Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"By the way, stay away from those idiots, or we'll get splattered with blood!"

Rotten wood mansion.

Upon hearing the intelligence from their subordinates, the expressions of Kuchiki Ginrei and his son became somewhat subtle.

Beside them was a handsome young man who bore a resemblance to Cang Chun.

"Father, this matter..."

Just as Kuchiki Sojun was about to express his opinion, he was interrupted by Kuchiki Ginrei, who looked at the young man beside him and gestured:

"Byakuya, what do you think?"

Kuchiki Byakuya frowned and pondered:

“I don’t know much about politics. My grandfather and father didn’t expose me to these things.”

"However, one thing I am very clear about is that Captain Kisaragi has done a great favor for the Kuchiki family."

"As exemplars of nobility, we naturally cannot forget our gratitude."

"I would rather break the laws of Soul Society and the decrees set by all the members of the 46 than lay a hand on my benefactor."

Upon hearing this, Kuchiki Ginrei and Kuchiki Sojun exchanged a glance, both seeing the smile in each other's eyes, and nodded in unison.

"As it should be."

The Shiba family in Rukongai.

As the acting head of the family, Shiba Isshin looked at the information transmitted by the 46th Chamber and immediately felt like he'd been screwed.

Have these guys finally gone mad?

Strip Ruyueming of her captaincy?!

Don't you know he's already a member of Squad Zero?

Thinking about the chain reaction that might be triggered if the Shiba family got involved, Shiba Isshin suddenly felt a chill.

Can't be bothered.

As long as he remains in power, the Shiba family will always be Captain Kisaragi's most loyal supporters and will never have any disloyal intentions.

"We must not side with those idiots on this matter."

Shiba Isshin made a decision immediately, and just as he was about to have his squad members convey his thoughts, he hesitated, then thought again:

"No, simply abstaining doesn't demonstrate the Shiba family's resolve."

"I need to go and tell Captain Kisaragi!"

After saying that, he turned and left the Shiba family home.

Gangya Daike.

The newly appointed head of the Tsunayoshiro family was angrily slapping a retainer who had come to report information.

Do you know how the previous head of the family died?

Do you know how the previous head of the family died?

"You actually dare to ask me about something like this? Aren't you afraid that Tsunayoshi will all die out because of this?!"

"Pass on my order: anyone who opposes Captain Kisaragi is to be expelled from the Tsunayo family immediately!"

"Idiot, get out!"

…………

Eleventh Division, training ground.

Hundreds of Shinigami are distributed in different locations, their spiritual pressures connected, forming a special battle formation.

The Quincy battle formation was personally modified by Aizen.

Everyone's expressions were serious, their powerful spiritual pressures clashing and surging, and countless eyes were fixed on the figure in the center.

The white-haired man, Kensei Rokusha, with his Bankai metal tracks wrapped around his body and a resolute expression, stood ready for battle.

Although he wasn't quite sure what exactly the method for becoming stronger that Akira Ruyue had mentioned was, Kensei Muguruma chose to trust him without reservation, considering his glorious achievements in training several captains.

As long as we can become stronger, we can redefine the standards for combat units.

No matter how much effort it takes, I'm willing to put in.

At Madarame Ikkaku's command, the Shinigami soldiers sprang into action.

The man at the very front of the battle formation launched the first attack, wielding a knife in both hands and letting out a deafening roar as he charged toward Rokusha Kensei.

Quanxi's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly slammed his right fist forward.

A visible blue gale rose from the ground, howling and growing, transforming in an instant into a hurricane tens of meters high, sweeping across the land in fury.

Despite being a unit of measurement for combat power in Soul Society, Kensei Muguruma seems very weak, even unable to withstand a single deliberate punch from Akira Kisaragi.

In reality, very few Shinigami below the rank of vice-captain can withstand a single normal attack from him.

In Bleach, the gap between the strong and the weak is greater than the gap between a human and a dog.

However, the overwhelming force that Kensei had anticipated did not materialize. The combined, powerful spiritual pressure solidified and blocked the hurricane, with the impacts canceling each other out.

