Their Respective Opponents

"Ryoka, I must..."

Before she could finish speaking, Soi Fon had already moved close to Dōsan.

They've made their move.

As soon as she finished speaking, the Suzumebachi had already pounced on Dōsan's cheek.

Dōsan maintained the same expression, as if concealing his happiness. With a slight step back, he easily dodged Soi Fon's attack.

"Um?"

With a soft "Eh," Soi Fon was clearly surprised that Dōsan Hanyū had dodged her attack so easily, but with her rich combat experience, she reacted immediately.

The two were close together when Soi Fon reached out and slapped Dōsan's lower abdomen. Dōsan was like a lone boat adrift on the current, his body being directly slapped away.

But Soi Fon knew that her slap had not harmed her.

Soi Fon pursued him again, Dōsan continued to dodge. His actions now carried a hint of mockery and insult, and Soi Fon began to grow impatient.

Flawless.

Soi Fon gradually became impatient. She was one of the few captains in the Gotei 13 who did not rely on her Zanpakuto. Soi Fon was not easy to target, but against someone like Dōsan Hanyū, whose basic skills were even more solid than hers, she had no chance.

No, Dōsan Hanyū's weakness is that his Spiritual Pressure isn't very strong.

After briefly creating some distance, Soi Fon stretched out her arm, and the frenzied Spiritual Pressure tore her sleeve to shreds. "This is the first time I've used this ability against an enemy since I developed it. Feel honored, Dōsan Hanyū."

To constantly refer to a powerful person as Ryoka is simply inviting humiliation.

With a sudden acceleration, Soi Fon's Spiritual Pressure exploded instantly, reaching the limit of her life. With Suzumebachi in front, this slash pierced through her spirit body without needing a second strike to kill her.

Faced with Soi Fon's sting, Dōsan slowly extended his index finger and touched Suzumebachi.

As if the clouds had parted to reveal the mist, Soi Fon's wind-attribute Spiritual Pressure dissipated, and everything before seemed like an illusion.

Soi Fon's eyes widened in disbelief. "How is this possible?"

Once a skill-based warrior is countered, there is absolutely no chance of a comeback.

My Shunpo is no weaker than yours.

I am more proficient in the Kidō than you are.

I'm more proficient at Shunkō than you are.

You're not as good at what I am at, but I'm good at what you're not good at. How can we fight like this?

Although the Soi Fon in front of him was not the Soi Fon, Dōsan still felt awkward about attacking her.

Yoruichi Shihōin.

"What?" Soi Fon's previously cooled heart was instantly rekindled.

"She's with Ichigo Kurosaki."

"Whoosh." Without a word, Soi Fon disappeared from Dōsan's sight.

Soi Fon in this world is just as energetic and energetic!

As for whether there would be any risks if Soi Fon went to cause trouble for Ichigo Kurosaki, this Soi Fon is not the same Soi Fon as before, and she is a warrior, not a little princess.

After seeing Soi Fon, Dōsan's smile faded. "Please come out, Captain Zaraki, and Vice-Captain Yachiru."

"Dōsan Hanyū."

Kenpachi Zaraki's voice was free of doubt, filled only with certainty and heartfelt excitement. He even felt a surge of heat throughout his body, and his entire being trembled.

"You haven't disappointed me, Dōsan Hanyū."

Without needing to test him, Yachiru leaped away from the battlefield, Kenpachi Zaraki Zanpakuto at Dōsan Hanyū. Such a delicious meal, the longer it takes to prepare, the more exciting it becomes.

Meanwhile, Dōsan facing Kenpachi head-on, sighed. Sure enough, even in a different world, Kenpachi is still Kenpachi!

Kenpachi Zaraki placed his hand directly on his eyepatch, and then his Spiritual Pressure surged like steam in a steamer. Zanpakuto, while Dōsan simply raised a finger to block.

"What?"

For a moment there was disbelief, followed by excitement.

Mirror Reversal.

Although Dōsan only possessed Vice-Captain-level Spiritual Pressure at this moment, Mirror Reversal is inherently about using a small force to overcome a large one. If it were just an ordinary Captain-level, he wouldn't need to make direct contact; he could simply open the Mirror Reversal barrier. However, since his opponent was Kenpachi Zaraki, he still needed to make contact with him by hand.

Zaraki exerted force, the recoil on his arm also intensified.

Zaraki warlike and enjoys the thrill of being cut down, but he is not a pure brute; on the contrary, he is very perceptive in battle.

Growing increasingly excited, Zaraki grinned maliciously, raised his sword, and began to smash it wildly against the Mirror Reversal barrier with a series of "duang duang" sounds.

Dōsan's defense was now comparable to absolute defense; even with such frequent attacks, they were unable to Hadō San's Mirror Reversal barrier.

Sigh, for someone like Kenpachi Zaraki, you can't rely on words alone; you have to fight.

Furthermore, it was noted that, just as when he was teaching Arisawa and Abarai, he was unable to increase his Spiritual Pressure during his battle with Kenpachi Zaraki.

However, the battle will never be as easy as it is now.

He only has the Spiritual Pressure of Vice-Captain-level, and even the strongest vice-captain has a Spiritual Pressure more than 20 times lower than that of Captain-level.

Dōsan reached out and slowly drew the wooden sword from his back.

Wooden knife.

"That beast met Mr. Hanyū?" Kurosaki breathed a sigh of relief, but then tensed up again.

That Kenpachi Zaraki was definitely the most terrifying enemy he had ever encountered in his life.

And Mr. Hanyū...

Thinking of Dōsan Hanyū's strength, Ichigo felt relieved again.

The moment he breathed a sigh of relief, Ichigo's heart leaped into his throat again. He gripped his sword with both hands, pointing it at the front of him.

His face was dark, plain, and even a little ugly. His eyes were covered, and his left hand rested naturally on the Zanpakuto at his waist.

"Young man who has been caught up in Ryoka, do you really think your actions were just?"

Captain of the Ninth Division, Kaname Tōsen.

"Hey, this is a bit scary, isn't it? And Dōsan Hanyū's Spiritual Pressure is like a monster's."

Just by feeling it, Ishida felt as if all his strength was being drained. He hugged his shoulders and rubbed them incessantly. The chill made Ishida feel as if he had been to Siberia.

"Shoot him, Shinsō!"

Um?

Suddenly sensing danger, Ishida reacted instinctively, jumping backward and turning around in mid-air.

But then he felt a chill in his lower leg, and blood gushed out.

He dodged the fatal blow, but not completely avoided it.

Who is it?

A thin figure slowly walked to the opposite side of the Ishida.

Gin Ichimaru smiled slightly. "We meet again, you Ryoka demon."