In Soul Society, love and bond begin

"how come?!"

The huge and strong arm collapsed in the direction of the blade, and tiny stone fragments flew in the air.

The cut is as smooth as a mirror.

In the distance, Nellielu frowned slightly.

Seemed a little surprised.

However, before Bucha could feel the pain, he saw that Fujimiya Makoto's pupils were as bright as jade beads with a green glow. After cutting off Bucha's arm, he did not stop at all and continued to rush forward.

"Damn you brat!"

"How dare you look down on me like this?!"

Accompanied by a heavy roar, before Fujimiya Makoto could break through the short distance with his instant step, he saw another giant arm swung horizontally like a mountain, raising a large amount of dust on the ground, which immediately blocked the vision of both parties.

Fujimiya Makoto's instant step stopped immediately, and he stepped on his arm in mid-air and jumped up several meters.

However, before he could stand still on the ground, he saw a black and red streak of light breaking through the smoke and dust and flying towards him.

"boom--"

Smoke and dust flew, and a long trajectory pierced through a straight cylindrical hole.

On the other side of the hole was Achukas, who had his hands planted on the ground like artillery, and opened his mouth wide towards Fujimiya Makoto.

Fujimiya Makoto's eyes were slightly stern.

His arms... do they even have the ability of [Super-Speed ​​Regeneration]?

The next moment, endless virtual bullets appeared like machine gun bullets, pouring out like water.

"Boom boom boom——!!"

Makoto Fujimiya turned half a circle around Bucha's figure. The violent explosions behind him were almost continuous. The soil was like the surface of a sea hit by pouring shells, and large columns of ash rose up.

Looking down from the sky, one can see a half circle of burnt petals drawn on the ground with Bucha as the center.

The launch speed of the Hollow Bullet is fast, and its power is far weaker than the Hollow Flash - but that is only for Hollows.

If an ordinary Grim Reaper without steel skin was hit, he would either die or be injured.

With such a huge body, Bucha has survived in Hueco Mundo for many years, so he has naturally developed a set of strategies to deal with flexible opponents.

He was sure that the Grim Reaper would not dare to take it head-on.

Until he forced the other party into the trap he had set long ago, Bucha suddenly showed a cruel grin on his face.

“Ahahahaha!”

The moment he roared, the ground under Fujimiya Makoto's feet suddenly burst into a dazzling light at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is where Bucha first stopped.

【Flash delay】

This is one of his unique abilities.

The exploding soil formed a cloud of smoke and dust, and the floating dust mist filled the entire earth. The bright flames shot straight into the sky, as if to illuminate half of the sky, and bursts of muffled sounds echoed in the ears.

"You got hit?!"

"It's really, so naive!"

"grim Reaper!"

Bucha laughed loudly, and made strange "ho ho ho" sounds in his old voice.

Until, the clear sound of steel tearing suddenly sounded from behind him.

"laugh!"

The blade in Fujimiya Makoto's hand slashed horizontally, cutting off Bucha's relatively slender waist from behind, and the broken steel left a long trail of light.

Silently.

Bucha's laughing expression was frozen on the mask, and the crack was torn into a fixed size.

The heavy upper body, pulled forward uncontrollably by the weight of the huge arms.

Amputation above the chest.

Fujimiya Makoto shook off the blood on the blade and asked doubtfully:

"How strange."

"At the beginning, I clearly exposed your trap, didn't I?"

"Are you so stupid as to think I'd fall for it?"

"Ho-"

Only weak gasps could come out of Bucha's mouth.

He stared straight at the figure in the smoke in the distance.

The afterimage slowly disappeared.

The Twenty-Sixth Chapter of Binding: Qu Guang

Compared to the completely unreliable invisibility, the most important ability of this binding technique is actually the distortion of light.

A little trick.

Fujimiya Makoto walked towards Bucha's head and raised the asagi in his hand.

Cut off a white silk thread.

"clang."

A pure white double-cone bone lance easily blocked his sword path.

Fujimiya Makoto was stunned.

Suddenly, white sweat broke out on my back.

From the very beginning, even when he was fighting with the Yachukas in front of him, he was always paying attention to the movements of this Vastod.

but.

Until the last second, he hadn't noticed any signs of the other party moving.

Almost subconsciously, a chill ran through my heart.

He raised his head and looked at the Vastod beside him.

Nellielu also lowered her head to look at him. There was still no expression on her delicate, weak face, which formed a strong contrast with the hideous bone helmet on her head.

"Sir..." Bucha called out with difficulty.

Nelliel's expression was more indifferent than serene.

