From Spring to Death

"Disappeared!"

"Where?"

Kamiyuki Yuma didn't even blink, and Ichimaru Gin disappeared from his sight.

"Kid, where are you looking?"

Ichimaru Gin's voice appeared behind Kamiyuki Yuma.

"Ah!"

Kamiyuki Yuma felt a huge force hitting his waist and abdomen, and a piercing pain came.

This force made him unable to bear it, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. In the air, his body rolled involuntarily, and the scene in front of him became blurred.

His body rolled on the ground for more than ten rounds before stopping.

Kamiyuki Yuma's clothes were torn, and he stood up with all his strength.

"You can still get up, it seems that you are very durable!"

"Didn't you say that there would be no pain and it would be over soon?"

"It seems that you didn't do it."

When Ichimaru Gin kicked over, Kamiyuki Yuma blocked it with his scabbard.

"You still have the energy to provoke me?"

"Kid, are you ready?"

Ichimaru Gin drew out his Zanpakutō, which was obviously shorter than a normal Zanpakutō.

"Oh, it seems that you know the power of my Zanpakutō."

"I am really getting more and more interested in you."

After Ichimaru Gin pointed his Zanpakutō at Kamiba Yuma, Kamiba Yuma's body made an obvious dodging movement.

Although Ichimaru Gin never concealed his Shikai, he had no impression of Kamiba Yuma.

He knew all the Shinigami in Soul Society without saying anything, but he could call them by name as long as he met them.

"Since you know my Shikai, let's try and see if you can dodge it!"

"Shoot him, God Gun!"

Ichimaru Gin's Zanpakutō came directly in front of Kamiba Yuma in the blink of an eye.

Even though he was well prepared, Kamiba Yuma was almost pierced through the heart by this knife.

"Good reaction ability, but it's not enough!"

Kamiyujin held the knife with both hands to block the divine spear in front of his chest.

He was now pinned to the wall by the divine spear pressing down on his Zanpakuto.

After the divine spear was put back, Kamyujin rubbed his chest. Needless to say, a dark red mark had been pressed out here.

Before Kamyujin could come to his senses, Ichimaru Gin pointed the knife at him again.

Ichimaru Gin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, looked at Kamyujin with indifference, and chopped down the knife in his hand without hesitation. This knife seemed simple, but it was extremely fast. It passed through the air in the blink of an eye. The blade of the short knife stretched out rapidly and passed over Kamyujin's body in an instant.

Kamyujin's face was solemn. He quickly raised the knife in his hand and hastily crossed it across his shoulder, trying to block Ichimaru Gin's attack.

However, when the two swords collided, a huge force came from Ichimaru Gin's sword, directly forcing Kamiba Yuma to kneel on one knee.

The moment the knee touched the ground, there was a dull sound, and obvious cracks appeared on the ground, as if it could not bear this pressure. And Kamiba Yuma's face became more and more ugly. He gritted his teeth and tried to resist Ichimaru Gin's attack.

Ichimaru Gin only used one hand to force Kamiba Yuma to this point.

And Ichimaru Gin has never been serious.

Even among the captains of the Thirteenth Guardian Squad, he belongs to the middle and upper group.

The battle of the god of death is a battle of spiritual pressure in the final analysis.

With Ichimaru Gin's spiritual pressure level, it is easy to hold Kamiba Yuma with one hand.

Ichimaru Gin walked towards Kamiba Yuma step by step, and the divine spear shortened as Ichimaru Gin approached until Ichimaru Gin came in front of Kamiba Yuma.

"Oh my, it seems that I beat you up badly!"

Ichimaru Gin grabbed Kamiyuki Yuma's hair and asked him to raise his head.

"I just look a little miserable."

"You are even more miserable if you can't take back your beloved's things?"

"It must be very comfortable to be a dog for your enemy for more than a hundred years!"

After listening to Kamiyuki Yuma's words, the cold smile on his face disappeared.

For so many years, he has been disguising himself very well. Although he knows that he can't fool Aizen, he has never revealed a trace of murderous intent in front of Aizen.

And today, facing this kid who angered him, Ichimaru Gin couldn't control his temper for the first time.

Ichimaru Gin grabbed Kamiyuki Yuma's shoulder and threw him out directly.

"Shoot him, God Gun!"

Kamiyuki Yuma, who was in the air, struggled to resist the knife tips that kept stabbing at him. He rolled and dodged flexibly in the air, but those knife tips followed him closely like a shadow. Every time he blocked the attack of the magic gun, more knife tips would stab him from all directions, putting him in a passive position.

Under the control of Ichimaru Gin, the magic gun seemed to have life.Generally, he kept changing the direction and angle and continued to thrust at Shen Yu Yu Zhen.

Although Shen Yu Yu Zhen had tried his best, he still couldn't completely avoid all the attacks. There were more and more wounds on his body, and blood stained his clothes red.

"I can't go on like this!"

"The attack of the divine spear is getting closer and closer to my vitals. He really wants me to die this time~"

Shen Yu Yu Zhen realized that he couldn't go on like this. So, he took a deep breath and prepared to launch a final counterattack.

"Instant step!"

Shen Yu Yu Zhen disappeared in the air and appeared behind Ichimaru Gin, swinging the knife at his neck.

The divine spear turned the direction of the tip of the knife in Ichimaru Gin's hand. The next moment, when Shen Yu Yu Zhen's blade was less than one millimeter away from Ichimaru Gin's neck, the divine spear pierced Shen Yu Yu Zhen's shoulder.

The divine spear continued to extend, nailing Shen Yu Yu Zhen to the wall again.

"You have the courage to swing your sword at a strong enemy, but that's all."

"You angered me, but I finally vented my inner feelings."

"I have to thank you."

Ichimaru Gin was a few hundred meters away from Kamiyuki Yuma, and the blade of the divine spear slowly retracted. The blood stains on it left a blood line of several hundred meters on the ground as the divine spear was retracted.

"Ahem."

Kamiyuki Yuma, who had lost too much blood and suffered severe injuries in many parts of his body, felt the feeling of being on the verge of death for the first time.

But he did not let go of the Zanpakutō in his hand.

His goal was to master the Shikai.

His system picked such an opponent for him, which meant that Ichimaru Gin should be able to help Kamiyuki Yuma master the Shikai. It couldn't be picked randomly!

At this time, Kamiyuki Yuma's Zanpakutō had been dyed red by Kamiyuki Yuma's blood.

Kamiyuki Yuma stood up with his sword.

But his chest was still bleeding.

"I'm immortal here, why don't you be a little more ruthless?"

"Even with that, you can't force me to use my Shikai!"

Although he was beaten like this, Kanyu Yuma still didn't give in.