Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Gazing at the demon-like figure in the sky, Yamamoto's expression was complex, and he felt an urge to speak out.

This kid has broken through to the first level of the Spirit Might realm?

Although Ru Yueming learned most of her skills from him, he should have felt somewhat gratified to see such a scene.

Thoughts like, "My wayward disciple has finally grown up," or "My hard work in raising him has paid off; he can now stand on his own," might arise in my mind.

But Yamamoto had none at all.

Now all he could think about was how, when he was at the second level of spiritual power, this wicked disciple had almost overturned the Soul Society.

It vividly portrays phrases like "reversing the heavenly order" and "the inferior overthrowing the superior."

If he makes another breakthrough now, how can Soul Society recover? Will Yamamoto even survive?

"Hehehe, didn't expect that, did you!"

As Yue Ming transformed into one of the Four Mad Laughing Heroes, he went mad in the sky, surrounded by thick black flames, resembling a member of a demonic cult.

"I broke through with your help, and my spiritual pressure increased dramatically. Now I am invincible."

"Old man Shan, the strategies for offense and defense have changed!"

Yamamoto: "..."

Sure enough, this kid doesn't keep things to himself; whatever he's thinking is immediately written all over his face.

Ha, you muscle-bound brute, you think you can overthrow your superiors? You're thousands of years too early!

The intense spiritual pressure surged once more, and Yamamoto, like a fire god from mythology, had air currents swirling around him, flames erupting once more, and surging heat waves roaring and crashing.

The violent spiritual pressure dyed half the sky a golden-red color, contrasting and echoing the inky blackness above Ruyueming's head, creating a magnificent scene.

"You bastard, I won't lose to a brute like you."

On Yamamoto's thick arms, veins bulged, and his bulging muscles burst forth with terrifying power, with each grotesque blood vessel clearly visible.

Enveloped in heat, the Blazing Blade descended upon the Moonlit Sky with a deafening slash.

torch!

At this moment, Ru Yueming realized that her breathing had become somewhat difficult.

The air was filled with an indescribable heat, and the dryness felt as if it would set one's internal organs ablaze.

next second.

A tornado of flames, several times more violent than before, roared out, shattering the ground and creating a deafening roar, as if a god had brought down a punishment. An apocalyptic scene swept across the entire back mountain.

Even those in other divisions of the Seireitei could see the raging flames shooting straight up to the dome.

Fourth Division, in the corridor outside the ward.

Unohana Retsu gazed into the distance, a hint of nostalgia appearing in her gentle expression.

She once boasted that she was the greatest villain in Soul Society, having mastered all schools of martial arts, and was so arrogant that she named herself Yachiru.

Until he met Yamamoto Shigekuni in his middle age.

At that time, Genryuzhai's name had already spread throughout the Soul Society.

In order to enjoy the pleasure of battle, Retsu Unohana challenged him without hesitation, and the final result was a crushing defeat without any suspense.

Even if one is proficient in all schools of thought, one still cannot defeat the opponent's single-handed attack.

After this battle, Retsu Unohana was defeated and, at Yamamoto's invitation, joined the first Gotei 13.

Even today, she occasionally thinks of the war that took place a thousand years ago.

I just didn't expect it to happen again at this time.

Even more surprisingly, Yamamoto's opponent was none other than the one she had ravaged day and night...

Unohana Retsu's expression was somewhat dazed.

As the number one entertainer in Soul Society, Kyoraku Shunsui had already prepared melon seeds and peanuts and was secretly watching from a distance the moment Kisaragi Akira got beaten up.

Because the Eighth Division has added an editorial department, they are very busy on weekdays, and Lieutenant Lisa doesn't help them share the workload.

This also led to Kyoraku Shunsui's fondness for watching his junior apprentice get beaten up.

The feeling of being drenched in the rain by someone else is comparable to eating a whole chilled watermelon on a sweltering summer day—it's incredibly refreshing.

The reality was a little different from what he had imagined.

"This is big news."

Kyoraku Shunsui spat out the sunflower seed shells in his mouth, "I didn't expect my junior brother to actually break through to the first level of spiritual power, given his usual combat performance."

"Old Man Shan might actually capsize in a ditch."

