Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Whose general is this? !

Shiba Isshin's eyes were bloodshot, his shihaka outfit was tattered, revealing a body covered in wounds, and blood stained his tattered haori, making him look extremely disheveled.

But his aura was exceptionally high, and his fighting spirit reached its peak.

"Crescent Moon Chong!"

Seeing the hideous face so close to him, Isshin didn't hesitate at all and launched a close-range crescent sword strike. The violent attack, like a flash, poured into the body of the Hellish Hollow.

"Gu..."

The body of the Hellish Hollow suddenly stiffened, and crimson cracks began to appear on its pure white shell.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Yixin swung the sword fiercely at Yan Yue, plunging it directly into Yan Yue's body. The intense heat erupted from within, wantonly ravaging Yan Yue's internal organs.

"ended."

Looking at the burning blade piercing his body, feeling the intense pain radiating from his nerves, and witnessing his own spiritual pressure steadily waning, the Hellish Great Men felt no fear whatsoever.

Instead, it grinned, revealing a sinister smile:

"Gu..."

Unintelligible sounds emanated from the gaping maw with its exposed teeth, as if trying to express something.

The next moment, dazzling light burst forth from the cracks in its pure white shell, accompanied by a continuous cracking sound.

Yixin's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively prepared to escape using the Instant Step technique.

But he was a step too slow. The terrifying explosion engulfed him instantly, and blazing white flames shot into the sky.

A violent hurricane swept across the land, cracking the ground and spewing forth solid flames that were as hot as the sun.

…………

When Zhibo finally regained consciousness, he was greeted by a beautiful and gentle face, filled with worry.

Seeing that Yixin had awakened, the girl breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's okay."

"That was really dangerous."

With the crisis averted, the girl opened up and briefly explained why she was there, while also asking for Shiba Isshin's name.

"My name is Shiba Isshin, captain of the 10th Division of the Gotei 13 in Soul Society."

Yixin patted his chest, which was wrapped in bandages, and was somewhat impressed by the girl's superb treatment skills.

"By the way, you haven't introduced yourself yet."

The girl's lips curled into a bright, sunny smile, and she solemnly said:

"My name is--"

"Kurosaki Masaki!"

Chapter 313 Martial Arts Club

early morning.

Inside a detached courtyard at the Shinigami Academy.

Urged on by Chojiro, Yamamoto combed his long beard and wiped the sweat from his shiny forehead caused by the fire.

Finally, he changed into the haori that Ruyueming had given him. After many years of development and continuous upgrades, Ruyueming's sewing skills had reached their pinnacle.

The haori of today are much more exquisite than before.

"Let's go, Chojiro."

Yamamoto gave a shout and left the courtyard with Chojiro Sasakibe.

Since retiring, he has moved into the Shinigami Academy and serves as an honorary teacher there, giving public lectures from time to time.

It's also a way to find some fun in my leisure time.

To be fair, he quite likes this kind of life, being a teacher while also enjoying a very relaxed and comfortable lifestyle.

The only thing that's a little disappointing is—

Over the years, I haven't encountered another disciple as talented as my wicked student.

It's truly a pity.

The two arrived at a spacious venue, where the audience was already filled with elite Shinigami, Quincy, and Hueco Mundo Arrancar from various divisions.

Seeing different races sitting together harmoniously, looking on with anticipation, Yamamoto felt a sense of disorientation.

It's as if everything before my eyes is nothing but a dream.

The order he had protected for a thousand years was shattered by the wicked disciple he had raised, who ultimately transformed it into something he had never imagined.

However, given the current situation, after seeing it many times, it doesn't seem unacceptable.

"Hey, teacher, you've arrived."

Sensing Yamamoto's spiritual pressure, Akira came to the door to greet him.

Seeing the young man who hadn't changed much, Yamamoto's gaze became somewhat dazed. Perhaps the best thing he had ever done in his life was taking this kid as his disciple.

After regaining their senses, the master and apprentice exchanged a few meaningless words before Yamamoto was seated in the VIP section of the high platform.

