Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Originally, after the release of their swords, one of them would take the lead, but now the relationship between the two is one of equal opposition, thus becoming what Akira wanted.

Although it may not be as satisfying as a fistfight, gunfire is still a kind of romance for men.

Ru Yueming fired a few fancy gun spuns, then aimed the gun at the virtual group in front of him and gently pulled the trigger.

The next moment, the black-winged demons' pupils shrank sharply.

Suddenly, a dazzling light burst forth from the dark muzzle of the gun, and brilliant flames bloomed within it.

An extremely violent beam of light shot out and instantly pierced through the chest of the Hollow at the very front.

Moreover, the beam's residual power remained undiminished, violently advancing backward.

After piercing through several Hollows with overwhelming force, it finally reached the edge of the horizon, igniting a torrent of scorching heat.

A brilliant light appeared, followed by a deafening roar that swept across the sky, as howling winds swept up silvery waves of sand.

There was no time for idle chatter. Seeing that Ruyueming had pointed his gun at the other Blackwing Demons, the Void beings immediately panicked and unleashed their spiritual pressure to fight back.

It could be a Cero, a Spirit Spear, or a Spirit Blade.

The chaotic energy attack instantly transformed the boundless desert into the era of World War II, with dazzling explosions illuminating the deep, dark sky.

It even blocked out the only moonlight.

However, the Blackwing Demons were soon horrified to discover that their attacks had no effect on the laughing figure.

That guy's defense was even more outrageous than a Hollow's steel skin; even a charged Cero couldn't break through it.

In contrast, his attacks, with a casually fired bullet beam, either blasted a huge crater in the ground or directly took away the fighting ability of one or even several comrades.

Boom boom boom!

The continuous gunfire wove together a massive curtain of light, transforming into an inescapable net to capture the Blackwing Demons. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape their fate of being defeated.

Until one of the Vastodes, under the cover of its companion, approached Ruyueming, its devilish face revealing a sinister grin of triumph:

"You despicable bastard, prepare to die!"

Then he saw a fist engulfed in flames slam into his face without any fancy moves.

In an instant, everything went black, and he fell from the sky.

"An AD carry who doesn't intentionally throw punches isn't a qualified top laner."

Ru Yueming scoffed, "With this level of skill, you dare to try and bluff?"

But in that brief moment, another spiritual spear broke through the spatial distance, wrapped in powerful spiritual pressure, and spiraled straight toward Ruyueming's heart.

boom!

Without giving Ruyueming a chance to react, the spirit spear exploded midway, and a wave of heat swept over him, instantly engulfing his body.

Just as everyone was feigning victory, a figure with a bare upper body appeared in their line of sight.

Ru Yueming's gaze searched through the remaining virtual clusters, instantly locking onto his target.

The black-winged demon, who was being stared at, immediately changed her expression and fled back the way she came without looking back, but she had only been gone for less than a second.

A sudden surge of extreme cold shot up from his spine, heading straight for the top of his head.

Immediately afterwards, a chilling voice rang in my ears:

"Sis, who are you targeting?"

Before he could turn around, a powerful impact erupted from the right, and everything went black. The Black-winged Demon who had launched the sneak attack crashed to the ground.

After dealing with that, Ruyueming turned back and charged into the remaining Hollows, quickly eliminating the last remaining Hollow that put up a stubborn resistance.

Finally, he arrived in front of the somewhat familiar white Hollow.

Judging from the intensity and purity of the spiritual pressure it releases, it is definitely a Vasto Lorde, and one with great potential.

Before Ru Yueming could speak, the other party asked first:

"As the Grim Reaper, you must know a lot, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ruyue Ming puffed out his chest: "Of course! Looking across Soul Society and Hueco Mundo, who doesn't know my astonishing wisdom?"

Ulquiorra pondered for a moment, and for some reason, he felt that the Grim Reaper in front of him was somewhat unreliable.

But considering that the Shinigami knew more than the Hollows, he decided to ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time.

After all, opportunities are rare.

"Then, what is the meaning of life?"

"Let's go to the dock and get some fries?" Ru Yueming tentatively replied.

"You misunderstood. What I meant was, what is the ultimate goal of life? What is the purpose of living?"

"To get some fries at the dock," Ruyue Ming replied firmly.

