You're Wrong, We're Strong (10/9)
Even as the captain, he would definitely fall victim to a high-level Bakudō.
"Don't worry, that's Hachigen."
Shinji Hirako spoke calmly.
In the arena, Hachigen Ushōda took a deep breath and exhaled heavily.
Although it was somewhat expected, I really didn't expect that even a high-level Bakudō could be so easily neutralized.
It seems we'll have to resort to our trump card.
His Reiatsu surged once more as he rapidly formed hand seals.
The next moment, he waved his right hand and slowly chanted, word by word:
"The Gate of the Dragon Tail."
A massive white protective wall materialized from the sky.
"The Gate of the Tiger Fang."
A shield tens of meters high appeared.
"The Gate of the Turtle Shell."
Another shield in the shape of a tortoise shell appeared.
"The Gate of the Phoenix Wing!"
A flame appeared, transforming into a ring shape.
The four city gates are arranged vertically and horizontally, interlocking to form a cube, which acts as a box, locking Tokoyo Misao inside.
"Four-Beast Gate!"
"Interesting, but not much."
Tokoyo Misao smiled and pointed in all four directions.
A cracking sound, like glass shattering, rang out.
A crisp bang.
The box, formed by the four city gates, crumbled like a biscuit.
"Pfft!" Hachigen Ushōda was originally planning to continue with his hidden moves, spat out a mouthful of blood, his body collapsed to his knees, and his huge body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"I lost."
He raised his head with some difficulty, looked at Tokoyo Misao, whose clothes were spotless, and sighed:
"The Kidō, after all, is composed of Reishi."
"Your mastery of Reishi Manipulation is too profound; any kind of Kidō is meaningless to you."
He made it sound so easy, but no one understood it better than him.
Even Quincy can manipulate external Reishi could not release the Kidō as easily as Tokoyo Misao.
All I can say is that Tokoyo Misao's ability to manipulate the most fundamental Reishi is simply too extraordinary.
"You can leave now; I'll take care of the rest."
Former Captain of the Ninth Division Kensei Muguruma had been itching to get going for a while.
He instantly appeared in the arena, clapping his fists and palms together with a series of sharp, cracking sounds.
"Are you really not considering attacking together?" Tokoyo Misao asked with a smile.
"How arrogant!"
Kensei Muguruma drew his Zanpakuto from his waist and snorted coldly.
"I'm enough to deal with you."
"Don't worry, it won't take much time."
"Bankai-- "
"Tekken Tachikaze!"
A powerful gust of wind erupted from his body, forming tornadoes that shattered the surrounding ground.
The powerful wind pressure scattered the pebbles, turning them into projectiles that struck in all directions.
The Zanpakuto in Kensei Muguruma's hands changed shape, transforming into a sharp fist blade.
His arm was wrapped in bandages, which went all the way up to his shoulder and connected from behind.
Armor appeared on the chest and back.
The Reiatsu he unleashed was a perfectly standard level Third-Class Spiritual Pressure.
"You're the one who's being far too arrogant, former Captain of the Ninth Division Kensei Muguruma."
The daffodil Gentei Reiin on Tokoyo Misao's left hand is still there.
However, his body also unleashed Reiatsu of the Third-Class Spiritual Pressure, which clashed and tore at each other in the air with Kensei Muguruma's raging wind, producing loud banging sounds.
Kensei Muguruma only uses Bankai and doesn't even wear a mask.
You really underestimated him.
With a loud bang, Kensei Muguruma charged forward.
He gripped his fists tightly, gathering all his strength, and threw a jab at Tokoyo Misao.
It's very fast.
His fists pounded relentlessly, each strike producing a thunderous sound.
He threw punches, one to the left and one to the right, so fast that his punches were so fast that they were invisible even in their afterimages.
Only the sounds of collisions remained.
"Oh la la!"
Chapter 90 You're wrong, we're very strong (10/9)
Kensei Muguruma used Chōse Shōsō as a punching bag, constantly throwing punches at Tokoyo Misao.
"Oh la la!"
Tokoyo Misao simply used his palm to block all the attacks.
