Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

Taking advantage of the momentum, Tosen began launching Bakudos from different angles, making the venue resemble a fireworks display, dazzling and spectacular.

Kensei, who could only fight on instinct, was tricked into using all his special moves by this shameless fighting style, but gained nothing.

Finally, his spiritual pressure was exhausted, and Tosen Kaname ended the battle with a single punch when he got close.

"Captain Tosen, you did a great job!"

"Beat those six chariot warriors until they kneel on the ground, and brutally humiliate them!"

"Hurry up and move on to the next round, I can't wait!"

Kisuke Urahara glanced at Kensei, who was lying unconscious on the ground, with some pity, and shook his head.

This unlucky kid, he was already very strong after Ruyue Ming's special training, but unfortunately he encountered an opponent who countered him right from the start.

The title of "unit of measurement" will probably stay with you for life.

"Next one."

"Seventh Division Captain Komamura Sajin versus Eleventh Division Captain Zaraki Kenpachi!"

"Please invite both players to enter the arena."

As soon as the words were spoken, two burly figures appeared on the field, their violent aura spreading out instantly, causing the audience on the stage to gasp for breath.

But what followed was a frenzied outcry.

Under the influence of a certain person's bad influence, the art style of the Three Realms gradually spiraled out of control.

Faced with this battle between the strong, the weak not only showed no fear, but were instead overjoyed and excited.

Some people even took out binoculars, trying to observe the details of the battle more closely.

Komamura Sajin stared intently at the ferocious man opposite him, instinctively tightening his grip on the Zanpakuto at his waist.

To be honest, when he learned that his opponent was Kenpachi Zaraki, he almost chose to give up the match.

In the end, it was through sheer willpower that he made it to the venue.

In his mind, Kenpachi Zaraki was an absolute madman and demon, a being who perfectly inherited Akira Kisaragi's fighting style.

Or rather, the two are essentially the same kind of people.

A few years ago, he gained the approval of Ruyueming and was promoted directly from a seat officer to a captain.

In addition, due to their frequent private sparring sessions, Komamura Sajin had virtually no confidence.

However, now that I'm on the field, I will never give up easily, and I will never disappoint the person who values ​​me.

Komamura Sajin glanced at the high platform.

Ru Yueming nodded slightly to him. Upon seeing this, his confidence soared, his fighting spirit surged, and even his spiritual pressure increased considerably.

"It seems you're ready."

Kenpachi Zaraki raised his serrated sword, pointing it straight ahead, a demonic grin spreading across his face.

"Let's fight to our hearts' content."

Komamura Sajin nodded solemnly, drew his Heavenly Punishment, gripped it tightly with both hands, his body hair stood on end, and his blood-red maw opened wide, unleashing its power:

"Swastika!"

"Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King Ming!"

An immense spiritual pressure surged forth from Komamura Sajin's center, piling up in layers.

Skeleton, flesh, skin, armor.

This is the Bankai technique that Lord Kisaragi taught him, and she gave it a nice name.

Susanoo.

Feeling the powerful energy emanating from the Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King, Komamura Sajin regained some of his confidence.

This time, we will definitely fight them to the end!

"That's more fun!"

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned wildly, raised his serrated sword high, and charged forward in one step.

"Let's fight to our hearts' content!"

The huge difference in size is like a meteor hitting the earth, creating a great sense of contrast.

The moment the two blades collided, visible shockwaves spread out in concentric circles from the center of the venue, and a storm followed.

A deafening roar followed, and billowing smoke and dust filled the air.

Feeling the power emanating from the blade, Kenpachi Zaraki's smile grew increasingly manic. He suddenly raised his serrated sword and swung it forward like a madman.

The continuous flashes of blade light formed a dazzling curtain of light, instantly covering the field of vision.

Komamura Sajin raised his sword to meet the attack, and the terrifying blade, tens of meters long, stirred up a storm, managing to catch up with Kenpachi Zaraki's attack at close range.

Countless sparks flew and the deafening roar brought the atmosphere to its peak.

