Clang!
With a loud crash, Unohana Yachiru, looking utterly disheveled, slashed at him. Zaraki Kenpachi blocked the strike with a backhanded swing. The instant their blades collided, powerful Spiritual Pressure burst outward, shredding all the surrounding trees to pieces.
Crack, crack, crack!
Less than a second into their clash, Zaraki Kenpachi gradually forced Unohana Yachiru back with astonishing momentum. Then, in a violent surge of strength, he struck her Zanpakuto, blasting her away through sheer force.
"Ugh!" Ronglin was stunned. Had Zaraki Kenpachi gone berserk? He had actually crushed both him and Unohana Yachiru in their normal states in an instant. If this guy learned the release incantation for a Zanpakuto, wouldn't he be unstoppable?
As he pondered this, the young Zaraki Kenpachi turned his ghastly pale eyes toward Ronglin, their horrifying gleam flashing as he swung his sword straight at him without even a word of warning.
"Damn it! Wake up! I'm not your opponent!" Ronglin finally understood the timeline he had landed in. This was two hundred years after the Shinigami had defeated the Wandenreich, and eight hundred years before Ichigo Kurosaki was born.
During this period, the Thirteen Court Guard Squads had gradually transformed from a murderous organization into the protectors of the Seireitei. Unohana Yachiru had not originally come here for him; one of her subordinates had been stationed in this area and had apparently been wiped out by someone. She had rushed over and happened to encounter Zaraki Kenpachi, leading to their battle. That was the true course of history. This was Unohana Yachiru's first meeting with Zaraki Kenpachi, and the beginning of Zaraki Kenpachi sealing away his own power.
Yet his interference had changed everything, turning the two powerful fighters who were meant to duel each other into people fighting to attack him instead.