Chapter 165: You Don’t Even Have the Strength to Cut People, yet You Still Claim to Be Kenpachi?

Ru Yueming is in a good mood after receiving a general.

When he came to Komamura, he stretched out his right hand and rubbed the dog's head vigorously.

The hair is smooth, soft and comfortable.

Apart from anything else, the feel is really top-notch!

However, Komamura didn't seem to be able to adapt to this kind of intimacy. He shook his head and got up from the ground.

Because Ru Yueming's lunge push did not use much force, he was not seriously injured.

In addition, the human-wolf clan's own physique is far superior to that of ordinary Shinigami, and they can regain their strength after taking a short rest.

Looking around at the people surrounding him, Komamura subconsciously wanted to bar his teeth and make someone fierce, but he quickly realized that the big guys from Division 11 didn't seem to have any ill intentions.

Because of his appearance, Komamura often received strange looks and rejection from others when he was wandering around the Soul Society.

There was never a village or town willing to take him in.

In some places, powerful ronin were even invited to drive him away.

Although the eyes of these people are a bit cruel, Komamura can clearly detect their kindness and...

Yearning and adoration?

Maybe contacting these gods of death is also a good choice?

Just when Komamura was thinking this, Kisaragi Akira next to him suddenly asked:

"Wang-chan, you have been wandering around Rukongai for so long, have you ever heard of any ronin who is very good at fighting, or who is very smart at first sight?"

Komamura was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that "Wang-chan" was calling him.

He originally wanted to protest against this title, but considering the difference in strength between the two, he had no choice but to humbly agree. Although it sounded a bit unpleasant, it was still a symbol that the other party regarded him as one of their own.

What a simple and unpretentious trust!

He thought for a moment, and then a deep voice sounded:

"Smart ronin haven't noticed it, but powerful ronin have encountered many, such as the famous Oniwa Castle in the 73rd District of Nishi Rukongai."

"As we all know, he is the man who will become the captain of the 11th Division..."

Halfway through his words, Komamura suddenly realized that the boy who was going to be his boss seemed to have invited him to join the 11th Division.

"Ghost Rock City, he..."

"died."

Kisaragi Ming grinned, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "Because he didn't follow the rules when he went to challenge the 11th Division and attacked my subordinates without authorization, so I attacked a little harder. .”

The Zanpakutō was shattered by one punch, and there was no reason why Oniwa Castle could survive.

For such unruly people, it is natural to blow them up with one punch.

Besides, Oniwa Castle is stupid and ugly, which is completely inconsistent with the smart and brave style of the 11th Squadron.

Even if he is not dead, Kisaragi Ming will not let him join the 11th Squadron.

"forget it."

Komamura shook his head, "There is also a guy with a ferocious face, a tall and thin figure, who challenges other people everywhere. He is more terrifying and stronger than Oniwa Castle."

"The reason why I came to live in the mountains and forests is to avoid him..."

However, before he finished speaking, a wild beast-like and aggressive spiritual pressure covered the forest, and at the same time, there was a maniacal laughter like an evil ghost:

"I smell your scent!"

Kisaragi Ming raised his eyebrows, aware of the power of this spiritual pressure.

Compared to Guiyan City, it is simply not much better.

When the laughter approached, the gods of death drew their swords and prepared to fight as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The trees in the forest trembled, startling the birds, as if there were some powerful beasts running among them.

Komamura looked worried and reminded: "You should leave first, that guy is here to find me."

"It would be bad if I accidentally hurt you."

Ru Yueming turned around and glanced sideways, snorting coldly:

"If you say this nonsense again, I'll kick you out."

"Team 11 will not leave any team member behind!"

If word spread that he abandoned his younger brother when he encountered a powerful enemy, how could Kisaragi Omiyaji still hang out in Soul Society?

If nothing else, at least everyone in Division 11 would look down on him.

When the time comes, I'm afraid that guy Soyousuke will laugh at him, let alone Urahara Kisuke.

Saying little about this kind of thing will make him happy for three to five years.

I'm afraid I'll wake up laughing even in my dreams.

Besides, how do you know you can’t beat it before you fight it?

Even if he is Old Man Shan, he dares to go up and give him two punches. How can a mere ronin change the world?

Soon, a very scrawled-looking figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was a man with a ferocious face, like a demon. He was slovenly, with messy black hair hanging down his back, clustered in bunches, like a youth version of Super Saiyan III.