As time went by, the others gradually took their places.

Amidst the expectant gazes of the crowd, Kisuke Urahara stepped to the center of the hall, focusing his Kido (demon arts) at his throat. Instantly, a loud yet gentle sound resonated throughout the entire hall:

"Everyone!"

"The first martial arts tournament, personally organized by His Majesty the Emperor of the Wandenreich, the current King of Hueco Mundo, and leader of the Zero Division, Lord Asuka Mei, is now—"

"Officially begin!"

Kisuke Urahara looked up at the high platform and saw Akira Kisaragi sitting imposingly. Akira nodded to him and immediately raised his right hand, indicating:

"Please welcome the first group of contestants!"

"Sixth Division Captain Kaname Tosen, Ninth Division Vice-Captain Kensei Muguruma!"

As soon as the words were spoken, two figures flashed and instantly appeared in the center of the arena.

Looking at the white-haired man opposite him, Tosen Kaname smiled kindly and said in a humble manner:

"Kensemble, I won't go easy on you just because we're colleagues."

"After all, this is one of the few opportunities to show one's face in front of Lady Kisaragi."

Kensei, sporting a protagonist-like face, clashed his fists together, producing a dull thud, and grinned:

"Don't worry, I'm very strong now!"

"It won't waste too much of your time!"

After the trash talk ended, the two prepared for battle as the demonic barrier and defensive battle formation rose.

Without any hesitation, the moment Kisuke Urahara announced the start of the match, two violent beams of spiritual pressure shot straight into the sky, accompanied by howling and surging winds.

Bankai, Iron Fist Severing the Wind!

"Bankai, Kiyomushi Final Style: Enma Cricket!"

The game started with a bombshell; no one held back and immediately revealed their trump cards.

After so many years of getting along, even if we can't say we know each other inside and out, we do understand each other quite well.

Testing someone is simply a waste of energy.

Instead of racking your brains to devise a strategy to defeat the enemy, it's better to go all out from the start and try to take down the opponent in the shortest amount of time.

The moment Kensei was enveloped by Tosen's spiritual pressure, he lost his five senses, but he did not panic. Instead, he stood calmly in place, leaving everything to his instincts.

He once sought advice from Akira Kisaragi on how to break Tosen Kaname's Bankai when spiritual pressure was equal.

The answer is instinct.

From then on, Kensei began to observe Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting process and occasionally followed Akira Kisaragi to learn from him.

Someone is pleased to see the improvement of the combat effectiveness standards of measurement units.

He immediately taught Kensei all the little tricks he knew.

Therefore, it is effective.

When Tosen made the first move, the blade light burst forth from the dark purple spiritual pressure, slashing straight at Kensei's joints, but what followed was not the sound of flesh tearing apart.

when!

Looking at the metal tracks pressed against his blade, Tosen was somewhat surprised.

He thought Kensei was just saying it for show, but he didn't expect things to actually be different from before.

An ordinary captain-level Grim Reaper wouldn't be able to sense his strike.

After a brief stalemate, Kensei launched a counterattack, his right fist slamming out like a hammer, creating a deafening sonic boom that shook the entire venue.

The violent air currents clashed between the two, expanding in all directions.

Chaotic flashes of light erupted across the arena, reflecting the resolute and determined faces of the participants, while a tearing sound filled the air.

Kensei surrendered everything to instinct, his fists moving like the wind, even suppressing Tosen's offensive at one point and putting himself in the upper hand.

As the saying goes, a brute can defeat a master.

The scene right now is a perfect illustration of this statement.

Unfortunately, this unit of measurement is not up to the standard of a brute. Not to mention a certain captain, it is still far behind even Kenpachi Zaraki.

After a few minutes of fierce fighting, Tosen discovered the man's exposed buttocks amidst the flashing blades.

With a backhand slam, he unleashed a Flying Dragon Strike Thunder Cannon, a beam of azure light slicing through the arena.

Kensei sensed the impending danger and instinctively threw a straight punch.

However, his attack only eliminated a small portion of the beam of light, and the remaining light engulfed him.