The terrifying force of the punch made even his Hierro ache faintly. Grimmjow watched that blow, his pupils constricting slightly. If that attack landed, he would definitely die!
Without any hesitation, Grimmjow forced his body into an extremely twisted posture and barely managed to evade Asano Kiyoshi's attack.
Blood spilled from his mouth. Even though he had dodged that strike, the force of the punch had still injured his internal organs!
Damn it! What kind of monster is this guy? How could he possess such terrifying strength?
Watching the blue-and-white leopard cough up blood, Asano Kiyoshi slowly let out a breath. Honestly, this was his first true hand-to-hand fight, the kind where he did not even use his Zanpakuto.
How should he put it... it felt pretty great.
No wonder Captain-Commander had forcibly made him spar with him in Hakuda after every kendo session. It seemed Hakuda really carried a double meaning for Captain-Commander.
Still, looking at the leopard's horrified expression, much of Asano Kiyoshi's resentment from constantly being used as a punching bag suddenly faded away.
However, the purpose of this meeting with Grimmjow was not simply to beat him senseless with Hakuda. It was to recruit Hueco Mundo's high-end combat power and living forces. Although Hueco Mundo was just a tiny bit weaker than the other factions, having a few more Captain-level fighters was still valuable at this stage.
It was not really Hueco Mundo's fault. The combatants elsewhere were simply too absurd. Soul Society had Monk, Captain-Commander, and Aizen—three top-tier powerhouses—as well as slightly lower top-tier fighters like Sister Hana and Kenpachi. Any one of them could sweep through Hueco Mundo on their own.
Reality was no different. There were monsters everywhere. Among the Fullbringers, there was even someone whose strength was roughly on par with Shinigami