In Soul Society, love and bond begin

However, if at all costs, the spirit and will are elevated to the extreme.

Then, he would be able to catch up with Shihouin Chihiro's speed and injure him in a very short moment.

Although... only for a very brief moment.

enough!

Fujimiya Makoto's body seemed to be burning, and tiny spirit particles kept floating up from his body like fireflies, but were locked tightly in this narrow range.

His figure suddenly rushed into the gap exposed by the opponent's empty punch.

A hint of astonishment flashed in Chihiro Shihōin's eyes, and he tried hard to move his gauntlet to block Fujimiya Makoto's attack.

But, not fast enough.

Within this one-meter range, their bodies were almost touching, and in Fujimiya Makoto's eyes, they were almost still.

Blood flowed from Fujimiya Makoto's bloodshot eyes, and his pupils turned completely red.

In the instant step and slashing technique that reached the pinnacle, his body, which had broken through the super-speed, almost melted into the blow along with the sword.

This was a powerful gift that he had been waiting for for a long time.

【Type 2: Ruoshui】

In Fujimiya Makoto's eyes, the name that suddenly appeared on the panel was reflected.

In the ultra-high-speed collision, two figures passed each other.

Both feet slipped, leaving a long trail of charred smoke and dust.

They faced each other with their backs facing each other, more than ten meters apart.

"Wow--"

Shihouin Chihiro stayed where he was.

A long diagonal cut was left on the clothes from the chest to the waist.

The belt around his waist also slipped off and fell to the ground.

However, he still stood there.

Beneath Chihiro Shihouin's clothes, a thin layer of insect-like shell-like padding was exposed - a long, deep mark was left on the surface of the armor.

His dark-skinned face held a complex expression. He turned to look at Fujimiya Makoto, who was already nearing his limit.

"Feel sorry."

"Don't blame me for being mean, Ryoma..."

However, when he turned around, he saw Fujimiya Makoto also quietly turning around and looking at him.

As soon as Fujimiya Makoto opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his body, but he still had a relieved smile on his face:

"...Don't be like that."

"The person who should say this is actually me."

Xiao Heipi was stunned when he heard that.

At this moment, even he had to admire Longma's indifference to life and death.

A faint respect arose in my heart.

Do your best...?

You did it.

However, the next second, Fujimiya Makoto's body became weak, and he slowly fell to the ground against the wall, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he said with difficulty:

"After all, I'm waiting for reinforcements."

"what are you waiting for?"

"...?!"

Shihouin Chihiro's eyes suddenly widened.

As if he had noticed something, he slowly and stiffly turned his neck.

"Click."

Thunder flashes.

In the pitch-black night, three figures were reflected.

Unohana Yachiryu, Saito Furobushi, and Kanohara Takeunsai stood at the three ends of the T-intersection, each holding a sword and looking at him with a quiet smile.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

You can hear the needle drop.

Chapter 40 Two Knives

Brother Qianri, have you won?

Listening to the noise outside gradually dying down, Shiba Night Ibis, who was lying in the hall, thought of the young man just now, and the expression on his face was obviously a little complicated.

He moved his fingers with difficulty and tried hard to stand up.

However, before he could move, he saw a shallow sword silently across his neck.

The mirror-like cold blade reflected the face of a little boy with weed-like hair.

"Don't move."

"Master Fujimiya instructed me to keep an eye on you."

"Fujimiya?"

Shiba Yei was stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously asked, "Isn't that man's last name Kuryashiki?"

The little dragon horse pursed its lips, with a very subtle expression.

"I am Kurayashiki Ryoma."

For a moment, Shiba Night Ibis's expression suddenly became very strange, as if it understood something.

However, before he could try to speak again, Kuryashiki Ryoma suddenly perked up, grabbed Shiba Yoshihisa's collar, and quickly retreated to the corner with him.

"boom--"

Less than half a second after he stepped back, he saw a black figure rushing in like a meteor, faster than when it rushed out of the lobby, and buried itself deeply in the wall and rubble.

Stirring up a cloud of dust.

Kuryashiki Ryoma and Shiba Yoshihisa were both stunned.

"Cough, cough cough..."

Shifengyuan Chihiro pushed away the huge rock in front of him with great difficulty and crawled out of the ruins.

