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

Arima Shizuka was not surprised by this result.

After all, he already had enough information at hand - it was not the first time he had fought with Oni Yancheng, and with the help of Aizen, the members of the 11th Division who were originally in the way had all retreated.

The "parameters" that could affect his predictions were basically fixed.

Facing the maze that was like a dead object, Arima Shizuka found the exit.

It was here...

The spiritual pressure that returned was condensed in his whole body, and under conscious control, it gave you a sharp shape like a sharp knife.

He took a step forward and turned sideways.

It was an extremely simple, even "abstract" action, but he accurately avoided the vertical slash that was chopped towards his face.

Arima Shizuka also dodged.

But the evil wind and murderous intent aroused by the force had not dissipated. Instead, it was like a thin and sharp needle, piercing through the clothes and seeping into the flesh.

If he was hit, even if he was now, he would probably lose his ability to move immediately.

It was really terrifying.

Thinking, Arima Jingye turned the tip of the knife and stabbed it straight towards Gui Yancheng.

The action was straightforward and simple, but it stabbed Gui Yancheng's chest at an extremely strange angle.

He succeeded, but Arima Jingye was not happy at all.

After all, the feedback was too shallow, as if he had stabbed on a very thick steel plate.

"Hey, kid."

Gui Yancheng's sneer was merciless.

"I don't plan to use a sneak attack this time. Do you think I couldn't kill you last time, so you have confidence in your own strength?"

"Although you have made some progress, you want to fight me, you guy..."

"You underestimate me too much!"

With a shout, Gui Yancheng's eyes widened with anger, and he raised his leg and kicked Arima Jingye fiercely!

Arima Jingye's face did not change at all. He just stepped sideways half a step and avoided the heavy blow to his chest.

Then he half-raised his right hand, and quickly brewed the spiritual pressure on it until it gathered and formed.

The bright and vivid red color began to boil, igniting the air, rendering a hot and dazzling brilliance.

The thirty-one red fire cannons of the broken way.

The air contracted.

It bloomed again in an instant.

Boom! ! !

The flames unique to the ghost way rushed up to the sky, blooming in a spiral shape in the sky.

He was able to make such a commotion but still had the confidence, which was also because of Aizen's backup.

Arima Shizuka also took the opportunity to pull away and retreated to a position more than ten meters away and stood still.

The attack and defense that just happened were all expected, and there was no surprise.

This is indeed where Arima Shizuka saw the future.

He silently clenched the Zanpakutō in his hand, and at this moment he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

'Sure enough, it's too shallow. '

The gap between the spiritual power is something that is beyond words. For the god of death, this thing is an insurmountable gap.

Your own attack will be offset, while the opponent's damage can be easily doubled.

This situation of one gaining and the other losing is exactly the problem that Arima Shizuya must face.

Previously, he was able to hurt the opponent by "unexpectedly" by relying on the sneak attack, but that situation itself was also an accident.

It is a level that can be prevented as long as you are careful enough.

So.

'Use Zanpakutō as a feint, and use Kidō for the main attack. '

This is the conclusion that Arima Shizuya has come to at this moment, and it is also one of the "future" directions that can gain the upper hand.

Just keep doing this for a few times. Although the loss of spiritual power will be great, the physical strength gap between the two sides will be widened.

After that, Gui Yancheng will show signs of fatigue - this is the future that can be glimpsed.

But this kind of thing itself is not very realistic.

Because Gui Yancheng, who is bathed in fire, is walking slowly from the thick smoke.

His shirt is on fire, and the thick sweat hair and flesh are sleeping and breathing, like a black bear with fur peeled off.

Just looking at it gives people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"Hey..."

Genjo's upturned nostrils trembled slightly, his ferocious face twisted, revealing a smile without any kindness.

"I thought your ability was strange before, you can always find the most subtle angle to dodge and counterattack."

"Now I am sure that your ability should be something like predicting the future."

"I am really envious, this kind of thing should be my ability."

It is not surprising to come to such a conclusion.

After all, the opponent is also a captain-level figure, no matter how stupid he is, he should have this level of combat instinct.

The question is what to do after knowing the ability-how will Genjo respond?

Under the gaze of Arima Shizuya, this thick and beast-like man raised the Zanpakutō in his hand.

He bared his teeth, like a beast that has set its posture after staring at its prey.

"In the Soul Society, captain-level figures are not allowed to release their Zanpakutō."

"I don't want to cause unnecessary trouble, but you really annoy me. Now, just seeing this face makes me feel tight in my chest."

"So kid, I have made a decision... Even if I am pursued by Mr. Yamamoto, I have to kill you."

Anger, shame, resentment... All kinds of emotions are meaningless at this moment.

After all, in the eyes of Oni Yancheng, who has put aside his ethical values, the other party is already dead.

Who would be angry with such a non-existent thing?

The source of his arrogant attitude is his absolutely invincible power.

Huh...

A faint hum was heard.

