Arrogantly Beating People Up (Part Two)

"I can't take it anymore!" Hiyori Sarugaki Kensei Muguruma's grasp and charged towards Liu Ziyun like a cannonball. "You arrogant bastard! That was just a sneak attack! This time I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

During her charge, she wiped her face with her right hand—and a white, ethereal Visored instantly covered her face. As the Visored appeared, her Reiatsu surged, and her speed increased again, almost reaching the limit of her Shunpo).

At the same time, she drew her Zanpakuto, its blade wreathed in violent Hollowfication Reiatsu, and aimed straight for Liu Ziyun's heart.

This is a killer move with no reservations.

But Liu Ziyun's reaction was so simplistic it was despairing.

He didn't even draw his sword; just as Hiyori Sarugaki rushed towards him, he subtly sidestepped, avoiding the fatal blow. Then, his right hand extended like an iron clamp, precisely pressing down on the back of Hiyori Sarugaki's head.

"Bang!"

A dull, loud thud.

Liu Ziyun pressed Hiyori Sarugaki's head down and slammed it hard onto the ground. The specially treated training ground was dented, but even more astonishingly, Hiyori Sarugaki didn't even utter a sound before losing consciousness. The Visored on her face shattered and dissipated.

The entire process took less than a second.

Liu Ziyun released his grip, straightened up, and looked at the others who were dumbfounded. He picked up the unconscious Hiyori Sarugaki and casually tossed her to the edge of the Barrier like trash, then dusted off his hands.

"Hirako..." His voice was filled with undisguised disappointment, "Is this all you've been doing all these years? You're utterly pathetic. Aren't you coming in yet? What, are you waiting for me to kill this little girl?"

These words were like adding fuel to the fire.

"Liu Ziyun, aren't you going too far!" Kensei Muguruma finally couldn't hold back any longer. He took a step forward, his muscles tensed, and his Reiatsu began to rise.

But Shinji Hirako stopped him again. The former Fifth Division Captain had an unusually solemn expression. He looked at Liu Ziyun, his always half-open eyes flashing with a complex light.

"Liu Ziyun, what exactly do you want?" Shinji Hirako's voice was low, but every word was clearly audible. "If you just wanted to humiliate us, then you've achieved your goal. Now, can you tell us your true purpose?"

Liu Ziyun looked at him, and the smile on his face vanished completely. His empty eyes "looked" at Shinji Hirako, and although they were unfocused, they gave the impression that he had been completely seen through.

"I said, I want to test your strength," Liu Ziyun said, enunciating each word clearly. "Don't you want revenge? Don't you want to reclaim everything you've lost? Then let me see if you're qualified."

He paused, his voice growing even colder. "Hirako, my time is limited. If you continue to waste it, then I'll have no choice but to... use a more direct approach."

Shinji Hirako's expression changed repeatedly. He could sense that Liu Ziyun was serious—if they continued to delay, he really would kill him.

Finally, Shinji Hirako released his grip on Kensei Muguruma.

"Give it your all," he said to Kensei Muguruma, his voice resolute. "Hold nothing back. Let's see what right he has to utter such a thing as 'weighing'."

Kensei Muguruma nodded, then turned to face Liu Ziyun. His expression became extremely serious, and his Reiatsu began to surge wildly.

"Bankai-- "

Kensei Muguruma's voice echoed in the training ground, a voice that contained decades of suppressed anger and resentment.

"Tekken Tachikaze!"

A violent Reiatsu erupted like a hurricane, and Kensei Muguruma's arms were covered with heavy metal fist blades, exuding an aura like that of a wild beast. This was his Bankai, the power he had honed in countless life-and-death battles.

The next second, Kensei Muguruma moved.

He was faster and stronger than Hiyori Sarugaki before. He was like a runaway chariot, charging towards Liu Ziyun, his fists swinging alternately, each punch tearing through the air with a piercing explosion.

Despite the ferocious attack, Liu Ziyun still did not draw his sword.

He simply raised his right hand, a seemingly casual movement, yet with a precision that was utterly despair-inducing.

"Smack!"

The first punch was deflected.

"Smack!"

The second punch was deflected again.

Kensei Muguruma's every punch contained the power to destroy mountains, but Liu Ziyun simply used one hand to deflect these attacks from the side. The movement was as effortless as swatting away annoying flies, showing no sign that he was dealing with a full-force attack from Captain-level opponent.

Kensei Muguruma's attacks grew increasingly ferocious, his punches faster and faster, but he could never truly land a hit on Liu Ziyun. Each time, just as he was about to strike, his seemingly casual hand would deflect the attack from the side, causing it to veer off course.

Finally, after a powerful punch was deflected, Kensei Muguruma's technique showed a brief opening. Liu Ziyun seized this opportunity, his left hand reaching out like a venomous snake, precisely grabbing Kensei Muguruma's right wrist, and then pulling it sharply behind him.

Kensei Muguruma's body involuntarily leaned forward.

At the same time, Liu Ziyun swung his right fist, which landed squarely on Kensei Muguruma's face.

"Bang!"

Another dull thud. Kensei Muguruma was sent flying backward, arcing through the air before crashing heavily into the edge of the Barrier and sliding to the ground.

Liu Ziyun withdrew his fist, shook his hand, and said with undisguised disappointment, "Is this Bankai the Bankai is? This is the former Captain of the Ninth Division? He's too weak."

He surveyed the remaining members of the Visored: "I told you to come at me all at once, stop dawdling. From now on, I'm not holding back. If you're still coming one by one, don't blame me for... going all out."

Kensei Muguruma struggled to his feet. A clear fist mark was on his face, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but the rage burning in his eyes was even more intense.

"Liu Ziyun, don't be so arrogant." Kensei Muguruma wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice filled with suppressed rage, "I haven't even used my full strength yet!"

After saying that, he wiped his face with his right hand again—a white Visored covered his face. The moment the Visored appeared, his Reiatsu surged again, this time far exceeding the intensity before, even the surrounding air began to distort.

"Roar--!"

Kensei Muguruma let out the Roar like a wild beast, then charged at Liu Ziyun again. This time, he was faster, stronger, and his attacks became more ferocious and unpredictable.

But Liu Ziyun's response remained simple.

It was still that same right hand, still that seemingly casual slap. No matter how ferocious or tricky Kensei Muguruma's attacks were, they couldn't break through that hand's defense. Each time, his attacks were slapped away just before they were about to hit, only to be met with a new round of attacks.

The scene was eerily bizarre—a former captain who had activated Bankai and Hollowfication was attacking an opponent who hadn't even drawn his sword, yet he couldn't achieve any results.

Finally, after another attack was deflected, Kensei Muguruma realized that continuing like this was pointless. He leaped backward, creating distance, panting heavily, his eyes beneath the mask fixed on Liu Ziyun.

Liu Ziyun stood still, without even moving a step.

"What a piece of trash." He commented mercilessly, "You can't even hit me, what's the use of your Bankai? It doesn't even feel as good as your Shikai."

He turned to the others. "I told you all to come at me together. If you don't come now... I'll start chopping people up. Don't blame me if you die; you're just too weak and disobedient."

These words completely ignited the flames of war.