Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

"Not only is Chojiro not by your side, but even your haori is old."

Yamamoto paused for a moment, then a smile crept onto his face:

"Retirement means having your own life."

"Isn't Chojiro quite fond of the culture of the West Shore Bureau? So I simply gave him a long vacation and let him travel to London."

"He wrote back a while ago and sent a lot of gifts along with it."

"Don't worry, he's doing well over there and will be back in a while."

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto took another deep breath.

He felt his blood pressure was about to spike and he could no longer control it.

They are the same person, but their lives are worlds apart, not even in the same league.

Before Yamamoto could finish speaking, he reached out and patted the haori draped over his body, grinning as he said:

"As for this feather robe, it was a gift from that boy to this old man."

"He learned sewing from Senju Maru."

At this point, Yamamoto's face showed a look of disgust:

"That kid has no talent in this area. The haori he makes is ugly and rough, and it doesn't match my temperament at all."

"Let the people from the Sewing Department do it next time."

Parallel Yamamoto: "?"

Old man, let's fight to the death!

Today, I am determined to replace you!

…………

Kyoraku Shunsui stood on the rooftop, feeling the intense heat in the air, and watched two old men fighting in the street, feeling quite emotional.

"I never expected that even though my junior brother has already inherited the throne, he can still make those two old men break down and attack each other because of him."

"I am no match for that skill."

After muttering to himself, he put his hand to his mouth, making a megaphone shape, and shouted loudly at the two of them:

"Old man Shan, you can't kill anyone like this."

"Hurry up and bring back the energy you had when you beat me up earlier."

"Don't be stingy with the burning of cities, the scorching heat of hell, the turning of heaven and earth to ashes!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two old men glared angrily in the direction of the sound, and their heavy, scorching spiritual pressure transformed into rolling heat waves that swept towards the roof.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kyoraku Shunsui immediately shouted "Take cover!" and disappeared from the spot in a flash.

One Yamamoto is terrifying enough, but two Yamamotos are practically the end of the world, or even more frightening.

Failed to catch this wicked disciple, a hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of both Yamamotos.

But soon, they turned their gazes to each other again, flames burning in their eyes as if they wanted to incinerate everything in the world.

I haven't encountered such a formidable opponent in a long time.

Looking across the Three Realms, those who are either too strong to defeat or lack any real power are simply too far apart in strength, making any fights unsatisfying.

Now that we've finally encountered a worthy opponent, we certainly can't let this opportunity slip away easily.

Fortunately, although the two were a bit reckless, they were still able to distinguish the priorities of the matter.

Two fiery figures fought as they moved toward Rukongai, trying to avoid the other Shinigami.

They quickly rushed to the deserted area of ​​Rukongai, where terrifying flames shot into the sky, burning everything around them to ashes.

First team.

As the moonlight rests on the embrace of the chrysanthemums, one can feel the magnanimity of the person behind them, a quality rarely seen in the world.

Just then, a report from a member of the Death Squad suddenly rang out from outside the door:

"Captain-Commander, Lord Yamamoto is fighting with another Lord Yamamoto."

"Based on the clues provided by the onlookers, it seems that the reason for the argument between the two is because of you."

"Would you like to...?"

Hearing Death's explanation outside the door, Ru Yueming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly sprang up from his pillow:

"How could I be absent from such a grand occasion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person disappeared from the room, leaving behind Matsumoto Rangiku, who looked resentful and puffed out her cheeks like a pea shooter.

"It was such a long time before it was my turn..."

Before she could finish speaking, someone reappeared, grabbed Rangiku's hand without a word, and disappeared from the room again amidst Rangiku's surprised and delighted expression.

…………

"One bone!"

Yamamoto was enraged, his body engulfed in raging flames, radiating a terrifyingly high temperature that was suffocating.

Considering that the two of them were still in the Soul Society, they did not use their Bankai, and even their Shikai was only used briefly.

It's fine to have a little fun, but you must not be like that foolish disciple who completely disregards the safety of others.

The two fists collided, producing a metallic clang.

The flames were squeezed by the violent force, rolling to both sides and forming spectacular fire waves that instantly engulfed the forest and burned it to ashes.

Yamamoto had a great time, and Parallel Yamamoto was also very happy.

However, as he fought, he sensed something was amiss.

How come this old guy in front of me doesn't seem to be losing his strength? He's been fighting for so long and still looks full of energy.

After a moment's thought, Yamamoto discovered the key point, and a look of realization appeared on his face.

Compared to himself, Yamamoto often gets so angry at Akira that his blood pressure spikes, and the way the master and apprentice communicate is not as boring as Kyoraku's.

They often get into fights, sometimes even ripping each other's clothes off or slashing each other with knives.

Under intense combat training, Yamamoto's strength has been steadily improving, and even his stamina and endurance have become much stronger than before.

If the two were switched, back in Karakura Town, they would probably have torn off at least one of Aizen's arms.

"Old man, you dare to lose focus while fighting me?!"

Yamamoto's eyes lit up, he stepped back and then burst into a lunge, striking out with both fists.

Double bones!

Yamamoto's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously unleashed his spiritual pressure, blasting out in the same manner.

However, at that moment, a familiar figure appeared between the two, extending both hands simultaneously.

By the time the two old men realized there was an extra person, it was too late to stop.

boom! ! !

The old men were stunned. They unleashed a powerful attack, almost simultaneously striking someone's arm, but the person showed no signs of injury.

Ru Yueming looked at the two people in front of her with deep emotion:

"How did it come to this, teachers?"

“I already know your intentions. There’s no need to make a big fuss over me. I know my charm is unparalleled, but you don’t have to turn against each other because of it.”

"Seeing you fight for me, I suddenly feel a deep pang of heartache."

"Alas, I am truly guilty..."

Yamamoto and his ilk: "?"

That day, a blazing tornado turned the sky of Rukongai crimson, and amidst the howling wind, one could faintly hear shameful wails...

Chapter 312 Isshin, Treated Kindly by the World

Hueco Mundo, an unknown region.

Desolation and vitality intertwine, emerald green and pale white intertwine, and under the crescent moon, several figures walk through this eerie place.

Because of the merging of Hell and the Three Realms, many unknown areas have emerged in Hueco Mundo, Soul Society, and the Human World.

They often blend with existing boundaries, mixing their respective characteristics together to form a unique structure like zebra stripes.

But these are secondary.

Most importantly, the phosphorus gas unique to hell combined with the spiritual particles of the three realms, causing the world cycle to develop rapidly and creating many special existences.

For example, the Hollow that detaches from the body.

They broke free from their own constraints, and their strength increased dramatically; they even became more intelligent.

However, this improvement does not come without a price.

The fusion of phosphorus will amplify the negative emotions of the Void, thus giving rise to an extremely tyrannical monster that will frantically slaughter any living thing in its sight.

For example, some souls in Rukongai possess the potential to become Shinigami (death gods).

Under the influence of phosphorus, their personalities will be affected, and their own strength will also change, resulting in a state similar to that of a Void.

The same applies to those Fullbringers in the present world.

In addition, there are some traitors wandering in these unknown territories.

As the dead, they harbor unspeakable hatred for the living and will instinctively torture and kill all living things.

Therefore, the Shinigami, Arrancar, and Quincy have joined forces to patrol the three realms and eliminate these potential threats.

The figures under the crescent moon were a hunting squad led by Isshin Shiba, captain of the 10th Division, and composed of Shinigami, Quincy, and Arrancar.

They are currently tracking a Vastod that has fused with phosphorus.

Because the opponent was too strong, even Shiba Isshin, who had undergone special training with Genryu, dared not be careless in the slightest.