Chapter 210 The Fisherman Will Never Come Back Empty-Handed!

"Kisuke, you know, in principle, I can defeat the old man."

In the research room of Squadron 11, Ru Yueming, with a bruised nose and swollen face, sat on a special sofa like an evil spirit, and explained very harshly:

"But the problem is that the principle is now in the hands of Old Man Shan."

"Given time, I will definitely make that old man pay a heavy price!"

Urahara Kisuke glanced at Kisaragi Akira faintly and casually said:

"Actually, captain, you can give yourself a knife and let Captain Yamamoto taste the pain of losing his disciples."

"Based on what I know about Captain Yamamoto, if you die, he won't be able to eat for at least three hours."

Ruyue Ming: "?"

Not long after, tragic wailing came from the 11th Squadron.

It almost makes those who hear it cry and those who hear it feel sad.

The passing team members even stopped and listened to see if there was a scum in the team so that I could help and carry out the captain's justice to the end.

"It's the vice-captain!"

"Urahara-sama, it's okay."

"It's over, it's over."

"I also want to buy the latest photo album. I heard Captain Ukitake will appear in it."

"Take me one!"

As we all know, it is a long-standing tradition of the 11th Division to defeat the superior. It is only normal for the captain to teach Vice Captain Urahara a lesson for overestimating his abilities.

After a hearty beating, Ru Yueming looked refreshed.

No wonder Old Man Shan looked like he had eaten a roasted sweet potato after beating himself. It turns out that beating children is usually a good thing.

He couldn't beat Old Man Shan, but he could still deal with Urahara Kisuke with ease.

"Hey, pretending to be dead is a bit much."

Akira Kisaragi kicked Urahara Kisuke who was pretending to be a corpse on the ground, "Quickly use your invincible Benihime to heal him, and then hurry up and work for my captain."

"Dedicate your last light and heat."

Urahara Kisuke: "..."

Whenever your kid says a human word, he will never act so slack.

It was obvious that he was the one who got beaten, but after being beaten, this guy didn't even pay for the soup and medicine, and asked him to use his Zanpakutō to heal his wounds.

Is there anything more outrageous than this in the world?

The answer is, yes.

After the joint research of Urahara Kisuke, Aizen and Niryuuri, the development time was greatly shortened, and the simple passage to hell has been completed.

It can be passed by one person.

It is not Ruyue Ming's character to be patient when suffering. Since Hell took away the souvenirs he brought back in front of him, he was going to dig into Hell's walls.

Let’s start with the dead with third-level spiritual power.

"Captain, actually we can wait a little longer."

Urahara Kisuke hesitated and said, "The stability of the hell passage needs to be strengthened. If you double-penetrate it, there may be fluctuations in spiritual pressure."

Although he is oppressed by Akira Kisaragi every day, when the serious moment comes, Urahara Kisuke will not deliberately trap him.

"It doesn't matter, it's just hell, I won't take it lightly."

Ru Yueming waved his hand, "Let me kill him with one sword."

After saying that, he rushed into the passage without looking back.

Similar to the appearance of a black cavity, after walking a certain distance, Ru Yueming came to hell again.

It's not the same scene as last time.

Because this time is considered a stowaway channel, he can only appear on the first level of hell.

It matched up with the hell in my mind.

The huge white buildings are spliced ​​together like a Rubik's Cube. Countless hell dead people shuttle through the cracks of the buildings to avoid the hell spirits patrolling back and forth.

Occasionally, they would throw out their chains and kill the dead they saw. Their bodies would be crushed into flesh, and the gathered spirits would disintegrate.

Ruyue Ming didn't waste any time. He threw out the unbounded sword with his backhand and randomly swept away the dead in the gap, just like fishing.

If you throw off the chain, you will gain something, not the air force.

But soon, his figure was discovered by the intention of hell, and several mountain-like behemoths launched an attack on him.

Even the surrounding space began to distort, and violent spiritual pressure impacted his body like waves.

Ru Yueming grinned, without any nostalgia, turned around and took the deceased away from hell.

The ones he selected were all third-class spiritual beings, but not the sinners who deserved their crimes.

Not long after.

When Akira Kisaragi reappeared in the laboratory, Kisuke Urahara breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the person is fine, what else should I bring...

Urahara Kisuke's breath stagnated, and he saw clearly the figure wrapped around the chain:

"The dead who fell into hell?"

"Exactly."

"What did you bring this back for?"

