Chapter 162 Aesthetics of Violence
Team 11, competition stage.
The two figures were fighting passionately in the spacious field, with countless sparks flying and blood spraying between the gold and iron, showing no mercy.
Ever since the members of Squad 11 returned to the team building after completing their propaganda mission, similar scenes have been happening every day.
At first, Urahara Kisuke would give some advice and care about the team members from the standpoint of the vice-captain.
But when he realized that this was the team spirit of the 11th Division, he didn't bother to care.
Instead of worrying about their safety, it is better to think of ways to fool your own captain.
For the tasks assigned previously, he only created folders during this period.
If this continues, I'm afraid he will be punished by someone's team rules.
When he thought of this, Urahara Kisuke felt a sense of urgency in his heart, and he had the urge to wait for me.
This group of people from the 11th Squadron may seem to be fighting without restraint, but in fact they are very measured. Even when they kill someone, they will choose a good angle to try not to leave fatal injuries to their colleagues.
And every time there is a competition within the team, there will be a chief officer from the fourth team standing by, ready to step forward for emergency treatment at any time.
Even if he kills for a whole day, nothing too serious will happen.
In addition to fighting each other with swordsmanship, the competitions of the 11th Division also include free fights, manly wrestling, strength competitions, etc.
Many competition stages were filled with figures dripping with sweat. Whenever someone fell, cheers would erupt in the team building.
After hundreds of years of evolution, the team style of the 11th Division has been completely fixed.
Advocate martial virtue and respect the strong.
Although other squads also have similar habits, at least they don't put them on the table as nakedly as Squad 11.
Here, as long as you are strong enough, you can achieve a high status.
Correspondingly, the weak can't even eat hot dogs.
And in the middle of this heated competition, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared, directly breaking the atmosphere in the team building.
The powerful spiritual pressure swept over and instantly covered the entire team building.
Everyone stopped what they were doing, and even the big guys who were wrestling together separated and looked in the direction where the spiritual pressure was coming from.
At the entrance of the team building, a huge figure like a mountain stood on the grass. Its rough black skin made it look like a tall tower from a distance.
The ferocious face looked like a wild beast, with thick hair everywhere, and the exposed chest was even more black, like a larger black bear.
Even if you ignore the powerful spiritual pressure it releases, this look alone gives people a strong sense of oppression, and standing in front of it makes people feel breathless.
The 11th Division advocates force, so there are mostly big guys in the team.
But these big guys seemed to be underage in front of this humanoid black bear.
In terms of his height alone, he might be three meters tall.
"Gods of Death, I heard that the assessment method for the captain of the 11th Division is the simplest and most convenient."
"As long as you kill the current captain, you can become the new captain."
The humanoid black bear grinned, showing its fangs, and a fierce aura rushed towards it.
After hearing this, the expressions of the gods of death changed slightly, realizing the purpose of this person's coming.
Unlike other division teams, the eleventh division team is quite unconventional in its method of selecting captains due to team spirit issues.
Because of this, ronin from Rukongai often come to challenge the captain.
Many veteran Shinigami in the team experienced similar scenes when Kariyashiki was still alive.
However, the fate of these people is not good.
After all, people always have to pay the price for their actions.
Is it finally the new captain's turn to face such an incident?
"So, where is your captain?!"
"Let him get out of here!"
The moment the last sentence was spoken, it turned into a loud roar, and even formed a sound wave visible to the naked eye, impacting in all directions.
Seeing this, the Shinigami of Squad 11 finally looked shocked.
The opponent's strength seemed to be far stronger than they expected, and more than a little bit.
"Sorry, Your Excellency, the captain is not in the team building right now."
In the crowd, a strong man pushed aside the Death God next to him and walked out. He slowly came to the front of the human-shaped black bear and explained sincerely:
"If you are not in a hurry, you can wait here for a while."
As soon as these words came out, dissatisfied voices suddenly came from the crowd:
"Hey, hey, seat 3 of the shooting range, what nonsense are you talking to this guy!"
"That's right, not everyone is qualified to challenge Mr. Gong Si!"
"A guy of this caliber doesn't even deserve to eat a hot dog!"
