In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Like thunder across the night sky.

"boom--!!!"

The spiritual pressure and will contained in the sword's edge were extremely sharp. Even Shifengyuan Chihiro would never risk taking this blow that had reached the pinnacle in a certain sense, and he disappeared from Fujimiya Makoto's front in an instant.

The sword pressure roared like a flood, following the gap that Shifengyuan Qianri avoided, and swept towards the stone wall behind him continuously.

A dazzling and shining sword like a silk thread pierced through everything behind him. No matter whether it was rubble, pillars, walls, or roads, they could not block this blow that could easily cut through Yachukas's steel-skinned body. Supported by the extremely explosive spiritual pressure, it turned into a column of light that swept the sky and the earth, turning everything within dozens of meters in front of him into blankness.

Only a piece of charred land with a wisp of gunpowder smoke still remained.

During this brief gap, Fujimiya Makoto discovered that every inch of muscle in his body seemed to be in extreme pain, his eyeballs were in pain, and his chest was bulging because of his long breaths.

Too fast! Too heavy!

Is this the true strength of the future 'first generation captain'?

In the countless collisions just now, he could almost clearly feel that every inch of his bones was being hit by countless heavy hammers, and his muscles seemed to be crushed.

Even his legs were stuck in the ground after countless fights.

I can't pull it out.

But even so, it can only be a defensive counterattack.

Yes.

There is absolutely no room for retaliation.

However, the opposite is...

[Bottleneck Stage of the Killing Technique: Stage 3]

[Fighting to the death, breaking through the bottleneck of beheading skills↑]

[Slashing Technique: Level 10↑]

【Instant Step: Eighth Level↑】

The continuous warning sounds just now made it impossible for him to tell how many times they had collided, and he was too lazy to pay attention to how many dirty words Xiao Podao said.

He only knew that when he stopped, the levels on the panel had already been upgraded to a higher level.

Sure enough, only a life-and-death crisis can make people mature faster?

"happy!"

He opened his mouth and blood flowed out.

His eyes were scarlet.

The only reason I've been able to hold on until now is due to the strong willpower brought by the [Wall of Sighs].

Shiba Yoshihisa and Kuriyashiki Ryoma standing next to them were staring at the scene in amazement. It seemed that both of them were frightened by the extremely shocking scene and were speechless for a while.

The battle between Shinigami is essentially a battle of spiritual pressure.

However, today they witnessed with their own eyes someone breaking this absolute theorem with a sword in his hand.

Apparently, they were not the only ones who were shocked.

"Kuriyashiki Ryoma, right?"

The frivolous look that Shifengyuan Chihiro had given him at the beginning was completely gone. His expression became more and more passionate. "You are the first person who can fight me to this extent with this body!"

"Such a strong will—"

"I approve of you!"

"Ryoma!"

As he spoke, he stuck his Zanpakutō into the ground, slammed his left fist into his right palm, and a serious expression gradually appeared on his face.

"Next, let me defeat you with all my strength!"

As he spoke, a ray of condensed spiritual light appeared on the runes on Shifengyuan Chihiro's arms, transforming into dark purple hand armor that looked like an insect shell.

Heaven-given Weaponry: Thunder King Fist.

"Be careful."

The gauntlets of Chihiro Shihoin collided with each other, making crisp metallic sounds. He performed the Shihoin style boxing stance and for the first time in his life, treated a "weakling" with such a serious attitude.

“—You’ll die.”

Chapter 39 Don't Blame Me for Being Mean

Almost at the moment the sound fell.

The ground beneath Shifengyuan Chihiro's feet suddenly erupted with a wild trail of flying dust. The shockwaves that spread outwards in the void behind him created layers of white shockwaves.

However, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

Faster!

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly realized this in his heart.

The next moment, he immediately squeezed out the remaining spiritual pressure in his body and slashed forward with all his strength.

"Type 1—"

But before his blade fell, the gauntlet on Shifengyuan Chihiro's arm appeared within one meter of him as if by teleportation.

"Boom!"

The blade collided with the gauntlet.

In an instant, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly felt a hardness in his hand that was even harder than Yachukas's steel skin.

The spiritual pressure and will combined, and the broken steel that was condensed to the current limit seemed to be shattering.

Immediately afterwards, a strong sense of impact came almost simultaneously between the wrists, arms, chest and abdomen. It seemed as if all the internal organs were about to explode under this heavy punch. The spirit body, which had already been oppressed to the limit, actually had the illusion of being on the verge of collapse.

"boom--"

The impact spread and the ground shattered.

Fujimiya Makoto's feet, which were stuck in the ground, flew up under this huge force, and even the earth, stones and bricks that blocked the impact were shattered, just like dandelions blown away by a child in one breath, suddenly exploding into a large number of irregular small fragments.

The brief collision left a white circular diffusion mark in the air.

