Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Countless demonic techniques and elaborate poses were unleashed, and for a moment, the barrier was filled with dazzling light, like a grand fireworks display.

It must be said that intelligent people often share many similarities.

Characters like Aizen and Kisuke Urahara are Shinigami who don't rely on Zanpakuto.

Or.

From the very beginning, they recognized the constraints and limitations that Zanpakuto imposed on them.

Sure enough, I belong to the ranks of the smart people.

This reminded him of his usual fighting style, and Ru Yueming thought about it shamelessly.

The battle, fought between one man and one sword, lasted for a long time.

The battle only began to show signs of ending when Kisuke Urahara had run out of supplies and was himself critically injured and on the verge of death.

As the ruthless man plunged a knife through the beautiful woman's chest, her puppet-like body finally ceased functioning.

Red Princess held Urahara Kisuke's blood-stained face in her hands, like a heartbroken woman who had been abandoned. Her red lips trembled as if she wanted to say something, but she was too weak to speak, and her last words were carried away by the wind.

Her slender body shattered, turning into specks of light and disappearing before everyone's eyes.

"With no woman in his heart, he becomes a god when he draws his sword."

Asuka Akira clapped and praised, "Kisuke, you've already got some of my style."

"Once I've defeated that old man from the mountain and become the captain-general, I'll let you take over the Eleventh Division!"

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara, who was already on the verge of death, immediately went black and collapsed.

"I never expected that Kisuke would be unable to handle such good news."

Ru Yueming shook his head and sighed, "He still needs to work on his mindset."

Seeing his master's shameless behavior, Mayuri Kurotsuchi was too embarrassed to say anything and went to Kisuke Urahara on his own, pondering where to start cutting.

During this period, he was so engrossed in research projects related to the power of the Eye of Justice that he couldn't extricate himself from them, yet he was unable to make sense of them.

After some thought, Mayuri Kurotsuchi decided to switch projects to relax his tense mind.

Fortunately, Akira Kisaragi stopped him in time, preventing him from dismembering Kisuke Urahara on the spot.

Despite Mayuri Kurotsuchi's repeated insistence that it would not cause any harm and was merely an examination of the brain's structure.

"Are there still divine transformation bodies?"

Ru Yueming suddenly asked.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi shook her head: "This is the only one available. Because it's still in the experimental stage, we didn't make too many to avoid waste."

"Would Captain Kisaragi like to give it a try too?"

Ru Yueming nodded: "If there is a shortcut, I would naturally like to take it."

Normally, a Shinigami with the potential to master Bankai would need at least ten years to successfully train.

Furthermore, because Akira Kisaragi's method of mastering Shikai is quite different from that of a normal Shinigami, even his sword Zen is a ritual sword Zen that he developed on his own.

He worried that if he focused his training on Bankai, it might take him hundreds of years or even longer.

Upon hearing Akira's words, Mayuri Kurotsuchi took out a syringe from his sleeve and injected the green liquid inside into Kisuke Urahara's arm.

His injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi explained, "This is a flesh repair agent, specifically designed to repair damaged flesh. However, long-term use can lead to dependence and cause the body to collapse."

"Using it occasionally won't have any impact."

Asuka Akira hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopped. She had originally wanted Mayuri Kurotsuchi to manufacture more of this patent, but who would have thought the side effects would be so severe.

Considering that Mayuri Kurotsuchi frequently alters his physical body, he seems to be a perfect match for this flesh-enhancing agent.

As his body recovered, Kisuke Urahara awoke from his coma.

This time, Ruyue Ming didn't urge him immediately, but instead gave him plenty of time to rest.

after all.

Even though Kisuke Urahara was young and strong, and had received excellent training in the Eleventh Division, he was still almost completely drained by Benihime.

Further exploitation would be somewhat inhumane.

Three days later, the three, looking radiant, returned to the back mountain of the Eleventh Division.

A brand new demonic barrier unfolds.

First to appear is Mayuri Kurotsuchi, because Kisuke Urahara has carried out a new round of modifications on the Transcendental Body.

To prevent any unexpected incidents, it was decided to let Mayuri Kurotsuchi try it first.

Soon, a giant worm with the head of an infant appeared before everyone's eyes.

Her ugly appearance is enough to make people's sanity drop wildly, forming a stark contrast with Kisuke Urahara's Benihime.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi, however, was quite satisfied with the appearance of Jizo Ashikaga.

