Illusion

Lin Feng and Aizen Sōsuke's gazes met.

They stared at each other.

However.

There was not the slightest trace of fear in either of their eyes.

Clearly.

Both of them had absolute confidence in the trump cards they held.

Aizen smiled faintly.

He was the first to break the silence.

He reached up and removed the glasses from the bridge of his nose.

Then gently crushed them.

Afterward.

That magical hair-gel hand swept upward along his bangs.

In an instant.

Aizen's entire demeanor underwent a fundamental change.

It was as if he had transformed from a kindly bronze statue into a king who looked down upon all creation.

"So that's how it is. It seems I've been underestimated again. In that case, Lin Feng-kun, I'll be going all out from here on. I hope you won't look too surprised."

Whoosh!

The moment Aizen finished speaking.

His figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

His speed was extreme.

The next moment.

Everyone saw only a sharp sword pressure sweeping toward Lin Feng's neck.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat for Lin Feng.

With that kind of power.

Could Lin Feng really block it?

But!

Lin Feng did not seem to have any intention of blocking.

He raised his hand and swung his sword as though he had missed.

Amazingly, it struck five centimeters to Aizen's left.

Splat!

Scalding blood sprayed into the air.

However.

That blood did not belong to Lin Feng.

It came from Aizen Sōsuke's chest!

Lin Feng.

Had not been injured at all!

Whoosh!

Aizen reacted extremely quickly.

After being wounded, he used Flash Step again to widen the distance between them.

Lin Feng smiled, his voice still filled with mockery.

"Captain Aizen, is this what you called going all out? Your sword swing was quite good,