It Won't Take Too Much Time (10/8)

Aizen, however, was from Rukongai and had no noble background whatsoever.

Furthermore, no noble faction intervened during the confrontation with them.

"What exactly is it?" Shinji Hirako blurted out.

Tokoyo Misao straightened up, combed his hair back with his right hand, and uttered two words:

"Handsome."

The entire dilapidated factory instantly fell silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Tokoyo Misao, who was striking a pose.

It must be said that the captain's white haori, combined with his right hand with the daffodil mark on his forehead and his delicate profile, made him look incredibly handsome.

But what does their good looks have to do with being forced into this situation?

"Misao, stop joking around now."

Rukia, standing nearby, couldn't help but voice her diss.

She was quite used to Tokoyo Misao occasionally saying some shocking things.

But after their conversation, she realized that the Visoreds weren't really enemies, but rather victims of Aizen.

She could imagine the feeling of a thousand horses galloping through the hearts of the Visored when they heard the word "cool".

"Nonsense! If you were talking about Hachigen, that would be one thing, but I'm very handsome, okay?"

Shinji Hirako pointed at Hachigen Ushōda with his left hand, brushed his bangs aside with his right hand, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, revealing a row of white teeth.

"I'm quite good-looking."

"I see, I understand what he meant."

Hiyori Sarugaki, who was originally the most irritable, suddenly nodded thoughtfully and looked at Shinji Hirako's face.

"The bald guy is no match for Aizen in terms of handsomeness, so it's normal that he lost."

"Hey, Hiyori, open your eyes and look closely at my face. Such a handsome face!"

Shinji Hirako rushed over, pressed Hiyori Sarugaki's face against his own face with both hands, and spat in his mouth.

"Is he handsome?" Lisa Yadōmaru's gaze swept over Shinji Hirako, Kensei Muguruma, Love Aikawa, and the others, before letting out a helpless sigh.

"Indeed, the difference is too great."

"Are you looking for death?! Why are you sighing while looking at my face?" Kensei Muguruma swung his fist and charged at Lisa.

The Visored instantly became incredibly noisy.

But it was precisely this noisy demeanor that completely put Rukia Kuchiki's mind at ease.

Watching them interact like this, she couldn't help but recall scenes from her time at the Shin'ō Academy of Spiritual Arts.

"Alright, stop with this nonsense. I can't stand being talked about like this anymore."

Kensei Muguruma struck with a punch and a palm strike, his eyes glaring at Tokoyo Misao, his voice filled with anger.

"You're absolutely right. It's unbearable to compare someone as elegant as me to these vulgar fellows."

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi covered the lower half of his face with his right hand.

His eyes were fixed on Tokoyo Misao, burning with rage.

"Although I'm a bit plump, I wouldn't call myself ugly."

Hachigen Ushōda's two thick fingers were constantly stirring in front of him.

Although he knew he wasn't handsome, he would still get angry if someone said it to his face.

Everyone's eyes turned to Tokoyo Misao's face at the same time.

Shinji Hirako landed on the ground, pointed to the dark passage of the abandoned factory behind him, and said with a smirk:

"Let's go have a fight."

Let's see who has more ability, intelligence, and looks.

"Alright, let's go then."

Tokoyo Misao did not refuse, and stepped into the darkness.

Chapter 89 Won't Waste Too Much Time (10/8)

"So there was such a large space beneath this abandoned factory?"

Rukia Kuchiki stood on the empty plain made of yellow sand and gravel, looking around.

Judging by sight alone, this space is over 10,000 square meters.

She asked with some curiosity, "You didn't dig up all the land in this area, did you?"

"You call yourself the young lady of the Kuchiki Clan? Don't you know this? If we dug such a big hole, the ground would sink, you idiot."

Hiyori Sarugaki finally seized her chance and immediately began to mock him.

"Does your Kuchiki Clan have no common sense education?"

"What are you saying? The Kuchiki Clan's upbringing is certainly comprehensive; it's just that I haven't studied it diligently enough."

Rukia Kuchiki retorted loudly.

"Oh, is this what family upbringing is like? The upbringing of a noble family produces such a loud and boisterous woman."

Hiyori Sarugaki smirked, her face full of disdain.

"What is that dwarf saying?"

"You're not that tall yourself, are you? Who are you calling short? Little bean, wanna fight?"

"Fine, let's fight! Who's afraid of who!"

"Stop it, you two!" Hachigen Ushōda quickly stepped forward to stop the fight.

He smiled and explained to Rukia Kuchiki:

"This space is not actually located beneath the abandoned factory."

"When we passed through that door just now, I actually made it using Kidō. We're now in a desolate wilderness."

"I see. As expected of the former Deputy Kidō Master of the Kidō Corps Path Sect, you are truly remarkable."

Rukia Kuchiki praised him lavishly, but then changed the subject.

"He's really different from some short people."

