Bleach: The Strongest Kenpachi Starting from Signing In

A murderous intent was spreading...

Chapter 59 Who is the mantis, and who is the oriole?

“Abnormal spiritual particle flow fluctuations were detected at point 3604 in the west and 6273 in the north.”

Researchers surveyed the nearly collapsed mountainside, capturing the hidden remnants.

"The presence of Hueco Mundo spiritual particles confirms that the Black-Gi-Sapotas Hueco Mundo Group originated from Hueco Mundo."

"The remaining spiritual pressure at the scene belonged to Captain Hirako Shinji, the Hollow Group, the assassins from the rebel forces, and the Spirit Arts Academy's first generation of life, like the bright moon."

"Didn't that student named Aizen Sousuke make a move?"

"They were probably startled by the sudden appearance of the assassins and Hollows, and didn't react in time."

"This crisis has far exceeded the students' capacity to withstand it. It is already a great miracle that the two did not die on the spot."

"We can't expect everyone in the Academy of Spiritual Arts to be a genius."

Similar exchanges rang out among the crowd as they shared their views and discoveries, attempting to reconstruct the events that unfolded on the scene and uncover the truth behind the appearance of the Hollows in Soul Society.

However, just as they were getting closer to the truth...

A sudden change occurred!

The air rippled, and concentric circles of waves spread outwards.

Several completely shrouded black figures appeared nearby, along with a massive demonic barrier.

With lightning speed, it formed a huge semicircle, covering everyone within it.

"who?!"

The researchers snapped out of their reverie and exclaimed in surprise.

The Shinigami responsible for protecting them also immediately went into battle mode, drawing their Zanpakuto, pointing the tips diagonally, and releasing their spiritual pressure.

"Kill them all."

The hoarse voice was clearly disguised, making it impossible to discern its characteristics.

At a command, the shadowy figures unleashed overwhelming spiritual pressure, beginning a one-sided massacre.

The Grim Reapers who appear here are at least at the level of a lower-ranking Seat Officer, and the stronger ones even possess the spiritual pressure of a higher-ranking Seat Officer.

With their strength, dealing with a group of Death Gods who were merely elite soldiers and lower-ranking officers would be no problem at all.

Soon, the battlefield descended into new chaos.

Someone attempted to break through the barrier with a destructive technique and release the information from here into the Seireitei.

But after several attempts, he looked desperate and gave up on this futile endeavor.

The appearance of this group was premeditated.

They had already compared the strength gap between the two sides and ruled out all unexpected factors.

We had absolutely no chance of winning; all we could do was offer our necks for slaughter.

The members of the 12th and 2nd Divisions were completely plunged into despair, their faces filled with unconcealed fear.

They gripped their Zanpakuto tightly, huddled together back to back, trying to ease the tension and fear in their hearts.

The shadowy figures didn't give them much time to hesitate; with swift movements, several more members of the Second Division fell.

As the Grim Reaper protecting researchers investigating the scene, they have done their duty.

The shadowy villains strictly adhered to the principle that talking too much would lead to their demise, and apart from the initial order given by their leader, they did not utter a single extra word throughout the entire process.

An aura of slaughter permeated the air.

The nasal cavity was filled with the smell of blood, and bright red filled my eyes.

The exploding Crimson Cannon unleashed its intense heat, igniting and burning everything around it, turning everything in sight to ashes!

The leader of the shadows calmly observed the scene before him, determined to completely erase all traces left behind, as instructed by that superior.

Everything was going very smoothly, until—

A hazy, distorted yet familiar light appeared in my sight.

The leader of the shadowy figures' pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively cried out in alarm, "There's someone behind us..."

Before the words were finished, dazzling flashes of sword light erupted on the battlefield, followed by even more vibrant and beautiful flowers.

No one knew what that light was better than him.

Number Twenty-Six Binding Path, Curved Light.

Just now, under the cover of the curved light, they were able to successfully approach the scene and catch these Grim Reapers off guard.