Those calm eyes seemed to say, "It's useless."
"Hmph, this arrogant brat is going to suffer a lot," Shinji Hirako commented, narrowing his eyes.
Rukia Kuchiki asked with some confusion, "Didn't Misao block all of his attacks?"
Shinji Hirako snorted coldly, "Kensei's Bankai ability allows him to infuse the power of wind into his fist."
With each punch, he can also channel that power directly into the spot where he is struck.
Don't be fooled by the fact that that kid has blocked all the attacks.
But the more punches you take, the greater the internal power you accumulate.
When it erupts, they will be utterly destroyed.
"Oh." Rukia Kuchiki responded with a soft "Oh" without any sign of worry.
"Hey, I'm not kidding. Kensei's attacks are all serious, he's not holding back at all. If he keeps building up like this, that kid is definitely going to explode."
Shinji Hirako turned his head and spoke again very seriously:
"But if you get that kid to admit defeat, we'll stop."
Rukia Kuchiki tilted her head and looked at Shinji Hirako, somewhat puzzled, and replied, "We didn't lose in our Misao, so why should we admit defeat?"
"Huh? You're overestimating that kid. After all, he's just a deputy captain with Third-Class Spiritual Pressure, and he hasn't even used his Bankai yet."
Shinji Hirako frowned.
He really couldn't understand why Rukia Kuchiki could remain so calm, without a trace of worry on her face.
"The so-called technique of injecting wind into the enemy's body and then exploding it instantly after gathering is something that I could easily counter, let alone Misao."
"My level of manipulation of the Reishi within my body is high enough to guide this wind through my feet to the ground."
Upon hearing Shinji Hirako's explanation, Rukia Kuchiki immediately thought of a solution.
All you need to do is manipulate the Reishi within your body to transport the power of the wind to the soles of your feet and inject it into the ground.
It's simply impossible to accumulate.
"Good idea. That kid didn't direct the wind's power to the ground at all."
Shinji Hirako looked at Tokoyo Misao in the arena.
He could clearly feel that the palm of Tokoyo Misao's hand had been infused with a great deal of power by Kensei Muguruma.
"Perhaps he has a better solution." Rukia Kuchiki remained unconcerned.
The moment she finished speaking.
Kensei Muguruma was panting heavily, and his hands stopped swinging.
He stared intently at Tokoyo Misao's face and said:
"This time I'll blow off both of your arms as a warning. Watch your tone when you talk to your seniors in the future, brat."
"Burst!"
Two loud booms.
Intense pain spread from Kensei Muguruma's hands all the way to his brain.
His body was blown into the sky by the force of the raging wind, and his arms were covered in scratches from the wind.
Blood flowed from countless wounds, drawing a red arc across the sky.
What happened?
Kensei Muguruma was completely dumbfounded in mid-air.
The image from just now remained stuck in his mind, and he watched and pondered it repeatedly.
A moment later, his eyes widened. "You brat!"
After much thought, he finally understood why he had fallen victim to the virus.
Tokoyo Misao did indeed block the attack with his outstretched palm.
He did indeed pour all his wind power into it.
However, it was not injected into Tokoyo Misao's palm.
Instead, there was a barrier formed of Reishi between his fist and those two palms.
In other words, he poured all his power into that barrier.
Therefore, when the attack erupts, Tokoyo Misao only needs to control the direction of the attack towards the direction of Kensei Muguruma.
This allows him to unleash all the power he has accumulated into a deadly attack against Kensei Muguruma.
"That's so embarrassing."
This was the last thought that remained in Kensei Muguruma's mind before he passed out.
A figure flew into the sky and caught Kensei Muguruma.
"Kensei, he actually lost."
Mashiro Kuna pouted, placed Kensei Muguruma on the ground, wiped her cheek with one hand, and a fake mask appeared.
At that moment, a figure appeared in front of her.
Shinji Hirako said softly, "Leave him to me."
"Why should I, Baldy Shinji?"
Wearing a mask, Mashiro Kuna was unconvinced and raised his fist to smash it at Shinji Hirako.
But the next moment, a strange fragrance filled her nostrils.