Although Ming Kisaragi has not been the captain for a long time, and it can even be said that he has never managed the affairs of the team, the members of the 11th Division were already convinced of him as early as when he took up the third position.
No captain has ever been able to challenge the entire team without falling behind.
Coupled with Akira Kisaragi's brilliant achievements since graduation, the worship in the hearts of the Shinigami team members has almost turned into fanatical belief.
He said he was promoting the shrine in Rukongai, but more often than not, he was promoting his captain's bravery and invincibility.
So when this humanoid black bear spoke rudely to his captain, someone was already dissatisfied with him.
"Um?"
Hearing the jeers from the crowd, the humanoid black bear's eyes suddenly turned evil. He even raised his huge palm and grabbed it in the direction of the sound.
The huge pressure of spiritual pressure makes people feel breathless.
Tetsuzaemon's eyes were slightly sharp, and he immediately burst out his spiritual pressure and stood in front of the opponent, offsetting the mountain-like pressure.
"Friend, if you continue to attack the team members, then I will assume that you are starting a war with our 11th Squadron."
Hearing this, the humanoid black bear sneered disdainfully, clenched his hands into fists, and blasted straight forward.
Tetsuzaemon's expression at the shooting range changed slightly, and he no longer hesitated, directly drew his sword and exploded.
The fist, which was like a heavy hammer, was wrapped with thick spiritual pressure, and it hit the blade that was coming towards me, causing a sound of gold and iron interlacing.
Feeling the terrifying power coming from the Zanpakuto, Tetsuzaemon's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately changed from holding the sword with one hand to holding the sword with both hands.
No wonder he dared to challenge Team 11. This powerful spiritual pressure alone was no worse than that of an ordinary captain.
Coupled with his naturally powerful body, if it were another division, this guy might really be able to hold the position of captain.
Thinking of this, Tetsuzaemon Tetsuzaemon gritted his teeth and roared:
"Oh, oh, as a man, I won't give in so easily!"
Violent spiritual pressure exploded wantonly, and Tetsuaemon's momentum reached its peak. The muscles on his arms bulged, veins were exposed, and all the power poured into the blade.
However, just when he was thinking about confronting him head-on, at some point, a long-handled heavy hammer appeared in the hand of the humanoid black bear opposite him.
He laughed evilly and swung the heavy hammer mercilessly towards Tetsuzaemon at the shooting range.
By the time it was discovered, it was already too late.
boom!
Tetsuzaemon from the shooting range instantly flew backwards and slammed into the team building. Dust stirred up in the sky, and several houses collapsed directly, turning into ruins on the ground.
"Is this the level of the so-called three seats?"
The humanoid black bear sneered disdainfully, "You can't even withstand a blow from me."
"It seems like your captain isn't much better."
When he said this, there was no trace of embarrassment on his dark face.
It was as if he was not the one who made the sneak attack.
It was obviously a frontal battle, but he secretly released the Zanpakuto behind his back, and then attacked with a backhand.
This way of fighting is really disgusting.
"Since your captain won't come out, I'll have fun with you first."
The humanoid black bear danced with a long-handled heavy hammer and smashed it straight to the ground in front. Only a bang was heard, the ground cracked, and countless cracks appeared on the grass.
Like an earthquake.
In an instant, the ground collapsed, houses and buildings fell one after another, stirring up dust all over the sky.
Looking at the ruins in front of him, the humanoid black bear looked excited and his expression became more and more ferocious.
Even when he was in Rukongai, he liked to see the weak scream in pain under his hammer.
Just when he was about to strike again, a voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Making trouble while the master is not at home."
"It's really despicable."
The humanoid black bear stared hard, and didn't even reply. His huge body suddenly twisted, and the long-handled heavy hammer in his left hand was directly transferred to his right hand, and he suddenly smashed in the direction of the sound coming from behind.
boom! !
Another explosion sounded, and the billowing smoke and dust continued to stir.
When the dust cleared, the humanoid black bear's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen something incredible.
I saw a young man open his right hand and firmly catch the impact of his heavy hammer.
The giant hammer the size of a millstone is in sharp contrast to his right hand.
"It's Captain Kisaragi!"
