Can You Ask the Soul King to Come Out for a Chat?

However, when he learned that Tokoyo Misao was preparing to bring Kenpachi Zaraki for a title duel...

He had already prepared eighty-eight bodies and placed them in the Muken.

This is the full effort he believes he should put in.

"Ha!" A laugh suddenly rang out.

Kenpachi Azashiro immediately turned his head to look over.

Kenpachi Zaraki, whose chest had been wide open, had somehow completely recovered from his injuries.

"I see, that's why you brought her here."

Kenpachi Azashiro was unaware that Captain Unohana's Bankai possessed such terrifying healing effects.

"Die!" Kenpachi Zaraki was completely unaware that he had just been on the verge of death.

Coming to his senses, he saw the enemy standing in front of him, completely ignoring the changes in his surroundings, and swung his sword again, aiming at Kenpachi Azashiro.

"Ittō Kasō."

Kenpachi Azashiro used the move again, but in the next instant, his eyes lit up.

This time, the Ittō Kasō did not burn half of Kenpachi Zaraki's body as it had before.

She simply pushed him back, and his skin turned red.

"He's almost at the First-Class Spiritual Pressure!" Kenpachi Azashiro noticed the improvement in his opponent's strength and immediately realized the reason.

His eyes narrowed, and he charged towards Kenpachi Zaraki, chanting:

"Ittō Kasō!"

Boom!

This time, the "Ittō Kasō" technique was released at the cost of his entire body, so its power would naturally be much greater than if only a hand were sacrificed.

The effect was immediate, Kenpachi Zaraki's entire front into a charred mess.

The blood of Unohana, who had Minazuki Bankai, continued to flow on the ground.

At that moment, energy surged into Kenpachi Zaraki's body from the soles of his feet, and in an instant, Kenpachi Zaraki's body returned to normal.

This time he realized that he seemed to have died once just now, and looked down at his palm.

"I see, I know what to do now."

Two overlapping voices rang out, and two Kenpachi Azashiro emerged from the shadows and stood in front of Kenpachi Zaraki.

Facing Kenpachi Zaraki, whose Rei'i Grade was about to break through to the first rank, the two Kenpachi Azashiro laughed simultaneously and began to chant:

"Ittō Kasō!"

The fighting here is fierce.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Unohana, wielding Zanpakuto dripping blood, charged towards Tokoyo Misao.

Tokoyo Misao clenched his fist in the air, and the blood on the ground instantly rose up, forming a slender, blood-red blade in his hand.

"Is this your ability, to control the environment?" Unohana sword down, "You actually used my power to heal Kenpachi Zaraki."

Unohana had no intention of interfering with the Kenpachi Zaraki and Kenpachi Azashiro.

Even after she used her Bankai, she had no intention of healing them.

The reason she used it here was simply to fight Tokoyo Misao, nothing more.

But unexpectedly, the other party possessed the ability to control the environment.

She controlled her Minazuki to heal Kenpachi Zaraki.

"You actually interfered with Kenpachi Duel!"

Her words were filled with murderous intent as she repeatedly swung her knife at Tokoyo Misao.

Every slash was aimed at a vital spot; a single blow would either kill or leave the victim severely crippled.

"What do you mean by interference? This just makes it easier for them to play."

"But don't worry, I've always taken battles very seriously."

Tokoyo Misao kept dodging the slashes, gripping the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands, and chanting softly.

"The Nameless Divine Wind Style Killing Sword"

"Secret Technique: Vermilion Bird!"

Chapter 119 Can we ask the Soul King to come out and have a chat?

Phew!

In the blood-red space of the Muken, a piercing cry of a raptor echoed from somewhere.

Unohana's forward-rushing body froze in place as if a pause button had been pressed.

She frowned and looked ahead.

The moment Tokoyo Misao swung his sword, his body vanished.

Immediately afterwards, a cluster of flames appeared from where he had just been standing.

In an instant, it grew to a gigantic firebird.

After the bird appeared, the flowing blood around it seemed to evaporate and solidify, slowing down.

The Vermilion Bird spread its wings and let out another sharp cry.

"Bah!"

It aimed at Unohana, slightly fluttered its wings, and like a flaming arrow, sped away in an instant.

Unohana's eyes widened; she didn't even have time to parry with her sword before the fiery arrow pierced her chest.

She looked down at the hole that had pierced her chest; the bones, muscles, and blood had been burned to a crisp by the intense heat.

"What extraordinary swordsmanship."