The well-trained team members took this opportunity to spread out and stand with their hands raised high, as if they were gathering a spirit blast:

"Binding Technique #21: Crimson Smoke Escape!"

A large amount of red smoke spread out, instantly engulfing Kensei Rokkaku.

"Broken Path 4: White Thunder!"

The crackling, silvery-white arcs of electricity condensed in their palms and poured into the thick red fog without hesitation.

Seeing the piercing arc of electricity so close at hand, Kensei Muguruma immediately felt a bad premonition.

Almost subconsciously, he concentrated his spiritual pressure throughout his body, forming a solid shield.

next moment.

A blinding explosion shot into the sky, the deafening roar seemingly piercing eardrums. Crimson flames spewed forth, blasting cracks into the center of the training field.

Unable to dodge, Kensei Muguruma took the brunt of the crimson smoke and white lightning head-on. His spiritual pressure shield nearly shattered, and large areas of his body were charred black.

"Cough cough."

Kensei exhaled thick black smoke, staring at the Grim Reapers with a displeased expression.

"Your attack is over."

"It's my turn next!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he unleashed a powerful spiritual pressure, stomped the ground, and charged into the battle formation like a tiger among sheep.

When Kensei realized that close combat was the best solution, even the strongest battle formation could not withstand a berserk unit of combat power.

With each punch, several figures were blasted into the deep pit, immediately losing consciousness.

Soon, the battle formation began to crumble and was on the verge of collapse.

Watching Kensei Muguruma dominate the training field, Ikkaku Madarame grinned, revealing a maniacal smile.

"Yo, Kensei."

"Don't let your guard down, because—"

"The commander is about to enter!"

He suddenly drew his Zanpakuto, crimson spiritual pressure swirling from his arm and swirling around the blade:

"Swastika!"

"Dragon Pattern Ghost Lantern Pill!"

A burst of crimson light erupted, and a massive blade was strapped to Madarame Ikkaku's back. He gripped even more exaggerated blades with both hands, his entire posture reaching the extreme of absurdity.

The most eye-catching feature is the crimson dragon pattern on the huge blade on its back.

Under the guidance of Nimaiya Oetsu and the modifications made by Kurotsuchi Mayuri, the Ryumon Hozuki Maru has now been greatly improved in terms of quality.

Even to unleash their full potential, they no longer need to engage in prolonged battles.

Bankai is the strongest!

Without any hesitation, Madarame Ikkaku leaped into the air, a devilish smile on his face, and like a falling meteor, he swooped down and exploded towards Mukkari Kensei!

boom! !

A deafening explosion spread outwards, its aftershocks creating a cloud of dust that shot into the sky.

Kensei Muguruma felt as if he had been hit by a mountain, his bones groaning under the strain, and his body felt as if it were being pulled apart by countless hands from all directions.

The next moment, he turned into a rolling gourd and flew backward, crashing hard into the ghostly barrier outside the training ground with a loud bang.

Amidst the billowing dust, Ikkaku Madarame emerged with a sinister grin, staring intently at Kensei, and explained:

No one's power can increase out of thin air.

"The captain once said that if you want to become strong, you must learn to fight without stopping."

"This is based on his own experience!"

"So, let's fight!"

Quanxi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his expression slightly resentful.

I thought Gin Ichimaru was an isolated case in the 11th Division, and that my defeat to him was understandable. But I never expected that everyone in the 11th Division was a monster.

Realizing the opponent's strength, he dared not be arrogant any longer and immediately released all his spiritual pressure.

A chaotic wind swirled around his fists, and with a expectant gaze fixed on a corner of his eyes, he unleashed a furious blast!

The aftershocks raged, destroying the battle formation.

When their full spiritual pressure is unleashed, their battle becomes something that ordinary members cannot participate in.

Two figures were locked in fierce combat on the training field, as if they were mortal enemies, relentlessly ravaging each other's bodies.

Even if he is seriously injured, he doesn't care.

Perhaps he was influenced by Ikkaku Madarame's emotions, or perhaps his long-standing failures ignited his passion.