"Nonsense, of course he will be sent to the reincarnation of Soul Society."

Akira Kisaragi glanced at Urahara Kisuke with a look that looked like a fool, and he still had to ask such an obvious question, wouldn't this guy have his brain damaged by him?

Urahara Kisuke was a little dumbfounded.

He thought Kisaragi Ming was going to hell to cause destruction, but he didn't expect to target other people's population resources.

Is this a bit...

Before he could speak, the power of the Royal Eye appeared in the laboratory.

Under Kisaragi Akira's dazzling operation, before the dead could figure out the situation, their souls were disintegrated and returned to the embrace of the Soul Society.

The main theme is a resolute and unprepared move.

Because of the previous experience, Ru Yueming was worried that Hell would react and directly abduct the deceased.

So in order to prevent something like this from happening again, we simply decomposed the deceased in advance.

Such a bold act inevitably made Urahara Kisuke's eyes twitch.

But after thinking about it, I couldn't blame my captain from the moral high ground.

strictly speaking.

By doing this, Ru Yueming is also saving the future of the Three Realms.

"Successfully sent to reincarnation."

Ruyue Ming nodded with satisfaction. Although this could not cause substantial damage to Hell, it could still calm the opponent.

If you are not rude in return, how can you deserve to suffer in vain?

…………

In the next few years, as Akira Kisaragi's life returned to boring life again, the Soul Society began to become peaceful.

He and Old Man Shan fight each other every day to confirm each other's cultivation progress.

Occasionally, I go to hell to catch the autumn breeze and fish without boundaries.

From time to time, he guides the people of the 11th Division to speed up their cultivation.

It is worth mentioning that.

Akira Kisaragi discovered an interesting thing. Due to the cultivation atmosphere, not only the strength of Dongsenko Village has improved rapidly, but even the team members below have also made great progress.

After some thinking and observation, he found the answer.

Because the God of Death is a species of immortality, their diligence is not the same as the diligence of humans in this world.

Like human beings in this world, they can study for sixteen or even eighteen hours in a twenty-four-hour day.

On the other hand, the Shinigami, in addition to their daily work, practice for three or four hours every day and are exhausted.

It’s no wonder that in the battle of Karakura Town, I kept my promise, and when the bloody battle came, I struck hard.

Obviously the two wars were not that long apart, but the strength of the Shinigami has increased again and again.

But it's different now. Because the cultivation atmosphere of Squad 11 has been aroused, every one of the team members has become a roll king.

In addition to eating, sleeping and performing tasks, they were either fighting each other or training like crazy. The intensity was so high that it was jaw-dropping.

The most surprising thing is the Komamura left formation.

"Captain, Lord Palace Secretary!"

The big dog found Ru Yueming with a face full of joy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raised crazily:

"I'm done!"

"What has become of you?"

Ru Yueming looked surprised and full of confusion.

Could it be that Komamura has been assimilated by Zaraki because he has been together for too long?

The appearance of this irrational and reckless man is really unsettling.

"plz follow me."

One person and one dog walked towards the back hill of Squadron 11.

Seeing this, Urahara Kisuke couldn't restrain his curiosity and followed him.

Sensing the movement, Nie Yuli frowned, thought for a moment, and left the laboratory.

Near the deserted back mountain.

Komamura's left formation clenched his Zanpakutō with both hands and unleashed an unprecedented amount of powerful spiritual pressure.

A crimson light rose into the sky, stirring up dust all over the sky. A terrifying pressure filled the surroundings, and the earth trembled slightly.

When the power reached the limit, Komamura's eyes opened angrily, his bloody mouth suddenly opened, and he let out a deafening roar:

"Swastika!"

"The Black Rope Heavenly Punishment King!"

Seeing this, Urahara Kisuke opened his eyes wide and looked a little shocked.

He thought about many things, such as Komamura developing new moves or improving his spiritual pressure, but he never expected to master the swastika.

Nirvana was also a little surprised.

His understanding of swastika was learned through the Tenshin Body. Compared with Komamura, he is a bit incompetent.

The red light is blazing, becoming more and more dazzling.

The ground around Komamura's left formation let out an overwhelmed wail, and cracks appeared on the left and right sides of his feet.

Buzz——

The air trembled, and the red light turned into a huge thing standing near the back mountain, its height even surpassing the peak next to it.

It was a huge black-armored warrior a hundred meters tall, with a red scarf hanging on his face, and a pair of golden pupils exuding a violent aura.