Blood gushed from Unohana's feet, instantly repairing the gaping hole in her chest.

"Interesting."

She turned around and grinned, completely unconcerned about the exposed skin.

But her smile was like that of a demon, her killing intent even more chilling.

The blood that had been somewhat congealed around them surged rapidly again.

"Any other sword techniques you'd like me to see?"

Unohana lightly treads the air, quickly running around Tokoyo Misao, splashing up ripples of crimson tide.

Holding the knife in one hand, she charged towards Tokoyo Misao's side, slashing down, and a crimson crescent moon burst forth from the blade.

But the moment the crimson crescent moon appeared, she vanished from her spot, somehow appearing behind Tokoyo Misao, wielding her sword in both hands and slashing horizontally.

Another crescent moon, tinged with blood, flew from the blade.

Blood-Red Cross Slash!

These two blood-red blade beams, almost simultaneously striking each other, virtually blocked out all possible escape routes.

This is somewhat similar to the sword technique "Tsubame Gaeshi" used by Tokoyo Misao.

Tokoyo Misao's left hand was loosely clenched at his waist, seemingly holding a non-existent scabbard, while his right hand suddenly drew it out.

A thin, red light flashed as he swung his sword.

"Draw your sword and Iaido, Lion's Song."

The crimson light blocked the blood-red cross, and even tore the incredibly rich blood-red color apart with an almost silken smoothness.

"The art of drawing the sword?"

Seeing Unohana, Unohana stopped.

Then step forward with your right foot, lower your body, and at the same time, grip the scabbard with your left hand and loosely hold the hilt with your right hand.

This is the stance for using the sword-drawing technique.

She would too.

Before becoming the Fourth Division Captain, Unohana had another name.

Yachiru Unohana.

This title was earned after she challenged countless sword masters in dojos and mastered almost all sword techniques in the Soul Society.

Among all the Soul Reaper, in terms of swordsmanship alone, Captain-Commander Yamamoto is slightly inferior to her.

However, in terms of overall strength, she is still far inferior to Captain-Commander Yamamoto.

Seeing this, Tokoyo Misao also assumed a stance ready to draw his sword and slash.

The two remained in that position, their eyes locked, neither drawing their swords immediately.

However, it seemed that a tremendous force was clashing between them, right in the center of their line of sight.

Even the surrounding blood domain became incredibly turbulent.

Rumble!

A series of explosive sounds rang out.

"Is that all you know, Kenpachi Azashiro?!" Kenpachi Zaraki roared angrily.

He had already reached the First-Class Spiritual Pressure, and had just personally beheaded three Kenpachi Azashiro.

But as soon as these guys are slashed, they immediately use a self-destructing Ittō Kasō.

Fortunately, he had gotten used to this force and only felt a slight burning sensation on his skin.

This kind of fighting made him feel extremely uncomfortable; there was absolutely no joy in it.

"Can you become even stronger?" A series of voices rose and fell, and nine more Kenpachi Azashiro emerged from the darkness.

He somewhat acknowledged Kenpachi Zaraki's current strength, but was still not satisfied.

To continue Kenpachi's legacy, all of his clones placed here must be defeated.

"Fighting with you is so boring," Kenpachi Zaraki grinned.

Despite saying he was bored, he still rushed towards the nine Kenpachi Azashiro that appeared.

A battle is a battle.

Even if the opponent keeps dodging or uses abilities like self-destruction, it's still a battle.

Therefore, Kenpachi Zaraki had no intention of backing down or exchanging opponents with the two guys next to him who seemed to be having a great time fighting.

That's right.

"Bakudō #61: The Six-Staff Light Prison"

"Bakudō Sixty-Three: Sajō Sabaku"

"Hadō #88: Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō"

"Hadō #90: The Black Coffin"

"Hadō #90: Ittō Kasō"

This time, Kenpachi Azashiro did not use the Ittō Kasō for all his attacks.

These nine dolls were created using both Bakudō and Hadō.

First, use Bakudō to restrict Kenpachi Zaraki's movements, then use different elemental Hadō attacks to maximize damage.

The Hiryū Gekizoku Shinten Raihō, instantly leaving a hole in Kenpachi Zaraki's chest.

Then, under the spatial strangulation of the Black Coffin, fine cracks appeared on his skin, and blood spurted everywhere.

Finally, within the enclosed space of the Black Coffin, the Ittō Kasō was fully unleashed.

Rumble.

The black coffin exploded, Kenpachi Zaraki's body was once again reduced to charcoal.