Death: This Death is not serious

Seireitei, the underground training ground of Aozaki's group.

"Let's make it clear first, this fight will only decide the winner, not the life or death."

Aozaki Mayu looked down at Unohana Retsu, whose hair was untied and disheveled, and said with a smile. The scar just below the collarbone was shocking.

"Are you afraid of losing your life here? You were not such a child before, or have you lost your former spirit after years of affluent life?"

Unohana Retsu frowned, his eyes turned cold, and he asked with some disappointment.

"I just don't want to lose you, so I told you in advance."

Even people with low emotional intelligence know that Unohana Retsu is angry at this time, but that cold face can't shake Aozaki Mayu's thoughts.

Unohana Retsu was stunned, "You are indeed much bolder than before." She shook her head and said with a smile, "I can promise you that there is no need for us to fight to the death."

"If I kill the captain's beloved disciple, the captain will probably fight me to death."

"But you also know my ability. Ordinary injuries can be cured as long as there is still a breath, so you have to use all your strength."

"Even if you lose this time, you can continue to grow with your talent, and we can keep fighting!"

As the voice fell, Unohana Retsu's expression suddenly changed, and a weird smile appeared on his face, as creepy as a devil from hell.

"Ah! That's right! Let's fight forever!" Aozaki Mayu grinned, and his handsome face began to twist wildly, "Please make me happy! Unohana Retsu!"

"You are... the man I like! Finally... finally... this day has come!!"

Unohana Retsu, who couldn't wait to draw out his Zanpakutō, was so excited that his face flushed, and his eyes were filled with strong excitement and fighting spirit.

Hearing her words, Aozaki Mayu couldn't help but smile.

I have to admit that she is a crazy woman, but she suits Aozaki Mayu's appetite very well.

"Come on."

Everything developed as the two expected, and there was no need for more nonsense.

Unohana Retsu raised the long and curved samurai sword in his hand, which contained a heart-pounding cold light and endless murderous intent.

Swish, swish, swish! !

Unohana Retsu's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and her whole body burst out with terrifying speed and strength under the impetus of spiritual pressure. Wherever she passed, there were flashing tearing sounds in the air, and circles of spiritual energy waves were derived.

Facing the "monster-like genius" recognized by Yamamoto, Unohana Retsu had no need to hold back, nor did she have the qualifications to show mercy.

With the unreserved increase in spiritual pressure, her speed even surpassed that of Shifengyuan Yoruichi, whose title of "Shunshin" had been recognized by old man Yamamoto!

With such a fast speed, ordinary captains like Kensei Rokuguruma in the Gotei 13 would probably find it difficult to catch Unohana Retsu's moving trajectory.

Aozaki Mayuki only felt a gust of wind suddenly hit her with a fierce momentum.

He walked forward fearlessly, his eyes fixed on the gradually clear figure, and at the same time waved the long sword in his hand, ready to meet the upcoming blade.

Clang! !

In an instant, a crisp collision sound resounded all around.

Wanxiang Senluo and Nishizuku collided fiercely, stirring up a wave of spirit particles.

These spirit particles spread rapidly from the blade like ripples, forming a strong gust of wind, blowing the long hair of the two people and flying wantonly.

Aozaki Mayu exerted force in her hands, and Unohana Retsu involuntarily took a step back under the impact of this huge force.

She hurriedly changed the way she held the knife, and used both hands to hold the handle tightly, and then she barely stabilized her body.

Unohana Retsu's face showed a trace of astonishment,

Obviously, she couldn't understand why the two sides were obviously equal in spiritual pressure, but she was at a disadvantage in a pure strength contest.

She had absolute confidence in her own strength, but everything that happened before her made her confused and surprised.

It was not until this moment that Unohana Retsu really realized that the little man standing in front of her was no longer the same as before.

The child who sometimes acted timidly in front of her has now grown into a real strong man.

If it were any other captain who was slightly weaker, and took on Aozaki Mayuki's sword without releasing his Zanpakutō at this moment, the consequences would be disastrous.

At the very least, he would be injured, and at the worst, he would be killed on the spot!

But she is the greatest villain in the history of Soul Society, one of the strongest Shinigami in the Gotei 13.

"Sure enough... very strong..."

This kind of power.

It's as strong as a monster!

I can't understand it, and I can't understand it.

I can't figure out why this little man can exert such terrible power.

Unohana Retsu came back to his senses, and the smile on his face became even stronger, the fanatical excitement and excitement could not be concealed!

Only when you are strong enough can you enjoy fighting. What's the point of trampling on the weak?

"You are worthy of being the man I recognize!"

"Satsuki, only a man like you is qualified to be my opponent for life!!"

As soon as the voice fell, the blue spiritual pressure visible to the naked eye spread from Unohana Retsu's body.

Slash!

Or slash!

Continuously!

Unohana Retsu paused slightly and looked around, holding the sword horizontally in front of his chest with both hands, and slowly fell with blue spiritual pressure.

More sword lights chopped over, and Unohana Retsu had no time to distinguish whether it was a fake move or a real attack, just like the teaching decades ago, when she was the teacher and he was the student.

And now they are standing at the same height.

Without hesitation, and not wanting to consider any results, the storm of the blade slashed out again.

What is fighting? Just swing the sword in your hand!

Aozaki Mayu did not flinch, but took a step forward in the face of the storm.

The long sword in his hand was like a phantom, dazzling.

Heavy and swift!

Unohana Retsu let his instinct control his body, and the long sword in his hand moved without extra thinking.

Completely in a state of intoxication, Unohana Retsu was like an elegant dancer, and the meat cut the air with a whistle.

Close at hand, Aozaki Mayu blocked every blade light, from every angle.

This man and that child are indeed different.

Unohana Retsu felt that the wound on his chest seemed to transmit a tingling sensation again.

If that child was a crazy and dangerous beast, then this man was the same swordsman as himself.

His body was gradually unable to keep up with the other party's rhythm. It stands to reason that he had fought for hundreds of years before he sealed his sword, and his swordsmanship was honed in endless blood and pain. He should not be inferior to the little man in front of him.

But the fact is that no matter how I strike, it will be blocked, no matter how tricky the angle is, it will be seen through.

The bloodstains on the body are increasing, but there is no fatal wound. It is obvious that this little man showed mercy.

But how can this be done? In a fight, you should not fear life and death, whether it is your own or your opponent's.

"That's not enough, you want to conquer me, right?" Unohana Retsu said as he swung the knife.