Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

The powerful spiritual pressure compensated for the difference in their spiritual bodies, resulting in a stalemate between the two sides.

But Aizen knew very well that this was only temporary.

Lacking any lethal moves, he could not possibly be a match for Ruyueming now.

The only ones truly capable of fighting him head-on were the old men watching from the sidelines.

However, to master the power of etherealization, one must rely on Asuka Ming herself.

…………

The spiritual world.

When Ru Yueming regained consciousness, she was shocked to find herself back in the place where she had made her fortune, her former hometown—

Rukongai 76th Ward, Rebellious Bone.

Thick moisture filled the air, and endless dark clouds slowly settled downwards, creating an indescribable sense of oppression.

Not far away, the old shrine of the Rebellious Bone God stands on the open plain, a wisp of sultry wind swirling around the corner of the wall, as if searching for its source.

As the moon shone brightly, it walked towards the shrine. When the distance between them reached a certain limit, an ink-like shadow flowed out from the shrine and quickly spread to the end of the line of sight.

As the shadows gradually rose, they coalesced into a figure that looked exactly like Ru Yueming, under the gaze of onlookers.

Looking at the person standing in the ink, Ru Yueming felt a strange feeling.

It's like looking into a tainted mirror.

Whether it was the torn hem of their clothes or the dust remaining on their bodies, they were all exactly the same.

"Everyone else's are pure white."

Ru Yueming said with a look of disgust:

"How come it turned out to be pure black on me?"

"This is blatant discrimination!"

The other party did not intend to speak to him, but slowly drew a dark longsword from its sheath at his waist.

The heavy spiritual pressure locked in like the moonlight, and the shadows flowed freely, spreading and permeating further and further away, as if to dye the whole world black.

Seeing the other person's appearance, Ru Yueming seemed to realize something and asked in surprise:

"Is that you, Boundless?"

Upon hearing Ru Yueming call his name, Wujie paused for a moment, but quickly unleashed his unreserved killing intent.

A bone-chilling cold erupted from the shadows, creating ripples and waves.

As Akira recalled Aizen's instructions and his understanding of Hollowfication-related information.

Without a doubt, the shadowy humanoid figure in front of us is the illusory part.

If you defeat him, you will be able to master Hollowfication.

Just as Ru Yueming was pondering, Wujie flashed and his dark blade slashed straight at Ru Yueming's head.

Clang——

The friction of the silvery metal sparked, producing a sharp, explosive sound amidst the violent impact.

Asuka Akira, holding his Zanpakuto, grinned maliciously, staring through the blade at the figure before him, and suddenly asked:

"Boundless..."

What is the difference between a king and a mount?

I've been taking care of patients at the hospital lately, so updates have been less frequent. Please understand.

However, there's not much left to write; it's almost time to wrap things up.

Chapter 261 High-End Game

"instinct."

Upon hearing Wujie's reply, Ruyueming was stunned.

This was the first time he had heard his Zanpakuto speak, and it was concise and to the point, getting straight to the heart of the matter.

"I must admit, as my Zanpakuto, you possess a certain amount of intelligence."

Ru Yueming grinned: "But that's not the correct answer."

"It's actually very simple: the strong rule, and the losers obediently lie down and become mounts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed forward, appearing right in front of Wujie. He raised his blade high, like a cold flash of lightning, and slashed down without warning.

In the blink of an eye, Wujie raised his sword to meet the attack, and the blades flashed out as they crossed paths.

As Kisaragi Akira's Zanpakuto, he is no less skilled than his opponent in terms of combat techniques or instincts.

Furthermore, because of his profound understanding of Zanpakuto, Mukai is able to make good use of his abilities.

For example, spiritual pressure suppression!

The moment the blades clashed, Wujie unleashed his power to its limit, and countless chain-like patterns appeared out of thin air on Ruyueming's body.

At this moment, his spiritual pressure was extremely weak.

Just when Wujie thought he had succeeded, a fist the size of a casserole dish slammed out from the side, hitting him squarely in the cheek.

Friendship Breaking Fist!

The violent power poured in, tearing through their defenses with unstoppable force and instantly blasting Wujie away.

A shooting star streaked across the gloomy sky, crashing into the earth with a deafening roar.

Ru Yueming stood still, blew away the non-existent gunpowder smoke from his fist, and said with a smile:

"Obviously..."

"Whether in terms of strength or wisdom, I am far superior to you!"

"Lie down obediently and become the king's mount!"

A boundless burst of light appeared, streaking across the sky in ink, and pure black flames ignited on the chains, making them look particularly eerie.

It's like a burning stick figure.

This time, he decided not to talk to that person anymore.

Having learned this lesson, Wujie recalled certain qualities of Ruyueming.

This idiot is best at assimilating his enemies into brainless fools, and then using his vast experience to utterly crush them.

To avoid becoming like that guy, Wujie decided to stop saying a word from now on.

The blade slashed down, the sword pressure tore through the air, and everything in front of it crumbled like a bubble.

Ru Yueming smiled confidently: "The same trick won't work on me!"

He drew his sword and met the attack, unleashing the same sword strike.

At the moment of collision, streaks of light scattered, and countless arcs of light filled the world of shadow, presenting a dazzling brilliance.

The two men closed in on each other, resorting to the most brutal means instead of any skill.

A battle of strength against strength!

The intense aftershocks erupted between the two attacks, and a chaotic power surged within the blades. Shadows rolled like a tidal wave, soaring into the sky and connecting the world of the mind with the heavens and earth.

The thick clouds flowed like mercury, slowly propelling their massive bodies to form a huge vortex, like a single, indifferent eye watching the battle below.

Each person, with only their sword, focused intently on their task, pushing their respective strengths to the limit.

Because of his previous loss, Wujie was more wary of Ruyueming and was always on guard against Quan Gu's sneak attacks.

Despite repeated exchanges of blows, there was still no sign that Ru Yueming was using any kind of free-style attack.

However, in the instant Wujie lowered his guard, a fist came out of nowhere without warning and hit his head accurately once again.

Instantly, the shadow exploded, as if brain matter had splattered.

The next moment, Wujie's body sank into the shadows and rose again on the other side.

The shadow climbed up, restoring the blown-up head. The moment the eyes returned, a familiar Zanpakuto spun and flew right in front of it.

Before Wujie could react, someone's righteous laughter was already upon him.

"Hehehe, eat me—"

"Big Dipper Hundred-Crack Fist!"

Countless fist shadows fell, instantly engulfing Wujie's body.

Boundless, consumed by pain, had only one thought left in his mind.

Has this guy finally developed a brain?!

…………

After Aizen and the irrational Akira exchanged a single blow, Aizen used Shunpo to move aside to avoid a similar close-quarters battle again.

He can handle it once, but if he gets touched too often, he won't be able to take it.

This guy's thick skin can no longer be judged by ordinary standards.

Draw your sword and chop.

An invisible sword descended, and a dull, resounding impact echoed across Ru Yueming's body. Immediately afterward, he was sent flying backward, exploding into a white shockwave in the sky.

Yamamoto's eyes widened slightly, a look of surprise appearing on his aged face.

The strength of the younger generation in Soul Society has far exceeded his expectations.

Aizen's performance was superior to that of any captain except for himself and his prodigal son.

The future life is to be feared.

At the edge of the sky, a sinister smile, as bright as the moon, rapidly approached.

Shockingly, despite withstanding Aizen's attack, his muscular body remained completely unharmed.