A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Let's turn the time back to three days ago.

After Frank was defeated by Jianpachi, a black figure suddenly appeared, and secretly took away him who was seriously injured and dying.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a cave. The serious injury on his chest had been treated, wrapped in a thick white bandage, and even tied a cute bow.

bow...

This familiar knotting technique reminded Frank of a person.

When he turned his head away, he saw Yinmeng sitting beside him, fiddling with something weird. From the outside, it looked like a white puppet in the shape of a human, but it looked a little weird.

"You finally woke up..."

Sensing that the people behind woke up, Yinmeng clapped his hands and put down the puppet, turned around and puffed his cheeks, and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you that you should never fight when you meet a captain-level god of death, and run away immediately?"

"I want to run..."

Frank pulled a bitter smile, but because the wound on his chest was involved in too much movement, he gasped in pain: "By the time I bump into the captain of the [-]th squad, I won't be able to run away."

"Who made you so unlucky."

Yinmeng twitched the corners of her lips, and looked at Frank with pity: "However, meeting Saragi Kenpachi and being alive is already very lucky. After all, the prey that is targeted by that beast will usually be ruthlessly torn to shreds."

"Lucky indeed..."

Frank let out a sigh of relief.

The indomitable and heavy saber movement seemed to cut open the sky and the earth. The boundless golden saber light made the entire space and even the atmosphere tremble. Just by looking at it, one would feel that one would be torn apart.

The Beast... lives up to its name.

When fighting Zaragi Kenpachi, with that frightening and crazy fighting spirit, even a person like him who has been wandering on the edge of life and death all year round will inevitably feel a kind of fear from the soul.

"Yinmeng... What is Lord's plan?" Frank raised his hand, looking at the cracked palm, his eyes were a little dazed for a while: "I don't think that just a few of us have the ability to Save Tony from those monsters."

"I don't know~ Brother didn't tell me." Yinmeng shook his head and said, "And it's not like you have no chance at all."

"Hehe...don't comfort me."

Bitterness appeared on Frank's face, and he sighed heavily: "Although it's a little boastful to say this, I should be regarded as one of the strongest among the seven, perhaps second only to the angry Hulk."

"Almost~" Yinmeng didn't deny this point, nodded and said: "Your spiritual pressure after breaking out has broken through the fourth level, which is considered the strongest among the seven people. It will not be your opponent."

"and then?"

The bitterness on Frank's face became more intense, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes: "Even if I use 'Together', I can't catch Kenpachi Zaraki's sword, let alone what will happen if it is replaced by someone else. "

From all the battlefields he has experienced so far, no matter how tragic the situation is, he is not as hopeless as he is today.

There was no hope of winning at all, and despair was like a shadow from the beginning to the end, shrouding his head, and there was no hope at all.

"The case of Saraki Kenpachi...some exceptions."

Yinmeng patted Frank on the shoulder and comforted him: "Even in the thirteenth team, he is quite a special captain, and he is the strongest team."

"So what? He didn't even use Shijie!"

Frank shook his head, and said bitterly, "I don't need you to comfort me, I know how big the gap is."

The power of the Shinigami lies in the Zanpakuto, and Shijie and Swastika will greatly improve the combat ability of a Shinigami, and this improvement is a huge span of multiples.

So from Frank's point of view, you can feel his despair.

I fought with all my strength, but I couldn't even force a captain's initial solution.

"Uh...you misunderstood."

Yinmeng's face was a little weird, his lips twitched a few times, and he said: "The man's situation is a bit special, he is the only one in the long history of the corpse soul world, who can neither sijie nor shijie, but can be the eleventh The squad leader's monster."

"No...won't 卍护, and won't start to do it?!" Frank got up from the ground all of a sudden, the newly healed wound on his chest was torn again, making his painful face distorted, and he couldn't help crying Taking a breath: "Wait, how did he become the captain?"

"Don't move around, the wound will open!"

Yinmeng raised his hand and pushed Frank back, gave him a reproachful look, and then explained: "Saragi Kenpachi challenged and killed the previous captain of the [-]th squad in front of more than [-] team members, and inherited Kenpachi. The name and the captain position of the [-]th team."

"Can it still be like this?"

Frank frowned, he didn't expect that the seemingly peaceful Seireitei would have such primitive and cruel selection.

"This selection mode is limited to the [-]th squad." Yinmeng said it was not the case, saying: "The [-]th squad is a fighting force, and the captains of all generations will inherit the name of Jianba, so there is such a cruel selection. model."

"What do you mean by 'Sword Eight' you always say?" Frank asked suspiciously.

"It means... the strongest swordsman in the soul world."

When talking about this, Yinmeng seemed to think of something ridiculous, covered his mouth and smiled lightly: "But except for the current Kenpachi, the previous two generations of Kenpachi are not qualified."

The eleventh Kenpachi is Saragi, so the name of the monster is needless to say.

But Yancheng, the tenth generation of sword eight ghosts, was evaluated as a rather stupid guy.

The ninth-generation Kenpachi Gosuke, who was born as the vice-captain of the eighth-generation Kenpachi, is the weakest in history. He is the only waste who has not won the name of Kenpachi by challenging the previous generation.

"If you say that... isn't that guy more terrifying?" Frank's eyes twitched, and he said in horror: "The guy who doesn't even know the name of Zanpakuto can rank among the best among the captains." .”

"In a sense, it's true to think so."

Yinmeng thought about it carefully, and then said: "But being able to fight Zaraki Kenpachi to that level, doesn't it just show your strength, and you are already approaching the captain-level god of death?"

"Uh...seem to be the same?"

Frank froze for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a little ecstatic.

It turned out that he was not as weak as he thought, and he could already approach the captain level in the initial solution state, and he was even the captain of the [-]th team with the title of the strongest swordsman in the soul world and the title of sword eight!

Thinking about it this way...it's not hopeless!

"so!"

Yinmeng patted him heavily on the shoulder, his big dark eyes shimmered, and encouraged him: "In order for you to defeat him, I specially prepared a special training for you, allowing you to learn how to interpret in three days." !"

"Three days...to learn swastika?!"

As soon as these words came out, Frank's heart was shocked, and there was a stormy sea: "Really...really? You are not lying to me!"

How difficult it is to learn the swastika, although he has not experienced it personally, Frank already has a general understanding.

Usually, only after hundreds of years of tempering, deepening the connection with Zanpakutō and strengthening Reiatsu, will there be a one in ten thousand Shinigami who has the opportunity to manifest Zanpakutō, talk to it and make it enter a state of submission.

There are tens of thousands of gods of death in the world of corpses and souls, but there are only a few dozen people who can master the essence of swastika, and the difficulty is self-evident.

And Yinmeng actually said that he was going to learn to swastika within three days? !

"Trust me~"

Yinmeng said confidently: "Three days, including teaching and meeting!"