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Hiyori Sarugaki gripped her Zanpakuto with both hands, raising it high as she tried to charge forward, but was held firmly by Lisa Yadōmaru, unable to move.

"Stop fooling around, now is not the time for us to fight." Lisa Yadōmaru whispered in her ear, her gaze turning to Hachigen Ushōda.

Hachigen Ushōda rubbed his hands together in front of him, his gaze fixed on Tokoyo Misao:

"The outer Kidō barrier was also created by my own hands. The fact that you were able to see through it and invade this place proves that your Kidō abilities are extremely strong. Would you be willing to spar with me?"

Tokoyo Misao strode to the open sandy area, turned around, and asked with some doubt, "Aren't you planning to come at me all at once?"

"This kid is too arrogant." Kensei Muguruma couldn't help but feel his fist harden.

"Haha, I really do want to spar with you on the Kidō."

Hachigen Ushōda stepped forward and stopped fifteen meters away from Tokoyo Misao.

His large, somewhat obese body, coupled with his honest smile, made him appear very sincere.

"The Kidō? I don't care, come on."

Tokoyo Misao waved to Hachigen Ushōda.

"Then, excuse me." Hachigen Ushōda hand seals and rapidly chanted, "Hadō #4 - Byakurai."

A white bolt of lightning shot out from between the index fingers of his left and right hands.

The two white bolts of lightning appeared very suddenly.

He sang very quickly, in less than 0.1 seconds.

This sudden attack caught most people completely off guard.

Tokoyo Misao simply opened his hands in front of him, and two Byakurai struck his palms, instantly annihilating them.

Hachigen Ushōda nodded. "Hanki Sōsai, as expected, Tokoyo Misao- kun's mastery of Kidō is quite high. Shall we try this?"

He opened his left and right hands respectively, making an embracing gesture, and then chanted:

"Hadō #33, Sōkatsui."

"Hadō #63: Raikōhō, Raikōhō".

Blue flames erupted from Hachigen Ushōda's left hand, while a golden beam of light emanated from his right.

Both were unleashed at the same time.

"Interesting." Tokoyo Misao was somewhat surprised.

Unexpectedly, Hachigen Ushōda this technique of Incantation Abandonment and simultaneously unleashing two Hadō.

However, it was of no use to him.

With the ability to directly manipulate Reishi, Tokoyo Misao can easily break most of the Kidō.

Let alone chanting two Hadō simultaneously, even chanting a dozen or so would be meaningless.

He waved his right hand, and the moment the back of his hand touched the Sōkatsui, the latter vanished instantly.

Then, he gently tapped the Raikōhō with his middle finger, and the howling thunder and fire vanished in an instant.

"You must be joking." The members of the Visored are all Soul Reaper (death gods), and they have all undergone systematic training by Zankensoki.

Even someone as unconventional as Hiyori Sarugaki was once the vice-captain of the Twelfth Division.

She was fully aware of just how powerful the Kidō that Hachigen Ushōda had just used was.

If it were a direct confrontation, the only way to defeat him would be to wear Visored and use absolute Reiatsu.

However, Tokoyo Misao was able to completely neutralize it by directly using the technique of Hanki Sōsai.

And this is happening after we've played our second move; that's truly terrifying.

"Indeed, Tokoyo Misao- kun's manipulation of Reishi is truly admirable. We must take this seriously now."

Hachigen Ushōda hand seals again.

The next moment, a hollow mask appeared on his face, and an immense Reiatsu emanated from it.

"Iron sand walls, a pagoda in the shape of a monk."

"The iron glows fiercely, its resolve ultimately leading to silence."

"Bakudō Number Seventy-Five: Gochūtekkan!"

As he chanted, five Reishi appeared in the sky, continuously gathering and transforming into five enormous iron pillars bound with chains, which fell from the sky.

These iron pillars seemed to possess an endless suction force, pressing down hard on Tokoyo Misao's body below.

This rendered him completely immobile, leaving him no choice but to watch helplessly as the iron pillar crashed down upon him.

Tokoyo Misao slowly raised his hand, brushed his bangs aside, looked at the falling iron pillar, a smile appeared on his lips, and softly uttered a single word:

"Break."

Numerous cracks appeared on the five iron pillars that had crashed down like meteorites.

The next moment, just as it was about to touch the Tokoyo Misao, it shattered and dissipated into Reishi.

"Impossible! This is Bakudō Number Seventy-Five!"

Lisa Yadōmaru screamed in shock, her eyes trembling as she stared intently at Tokoyo Misao.

Even if the opponent used powerful Reiatsu to destroy the Gochūtekkan, she wouldn't have reacted like this.

But by simply uttering the word "break," he directly broke the high-level Bakudō —it was unheard of.

"It seems this kid is quite something; Hachigen might not be a match for him."

Behind Love Aikawa's sunglasses, his pupils were far from as calm as he appeared.