At this time, his clothes were torn everywhere. The scarf that was originally hanging around his neck had fallen somewhere. His white hair was covered with dust. His body was covered with bloody marks left by his Zanpakuto. The blood soaked his clothes and twisted into large patches. There was blood at the corners of his mouth.

Even the nail on his left hand was broken into several pieces, with only the part at the elbow remaining on his arm.

"Kora——!"

"Please me more!"

However, before he could regroup, he saw a petite purple figure suddenly falling from the sky. The long sword in her hand drew a cold streak of light in the night sky, and then crashed into the ruins.

Shihouin Chihiro gritted his teeth and charged forward again. Just as his right gauntlet hit Saito's immortal blade, a long naginata silently slashed out from his side.

The immense force it carried was so great that even Shifengyuan Chihiro, who was wearing inner armor, could not resist it. The overwhelming force surged out, causing him to spit out blood. His body rolled over and crashed into the ground, creating a huge hole.

However, Chihiro Shihoin is worthy of the title of the fastest man in Soul Society.

Even when the naginata was falling at such a close distance, he was able to avoid the most fatal tip of the blade, and only the edge of the blade left a deep mark on the inner armor.

"damn it!"

However, even in this desperate situation, Shifengyuan Chihiro refused to give in and roared, "What kind of skill is three against one?!"

"If you have the ability, fight me one-on-one!"

"That's right!"

Saito Furuobushi stretched out his foot in disdain and kicked Shikatori Bakunsai's butt, leaving a noticeable mark on the pure white haori. He said in a dissatisfied voice, "That was my battle! Newbie!"

"Don't interfere."

"Eh!"

After being kicked, Shikatari Bayunsai glanced at her coldly. In the state of Shikai, he had completely lost his usual weakness. He casually swept Saito's little feet away and turned to stare in the direction of Shihouin Chihiro.

"Hey! I'm talking to you..."

Saito is still unyielding and refuses to give in.

However, before she could finish her words, she heard the sound of light footsteps approaching.

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

"is it?"

Just this simple sentence attracted the attention of everyone present.

Unohana Yachiru was already holding Fujimiya Makoto and standing aside, looking at Shihouin Chihiro not far away with a smile on his face, his voice calm.

Fujimiya Makoto lay in Unohana's soft embrace and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It's finally safe.

"My disciple has received a lot of care from you."

"As a teacher, I really should give him some explanation."

As Unohana Yachiru spoke, he put Fujimiya Makoto on the ground and slowly walked towards him, still with that cold look on his face.

Shihouin Chihiro's expression froze.

There are eight thousand flowers of Mao.

An unprecedented villain in the history of Soul Society.

The gauntlet on his left hand was the one that was chopped off by her just now.

If a monster like this is used at full strength.

after all......

Shifengyuan Chihiro had no time to think. Almost at the moment when Unohana burst out with murderous intent, he instinctively used all his strength and shouted:

“Thunder——!!!”

With just this sound, extremely strong spiritual pressure suddenly burst out from the surface of the three remaining sets of armor of Shifengyuan Chihiro, and the whole body seemed to be wrapped in lightning, with a majestic sound.

This is the true face of [Thunder King Fist].

At the cost of consuming spiritual pressure at ultra-high speed, strength, speed, and endurance are all increased by more than three times in a very short period of time.

The effect of this state is even stronger than his Bankai.

Immediately afterwards, Shihouin Chihiro rushed towards Unohana Yachiru like a flowing thunder, risking everything.

put all one's eggs in one basket!

Unohana Yachiryu faced the lightning head-on and slowly drew out the sword from her waist. Her eyes were as cold as usual, as if nothing in this world mattered to her.

Raise the blade in your hand,

Fall.

simple.

At that moment, the image in Fujimiya Makoto's eyes seemed to abruptly miss a few frames, only capturing the second before and after the sword was swung.

Suddenly, there was a very crisp "click" sound in my ears.

Shihouin Chihiro seemed to have sensed some extremely terrifying omen. The flashing lightning suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then retreated several meters, jumping and keeping a blank distance from Unohana.

however.

Despite this, the surface of the armor on his right fist was unknowingly covered with a layer of fine spider web.