Then, under the astonished gazes of two people, he pulled out the explosive device implanted in his Zanpakuto and staged a self-destruction of the Zanpakuto within the Kido barrier.

Like a balloon pricked by a needle, the moment its skin swells, a loud bang erupts.

Thick blood plasma splattered everywhere, and bright red flesh fragments rained down, forming a thick layer on the ground.

"Urahara, you can add this setting to the data now."

Despite being enveloped by spiritual pressure, Mayuri Kurotsuchi remained completely untouched by blood, as pure as ever. "When a modified Zanpakuto uses the Tenshintai technique, the modified parts will not be affected by any fluctuations."

Upon hearing this, Kisuke Urahara felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

Why is there not a single normal person around him?

What kind of good person would be so ruthless to their own Zanpakuto?

After letting out a heavy sigh, he looked at Ruyueming beside him, moved the humanoid spirit body behind him to the front, and gestured:

"Lord of the Palace Guard, it's your turn."

Asuka Akira grinned, drew his Zanpakuto, and plunged it straight into the body of the Transcendentalist.

The next moment, the Zanpakuto shattered!

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Chapter 179 The Correct Way to Use a Zanpakuto

As a weapon infused with the essence of a Shinigami's soul, the Zanpakuto's significance extends far beyond being merely a tool for combat.

This is why both Shikai and Bankai are extremely complicated to train.

As a qualified Shinigami, the first thing to do is to understand one's Zanpakuto through one's inner world, learn its true name through communication, and then synchronize with it to learn its Shikai.

Correspondingly, Bankai requires the Zanpakuto to be "materialized" and "submitted".

[Concretization] refers to summoning one's Zanpakuto into the real world when talking to it. This process usually requires more than ten years of training.

The significance of developing the Divine Transformation Body is to shorten this process.

The final and most important step is to defeat the materialized Zanpakuto, forcing it to submit.

Kisuke Urahara and Mayuki Kurotsuchi stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, not wanting to miss a single detail.

There are very few Shinigami in Soul Society with the potential to attain Bankai. Any being who has mastered Bankai is worthy of being recorded in history and included in the history textbooks of the Soul Society.

For this reason, every individual capable of using the Transcendent Body is invaluable experimental data.

The moment the Zanpakuto shattered, the Tenshintai also turned into fragments.

Strangely, the fragments did not scatter in all directions, but remained suspended in place, with deep darkness slowly emerging between them, like a rift forcibly torn open.

Upon closer inspection, it bears a striking resemblance to the performance style of a black box.

Thin, viscous black shadows seeped out from the cracks, like blood spilling from a ruptured heart, gradually staining the ground.

Heavy, terrifying, painful, and pitch-black ink continuously outlined and rendered the scene until darkness deeply covered the entire ghost realm barrier.

Seeing that things were not going well, Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi promptly slipped away, leaving Akira Kisaragi alone among them.

The process of mastering Bankai cannot be done without the help of others.

They can't do anything but watch the play.

If it gets caught up in the process, it could affect the process and cause unnecessary accidents.

It was definitely not because she wanted to see Ruyue Ming make a fool of herself that she ran away.

Kisuke Urahara could stake his own master's life on it.

An immense pressure descended upon them, like a vast ocean being overturned. The ground trembled violently, and cracks appeared to collapse, as if an earth dragon were turning over.

An unprecedented impact erupted from the rift formed by the Transcendental Body and the Zanpakuto, unleashing boundless heat and sending Ruyue Ming flying several meters away.

Upon seeing this, Kisuke Urahara's eyes flashed with surprise.

It's already this ferocious before it's even fully materialized; how ruthless would the complete form be?

Hopefully, this materialized Zanpakuto can beat someone up and vent his anger.

Seemingly sensing someone's wish, the viscous black shadow stopped flowing and slowly rose from the ground, forming a humanoid creature.

Unlike Kisuke Urahara's Benihime.

After the boundless form of Ruyueming was materialized, its appearance was unremarkable, its gender was indistinguishable, and it had no charm whatsoever.

"Boundless?"

As the moonlight shone slightly, Ru Yueming leaned forward, trying to use words to bridge the gap between the man and the knife.

But the moment he heard his voice, the shadowy figure seemed to be activated by some program, and suddenly raised his head, a crack torn open in the center of his face, revealing a crimson scene like lava.

next moment.

He disappeared.

Before the three people present could even understand what was happening, the dark figure had already pressed against Ru Yueming's chest.