His whole body was covered in thick armor, and a thick black rope was tied behind his back. His right hand held a giant blade tens of meters tall.

Let’s not talk about whether he is strong or not, but he does look fierce.

Just standing there gives people a strong sense of oppression and makes it difficult to breathe.

"Captain, do you want to try my swastika?"

Komamura stood under the black-armored warrior and showed what he thought was a kind smile.

Because of the influence of Akira Kisaragi and Kenpachi Zaraki, Komamura is now a little more aggressive than in the original work.

And more militant.

It's hard to master swastika. It would be a pity not to give it a try.

As for who could withstand the swastika attack without being harmed, Komamura thought about it and could only think of his own captain.

Hearing this, Ru Yueming grinned: "Give it a try!"

It is better to obey orders than to be respectful.

There was a bit of ferocity in Komamura Zuozhen's smile, and he was boiling with fighting spirit. He clenched the Zanpakutō with both hands, condensed all his spiritual pressure, and slashed forward with all his strength.

The black-armored warrior synchronized with his movements, stepping forward, and immediately there was a burst of impact visible to the naked eye, dust was stirred up, and the ground cracked.

Even the mountain peak not far away had several cracks opened as a result.

The strong wind roared, and the giant blade tens of meters long seemed to cut through the space, falling towards the bright moon like a meteorite from the sky.

"I bet Komamura can carry two swords."

"The maximum number is one knife, and the swastika will be broken into pieces."

Two unscrupulous guys hid in the ghost barrier and started placing bets while the two were fighting.

The loser has to give the other party a year's worth of food.

Seeing Nirvana betting twice, Urahara Kisuke snorted and sneered.

Young, too young.

How can a mere swastika be compared to Ruyue Ming's violent crushing?

Judging from his recent experience of being beaten, Ru Yueming's strength has improved.

Seeing that the victory of the bet was close, but for some reason, Urahara Kisuke's eyes were filled with tears.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

Wiping away his tears, he once again focused on the upcoming battle.

This time, Ruyue Ming chose to draw his sword.

The bright sword light soared into the sky, and the tiny figure collided violently with the giant thing, just like a firefly against the bright moon.

But the moment they touched each other, the fireflies bloomed with brilliant brilliance, just like the scorching sun rising into the sky and rolling heat waves.

As the aftermath of the impact fell, the ground suddenly cracked, and countless trees were uprooted and torn into pieces in the raging storm. The scene was once very spectacular.

The sound of rumbling resounded throughout the team building.

Amid this deafening echo, Komamura's left formation actually had the illusion of being hit head-on by a meteorite.

The giant blade in the hands of the black-armored warrior began to collapse, and countless cracks appeared on the blade.

The next moment, his expression changed suddenly.

The terrifying impact force was transmitted from the black-armored warrior to Komamura's body. When the armor was shattered, the remaining force was also impacting his internal organs.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, immediately dyeing the Death Tyrant suit in front of him red.

The burly body made an overwhelming sound of shattering. When the fragments of the giant blade were scattered, Komamura's left formation also fell to his knees helplessly.

Falling down with a crash.

"I lost."

Nie Shuli had no intention of cheating. He frowned and asked puzzledly: "But why do you know the captain's strength so well?"

Urahara Kisuke's lips twitched: "Don't ask, it's all based on experience."

I will cry if I continue.

In the battle with Akira Kisaragi, he took out Kannon and opened the red Himigai, but he was beaten. The Komamura Zuozhen had just mastered the swastika, how could he withstand the sword of this monster?

This result is absolutely normal.

Ruyue Ming picked up the injured and unconscious big dog, patted the plush head that felt great, and sighed:

"You still have to practice, Wang-chan."

…………

The news that the Komamura Left Front has mastery of the swastika spread like wildfire.

The news immediately spread throughout the 11th Division.

Everyone asked the Komamura left formation for confirmation, and after receiving accurate answers, they all started to cry out, and they all accused Komamura Uchimaki of not being human.

It also arouses the competitive spirit of others.

If a big dog can do it, can’t I?

Soon, the 11th Division was blown by the inward wind again.

What's more, he went directly to Zaraki Kenpachi and tried to improve his strength through fighting.

Of course, the end is also tragic.

At this time of prosperity and vigorous development, Aizen, who lives in Xuye Palace, also brought good news.

"The Arrancar technology has been perfected."

"The first phase of the Arrancar Plan is ready to begin..."