His body proportions are extremely exaggerated, his limbs are slender, his body is slightly thin, and his muscles are well defined.

The most eye-catching thing is the scar that runs through his left eye, extending from the top of his eye socket to his chin. It's hard to imagine what kind of battle he went through to have such a brutal scar.

His narrow pupils were full of beast-like excitement and aggression. Compared with him, the members of Squad 11 were like weak children.

Moreover, he was extremely tall. Looking at the entire audience, there was no one taller than him.

On his shoulder, there was a pink-haired loli lying, and laughter like silver bells kept coming from her mouth.

"Huh? Death?"

The man noticed the soldiers of the 11th Division, and his eyes suddenly ignited with high fighting spirit.

He looked at everyone present, his sharp eyes as sharp as a knife passing over everyone without staying for too long.

Until, he discovered Ru Yueming.

The moment the two looked at each other, the man froze, as if he was thinking about something.

a long time.

He grinned, and his white teeth were particularly eye-catching under the sunlight, followed by a low and suppressed laugh.

The laughter gradually amplified until his voice was all that echoed in the mountains and forests. There was also a hint of madness on his ferocious face, and his expression became more and more ferocious.

"Hahaha!!!"

The man covered his face with his hands and tilted his head back. A trace of scarlet light overflowed between his fingers, making him look particularly crazy.

"It's so exciting."

"I didn't expect there to be masters!"

"My name is Zaraki Kenpachi, come and fight to your heart's content!"

As soon as these words came out, Kisaragi Ming didn't have any reaction, but the Death God of Squad 11 exploded first.

"Isn't that the title of Lord Kisaragi?!"

"How disrespectful, this guy doesn't understand the importance of the Kenpachi title!"

"If you kill him, there will only be one Kenpachi in Soul Society, and that is Lord Miyaji!"

Everyone was making noisy noises, drawing their swords one after another, and faced Kenpachi Zaraki who was countless times more ferocious than them.

Seeing this scene, Komamura was a little shocked.

He didn't expect that this group of people would be able to draw swords against people who were infinitely stronger than themselves in order to maintain a vain title.

Is this what is called loyalty? !

Looking at the scene in front of him, Komamura's eyes were a little dazed.

Seeing that everyone was about to take action, Ru Yueming looked at the shadow of the branches not far away and said loudly:

"Senior Brother Jingle, come out and help."

As the words fell, a figure walked out of the shadows, with a pink floral pattern and a hat on his head. It was Kyōraku Shunsui who had been ordered to prevent accidents.

"Junior brother's perception is really sensitive."

Jingraku scratched his head and gestured, "Do you want me to kill this guy with you?"

Ruyue Ming waved his hand: "No need."

"This guy is one of my goals on this trip."

"Just leave it to me. Senior brother, just help take care of the others. Don't let them be hurt by the aftermath of the battle, especially Wang Jiang."

Akira Kisaragi patted Komamura who was standing next to him very hard.

Kyoraku Shunsui looked at Komamura with some surprise, but he didn't show any strange look.

As one of the few veteran captains of the Thirteenth Team, he has seen many people and things, and he has also encountered the human-wolf clan during a certain mission.

However, it is rare for a human wolf to be as calm and self-disciplined as the one in front of him.

This little junior brother has found a treasure.

Under Ru Yueming's order, everyone quickly made a large open space for the two to fight.

Taking stock of the posture in front of him, Zaraki Kenpachi grinned and praised:

"You are very good."

Kisaragi Akira nodded matter-of-factly: "That's natural. Looking around the Soul Society, who doesn't know the reputation of my Kisaragi Omiyaji?"

"Do you want to hang out with me?"

Zaraki Kenpachi grinned ferociously, raised the ferocious long sword full of serrated teeth, and pointed it straight ahead:

"Fight first and then talk!"

The moment the words fell, circles of dust exploded on the ground, and a ghost-like figure suddenly attacked. The jagged long knife was suddenly raised and slashed down mercilessly.

However, under Zaraki Kenpachi's gaze, Kisaragi Akira never moved a step from beginning to end, not even making a move to draw his sword.

Under the gaze of countless shocked eyes, the long serrated knife slashed directly at his shoulder.

Then there was a sonorous and powerful sound of gold and iron interlacing.

Everyone's eyes widened, and even Jingraku Shunsui was a little unbelievable, even though he knew that his junior brother's spiritual body was powerful and his defense was amazing.

