Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Their fighting style was no better than Kenpachi Zaraki's.

Moon gazing is just an excuse.

This woman's true thought is definitely lusting after his body!

The thought of having to keep the appointment tonight made Ruyue Ming's gaze toward Gengmu more dangerous.

Since you've delivered this to my doorstep, don't blame me for being impolite.

Perhaps it was influenced by the atmosphere of the Eleventh Division, perhaps it was influenced by Yamamoto, or it might be related to Retsu Unohana.

He does indeed prefer this straightforward communication style now.

Under Zaraki's expectant gaze, Akira Kisaragi readily agreed.

The two arrived at the arena, which had been reinforced 369 times by Kisuke Urahara and Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

The round metal building, gleaming with silver light, is coated with pigments made primarily of killing stone, and is engraved with countless binding barriers.

Among them are binding barriers that Kisuke Urahara developed himself, specifically for offsetting the impact of aftershocks.

Its main features are sturdiness and durability.

The Eleventh Division members, who were resting and training, gathered around when they saw the two familiar figures appear in the fighting arena.

As true bloodthirsty spectators, they would never miss such a grand spectacle.

"Roar, another battle of the strong!"

"As expected of Lord Palace Attendant, you are indeed strong and powerful!"

"The captain insulted Gengmu! The captain is invincible!"

On the stage, Ru Yueming listened to the excited roars from all around and proudly raised her head.

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In terms of prestige within the Eleventh Division, I, the captain, am the most prestigious!

Ignoring the stares of others, Zaraki raised his Zanpakuto, revealing the same bloodthirsty smile, and his aura suddenly became ferocious.

It was like a hungry beast spotting its prey.

Let’s fight!

Golden spiritual pressure erupted suddenly, burning fiercely on his tall, thin body like a raging fire, unleashing impact and pressure outwards.

Even through the protective barrier of the Ghost Path, the onlookers were momentarily stunned, but their excitement quickly replaced their expressions.

Being able to witness a battle between the strongest is the greatest reward for the warriors who admire bravery.

The serrated longsword rose and then crashed down like a heavy hammer.

His attacks remained completely haphazard, relying entirely on instinct.

The continuous blade trails formed a dazzling curtain of light, covering the area like the moonlight while bursting forth with brilliant sparks, and the air emitted a mournful sound as if it could not bear the weight.

As the moonlight stood still, it resembled a majestic mountain.

Holding his Zanpakuto, he deflected the continuous barrage of blades without showing the slightest sign of strain.

Kenpachi Zaraki is indeed very talented, and after years of beatings, his strength is even greater than when he first joined the Eleventh Division.

Unfortunately, his opponent was also a cheater.

This means that his immense strength cannot be fully displayed.

The seemingly ferocious attack was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to make a ripple.

Kenpachi Zaraki's smile remained unchanged, even becoming more sinister.

The moment he raised the serrated longsword, he gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, his arms bulged with muscles, and his spiritual pressure burst forth, transforming into a torrent that surged down.

Dual-handed swordsmanship!

Action direction: Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto.

The moment it landed, an unparalleled shockwave swept across the entire arena, and a fierce wind swept across, creating a scene resembling the end of the world!

The dust exploded in a flash, the solid ground creaked with a chilling sound, and the surrounding demonic barrier rippled in visible circles.

Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the changes within the dust, unwilling to miss a single detail.

Just when everyone thought their captain had been hacked to pieces by Zaraki, the dust was blasted apart by a powerful spiritual pressure, and a certain muscular body reappeared on the fighting stage.

"Too slow, too slow!"

As Yueming raised his sword with one hand, he calmly withstood the full force of Gengmu's attack, and even gave instructions:

"The power is stronger than before, but what's the use if you can't hit your opponent?"

"With such a low level of instinct, it's like a ferocious beast, utterly useless in the face of a truly intelligent person."

Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting style was something he could easily do even when he became a Genryu disciple.