The thin figure smashed countless walls in a row, tumbling in the air as fragile as a stick, and finally crashed into the ground in the distance.

It blocked it, but it didn't block it at all.

Faster and heavier than before!

Is this the God-given weapon?

Fujimiya Makoto's will remained firm, even stronger than the last second.

Even though the pain all over his body was like a thorn in his flesh that he couldn't get rid of, he only felt that his brain seemed to be clearer than the last second.

Less than half a second after landing, he suddenly turned over and crawled out of the pit as if he had predicted the coming attack.

"Bang bang bang-"

As expected, three consecutive heavy punches landed in the pit.

If his reaction had been a second slower, he would probably have ended up with his head and body separated.

Before Fujimiya Makoto could think of any delaying strategies, a slender figure suddenly rushed out from the smoke and dust, with an extremely excited smile on his face.

Whether it was the toenails or the hand armor, the joints of the armor were emitting red flames like thunder, pushing Shifengyuan Chihiro forward at a speed beyond the limit of nerve reaction.

Chihiro Shihoin's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and his sharp high whip kick swept a fiery arc in the air, followed by a series of extremely fast hand armor strikes. The rumbling sound of the air exploding became one and another. Fujimiya Makoto could clearly feel the almost atomized air under intense pressure sweeping across his face, bringing waves of tingling pain.

However, Fujimiya Makoto's bloodshot eyes remained cold. As his body dodged at high speed, the sword in his hand also slid quickly, creating a series of fierce sparks in the air.

Shihouin Chihiro's voice became more and more excited:

"Come on! Ryoma!"

"Let me see your full strength teeth!"

Fujimiya Makoto was not moved at all, and his physical strength was being consumed more and more intensely. He could clearly judge that his body would soon reach its physiological limit.

The sound of the small broken knife in my ear is still noisy.

But, I don't know how.

Although he was in such an urgent situation, his heart became more and more peaceful.

【Flash Step +10】

[Oh my~ Master Fujimiya, how can you do a defensive counterattack like this? ]

【Flash Step +10】

[Little Blackie! Little Blackie with his silly movements is also pretty good! Hurry up and take him back and turn him into a big, untouchable one! !]

Until the moment I heard these two prompts.

Fujimiya Makoto's heart suddenly moved.

Captured the key point in this brief sound.

Not effeminate.

But...defensive counterattack and silly Fu Fu's actions.

Yes.

Fujimiya Makoto's gaze suddenly swept towards the armor on Shihouin Chihiro's limbs. As he looked at the flames shooting in the opposite direction, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This is it!

Unconsciously, Fujimiya Makoto's hands gripping the hilt of the sword relaxed slightly.

At the same time, Shifengyuan Chihiro's punches became faster and heavier.

But for some reason, the more he fought like this, the more awkward he felt, as if every punch was hitting cotton. He had a twisted feeling of having so much power but didn't know where to put it. The Thunder King Fist armor that he was used to seemed to be tearing at his body desperately.

Until his eyes suddenly caught sight of Fujimiya Makoto's blade.

At the moment of throwing a punch, his blade was clearly blocking in front of his gauntlet, but at the moment of actually exerting force, the shallow blow deflected along with his own force like a swimming fish, causing Fujimiya Makoto's entire body to begin to twist.

No matter it was a straight punch, a jab, or a kick, almost all the moves failed to actually hit him, but instead continued to consume Shifengyuan Chihiro's own energy.

This guy......

It was as if he could see through all my actions.

As soon as this sudden thought arose, it suddenly stimulated Shifengyuan Chihiro's self-esteem, and the intense impulse made him speed up more and more.

Until a certain moment,

The reverse flame flow at the rear end of the armor expanded to its peak.

Finally, it became so fast that even he himself could hardly reverse it.

At that moment, a bright light suddenly flashed in the eyes of Fujimiya Makoto, who was constantly retreating and dodging.

"boom--!!!"

A cloud of violent smoke and dust exploded from the ruins behind Fujimiya Makoto.

He remained in a sideways position, smiling.

In Fujimiya Makoto's completely grayish-white "uninjured circle", Shihouin Chihiro's face still maintained that look of astonishment, and her body leaned forward slightly due to the violent inertia.

Empty.

Immediately afterwards, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly moved.

His counterattack seemed to have been prepared for a long time. From his seemingly broken and bleeding body, a stream of spiritual flames suddenly erupted, which frightened even Chihiro Shifengyuan. It seemed that it would burn his entire spiritual body to ashes. His shattered death suit and long hair danced in the wind pressure, merging with the flames.

Fujimiya Makoto's hand holding Asauchi was still so gentle, but the ultra-high density of spirit particles densely covering the surface of the blade was so condensed that it almost reached the point of being substantial.

The battle between Shinigami is essentially a battle of spiritual pressure.

His spiritual pressure is naturally very weak compared to Chihiro Shihōin.