"If I were to play with you, could you spare his life?"

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her, and his facial muscles, which had been slightly stiff due to the chill in his heart, slowly pulled into an ugly smile.

If he says to beat you, he will beat you. If you say to spare you, you will spare me?

Suddenly, a strong and clear spiritual pressure burst out from Fujimiya Makoto's body. Although the fourth-level spiritual power level is not as good as the captain level, it is still among the top ones even in the entire Soul Society.

The surging and violent spiritual pressure created waves of pure white shockwaves in the air, which spread endlessly into the distance.

The surface of his shallow attack was wrapped in a brilliance of spiritual pressure and will that was restrained to the extreme.

Keep pressing down continuously.

Until, the blade wrapped in clear spiritual pressure pressed the bone spear hard and rushed towards Bucha's bone mask.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his head and asked, "...What if I don't agree?"

Green spiritual pressure slowly rose from Nelliel's body, wrapping around the lance, still firmly blocking Bucha.

Between the two, the pure white and sky blue spiritual pressures continuously collided with each other, forming a series of constantly swirling spiritual pressure cyclones. The small and the big continued to stalemate, clearing the surrounding ground.

In the sky, rolling clouds kept spreading in all directions.

Nellielu's voice remained flat as she said coldly:

"I will apologize."

"clang--"

Nelliel lifted her lance with a light movement, and bounced Fujimiya Makoto's body along with her shallow strike.

Or rather...from the very beginning, she didn't use her full strength, and always held the lance in one hand so casually.

Fujimiya Makoto paddled out more than ten meters, supporting his body with one hand on the ground. The two pairs of cute girl's tabi, one white and one pink, on the scabbards at his waist fluttered like perverted flags.

With a smile that showed he was indifferent to life and death, he roared with all his might, "When it's time to apologize, you have to show your whole ○ pie! This is the basic of the basics of Death God etiquette!"

"Imprint it on my bones, remember it forever!!!"

The next moment, his figure broke through the air, and the blade drew a brilliant light.

The blade is facing Nellielu.

Cut straight away.

At the same time, the brat's extremely joyful shouts rang out in his mind, and he was so excited that he seemed to be jumping up and down:

「Kuchiya——you! You finally seem to be getting the hang of things! 」

"That's right! That's it! Tell me the truth about your impulses! You idiot who's too obsessed with face!"

[Don't show me mercy! Hurry up and stuff me into the centaur girl's warm body! ]

I'm going to build a three-bedroom apartment in the Sagittarius sister's ○ pie——

Chapter 4 First, let’s make a promise (k please subscribe!)

The blade wrapped in vibrant spiritual light whizzed through the air, drawing a continuous arc in the center of Nellielu's vision, passing through the dust and smoke. The extremely sharp spirit membrane left a long, deep and delicate mark on the ground with just the wind pressure.

"Type 1: Steel Break!"

Fujimiya Makoto let out a furious roar.

However, Nellielu just stared quietly at the figure in front of her, then suddenly raised the pure white lance in her hand and swung it to her side.

"clang!"

The collision of spiritual pressure caused a burst of flames to explode between the two sides.

If you look closely, you can see that the blade and the lance are not even in complete contact. The defense formed by the spirit particles alone is enough to block Fujimiya Makoto's full-strength sword attack.

As for the figure charging from the front, it turned into a shadow the moment it passed by her.

Obviously, Qu Guang doesn't work for everyone.

Although Fujimiya Makoto still maintained a fearless look on his face, his vigilance was already at its highest level.

This guy is much stronger than that fake Shihouin Chihiro.

"boom--"

Nellielu brandished her lance, and the heavy bone tip just passed through the air, causing a violent whistling sound.

In front of the lance, Fujimiya Makoto's body was as light as a fallen leaf. He was effortlessly swept away by the spear. He turned over and flew through the air. His feet landed on the ground and slid out two long traces due to inertia.

[Slashing Technique +10]

[Centaur girl! My favorite centaur girl today! I want to crawl under your belly prprpr!]

So strong.

However, the weaknesses are also obvious.

Fujimiya Makoto's mind was completely focused on the battle. Everything he saw, heard, and felt with his body were summarized in his mind as information needed for the battle.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood what the old man in the mountain had said.

'Know what to do in battle.'

Smoke and dust exploded, and spiritual pressure erupted.

Fujimiya Makoto's figure zigzagged along the ground, and his super-fast instant step made him seem to turn into a snake-like line segment. Trails of swirling smoke and dust swept behind him, and the blade in his hand was almost touching the ground.