Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

After exchanging a few more words, Aizen chased away the shameless fellow and turned to look expressionlessly at Ryudoji Genryu.

The real experiment has only just begun.

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When Akira Kisaragi arrived at his loyal Eleventh Division, the first person to come out to greet him was Kaname Tosen, whose expression was slightly serious.

"Lord Palace Attendant, disaster has struck."

Ru Yueming frowned and asked, puzzled, "Have I been caught?"

"Has Old Man Shan led the elite troops of the First Division to attack?"

Kaname Tosen: "..."

Despite his daily efforts to study, he still couldn't keep up with Ru Yueming's thought process.

"They are two powerful Grim Reapers."

Tosen explained, "One of them is bald, brave and extremely warlike by nature, while the other is handsome and, judging from his spiritual pressure, is also very powerful."

Upon hearing this description, Ruyue Ming was delighted.

He was still quite impressed with the two best buddies.

I thought these two wouldn't be reporting to the Eleventh Division for a while, but they came so soon.

"Lead the way."

The two passed through the towering steel fortress and arrived at the brand-new arena.

On the spacious, flat grassland, a massive demonic barrier was released by the spirit artifact, forming a huge semicircle that enveloped the battlefield.

Inside, the fighting was fierce.

The big dog and the bald man were engaged in a fierce battle, their blades clashing and sparks flying.

Both the man and the dog were covered in jagged gashes, some of which had scabbed over, while others were still gushing blood.

Even through the ghostly barrier, one could smell the strong stench of blood.

With a powerful slash, Komamura knocked the Zanpakuto from the bald man's hand.

Without his weapon, the bald man stared blankly at his bloodied right hand, which was split open at the base of his thumb. Just as he was about to give up, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye—

Komamura planted his Zanpakuto in the grass, slammed his two large, furry paws together, and with a loud roar, charged straight at him.

Seeing this, the bald man laughed.

In all his years of dominating Rukongai, he has rarely encountered an opponent who suits his taste so well.

Kenpachi Zaraki from before was one, and the big dog in front of us is another.

Soon, the two figures, who were vastly different in height and race, began a brutal exchange of blows.

Ruyue Ming, who was watching from the sidelines, nodded with satisfaction:

"This is how we should fight, or rather, this is the only way we can fight!"

As expected of his usual teachings, Komamura has grasped the essence of the art.

How can a mere Zanpakuto compare to a body forged through countless trials?

"Excuse me, are you Captain Kisaragi?"

Just then, an unfamiliar voice rang out, and a young man with medium-length hair, dressed in a purple patterned kimono, appeared, bowing respectfully.

"My name is Ayasegawa Yumichika. I come from Rukongai and am a friend of that idiot in the barrier."

Unlike Ikkaku Madarame, Yumichika Ayasegawa was quite polite.

"Because he heard that Kenpachi Zaraki had joined the 11th Division, that idiot Ikkaku took it upon himself to come looking for him."

"He couldn't stand seeing someone like Zaraki become someone else's subordinate, so he wanted to seek justice for him."

"However, the facts before us prove that Yijiao is completely wrong."

"The fact that a mere Shinigami who isn't even a Seat Commander could defeat him to such an extent demonstrates the strength of the Eleventh Division."

Ru Yueming grinned and said, "You flatter me."

"The Eleventh Division's success today is indeed inseparable from my hard work and guidance."

The first sentence was still modest, but the second sentence directly took all the credit for himself.

Despite having been in the world for many years, Ayasegawa Yumichika had never seen anyone with such a thick skin.

However, this sincere and unpretentious attitude really makes people like you.

“Zaraki is indeed in the Eleventh Division.”

Ruyue Ming stroked his chin, sensed for a moment, and said seriously, "However, it seems that his spiritual pressure is not currently in the team dormitory."

Tosen Kaname added from the side, "Third Seat Zaraki has gone to Rukongai on a mission."

"The information provided by the Eighth Division indicates that a Hollow has been spotted in the Satin District."

Ru Yueming nodded without saying anything more.

Because he was often away from the barracks, Kenpachi Zaraki could only fight against Komamura Tosen and others. However, these two were not yet fully grown and could not withstand his attacks.

Just as everyone was exchanging words, a chilling aura emanated from outside the team barracks, and a dense spiritual pressure filled with a strong smell of blood instantly enveloped the entire arena.

