Ichigo Kurosaki was sent flying by Shigekuni Yamamoto's Double Bone.
The ground cracked open, forming bottomless ravines that snaked like flood-dragons racing through water, exploding wildly and pulverizing every building and wall in their path.
The entire 1st Division barracks was rocked by the force of the blow, shaken to the point of collapse.
"Ha! Now that was one hell of a punch!!!"
Dust and shattered stones churned into a chaotic haze. It was as though even the sky had been shaken by that power; clouds rolled, and distant thunder rumbled.
Ichigo Kurosaki slowly rose from the ruins, like a war god returning from Hell, his entire body radiating an unyielding, resilient presence.
Though the wind from the blow had torn his clothes apart, exposing the taut lines of his muscles, it only added to his wild and unruly air.
Shigekuni Yamamoto's eyes, usually narrowed to slits, were now fully open, revealing a chilling sharpness and resolve.
It was clear that Ichigo Kurosaki had not wavered in the slightest.
His steps remained steady, his gaze as sharp as ever, and even his posture was completely unchanged from before.
That meant he was not injured—or rather, the injuries inflicted by the Double Bone heavy punch he was so proud of were not so great.
They were not enough to affect his movements.
"Damn it, Ryoka, that gorgeous body of a powerhouse of yours is strong as hell!!!"
Shigekuni Yamamoto spoke in the language of the strong as soon as he opened his mouth.
He had only meant to praise his enemy's battle-hardened body, yet it came out like that.
But Shigekuni Yamamoto did not notice anything wrong with it at all. Instead, he felt that speaking this way had real punch.
"Next, I'll go all out and crush you completely!"
Ichigo