Ulquiorra fell silent.

He pressed one hand against his cracked cheek, applying gentle pressure. Countless bone-like fragments scattered, revealing a delicate face.

"Although I don't understand the meaning of the answer."

"But since you enjoy fighting, I'll give it my all as a reward for this answer."

Ru Yueming's eyes lit up.

When he met the person in person, he also thought about the other person's identity.

You search high and low without finding it, only to have it come to you effortlessly.

The last piece of the puzzle for his generals has finally been found.

Like Lee, Ulquiorra Cifer!

Ulquiorra stared expressionlessly at the man before him. He knew very well that, in his current state, he was no match for him.

In this case, then...

Dark green spiritual pressure surged into the sky, thick dark clouds piled up above, and spiritual particles gathered in the air, turning into spiritual particle raindrops that fell in torrents.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.

Under Ru Yueming's expectant gaze, Ulquiorra spoke slowly:

"Seal it off, Blackwing Demon..."

Ulquiorra's method of breaking through the barrier is very poetic; the artbook mentions that his mask was torn by a tree branch.

And because of their different appearance, they left their own tribe.

Chapter 209 The meaning of life

Beneath the crescent moon, dark green raindrops poured down, instantly covering the entire battlefield.

The demon unfurled its black wings, obscuring the sky, and a storm of spiritual pressure swept across the heavens, howling and swirling to the zenith.

Ulquiorra's appearance changed drastically; his shattered mask regenerated into a flamboyant double-horned helmet, its curved horns menacing, like sharp knives tearing everything apart.

The heavy spiritual pressure fell on the ravaged battlefield, causing the black-winged demons to catch their breath.

They stared in shock at Ulquiorra in the sky, their faces filled with disbelief.

I never imagined that this outcast, who was ridiculed by his clan, would possess such strong spiritual pressure. We treated him so badly before, will we suffer his revenge?

If Ruyue knew what they were thinking.

There will surely come a line like "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river; don't underestimate the great and the poor."

Even in his fully transformed form, Ulquiorra maintained an indifferent expression, as if he cared nothing for anything in the world.

He spread his right hand, and a large amount of spiritual energy condensed within it, instantly unleashing a spiritual energy longsword that exuded a sharp aura.

However, before he could launch his first attack, everything suddenly went black as a large hand pressed down on his face, and he was sent flying backward by the force of the attack.

Stark and Lilynette, now back in human form, stood gazing into the distance. As the moon shone, one hand held Ulquiorra's face, before turning into a speck of light and disappearing into the distance.

"Hey, is that guy alright?"

Lillianette asked with some concern.

Upon hearing this, Stark gave a strange look: "When did you get the idea that that guy couldn't beat the other one?"

"Even if we join forces with Szayelaporro, we can't defeat His Majesty Kisaragi. Instead of worrying about him, we should deal with these fallen Hollows first."

“Sal Apollo had been begging for a long time before coming here.”

Lilyne nodded, a smile as bright as the moon: "That's true."

She whirled around and appeared before the wounded and fallen Blackwing Demon. Judging from her figure, she seemed to be a rare female Hollow among her kind.

Before the other party could speak, a curved blade longer than Lilynette's height was held against her neck.

"Hmph, defeated general, obediently stay here and serve as Star Fury Force!"

Stark: "..."

He felt it was necessary to keep Lilynette away from a certain guy.

…………

Boom boom! !

Silvery-white sand waves surged into the sky, like waves rising from a raging sea, connecting heaven and earth, and bursting forth in all directions.

In the darkness, Ulquiorra unleashed his spiritual pressure, and a dark green beam of light shot into the sky, shattering the moonlight that had been pressing down on his face.

The Moonlight Sword was sharp and ferocious, its light flashing as it slashed straight down forward.

Faced with this imminent attack, Ru Yueming grinned, his fighting spirit surging as he drew his sword, ready for a duel between swordsmen.

I've been communicating with Sister Lie more often lately, and I've also gained some insights into kendo.

It's time for a change of art style.

If Heaven had not given birth to me, my moon would shine brighter than ever; the way of the sword would have remained in eternal darkness!

A surge of spiritual pressure erupted, and the blade gleamed brilliantly, like another moon rising into the sky, radiating its radiant light and illuminating the deep, dark night.