"Hey! Uryu Ishida, have I done something to offend you?!"
Kurosaki Ichigo looked at Uryu Ishida, who was brimming with hostility toward him, scratched his blond hair helplessly, and asked in confusion.
"Don't you understand yet, Kurosaki Ichigo? The battle between Quincy and Soul Reapers has nothing to do with whether you offended me! This is the destiny of Quincy and Soul Reapers, and it is also the destiny between you and me. From the moment you chose to become a Soul Reaper, whether you were my classmate or an acquaintance, you were already standing naturally opposed to me! The opposition between us cannot be reversed so easily!"
Uryu Ishida gently pushed up the glasses on his nose. His eyes were filled with disdain as he looked at Kurosaki Ichigo.
In Uryu's eyes, Kurosaki Ichigo was clearly an unqualified Soul Reaper. He had resolutely become a Soul Reaper without even knowing what a Soul Reaper was or what responsibilities he bore. He was nothing more than a half-baked amateur.
He was completely different from someone like Uryu, who had regarded becoming a qualified Quincy as his ultimate goal in life from the day he was born! No matter who Uryu Ishida lost to, he would never lose to a half-baked amateur like Kurosaki Ichigo.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand..."
Kurosaki Ichigo paused slightly before asking.
"You don't need to understand what I'm saying."
Uryu Ishida looked at Kurosaki Ichigo, who always seemed to become "hard of hearing" at critical moments, and could not help looking helpless.
"In any case, it's enough for you and me to settle this!"
"I'll use my strength to prove that Quincy are the finest!"
"Far superior to Soul Reapers..."
As Uryu Ishida spoke, he pulled something that looked like a coin from