The Fourth Division, the Twelfth Division, and the logistics departments of Hueco Mundo and the Empire were extremely busy stabilizing the injuries of the defeated and restoring the victors to their former state.

Thanks to the support of superb medical skills and cutting-edge technology, no serious situations arose until the finals.

Everything is under control.

Besides the battle between Komamura Sajin and Zaraki Kenpachi, Matsumoto Rangiku, the third seat of the First Division, also contributed a spectacular fight.

Her battle with Heribel nearly shattered the demonic barrier surrounding the arena.

Spiritual pressure surged and dissipated through the rifts, covering the entire arena, causing the audience to gasp for breath and truly experience the power of a top-tier expert from the Three Realms.

However, having transformed into bloodthirsty spectators, they showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, they were all extremely excited, shouting things like "it was worth the ticket price."

In the end, Halibel came out on top.

Through the newly developed secondary Hogyoku technology, she mastered the advanced skills of transforming into the Hogyoku Espada. With the advantages of super-fast regeneration and steel-skin defense, she completely defeated Matsumoto Rangiku.

"His Majesty doesn't belong to you alone."

Heribel wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and asserted her dominance over Matsumoto Rangiku.

In addition, another group of contestants caught Ruyueming's attention.

Sixth Division Vice-Captain Byakuya Kuchiki and Tenth Division Vice-Captain Toshiro Hitsugaya.

Two rising stars from Soul Society have distinguished themselves in this martial arts tournament, displaying strength that is disproportionate to their positions.

They thoroughly crushed and humiliated the veterans.

Of course, these two also received special training from Ruyue Ming.

If Aizen focused solely on teaching Ichigo, then he had countless students; every character whose name you could recall or who left an impression on you had been taught by him to some extent.

Everyone remembered this kindness, and Ru Yueming's status in the Three Realms continued to rise.

However, he himself was completely unaware of this, spending his days happily slacking off and occasionally putting pressure on Kisuke Urahara.

She's incredibly popular.

As the martial arts tournament progressed, the atmosphere in the venue continued to rise.

Until the final match arrived.

Kisuke Urahara entered, his booming voice echoing throughout the venue:

"Please welcome the contestants to the stage—"

"Non-staff member, Ichigo Shiba!"

"Captain of the Eleventh Division, Kenpachi Zaraki!"

As soon as the words were spoken, two figures appeared in the center of the venue. Their imposing aura suddenly surged outwards, and invisible air currents rolled to both sides, creating a strong wind that whipped up clothes and made them flutter loudly.

On the high platform, Ruyueming suddenly moved closer to Aizen and grinned:

"In a way, Kenjiro can be considered my disciple."

"Do you think he can beat Ichigo?"

Aizen glanced at him out of the corner of his eye and calmly analyzed:

"You should know Ichigo's strength better than I do."

"Don't say such thoughtless things again."

However, to Aizen's surprise, Asuka's smile did not diminish; instead, it seemed to have gained even more confidence.

"Make a bet."

"Ichigo can't win!"

Aizen frowned, suspecting that this guy was up to something behind his back again.

Out of experience and caution, he did not make a bet with Ruyueming.

This guy frequently pulls off miracles; who knows if he'll mess things up this time?

Looking at the two figures facing off in the hall, Aizen's confidence suddenly waned for some reason.

This ultimate hybrid, a fusion of five bloodlines, could even put up a fight against Yamamoto. Given more time to develop, it will undoubtedly become a Spirit King-level being in the future.

Where does this guy get his confidence from?!

Kenpachi Zaraki has fully recovered from his injuries and, looking at Ichigo opposite him, revealed a ferocious and insane smile.

Ichigo looked at the other person with a serious expression, instinctively gathering his spiritual pressure.

Unlike the previous contestants, this guy exudes a strong sense of danger.

As Kenpachi Zaraki raised his serrated sword, his voice echoed throughout the entire venue:

"Say it, Ichigo."

"Come and fight!"

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Gold and black clashed, and a surging spiritual pressure surged through the venue, pressing against the Kido barrier and causing it to groan under its unbearable weight.

As the two strongest contestants, they are virtually unmatched even across the entire Three Realms.

If the others can be considered first-rate, then the two in the final are undoubtedly top-tier.