A disheveled man with a ferocious expression approached, carrying a long, serrated sword. His black shihaka armor was still stained with undried blood, and his aura was extremely menacing.

Kenpachi Zaraki is back.

Seeing this, Ayasegawa Yumichika's eyes lit up, and he was about to step forward to reminisce when Zaraki Kenpachi beat him to it, pointing his long sword directly at Asuka, a ferocious smile appearing on his face:

"Captain, let's fight!"

After doing some research, I think Madarame Ikkaku was a lower-ranking nobleman. He has a younger sister named Madarame Shino, and she also has a bright forehead. You can tell they're from the same family at a glance.

There will definitely be a second update tomorrow.

Chapter 189 Yamamoto's Culinary Skills

"There's really nothing I can do against you."

Ru Yueming shook his head and chuckled, then reached out and ripped the perfectly intact death outfit to shreds, revealing his muscular upper body with clearly defined muscle lines, showcasing an ultimate sense of power.

Before Ayasegawa Yumichika could even speak, the two men, revealing their true colors, began to fight fiercely.

Its posture was even more exaggerated than that of the battle between Komamura and Madarame.

Lying on the ground, Madarame Ichikaku stared in astonishment at the scene before him. Before he could figure out what was happening, a large, hairy hand had already scooped him up.

The team members watching and cheering from the sidelines skillfully operated on the nearby metal platform.

Instantly, the ground around them cracked open, and a brand-new demonic barrier rose from the cracks, directly surrounding the two who were exchanging blows.

Kisuke Urahara's design proposal.

Considering that two of them would not consider the efforts of others when they fought, he set up multiple binding barrier release devices in the barracks to prevent excessive overtime.

It's so easy to use that even someone as simple as Yue Ming can easily figure it out.

Helped to the side, Madarame Ikkaku stood with Ayasegawa Yumichika, staring dumbfounded at the extremely brutal battle before them.

Kenpachi Zaraki, who held an extremely important place in his heart, was being thoroughly humiliated.

Although the golden spiritual pressure burned like raging flames, it still couldn't withstand the young man's violent onslaught.

Kenpachi Zaraki's smile was ferocious, his beastly aura bursting forth, and his fierce momentum, along with his serrated longsword, slashed straight down at Akira.

That attack, powerful enough to cleave an ordinary grim reaper in two in an instant, left only a white mark on Ru Yueming's body.

Almost simultaneously, a sound like steel colliding also rang out.

Having withstood Kenpachi Zaraki's slash, Akira Kisaragi was equally ruthless, retaliating with a backhand strike.

Seemingly trying to emulate Ru Yueming, this ferocious man, who resembled a wild beast, also stood still, attempting to withstand the blow.

Then--

His bare chest was instantly cleaved open with a gruesome fissure, and thick, scalding blood gushed out, filling the vast area with a strong stench of blood.

Seeing this, Ikkaku Madarame panicked and rushed forward to stop the fight.

But before he could take a single step, Komamura grabbed him, explaining in a gruff voice:

"Don't worry, this is just Zaraki's fighting style."

"The captain is very careful with his actions."

Upon hearing this, Madarame Ikkaku's eyes widened, and just as he was about to retort, he heard a furious roar coming from ahead.

Aggression is triggered!

At this moment, instinct takes over the fight!

A ferocious crimson light appeared in his narrow pupils as Kenpachi Zaraki lifted his serrated sword from Akira's shoulder and descended into madness.

The chaotic and disorderly slashing techniques attacked the vital points of the figure in front.

Kenpachi Zaraki seemed to be born to fight. He didn't understand swordsmanship, let alone how to dodge.

Every change in his movements was aimed at improving his offensive capabilities.

Blood gradually stained it, the black death suit was covered with sticky blood plasma, and there were hideous wounds everywhere. It looked like it was about to die, but in fact, the face of the demon was full of enjoyment.

This is right!

Only when fighting can Kenpachi Zaraki feel that he truly exists.

How wonderful!

Fighting this guy, you don't need to worry about killing him with too much force; you can just enjoy the battle to your heart's content.

Having lost count of his age, Zaraki once again felt the breath of life.

To walk the line between life and death, this extreme immersion is something that nothing else can replace.

There was no need to think about anything else; at that moment, only two things remained in my mind.