Death: Captain Millennium

Before anyone else could say anything, Kumen Igetetsu, with his mouth full of gold teeth, drew out his Zanpakutō and said, "You just watch here. Let me test the level of these juniors. Are they qualified?" Then he rushed out of the building.

Urahara and his companions, who were always on guard, saw a big bald man with a mouth full of gold teeth rushing out of the building with a ferocious expression. He attacked them without saying a word.

Kumen Jing Entetsu pounced towards Urahara and the others, his speed extremely fast and with a fierce momentum. Urahara immediately dodged to the side and drew his Zanpakutō to prepare for the attack.

Several others also drew their Zanpakuto. After all, they were all former captains of Soul Society, and each of them possessed formidable strength.

Kumenai Entetsu was the first captain of the 9th Division. The first person he targeted was Muguruma Kensei, because Kensei was the successor to the captain of the 9th Division, and he wanted to see how capable this junior was.

As soon as the two came into contact, Kenshi felt the other's powerful spiritual pressure. Kumen Jingyantetsu's swordsmanship was incredibly sharp, and he instantly chopped Kenshi away. Kenshi tumbled several times in the air before falling heavily to the ground.

"Boy, you are not good enough!" Jiumen Jingyantie sneered.

Kenshi spat as he climbed up from the ground, shaking his aching arms. "Where did this ferocious bald guy come from? His zanpakuto is so powerful!" He marveled inwardly; Kumen Jingyantetsu's strength exceeded his expectations. Kenshi's eyes narrowed, and he tightened his grip on his Zanpakutō.

"Don't underestimate me, baldy!"

He shouted loudly and rushed towards Jiumen Jingyantie again.

The two men engaged in a fierce duel of swordsmanship, with swords flashing and shadows intersecting, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart.

Jiumen Jingyantie showed a satisfied smile.

"Not bad, boy! But that's not enough!"

He accelerated his offensive, forcing Quanxi to retreat repeatedly.

"Bankai! Iron Fist Cuts the Wind."

Kenshi could no longer contain his anger and immediately used his Bankai, wanting to give this abominable bald guy a good beating. He angrily wondered: Why did this bald guy only target him when there were so many people present?

Kumeni Entetsu looked at Kensei's Bankai form and smiled a smile uglier than tears. He said provocatively, "That's right! Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll hit you too hard and accidentally kill you." With that, he gently stroked his Zanpakutō, and the blade instantly transformed into a short mace.

Urahara Kisuke and the others who were watching from the side were filled with horror. They had originally thought that the bald man was only using an ordinary long sword, but now they realized that the weapon in his hand was also a Zanpakutō, now transformed into a short mace, which was obviously the Shikai state of the Zanpakutō.

"Could this bald guy also be a god of death?" This question flashed through the minds of Kisuke Urahara and others at the same time.

After his Bankai, Kensei unleashed a powerful force and struck out fiercely, aiming for the short mace in Kumen Jingyantetsu's hand. However, the scene he expected did not appear, and his fierce fist wind did not even have the slightest effect on Kumen Jingyantetsu.

A flicker of disdain flashed across Jiumen Jingyantie's eyes, and he exerted force with both hands, easily deflecting Quanxi's fist blade. Then, he quickly twisted his wrist and, with lightning speed, struck Quanxi hard with his mace.

The blow was incredibly powerful, and Quanxi felt a sharp pain, his body shaking uncontrollably. He couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, and fell to his knees in pain, clutching the injured part with both hands, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"It's your turn next." Jiumen Jingyan Tie weighed the short mace in his hand and looked at the remaining people with excitement.

Urahara Kisuke's face changed drastically, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart. He rushed forward without hesitation, wanting to stop Kumen Jing Entetsu's attack, but found that he was too late.

Kumen Jing Entetsu dodged Urahara Kisuke's attack like a ghost. Then, he swung his short mace again, aiming at Fengqiao Loujuro next to him.

Before Fengqiao Loujuro could release his Zanpakutō, he was hit by the short mace, his body flew backwards, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Hirako Mako and the others were horrified when they saw this scene. They immediately released their Zanpakutō and took a defensive stance, preparing for the upcoming battle.