It can be said that the current Kenpachi Zaraki is actually a weakened version of Akira Kisaragi.

It was precisely because of this that Ruyue Mingfang was able to easily break through his attack patterns and launch a counterattack.

Defeating them would be effortless.

Yamamoto realized what was wrong with Akira Kisaragi and, through repeated violent beatings, shattered all the habits he had painstakingly cultivated, thus creating a new fighting method.

Of course, there are also drawbacks.

The most obvious thing is that Ruyueming's current fighting style is very similar to that of a certain white-bearded old man.

The problem lies with the old man in the mountain, not with him.

Yes, it is like that.

Ru Yueming grinned, thinking that it was time to unleash the pain he had suffered in the past on others.

Since we got caught in the rain back then, let's tear up everyone else's umbrellas too.

With a single swing of his sword, he sent Zaraki flying.

As the moon shone, his head swayed from side to side, producing a chilling creaking sound, his tone tinged with barely concealed pleasure, and a grotesque, exaggerated smile curved his lips.

"Come on, Genki."

"I will teach you how to become a proper king!"

"First, you need to understand the difference between a king and a mount!"

Looking at Ruyueming, whose demeanor had drastically changed, the muscles on Zangmu's face trembled, and his smile became more manic.

He couldn't understand what the captain was saying, but his intuition told him otherwise.

The upcoming battle is going to be awesome!

Asuka Akira took off her captain's haori, casually tore open the demonic barrier, and threw it down, immediately attracting a scramble from countless fanatics.

In the end, the older sister proved to be more skillful, using the gray cat's convenience to snatch the haori.

The battle on the stage continues.

Having been freed from one restriction, Ruyue Ming exuded an invincible aura.

With a casual gesture, a single slash was enough to smash Zaraki to pieces.

However, since he was fighting with the intention of teaching, even though Zaraki was covered in blood and looked like a dying demon, he was still able to maintain a powerful fighting stance.

To be fair, he truly is a monster who could defeat the original Kenpachi.

Although they are simple-minded and physically strong, the instincts that flow from their blood seem genuine.

It's like a sponge that absorbs water.

Even if their attack patterns are ruthlessly crushed by Ru Yueming, they can still rebuild even stronger instincts in a short period of time.

Very good, very energetic.

Ruyueming suddenly understood Yamamoto's mindset over the years.

Having a gifted disciple who can grasp concepts instantly and learn them quickly is a wonderful thing.

Although Gengmu has good talent, he is still somewhat inferior to me.

No wonder the old man sighed all day long; it was because he regretted that he could no longer encounter a genius with even greater talent than himself.

Very well, let me carry on the will of the Yuanliu!

With a single, powerful slash, he severed the serrated longsword in Zaraki's hand.

Before he could react, a fist came hurtling over and instantly filled his world.

boom! !

With a loud bang, Zaraki was sent flying backward, carving a deep furrow, and crashed into the Kido barrier, slowly sliding down, trailing thick blood.

Ru Yueming blew away non-existent dust from his fist, his eyes burning with fire as he surveyed the area around the fighting arena, and arrogantly declared:

"Today, I, the captain, will teach you all what real combat is."

"Everyone, let's attack together!"

Upon hearing this, the bloodthirsty spectators' faces lit up with excitement and fervor. Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately drew their swords and charged into the battlefield.

"Fighting is fun!"

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First Squad, Tea Room.

Yamamoto frowned as he looked at Retsu Unohana, who stood opposite him with a dignified demeanor, and his deep voice echoed in the room:

"Captain Unohana, are you really insisting on this?"

Unohana Retsu nodded slightly and explained softly:

"This is the only chance I'll ever have in my life. If I miss it, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto said nothing more and silently took out a key and placed it on the tea table.

Seeing that Unohana Retsu had taken the key without hesitation and turned to leave.

Yamamoto let out a helpless sigh.