"Idiot, you have to call the Palace Secretary!"
"Sorry, Lord Palace Secretary, we failed to protect the team building!"
When they saw the boy, the gods of death cheered, while some bowed and apologized, with different expressions.
Ruyue Ming waved his hand and didn't take it to heart.
The big guy in front of him is very powerful. Ordinary team members or officers are no match for him. The spiritual pressure he is releasing right now is almost catching up with Rojuro.
If nothing else, he is another captain-level strongman.
"You are the captain of the 11th Division?"
The humanoid black bear uttered a dull question, like rolling thunder.
After Ruyue Ming pondered for a moment, he nodded and admitted:
"Yes, I am."
"What advice do you have?"
Hearing this, a ferocious smile appeared on the dark face: "That means that if I kill you, I can become the new captain."
"Kid, remember my name."
"The most evil thing in Rukongai, Oniwa Castle!"
The moment the words fell, the heavy hammer was suddenly raised, all the power was concentrated on it, and then it was slammed forward.
Its attacking posture seemed to treat Ruyue Ming as a nail.
Boom, boom, boom! !
The violent blows continued to fall, and the ground once again opened up a series of ferocious cracks. Countless dust flew up, gradually covering the two figures.
The hammer broke through the air, and the afterimage emerged, setting off the lingering sound of rolling thunder.
Guiyan Cheng's expression was extremely ferocious, and he could confirm that every attack he made hit a real object.
With his spiritual pressure and strength, even the strongest Shinigami cannot withstand so many attacks.
Now the captain position is secure!
The ground continued to collapse downward until a huge pit was formed, and smoke and dust covered the scene inside.
However, when the smoke and dust dispersed, Guiyan City immediately froze on the spot.
Not only was the young man in front of him unscathed, he was not even touched by dust.
Looking up at the other person's dark face in shock with a hint of fear, Ru Yueming showed a mocking smile:
"That's it?"
The two plain words were like arrows piercing the heart. Immediately after Guiyan City broke through its defenses, a violent roar came out.
Thick spiritual pressure was wrapped around the heavy hammer, and countless spikes sprouted from the surface.
A terrifying shadow covered Ru Yueming's head, falling straight down.
boom!
White airflow exploded on his shoulders, dispersing the Death Domination uniform on his upper body.
Looking at the incoming giant hammer, Yueming raised his right arm back, and the power of the ghost gathered into a fiery torrent, spurting out from his shoulder, bursting out with terrifying power like a rocket engine.
The fist bones broke through the air and accelerated to an incredible level in an instant.
As Ruyue Ming swung forward a straight punch, the hard fist bones fell on the giant hammer covered with spikes in the eyes of countless stunned eyes.
Then there was a low muffled sound.
A weak feeling of blockage came from the bones of the fist, and then, as if a bubble had been burst, there was another explosion in the collision.
The giant hammer collapsed like a deflated rubber ball.
Guiyan Cheng's ugly face was full of fear, and he watched helplessly as Wushuang's fist approached and hit him in the abdomen.
Before he even had time to scream, the burly body was distorted by the violent force.
Centered on the impact point of the fist bone, the depression suddenly spread, setting off layers of ripples. At the same time, the flesh and blood wrapped in spiritual pressure instantly fell apart, and blood mist spurted out like a waterfall.
Ghost Rock City dragged a long bright red trail, smashing down dozens of walls one after another, and was finally buried in the ruins, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.
Witnessing such an exaggerated battle, the team building was silent for a moment, and then erupted into cheers that reached the sky.
"As expected of the Lord Palace Secretary, you are powerful and powerful!"
"Chief Commander of the Palace Division, we respect and love you!"
"Sir, we are willing to fight to the death for you!!"
The lively scene made Urahara Kisuke, who had been watching the game in the corner, want to cry.
How long has it been since?
The guy who could easily beat him before could now tear apart a Zanpakutō? !
Is this guy really the God of Death?
The gap between the two has been so wide that it is impossible to look directly at them.
If this happens, I'm afraid there will be no hope of escaping from oppression...
Just as he was crying secretly, a creepy voice suddenly appeared behind him:
"I mean Kisuke."
"How did you complete the tasks assigned before?"