The difference is that when they were about to take action, they could no longer maintain the concealing effect of the curved light.

On the other hand, the figure that suddenly appeared on the battlefield, even while maintaining the curved light, had already unleashed astonishing combat power.

Even using only the most basic swordsmanship techniques, he could still kill people as easily as slaughtering chickens.

With a swift stroke of the knife, all chance of survival is lost.

With such strength, he would at least be a high-ranking official, or even stronger.

"Strangulation!"

Realizing the disparity in strength between themselves and the enemy, the leader of the shadows reacted quickly, issuing new orders before the third member perished.

The shadowy figures snapped out of their daze at his roar and immediately changed formation, bursting into action to surround the figure shrouded in the curved light from different directions.

Their spiritual pressures intertwined and mixed, making the air thick and heavy.

"No matter who you are."

The leader of the shadowy figures' voice was like gravel being vigorously rubbed on sandpaper, giving people a sense of physical discomfort.

"There is only one fate for those who appear here."

"That is, death!"

With a roar and a howl, the shadowy figures launched attacks from different angles toward the figure at the center of the formation.

next moment.

A splash of blood rose into the air.

A look of disbelief and astonishment appeared on his face through the Prajna mask, while the excruciating pain in his chest was frantically eroding his sanity.

How can it be? !

On his deathbed, he saw the true face hidden beneath the curved light.

His brown pupils held a calm, still depth, as if nothing before him could move him in the slightest.

He tried to warn his companions, but his throat was already filled with bubbly blood, and he couldn't make a sound.

"Unleash the raging winds, Kamaitachi!"

Seeing that the strangulation formation was ineffective, the leader of the shadowy figures immediately released his Zanpakuto, and a dazzling white light burst forth from the blade.

When the light faded, the original standard blade transformed into a sharp scythe with a curved handle.

Without any hesitation, he swung his scythe forward, and in an instant, a gale howled, carrying a piercing sound as it swept towards the figure.

The wind whipped up by the Kamaitachi is composed of countless tiny blades of light; once caught in it, a person will be torn into pieces!

The blurry figure remained unmoved by the oncoming gale; only in the instant before it reached the enemy did it slightly raise its left hand and extend its index finger:

"Hado No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon".

The moment the words fell, the leader of the shadowy figures' pupils shrank sharply, and the howling wind defense came to an abrupt halt, replaced by blinding lightning that tore everything apart.

A dazzling burst of golden light erupted in an instant, and twisted, ferocious arcs of electricity shot into the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield and reflecting the utterly astonished faces on everyone's faces!

next moment.

The lightning condensed into an unparalleled pillar of light, which devoured everything in sight with unstoppable momentum!

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Chapter 60 The big exam is approaching, what will you choose?

A massive bolt of lightning struck, engulfing everything in its path.

Hurricane, Kamaitachi, black figure...

Before it could even scream, it was extinguished, leaving behind a charred corpse, unrecognizable, lying quietly in the crater blasted by lightning.

Upon seeing this, the shadowy figures stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.

The leader was already the strongest among them, but he was instantly killed by the opponent's single, broken incantation-breaking technique.

This disparity in strength is enough to make anyone present despair!

Without much hesitation, when everyone realized what was happening, they immediately prepared to flee the battlefield.

But they were still a step too slow.

Eliminate the most threatening person in the most dramatic way, after all eyes are on yourself.

The figure hidden in the curved light flipped the Zanpakuto in its hand downwards, the tip pointing to the ground, and shimmering light rippled across the blade.

In an instant, everyone froze, and the air seemed to stand still, as if a pause button had been pressed.

"Break it into pieces, Jing Hua Shui Yue."

The calm and serene voice echoed across the empty battlefield, causing the flames burning at the edges to stagnate and their swaying to gradually diminish.

In the silence, a crisp, broken sound rang out.

next moment.

The moment the confusion and bewilderment in everyone's eyes disappeared, he instinctively drew his Zanpakuto and attacked the dark figure beside him.