but whatever...

"This captain of Broken Bee must also be a person who doesn't mean what he says."

The corners of Aizen's mouth raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

Except for a few people who have just taken office, everyone present is basically an old fox-level figure.

Naturally, he was able to detect the essence of Shattering Bee's ability right away.

‘…the sight is really annoying. ’

Broken Bee's lips pursed slightly at this moment.

Because she knows that her swastika style is too distinctive, she does not want to show her appearance in front of everyone if conditions permit.

Just like what Si Fengyuan Ye Yi taught.

Real assassins don't reveal their true feelings, and this is especially true for covert ops troops.

And whenever he uses his own swastika, Zaihou has the illusion that he is conducting self-analysis.

Being noticed is not something to enjoy.

If possible, I would like to avoid it as much as possible... However, at this moment, it is definitely not the time to stick to such small details.

After all, a price was paid.

Then there must be corresponding goals.

Taking a deep breath, Zhan Bee's right hand muscles flexed, and his arm was slightly raised at this moment.

"Arima Shizuya!"

With a shout, there was no trace of sadness or joy on Sui Feng's face.

"This is my interpretation of the swastika, the Bird Bee Thunder Whip!"

"Different from my initial interpretation, this is an attack method in which spiritual power is accumulated, concentrated a little, and finally exploded."

"If you still have the confidence, if you still look down on me so much..."

Just stand there.

"Let's try this next!"

If the previous explanation was in a joking mood, then this moment is 'hysterical' in another sense.

It doesn't matter whether he is said to be unscrupulous or even regarded as a coward by others.

He has abandoned his responsibilities.

Naturally, there will no longer be any dignity at all.

At this moment, Broken Bee just wants to make the other party lose face - even more so, even if it's just a compromise, even if it's just giving in.

Say "I'm scared of you" at this moment.

Maybe it would make Zhan Bee restrain the sharp feeling all over his body.

The person involved may not be aware of it yet, but in fact, the purpose in her heart has been obviously deflected.

And when everyone on the sidelines heard the declaration at this moment, everyone's expressions changed.

No, what are you doing?

What are you talking about? !

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, Chōjiro's expression changed slightly.

After all, swastika is different from other means, and its existence itself symbolizes unparalleled power.

'I'm just a young man who has just realized this method. I'm afraid he still doesn't know the lethality of this method...'

No human life is allowed, this is the basic principle.

Now that there is a tendency to break the bottom line, he can't pretend that he didn't hear it!

"You two, wait..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Arima Shizu, who was not far away, also interrupted with a smile.

"Senior Quebu, please rest assured."

Arima Shizuya didn't feel any nervousness at all at this moment, his expression was still relaxed, as if the words that Suihou had just said were not directed at him.

"As a guarantee, I will use my personality as a candidate for captain of the fifth division."

Take a step forward and turn half sideways.

"There won't be any casualties in this fight."

Arima Shizuya drew his sword and picked out a beautiful sword pattern.

"That's it, can you please let this contest continue?"

Exhaling softly, Arima Shizu also turned the blade downwards and looked straight in front of him.

Chojiro couldn't make up his mind, so he could only turn his head and look at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni behind him.

Then... what happened to the old man?

Boom!

A muffled sound reached my ears.

The long staff hit hard, and cracked lines splashed around, which showed the strength at this moment!

"In the name of the captain... I am allowed to continue the contest."

readily!

The smile on Arima Shizuya's face changed to a bright one.

"Chengzhi!"

Facing the hostility of Broken Bee, his heart, his soul, his hatred.

At this moment, Arima Shizu also needs to respond accordingly.

For this reason, I present here the first formation after the ‘rebirth’ of the Sakara dragon.

'oh! ’

In the consciousness space, the high-spirited girl raised her head and said.

‘That’s what it takes to support my scene! ’

So.

‘Sing my true name loudly, Shizuya Arima! ’

"Revealing the true power of one's body will cause all sentient beings to lose all their heat and anger."

"This is inhuman, this is bliss."

"卍·solution."

"The Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragons·All the Heavenly Beings."