"If that's the case, doesn't that mean the captain-in-chief will have to be replaced?"

Kyoraku Shunsui suddenly shuddered, seemingly thinking of the series of outrageous measures someone had taken after taking power.

Tornadoes roared in the sky, fiery walls contracted, and the earth groaned under the weight, with countless cracks appearing densely and intertwining.

He watched the torches hurtling toward him and felt the heat surging through his nostrils.

Ru Yueming's fighting spirit was higher than ever before.

Instantaneous Annihilation - Activate!

Black lightning and explosive flames erupted from his shoulders, and boundless chains merged into his body, forming chain-like patterns that echoed the blood-red armor.

He grinned, raising his spiritual pressure to its peak, integrating the power generation techniques inherited from Yamamoto, and then displaying them to Yamamoto in a dazzling display.

The movement of tendons and bones, the activity of muscles, is like hard iron blocks being rubbed together, with scorching heat waves surging and erupting, like a volcano suppressed for countless years.

With his fist clenched and right arm arched back, he threw a punch at the pine torch that exuded an aura of destruction.

hum-

Above the sky, crimson and jet-black erupted, transforming into shockwaves visible to the naked eye.

The world seemed to stand still at that moment.

next moment.

Boom boom! !

The explosion that shot into the sky created a huge mushroom cloud, and the heat wave spread out in layers of rings in all directions.

It crashed into a towering mountain peak, obliterating it completely.

Dust billowed into the sky, instantly covering the entire back mountain and even the nearby First Squad.

"Hmph, Yamamoto is nothing special!"

Seeing that the other party had withdrawn their spiritual pressure, Ruyueming said arrogantly, "Today I have overthrown the superior and deserve to sit on the throne of the Captain-Commander."

Then, amidst the billowing smoke and dust, a charred black spot appeared, and Yamamoto emerged unharmed.

Before Ru Yueming could retaliate, a powerful punch landed squarely on his abdomen.

Someone immediately let out a shameful wail, falling from the sky like a shooting star and crashing heavily onto the ravaged ground.

It directly blasted out a huge crater tens of meters deep.

"Old man Shan, you have no martial ethics..."

As Yueming trembled, she stretched out her right hand and pointed at the figure in the sky. With the slamming of Yamamoto's spiritual pressure, her vision went black and she fainted.

Looking at the figure lying on the ground, Yamamoto's old face showed a hint of helplessness.

He looked at the charred and cracked blade in his hand, which resembled flowing lava, and sighed deeply. His helplessness vanished, replaced by a sense of relief.

This wicked disciple...

…………

Because of the engraving of the return path pattern, Ruyueming did not respawn at the respawn point.

In the end, Yamamoto's punch wasn't too heavy; he was only unconscious for less than half a day before waking up on his own.

He remembered it clearly.

The old man in the mountain was finally carrying a charred black blade, which, if nothing unexpected happened, should be the Remnant Fire Katana, which had sealed all the flames within its blade.

In other words, in order to maintain his status as captain, the old man abandoned martial ethics and used his Bankai to ambush the young man.

"Swastika..."

Ru Yueming seemed lost in thought.

Seeing that Yamamoto wasn't in the First Division, he went to the tea room and grabbed two roasted sweet potatoes and a cup of afternoon tea, barely filling the emptiness in his heart.

After saying goodbye to Chojiro the Sparrow King, he left the barracks full of energy.

…………

Eleventh Division.

Loyalty Hall.

As the moon shone brightly, he sat in the head seat, vividly describing the great battle that had just taken place.

In the story, he transforms into an invincible demon god, beating Yamamoto so badly that he is left defenseless.

"Croak, as expected of our beloved Lord Chief!"

"Sweep away Yamamoto and dominate the Soul Society!"

"Lord Gongsi is invincible and unstoppable!"

"Your Majesty is both tall and strong!"

The crowd below cheered excitedly, as if they wanted to lift the roof off.

However, at that very moment, an untimely remark broke the atmosphere from the crowd:

"I heard that the captain lost?"

"He was beaten unconscious by the Captain-General, collapsed to the ground, and even vomited three bowls of blood!"

Upon hearing this, the Hall of Loyalty and Righteousness fell into a deathly silence.