Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training

What is a Zanpakutō?

Arima Shizuya has pondered this question several times and tried to summarize it.

And the answer he got has never changed.

It is like a mirror, capturing the will deep inside the heart of the Shinigami, the hidden soul and the truth, and reflecting it.

‘Find the other side of yourself.’

‘Contact and talk.’

‘After that... you can try to accept the self that is not so pleasing.’

The procedure is not complicated, after all, the so-called Shikai is like this.

Reflection, summary, until reconciliation with one's own heart... Although it is a difficult and difficult task for many team members.

But as long as the Shinigami who serve as vice-captains and chief officers have more or less mastered the power of this stage.

And Arima Shizuya's spiritual pressure has reached the level of seventh-level spiritual power.

This means that the boy's hard conditions have been met - he has enough reserves and perfect physical strength to welcome further power.

But therein lies the problem.

At the confusing crossroads, Arima Shizuya wandered for an unknown period of time, but never saw his own "mind image".

Was it because he had not done well enough?

Or was the other party hinting that Arima Shizuya was lacking something, so he was unwilling to show up?

Even worse, was he actually a guy with a bad taste in his subconscious mind, just wanting to embarrass himself?

All kinds of thoughts swirled in his mind, making Arima Shizuya really annoyed for a long time.

And at this moment, in this momentary pause.

Arima Shizuya finally caught this once-in-a-lifetime inspiration and understood its original meaning.

The crossroads was not a maze to trap him.

It was a container, an illusion of Arima Shizuya, and also the place where his true appearance was.

In other words, he was not rejected, but he was standing on the answer from the beginning without knowing it.

Constantly looping, constantly wandering. Repeating this seemingly meaningless behavior over and over again... Just like the dream that Arima Shizuya has experienced these days.

That's right.

Your name is...

'Eat yourself with your tail in your mouth, Yui. '

He chanted the name of the sword quietly in his heart.

And the power hidden in Arima Shizuya's heart also began to flow at this moment and began to stir in his chest.

However, the process of releasing the Zanpakutō was unexpectedly smooth...

It can even be described as 'calm'.

It was as if a joke stone was thrown into a hundred-meter-deep ancient lake.

The rippling water and the shaking waves were soon dissipated until it returned to the deep and dead appearance.

Something has changed.

And it seems that something remains unchanged.

Kenpachi Kiyomaru seemed to feel something, and his brows frowned unconsciously, but he did not make any other more specific reactions.

It doesn't matter, it's just a weak force like the flapping of a mosquito's wings.

It can't threaten me at all.

Gui Yancheng has always trusted his intuition. After all, it was with this method that he got to the position of captain.

And the fact is exactly so.

Gui Yancheng swung his Zanpakutō fiercely.

The spiritual power was like an abyss, tearing the wind and moving... It hit Yuma Jingye's face - it should have been like this.

But the opponent used a strange method to react as if he was the last to strike.

Yuma Jingye also pulled out the Zanpakutō in his hand horizontally and placed it in front of him.

Ding! ! !

The sharp explosion made by the collision of iron tools always makes people unable to adapt.

Gui Yancheng is the same.

He subconsciously made a sound, obviously not satisfied with the result.

After all, he originally wanted to split the opponent in half like a watermelon.

But not only did he fail to do it, but he also felt that the feel was quite strange.

He could feel that his attack did not fall into the place where he was comfortable.

No.

It's better to say... this guy's parrying position is too exquisite, just this kind of weak point of force.

Is it occasional?

After all, although the sissy in front of him blocked his attack, his expression was also three points of sluggish.

It's not a trick, nor is there anything fancy.

The attack is indeed effective, but the effect is far less than expected.

Then the problem is simple and straightforward-since he is determined to crush a bug, it doesn't matter whether it's two or three times.

The result will not change.

After realizing this, Gui Yancheng did not hesitate. The moment he slightly raised the blade, his left leg had already swept quickly towards Arima Jing along the half-turned waist.

There is no way to retreat, no way to avoid.

At this critical moment, Arima Jing just pursed his lips tightly and made a fairly standard curling posture.

The calf is like a whip, but it whistles and dances like a gust of wind.

The leg hit the side of Ma Shizuya's waist, kicking the boy up like a toy and hitting the ceiling above his head.

His back was pressed against the wooden structure, and the force could not be absorbed, so he could only be stuffed into the board without control.

Arima Shizuya's face was twisted into a ball, and he could feel the severe pain in his waist... It seemed that even his ribs were injured.

The attack was still effective, but Gui Yancheng's expression became more and more impatient.

Accustomed to hacking and fighting in the streets.

Gui Yancheng was like a butcher cutting a cow, and could clearly distinguish whether his attack was effective.

And at this moment, he felt more and more strange - he just kicked a ball of cotton, and felt powerless and helpless.

The first time was an accident, and the second time was definitely not accidental.

So what did the other party do?

"Stinky kid."

The existing information was not enough to distinguish this information, and Gui Yancheng was not good at thinking... After a brief hesitation, he had made a decisive decision.

No matter what, it is always right to kill the person first.

The next attack.

There will be no possibility of missing or deflecting.

Use the spiritual pressure that bursts out to completely crush this annoying bug in one breath.

On the side of Arima Shizuya, his thoughts were constantly diverging and spreading, as if he had entered a mysterious state.

So much so that the person involved temporarily ignored the pain in his body.

'The situation has changed, and the injury to the ribs will affect the action. '

'It's necessary to make adjustments...'

An unknown light flashed in Arima Shizuya's pupils.

Now in his vision, the world has lost its original colors and turned into pure black and white.

The strong and simple color difference can filter out redundant information, allowing one's attention to be focused on the place where it should be focused.

Arima Shizuya saw it.

Four blue light bands, with him as the center, quickly drifted out to the surroundings.