It can resist the hammer blow of Yamamoto's old fist, but without spiritual pressure defense, is it a bit too much to resist the opponent's sword?

Komamura Zuozhen even suspected that the person standing there was not the God of Death, but a monster wearing the skin of the God of Death.

Such a fierce and unforged sword didn't even break the defense? !

"You don't even have the strength to cut people, and you still call yourself Kenpachi?"

Akira Kisaragi grinned, a seemingly harmless smile, but in the eyes of others, it turned out to be even more ferocious and terrifying than Zaraki Kenpachi.

Seeing this, Zaraki Kenpachi was stunned for a moment, but soon the smile on his face became more ferocious.

The first attack is just a test to determine the enemy's strength, so that you can use the corresponding strength to fight with it.

Judging from the performance in front of him, the young man in front of him was much stronger than he imagined.

Now, you can have fun!

A bit of scarlet burst out in the narrow pupils, and the beast-like aura impacted wantonly. Zaraki Kenpachi swung the serrated sword again, covering it with golden spiritual pressure, and slashed straight ahead.

Steel collides, sparks fly, and sparks burn.

This time, Kenpachi Zaraki attacked with all his strength, and Akira Kisaragi finally drew his sword to fight.

The long serrated knife was raised, as if a heavy hammer was falling.

There is no flavor of kendo at all, more like the ferocious outbreak of a wild beast, with fangs and claws tearing at its prey.

Qiang——

The blades collided, the air waves vibrated, loud noises erupted, and ripples visible to the naked eye swayed in all directions.

"This is the fight I want!"

"伱, not bad!"

Zaraki Kenpachi let out a hearty laugh, and golden spiritual pressure burst out, burning like a flame on his body.

Seeing this, Kyōraku Shunsui's expression became slightly solemn.

The spiritual pressure of the man who calls himself Kenpachi is no weaker than that of an ordinary captain, and there is a kind of brutal aggression in it.

Even if the combat moves are not organized at all, they still give people a strong oppressive force.

He had a hunch that if other captains were to fight with him, it would be uncertain who would lose and who would win.

The continuous trajectory of the blade connected into a dazzling curtain, covering the front, and at the same time, countless sparks burst out, and the slashing speed was already so fast that it exceeded the visual limit of the onlookers.

Zaraki Kenpachi showed all his current strength.

Different from his instinctive fighting style, Ruyue Ming's sword slashing skills are more gorgeous and more lethal.

Thanks to Yamamoto's teachings, he has turned all the moves he has mastered into instincts.

If Zaraki Kenpachi is just getting a glimpse of the ropes, then Kisaragi Akira has reached the pinnacle level.

That’s not how instinct works!

Fu Zhan, Pushing the Clouds, Nibo, Hazy, Canxin, Fengdong...

The Death Sword style inherited from the first Kenpachi made its grand debut under the gaze of countless eyes!

The gorgeous and brutal cutting technique left a series of hideous scars on Zaraki Kenpachi's body.

Immediately, the skin and flesh opened and blood spurted out.

The crushing instinct level left him unable to fight back in front of Ru Yueming, and he was completely suppressed.

But the pain in his body did not stop Kenpachi Zaraki from attacking.

On the contrary, because of the stimulation of blood, his ferocity completely exploded, and the raging offensive was filled with madness.

Zaraki Kenpachi laughed wildly, opening his mouth like a beast, his white teeth exposed, and his black pupils were filled with blood-red, as if filled with bloodshot eyes.

"This is the battle I long for!"

As if he had exerted too much force, small cracks appeared on his skin, directly turning him into a bloody man.

Seeing this, Ru Yueming frowned slightly.

As a man who often explodes, he can naturally tell the state of Kenpachi Zaraki at this time.

The body withstood the force beyond its limit, and then there were signs of collapse.

If this continues, the little brother who receives it will probably become a ball of blood.

As we all know, Zaraki Kenpachi likes to enjoy fighting, so in order to experience fighting, he sealed himself and weakened his numerical values.

As long as he continues to experience battles, he can continue to become stronger until he completely unblocks himself.

But unblocking too much at once will only cause the body to collapse.

There are no doctors accompanying the army right now, so he will really die if he collapses.

In order to prevent someone from dying suddenly due to excitement, Kisaragi Ming threw his Zanpakutō out amid countless stunned looks.

There is no time to think, what comes next is——

In full swing!