Invincible in the world, starting with the ghost curse

"Good! That's a great move!"

Madarame showed a happy smile. The Ryuho in front of him was powerful, but not to the point where he could kill him instantly. It was enough for him to enjoy a satisfying battle!

He pressed the cover on the end of the knife handle with his fingers, took out the hemostatic medicine and rubbed it on his chest, and soon the blood stopped flowing.

Kurosaki Ichigo's eyes widened.

"Why are you still carrying medicine with you? That's despicable!"

"What's mean? This is called wisdom! Do you understand wisdom?"

Veins bulged on Madarame Ikkaku's forehead, he held the stick horizontally in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

"Stretch it, Kitomaru!"

The wooden stick instantly grew longer, and the blade on the top became sharper. The sharp cold light was wrapped in extremely violent spiritual pressure, which made Ichigo Kurosaki frown slightly.

Ichigo clenched Zangetsu in his hand, gathered spiritual energy on his feet, and instantly exploded! He turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards Madarame!

boom!

The violent battle started again. This time Ichigo chose to attack with all his strength. The huge Zangetsu made Ikkaku breathless. After seizing an opportunity, the Kizunaru in his hand instantly stretched and broke, turning into a nunchaku!

The tip of the stick contained enormous power and rushed towards Ichigo Kurosaki at a tricky angle.

"You didn't expect it, this is a three-section staff!"

But Ichigo looked calm. After being tortured by Kamiya Seiichi for so long, he could withstand any tricky angle. He raised his left foot instantly and kicked the attacking Kizumaru away in a stunning manner!

boom!

Hook your ankle again and step down!

Boom!

Dengfenglu Blade! In an instant, Guidengwan was pressed firmly on the spiderweb-like shattered ground.

"Fuck, it's still possible!"

Before he could finish his cry of surprise, a flash of white sword came at him, and Madarame's eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

Bang!

The body fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Ichigo scratched his head and sighed, but still took out half of his hemostatic medicine to help him stop the bleeding, and then stuffed the rest into his arms.

The spiritual pressure that shook the four directions gradually dissipated, and people looked in that direction in surprise, curious about why the outcome was decided so quickly.

"The third seat of the eleventh team should have won, right?"

"Of course, the 11th Division is the strongest."

"Will win!"

Only those who are familiar with Madarame Ikkaku's spiritual pressure know that the gradually dissipating spiritual pressure belongs to him!

Ayasegawa Yumichika, who was chasing Shiba Ganju, changed his expression and stopped paying attention to Shiba Ganju. He quickly turned back, but Shiba Ganju hesitated for a few seconds and then decisively followed him!

Their story continues!

At the same time, Taitora Chad, who had separated from Ichigo, sensed Ichigo's spiritual pressure and was causing chaos in Soul Society. He killed gods and demons along the way, and blew up several walls in succession.

"Arrogant brat..."

Old man Yamamoto, who was sitting in the First Team Dojo, could clearly sense all the spiritual pressure fluctuations in the entire Soul Society. He snorted softly, expressing his surprise at the disturbance caused by the travel disaster in Soul Society and his dissatisfaction with the uneven abilities of the team members.

"We can't force everyone to be as powerful and righteous as you, Captain."

Seiichi Kamiya was comforting the old man from behind, fearing that he would pick up his cane and go out to beat Ichigo.

Yamamoto Shigekuni glanced at Kamiya Seiichi out of the corner of his eye. He slowly stood up, as if the sky was lifted up.

"Boy, pick up the knife. I'm going to test you."

Chojiro Suzuki:?

Kamiya Seiichi:?

Chief Suzuki Chojiro's expression changed. He became a little restless and spoke to Captain Yamamoto in panic.

"Captain, why is this?"

"You're still so impulsive after all these years. Sit still!"

Old man Yamamoto scolded him, and Chojiro Suzuki had no choice but to sit down helplessly, looking at Seiichi Kamiya with a helpless look, indicating that you should be prepared to be beaten.

"I am honored to receive the guidance of the captain!"

This is true.