Kumen Jingyantetsu didn't stop attacking, and his eyes turned to Lisa and Kunan Bai. He swung his short mace quickly, and with two snaps, he knocked the two away.

At this time, Aikawa Luowu, who was standing by, saw Kunan Bai and Lisa being blown away, and he was furious. He picked up the huge cactus mace in his hand and smashed it hard at Kumen Jingyantie.

However, surprisingly, the small short mace actually blocked the attack of the giant mace, and the powerful recoil force made Aikawa Luowu feel numb in the palm of his hand.

"Yes, your strength is still good. I wonder how many more of my maces you can block." It was rare for Jiumen Jingyantie to compliment someone, but this sentence sounded full of sarcasm to others.

Aikawa Luowu roared angrily, his eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and he used all his strength to tightly grip the mace, trying to maintain a stalemate with Kumen Jing Entie.

The corners of Kumen Jingyantie's mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes. He suddenly exerted force and pushed Aikawa Luowu away. Aikawa Luowu stumbled back a few steps and finally managed to steady himself.

However, what followed was a series of powerful attacks. Kumen Jingyantetsu swung the short mace in his hand, slashing at the mace one after another.

Aikawa Luowu struggled to withstand round after round of attacks, but was eventually knocked away.

"You expressionless boy, it's your turn!" After saying this, Kumen Jing Entie swung his short mace and chopped it hard at Hirako Mako.

As the leader of the masked army, Mako Hirako does have some strength.

With his flexible steps and superb slashing skills, he took several heavy blows from Kumen Iyotetsu.

Not only that, he also took the opportunity to slash Jiumen Jingyantie's shoulder with a knife, making a cut, and blood gushed out instantly.

Kumen Jingyantetsu glanced at his still-bleeding shoulder, his smile growing even wider. "Not bad! Not bad! The fact that you could injure me proves you're quite capable. You haven't been hurt in ages. I guess I shouldn't have underestimated you, thinking you were just as weak as those guys sprawled on the ground! I hope you can hit me a few more times!"

Hirako Mako's eyes turned cold, like two sharp swords, staring straight at Kumen Jing Entetsu in front of him. He gripped the knife in his hand tightly, and the blade flashed with a frightening cold light.

He flashed forward like a ghost, swiftly dashing forward to engage in another fierce clash with Kumen Jingyantetsu. The two exchanged blows, swords and maces clashing, the sharp and piercing clashes ringing out. Each encounter was a dazzling display of strength and skill.

Kumen Igetetsu swung his short mace with a powerful, powerful blow. Hirako Mako dodged the blow with remarkable agility. Then, without hesitation, he launched a counterattack, thrusting the blade straight at Kumen Igetetsu's vitals with lightning speed.

Kumenai Entetsu reacted quickly and jumped back, but despite this, his clothes were still cut by Hirako Mako's blade.

"Excellent! You're making me more and more excited!" Kumen Jingyantie licked his lips and smiled a ferocious smile. His eyes revealed a kind of crazy pleasure, and it seemed that his enthusiasm for fighting was getting higher and higher.

He increased the speed of his attacks, the short mace in his hand falling like a torrential rain, each blow carrying a sharp sound of wind and heavy force. Hirako Makoto tried his best, constantly displaying various exquisite moves to resist, but Kumen Jingyantetsu's strength was indeed very strong, and gradually, Hirako Makoto began to fall into a disadvantage.

"You too, get down!" Kumen Jingyantetsu roared, his figure flashing like a ghost. He suddenly increased the strength in his hand and slammed his mace down hard on Hirako Mako's sword. This blow was like a thunderbolt, with unparalleled power and might.

Hirako Mako felt a surge of immense power, instantly spreading throughout his body. His arms went numb, as if he had lost consciousness. Like a kite with its string cut, he was chopped off and sent flying, blade and all.

Flying in mid-air, Hirako Mako tried hard to adjust his posture, but he had no time to react. At this moment, Kumen Jingyantetsu rushed to his face like lightning and hit him hard with his mace.

Hirako Mako was badly injured, blood gushing from his mouth, and he fell heavily to the ground. A large crater was smashed into the ground, and dust flew everywhere, creating a mess.