For example, a certain car can hardly withstand even a single basic attack from them.

Kisuke Urahara, who was in charge of hosting the martial arts tournament, immediately gathered the members of the Kido sect to reinforce the Kido barrier, and even sought help from Haschward.

The mild-mannered Haschward would naturally not refuse a request from a former colleague.

After reinforcing the platform several times, Kisuke Urahara glanced at Aizen on the high platform and only felt relieved after seeing the other nod at him.

The moment their spiritual pressure reached its peak, the battle was about to begin.

Ichigo launched the first sword pressure test, the crescent-shaped black sword pressure sweeping through the air and lashing the ground, leaving deep furrows and dust flying everywhere.

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned maliciously, raised his sword with his backhand, and pointed it forward.

A burst of golden light erupted, and with a slash, it struck!

A dazzling golden sword pressure spanned the massive arena, appearing directly in front of the crescent-shaped sword pressure, halting its destructive momentum.

With a deafening roar, countless spiritual particles surged forth, transforming into a storm that left behind horrific ravines on the ground.

Seeing this, Ichigo's expression became somewhat serious.

Aside from Kisaragi and Aizen, Captain Zaraki of the 11th Division is the strongest opponent he has ever faced, bar none.

"Why did you stop?"

Kenpachi Zaraki revealed a vicious smile, "If you don't continue your attack, then it'll be my turn!"

A dazzling golden spiritual pressure condensed on the serrated longsword, and the burly figure charged straight forward.

In a mere instant, Kenpachi Zaraki closed the distance between the two.

Seeing the brutal blade slashing towards him, Ichigo's pupils contracted. He had no time to dodge and could only raise the spirit longbow in his hand to defend himself.

The blades clashed and collided, the impact spreading in all directions.

A fierce spiritual pressure erupted, sweeping through the air and creating a spectacular sight.

Unlike Ichigo's fighting style, Kenpachi Zaraki takes madness to the extreme, even if it injures himself, he will still cut his opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the two moved swiftly and agilely, darting through the venue like streaks of light, leaving behind afterimages everywhere.

They were like mortal enemies, their blades flashing as they slashed at each other's vital points, showing no mercy whatsoever.

A dazzling display of light erupted, like a fireworks extravaganza, with aftershocks that could shake the earth.

The clanging of metal on metal transformed into a stirring symphony, bringing the atmosphere of this battle to its peak!

Ichigo's spiritual pressure was rising continuously, as if there was no limit.

As the pressure from Kenpachi Zaraki continued to increase, he no longer intended to hold back.

The curved blade cleaved downwards, pressing against the serrated longsword.

Through the crisscrossing blades, the two locked eyes.

One was calm and collected, the other was ruthless and insane, creating a stark contrast.

Then, release it close to your face—

Crescent moon clashes in the sky!

Like a burst of moonlight, a violent surge of compressed black spiritual pressure erupted, accompanied by a deafening explosion, directly engulfing Kenpachi Zaraki in front of it.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of flesh tearing apart rang out, and blood spurted out.

A burly figure crashed heavily into the ghostly barrier amidst the torrent's impact, producing a dull thud.

"Hahaha, this is more like a proper fight!"

Kenpachi Zaraki stood tall and imposing, his golden spiritual pressure burning like flames, distorting the surrounding air.

"Devour it, Yeshai!"

With a flash of light, the serrated longsword transformed into a giant blade, slashing violently at Ichigo with overwhelming force.

The air groaned in agony, the airflow parting along the blade as if it had been severed.

Ichigo sensed the approaching danger, and tree-branch-like, azure lines appeared on his skin, outlining intricate marks.

Blood Stasis Armor.

His emotions were extremely calm. He raised the longbow, which was as sharp as a blade, and gathered spiritual pressure before slashing!

Sacred Crescent Moon Sky Slash!

A terrifying aura erupted at this moment, and the ground cracked open with hideous fissures under the impact of the two people's spiritual pressure. The demonic barrier began to tremble.

The moment their attacks collided, the entire audience witnessed a dazzling display of light unlike anything they had ever seen before.

A scorching impact burst forth from the gap between their bodies, and both were engulfed by the pure, almost terrifying spiritual pressure.

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