Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The ground cracked open, and a howling hurricane rose from the ground, turning the battlefield into an apocalypse.

In the raging light, two figures flew backward, carving two deep furrows in the scorched sand.

Grimmjow stared excitedly at Bazz-Bee across from him, his smile both cruel and thrilled:

"Very good, very good!"

"You are now qualified to know my name!"

"Espada No. 7, Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez!"

Bazzby wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then grinned:

"You're pretty good too."

"Remember my name."

"The Sternritter, Bazzby!"

After introducing themselves, both sides unleashed an astonishing aura almost simultaneously.

The towering flames and dazzling spiritual pressure clashed against each other, creating an extremely grand scene.

The deep sky was dyed red and blue.

Without the slightest hesitation, the two simultaneously stomped on the ground, causing cracks to appear below them. As a result, two streams of light rushed towards each other, beginning their physical collision.

Blood Armor VS Steel Armor!

Without any fancy power surges, fist to fist, a terrifying shockwave erupts the moment the fists collide, skin cracks and blood splatters.

The two men had ferocious and terrifying expressions, like evil spirits.

Soon, both Bazzby and Grimmjow were covered in wounds.

Perhaps because they were so engrossed in enjoying the battle, neither of them noticed that their fighting styles were almost identical, as if they were made from the same mold.

The moon-gazing balance, bow stance, palm push, arm swing punch, wrist wrap punch!

Although it's a clash of blood and flesh, the style feels somewhat strange.

After several exchanges, Bazzby realized that in his current state, he was simply unable to defeat his opponent.

After a brief moment of thought, he was distracted and was sent flying by Grimmjow's charging punch, his burning figure leaving a scorched trail in the sky.

It slammed hard onto the sand, exploding into towering, silvery-white waves of sand.

Bazzby climbed out of the sandpit, shook his dazed head, and then put the thought out of his mind.

What's the point of thinking so much?

If we don't take them down, we'll keep getting beaten up by Senju every day!

Without further hesitation, Bazzby raised his right hand, and in the instant his power coalesced, a crimson pillar of light shot into the sky.

To Grimmjow's astonishment, the pillar of light formed a dazzling Quincy Cross at the edge of his vision.

The moment the sound of shattering rang out, a brand new figure imbued with immense power emerged from it.

"This is the final form of the Quincy."

Bazz-Bee, with a Quincy pentagram above his head and club-like wings floating behind him, confidently looked at Grimmjow:

"Its name is, the Quincy Perfect Holy Body!"

"Little kitten, kneel down and sing 'Conquer' for this great master!"

Grimmjow's lips twitched upon hearing that familiar line, and he roared in fury:

"You bastard, don't underestimate me!"

"Is someone else the only one who can transform?"

"His Majesty is not the kind of person who shows favoritism!"

"Squeak, Leopard King!"

The surging spiritual pressure erupted like a tidal wave, rushing in all directions. Bazzby instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sand and dust.

When the materialized light faded, a completely new Grimmjow appeared before him.

A lean, streamlined physique, waist-length, deep blue hair, and a wildness that reveals an undeniable savagery.

Grimmjow extended his right hand, his five fingers unfurling sky-blue light patterns, and said with absolute confidence:

"Come on, let's begin the second round!"

…………

Standing opposite Szayelaporro was a very short figure.

Compared to the slender Szayelaporro, the other man wasn't even as tall as his waist.

But with the example of the battle between Bazzby and Grimmjow in the distance, Szayelaporro will not underestimate anyone.

Who knows what kind of monster their extraordinary king will conjure up?

"Gu..."

Penida made a sound that seemed unintelligible, but it didn't seem to mean any harm.

Szayelaporro frowned in confusion.

Without the extensive experience of raising animals like Yueming, he couldn't understand what Penida was saying at all.

Seemingly realizing this, a large number of spiritual particles gathered in the air, forming one character after another.

Szayelaporro narrowed his eyes and read out each word carefully:

“Hello, I am Penida Pakaja, I smell a familiar scent.”

Do you know Hashirama Senju?

After he finished reading, he looked down and saw a pair of light bulb-like eyes shining with a light called kindness on the white cloak.

Szayelaporro's lips twitched.

If nothing unexpected happens, this so-called familiar scent should be the result of his research on Akira Kisaragi's spiritual pressure.

Does he have a dog's nose?

You can smell that?

Your Majesty, where did you dig up these monsters from?

To prevent Ruyueming's identity from being exposed, Szayelaporro shook his head and denied it:

"do not know."

"Since you have invaded Hueco Mundo, you must pay the price."

He adjusted his bone-glasses on his nose, appearing quite elegant compared to the other Ten Blades madmen.

Penida manipulates spirit particles to change the font:

"Hashirama's orders are to capture you alive and bring you back to the Empire."

"I will try my best not to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Szayelaporro saw Penida's white cloak part, revealing a pale right hand.

The next moment, immense power erupted from the surrounding spiritual particles.

It was as if an invisible hand had suddenly grasped Szayelaporro, and the tyrannical and unreasonable force twisted his limbs and body.

boom! !

A golden-pink spiritual pressure beam shot into the sky, instantly shattering the surrounding binding forces.

Szayelaporro conjured a spiritual pressure shield around his body, a hint of wariness flashing deep in his eyes.

An attack that came out of nowhere made him realize the immense power contained within that small body.

It was only because he reacted in time that he was able to react; otherwise, that attack would have broken his limbs and temporarily rendered him unable to fight.

Did you manage to dodge it?

The font of Lingzi has changed.

Penida seemed somewhat surprised.

The brief exchange made him realize that taking down his opponent was not an easy task.

A large number of spiritual particles converged, forming a huge pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

A circular annihilation cross appears at the top of the pillar of light.

As the cracking sound rang out, countless cracks appeared on the pillar of light, followed by bursts of dazzling spiritual light, like raindrops.

Penida, with wings of light on her back, floated out, her bulbous eyes fixed on Szayelaporro's figure.

"Give it your all."

Szayelaporro let out a helpless sigh:

"I'm just a harmless researcher."

"This kind of forced combat is a bit too frightening."

Despite saying that, Szayelaporro obediently drew his Zanpakuto and licked the blade like a pervert.

"Revive, Cangxie King."

…………

The war began the moment the Hollows and Quincy forces clashed.

Unlike wars in the real world.

Any one of these could destroy a city; it's just a matter of how efficient they are.

In terms of individual strength, even a Quincy rank-and-file soldier is inferior to a Hollow.

However, in the realm of war, unless an individual's strength reaches a qualitative leap, it cannot influence the course of the battle.

Moreover, the Wandenreich also possesses holy weapons and genius Quincy like Gatis.

Three or five Quincy gathered, launched a battle formation, and directly surrounded a Hollow.