On the high platform, cheers erupted as the moon shone brightly:

"Well done, Master Koma, attack his bottom lane!"

Yamamoto looked over with displeasure; this kid was going crazy again.

As a spectator, to presume to remind the contestants shows a complete disregard for the rules he himself set.

Seemingly encouraged by Akira Kisaragi, Komamura Sajin unleashed his spiritual pressure, creating a series of surging storms. As his power surged, he actually managed to send Kenpachi Zaraki flying.

The towering figure crashed to the ground like a meteorite, creating a huge crater.

The demon rose from the dust, a ferocious smile appearing on its malevolent face, and a golden pillar of spiritual pressure shot into the sky:

"Devour it, Yeshai!"

A surge of spiritual pressure surrounded Kenpachi Zaraki, condensing into a giant skull that roared and howled at the black-armored warrior.

Under the glow, the serrated longsword transformed into a massive blade, which Kenpachi Zaraki carried on his shoulder like a door panel.

"Hahahahaha!"

With a burst of maniacal laughter, Kenpachi Zaraki swung his sword and charged at Komamura Sajin once again.

This attack was even more terrifying than the previous one. Just looking at the figure being swept up by the torrent of spiritual pressure gave one a strong sense of suffocation.

This time, Komamura Sajin was no longer able to withstand Kenpachi Zaraki's offensive.

Despite having a huge advantage in size, he was still beaten back by his opponent and had no chance to fight back.

With his Shikai against Bankai, Kenpachi Zaraki's fighting power is quite formidable, even by the standards of the Three Realms.

Only a handful of people can rival him.

What's even more terrifying is that this guy mastered Bankai a long time ago, after being brutally beaten by Ruyueming.

However, I do have some trump cards up my sleeve!

The black-armored warrior's eyes blazed with red light, golden flames ignited within them, and spiritual pressure surged forth in a mighty torrent.

"Broken armor and ropes!"

With a deep, thunderous roar, the black-armored warrior's armor shattered and scattered across the ravaged ground.

Thanks to the collaborative efforts of a research team led by Akira Kisaragi, with Kisuke Urahara, Mayuri Kurotsuchi, and Szayelaporro as assistants, the Broken Armor Rope Garment, which had significant side effects, was optimized.

Komamura Sajin can now use this extended Bankai technique with complete peace of mind, and afterwards he will only have to lie in bed for a few days.

It's just a minor injury, nothing to worry about!

In this battle, we will never retreat!

The fierce-looking Mingwang stared intently at the figure in the sky, white steam rising from between his gleaming teeth. He raised his massive cleaver and brought it down fiercely.

Wherever it passed, a rumbling sound could not be heard.

The two menacing blades collided violently in mid-air, and a visible white shockwave instantly exploded, spreading out in concentric circles.

Kenpachi Zaraki was overjoyed at that moment.

He hadn't encountered such a formidable opponent in a long time. Others were either no match for him or he couldn't defeat them, so they couldn't experience any joy in the fight.

"Hahaha, Komamura!"

"Zaraki!"

The two fought like madmen in the arena, their ferocious battle, combined with the deafening shouts of the audience outside, pushed the atmosphere of the martial arts tournament to its climax!

On the other side of the platform, Aizen elegantly adjusted his glasses and asked the excited boy beside him:

Can you tell who has the advantage?

The young man turned his head, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, and pondered for a moment before saying:

"It must be Mr. Zaraki."

Aizen nodded slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and continued:

"When it's your turn to go on stage, you'd better do your best."

"Ichigo..."

Chapter 314 Fateful Showdown

"is teacher!"

Upon hearing Aizen's words, Ichigo immediately straightened his back.

Unlike the Shinigami, Quincy, and Hollows present, he was born into a family composed of Shinigami and Quincy.

Although he had a happy family and a blissful childhood, he had few companions and grew up alone.

Although his parents' love made up for some of his regrets, Ichigo still longed for the attention of others.

Until he encountered the man before him in Soul Society.

Gentle and humble, wise and elegant, kind and polite...