Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The middle-aged man pointed to himself, smiled, and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Koyatai Stark."

"We apologize for trespassing on your territory. We'll leave now."

Unlike the spirited Grimmjow, Stark had absolutely no fighting spirit, like a dried-up salted fish.

"and many more!"

Grimmjow roared, "Before you leave, let's have a fight!"

He could sense the other party's strength.

Even though the man named Stark in front of him showed no fighting spirit, Grimmjow could still sense a faint sense of danger.

He had only ever felt this way with a select few people in the Hueco Mundo Palace.

This guy must be a strong one!

Grimmjow, obsessed with becoming stronger, would naturally not easily let go of an opportunity to fight a powerful opponent.

"Fighting? That's so troublesome..."

Stark scratched his head, looking troubled.

But just as he was struggling with this decision, Grimmjow launched an attack, showing no regard for martial ethics.

With limbs slightly bent, an explosive force shattered the ground, and the white figure transformed into a streak of light, heading straight for Stark.

The battle broke out instantly.

Two powerful spiritual pressures lifted the clouds in the night sky, revealing the flawless moonlight.

…………

"so……"

Ru Yueming looked at the unharmed man in front of her with a strange expression and asked:

"Is this why you beat my cat so badly that it can't take care of itself?"

One update today, I'll try two tomorrow.

I'm feeling quite down. Something happened at home; eighteen of our sheep went missing, a loss of nearly 20,000 yuan. We've already reported it to the police, but there are still no leads. Sigh...

Please forgive me...

Chapter 197 Szayelaporro's Fanaticism

"Should we apologize?"

"It's so troublesome..."

Stark scratched his head, looking like he wasn't good with words.

The green-haired girl beside him, hands on her hips, stared at Ru Yueming arrogantly and said with dissatisfaction:

"Hey, this guy was the one who provoked us first!"

"You're so unreasonable!"

Ru Yueming stroked his chin thoughtfully: "That's true."

"But the key issue is..."

“You have trespassed into my territory. Grimmjow is challenging you only to uphold the laws of the castle.”

Stark frowned and asked curiously:

"Just how big is your territory?"

"We walked for a long time but didn't find any castles or similar buildings."

Ru Yueming grinned and said matter-of-factly:

"I am but a humble man, the newly crowned King of Hueco Mundo, and this vast Hueco Mundo is all my territory!"

Stark and Lilynette: "..."

Having lived this long, this was the first time they had ever seen someone describe shamelessness in such a refreshing and unconventional way.

"I'm really sorry about that."

Stark extended his right hand and placed it on Lilynette's head.

The situation is quite clear now. He doesn't want to fight, but his opponent is pressing him relentlessly and shows no intention of letting them go.

It's a pity that we finally found someone who is immune to his spiritual pressure.

"Don't hesitate, Stark, kill this guy!"

Lilynette's fighting spirit was much stronger than Stark's; she was full of fighting spirit, and a faint spiritual pressure emanated from her.

Unfortunately, her spiritual pressure was slightly lower than that of an ordinary Adjuchas.

Clearly, Stark was the one who took the lead when the two split.

"Chase him down, you pack of wolves."

The moment he finished speaking, a beam of azure light erupted from his body, shooting straight into the sky, like a sun rising in the night sky above the elusive circle, completely suppressing the cold moonlight.

Lilynette transformed into a streak of light and vanished into Stark's palm.

The raging storm, centered on a pillar of spiritual pressure, swept up dust that blotted out the sky.

Upon seeing this, the dying Grimmjow's eyes widened, his leopard face filled with disbelief.

The opponent was holding back in the fight just now?!

As the materialized pillar of spiritual pressure faded, Stark reappeared in their sight.

The tattered cloak was gone, replaced by a gray fur-trimmed coat with wolf-hair-like fur on the collar, cuffs, and calves.

He held a flintlock musket in each hand, its antique black color drawing attention.

While other Hollow Arrancar were still engaged in hand-to-hand combat, Stark, as an autonomous Arrancar, had already moved to the forefront of technology and taken up firearms.

A deep blue spiritual pressure swirled around, causing distorted lines to appear in the air and radiating intense power.

Such a powerful performance even made Grimmjow, who had not yet broken through to the other side, feel a little uncomfortable.

In order not to delay their battle, he struggled to his feet, staggered away from the spot, and watched from a distance.

Grimmjow was well aware that, given his current state, if he were to be affected, he could very well become a burden to Ruyueming.

"let's start."

Stark raised the musket in his right hand, aimed at the figure in front of him, and pulled the trigger.

During this process, Ruyueming could clearly sense that the opponent's spiritual pressure was condensed through the firearm and then burst forth in the form of a Cero.

The azure beam of light fell instantly, then was cleaved in two by a long sword.

The Cero grazed Ruyueming's body and landed on the desert on both sides, instantly exploding into towering sand waves.

Seeing this, Stark looked surprised.

He had considered many ways to counter Cero, but he never expected that the other party would actually use a knife to cleave Cero in two.

Such a technique not only requires extremely high spiritual pressure, but also a very high level of skill in swordsmanship.

Judging from appearances, this Grim Reaper is a master swordsman.

Upon realizing this, Stark immediately activated his Whirlwind, creating distance between himself and Ruyueming, while simultaneously raising his twin pistols.

next moment.

A barrage of phantom light, like a torrential downpour, rained down from the sky, instantly engulfing the entire battlefield.

Grimmjow was dumbfounded.

This scene completely shattered his worldview.

Normally, apart from a small number of ordinary Hollows with special talents, only Hollows can unleash Cero.

Lower-level Hollowfied Giriyans need to charge up before releasing a Cero.

While a mid-level Hollow Adjuchas can cast spells instantly, the frequency at which they can be cast depends on the caster's spiritual pressure.

The higher-level Hollow Vasto Lorde has been greatly enhanced in both frequency and power.

Grimmjow thought Nellyel's Cero Repetition was outrageous enough, but he didn't expect there to be another expert in Hueco Mundo.

In the blink of an eye, a barrage of holographic flashes engulfed everything in sight.

too fast!

Moreover, its power is still astonishing.

Clusters of explosions bloomed in the boundless desert, like flowers in full bloom under the spring sun, adorning the fuzzy circle.

As the moon shone, the difference between the king and his steed was vividly displayed.

He turned a perfectly good Zanpakuto into a giant windmill.

Water cannot be poured in.

Its main selling point is its flashy and gaudy style.

Unfortunately, his opponent's firepower was too fierce, and he was completely suppressed, unable to get close and unleash his unparalleled fist techniques.

Putting everything else aside, in terms of killing ability, Stark is far more formidable than Barragan.

Its main feature is firepower coverage.

Stark in the sky frowned, vaguely sensing that something was amiss.

It's easy to tell from the other party's words that this guy who calls himself the King of Hueco Mundo is definitely not the kind of person who would willingly take a beating.

Just when he thought this.

A powerful spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from the shimmering light below.

A blade wreathed in deep purple flames sliced ​​through his infinite flashes, arriving before him with unstoppable force, as if to cut him in two.

Stark, who was prepared, did not panic. He instead conjured an even stronger Cero, the azure light engulfing the longsword and shattering the attack.