Standing on the opposite side, Arima Shizuya could clearly feel that the air around him was rolling back.

Wind.

It was gathering towards the Zanpakutō in Kiganjo's hand.

What is this? It was like a black hole, sucking everything around it and gathering it in. It was so exaggerated.

Can the release of a Zanpakutō have such power?

Comparing himself horizontally, Arima Shizuya's expression was inevitably a little nervous.

After all, this was his first time facing the release of a captain-level figure's Zanpakutō, and he had no idea how strong the opponent was.

His heart was pounding and his body was tense.

It was in this tense situation, even with 120% concentration.

Kiganjo Kenpachi grinned and shouted in a low voice.

"Trash him, Yanma Daitsuchi."

Bang! ! !

The wind and waves far stronger than the ghost path rolled back and hit Arima Shizuka fiercely.

The person involved couldn't help but take a half step back at this moment, and the expression on his face became much more serious.

Disappeared.

Not only the original Oni Yancheng Kenpachi.

Even the future that he could see disappeared at this moment.

There was no surprise about this result. After all, Oni Yancheng Kenpachi, who was the "reference object", modified his parameters.

The theories so far are naturally not applicable.

Then...

What kind of strength can Oni Yancheng, who has released his Zanpakutō, exert?

Thoughts condensed, Arima Shizuka also looked at the twisted figure not far in front of him - the originally thick figure swelled again, and now it was probably more than three meters tall.

There were twisted and bright black lines on his body, like some kind of unknown tattoo.

It made Oni Yancheng look as hideous as an evil ghost.

However, compared to these.

What Arima Shizuka was most concerned about was the Zanpakutō in his hand... No, it was no longer a sword.

Long strips, as thick as the body.

Sharp needles are densely arranged in it, swallowing up the moonlight.

This is... Kiyomaru's Zanpakutō?

As his mind was condensed, Arima Shizuka also saw that the other party had taken a driving stance.

Half sideways, he took a half step forward with his left foot... As if he was going to throw the hammer in his hand, Kiyomaru made a gesture of accumulating power.

What does he want to do?

The other party can't touch him at this distance. Is he going to throw out his Zanpakutō?

Not understanding the other party's intention, Arima Shizuka can only raise his whole body and mind as much as possible.

It's coming.

"Boy, let's stop this boring farce."

A shout.

The thick and long hammer fell fiercely.

Then, the whole sky seemed to be torn apart...

It was impossible to see clearly. Arima Shizuka was just dazed for a while, and then he felt that his whole body became extremely dull.

What happened...

The consciousness was a little hazy, but fortunately he didn't completely lose the ability to think.

I can feel that I should have fallen to the ground.

Was I pressed down by the spiritual pressure? Or was I simply knocked away by something like sword energy? I'm not sure... After all, the ability of Oni Yancheng's Zanpakuto is unknown.

My body is so heavy.

I am fighting Oni Yancheng, how can I be distracted at this time?

I want to stand up.

I curl my legs hard, drive my waist to support my upper body to "straighten".

Very good, I just need to stand up again. Because I am a little weak, I need to support myself at this time...

Hand.

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The left hand fell not far from me.

Soaked in blood, bones and flesh separated, miserable.

Arima Shizuka, who realized it later, suddenly felt severe pain. He opened his mouth slightly and found that he couldn't say a word.

Breathing, breathing.

But this simple action seemed so difficult at this moment.

Because not only his left arm, but also Arima Shizuya's left half of his body, was now covered in blood.

The muscles were twisted into a ball, and his organs were exposed.

Only half of his lungs were left.

"Cough, cough... puff!"

Arima Shizuya fell to the ground in a mess, his eyes slightly fixed, and at this moment he only saw that Gui Yancheng had retracted his posture.

He was dragging the Yama hammer towards this side slowly.

"It hurts, right? Well, after all, it's my method, so that's natural."

"Yanma hammer can stir the air, allowing me to hit the opponent regardless of the distance."

"So even though you are still more than ten meters away from me, it doesn't make any sense to me at all."

"By the way, I was aiming at your head... but in the end, you still managed to dodge it."

"What a talent that makes people sigh."

In time, it shouldn't be a problem to surpass me.

That's why.

Gui Yancheng showed a ferocious smile and raised the Yama hammer above his head.

"You should die."

Arima Jing also struggled to look up, his eyes passed through Guiyan Castle and fell on the cold moon.

Am I going to die?

Me? Right here? Right now?

Thoughts were complicated and confusing. The bow in his right hand was still tightly grasped, and the iron chain on it suddenly tightened, and now it was deeply embedded in the flesh.

Something seemed to be changing... but it seemed too late?

Because the sharp weapon broke through the air and fell.

The sledgehammer smashed down fiercely.

It completely penetrated and shattered Arima Shizuya's body.

The turbid flesh and blood splashed up and stuck to Gui Yancheng's face, making him smile triumphantly.

It's all over.