Seireitei Central Great The Jail has eight floors in total.
The further you go down, the thinner Reishi becomes.
Until the eighth layer Muken, there is almost no presence of Reishi.
Of course, Soul Society itself is a world created by Reishi. To say that it does not exist at all is not a big deal.
Just that little bit of thinness is not much different from ordinary Shinigami.
Anyone who can be imprisoned in Central Great The Jail is not a good person. Ordinary personnel prisons and Maggot's Nest are enough.
The first floor from the Jail to Eighth Seat to Third Seat is considered entry-level.
The second floor collects Third Seat to Lieutenant, which is enough to imprison them to death.
The third floor is Captain-level.
Of course, the gap between captain and captain is wider than that between man and dog.
Therefore, the fourth to seventh floors are also reserved for Captain-level characters, but they are layered according to the degree of danger.
As for the eighth floor, it is reserved for monsters that cannot be killed no matter what. For example, Chiziro Kenpachi.
He has completely integrated with Seireitei. If you want to kill him, you must first dismantle the entire Soul Society.
Such a person cannot be killed even if Squad Zero comes, he can only be imprisoned.
Yan Si stepped on the ground of the third floor Zhonghe, and there was a soft sound of sand falling under his feet.
Hyorinmaru followed half a step behind, his blue hair motionless in the windless desert.
This layer is called Zhonghe because there are three terrains at the same time.
Desert, swamp, gravel land.
Three completely incompatible things are forced into the same layer, and the landscape at the intersection of each other is distorted.
The sand flowed into the swamp, and the gravel was half buried in the sand. Some stones even floated in the air, flying contrary to common sense.
Of course, there isn't much common sense here.
The Reishi content is also pitifully low.
Yan Si glanced around, and in the middle of the desert, six people were lying scattered. Hirako Shinji, Love Aikawa, Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō, Hachigen Ushōda, Yadomaru Lisa, Sarugaki Hiyori.
Everyone is wearing a white mask and breathing steadily.
There are Kensei and Kyunnan Shiro lying in the distance.
Kensei's mask was broken into pieces, and the fragments were scattered on the sand, with a dim light glowing around the edges.
Kyunnan Shiro The mask on his face has completely fallen off.
Central Great The Jail In a place like this, without special guards to lead the way, outsiders cannot enter at all.
There are guards at the entrance to the first floor, and specific clearance tokens are required for each floor below.
Yan Si was able to walk all the way to the third floor unimpeded because someone was opening the door for him.
"Oh, there are so many Visored~" the voice floated from the side, with a lazy ending.
"I just counted, one, two, three, four, five, six... ah, there are two more lying over there."
The voice continued to chatter.
"Speaking of which, would you like to give Chiziro a Soul Jade to try?" Yan Si finally turned his face away, but there was no one around him.
Only the air was slightly distorted, like ripples on the water, and a slender outline could be vaguely seen.
Those are Amatsuyu Takuru, Chiziro Kenpachi's Zanpakutō.
She did not fully materialize, but merely raised her presence from the eighth floor, and poured her voice directly into Yan Si's ears, with a hint of coquettishness.
"Isn't that thing said to be able to enlarge a person's Desire?"
Amatsuyu Takuru's voice drawled.
"I'm really curious about what Chiziro and Desire will look like when magnified~ Don't be so stingy, just give me one."
Yan Si said calmly, "Okay, Chiziro Kenpachi comes to me in person to ask for it."
Amatsuyu Takuru was silent for two seconds, then sighed, and the slender outline shook.
"Hey, my master is still meditating with his eyes closed right now."
Her voice became a little boring. "He said he was waiting for what you said..."
He stretched out two fingers, put them against his chin, tilted his head and thought for three seconds. "...Eternal Night is coming, right?"
"He also said that if he can't beat it by then, he would consider using that one again."
Amatsuyu Takuru After finishing speaking, he laughed first.
"Isn't it a good idea? I think it's pretty cool too."
Yan Si looked at the group of people lying in the middle of the desert.
"The idea is good, but it's not that simple to adapt to the power."
He raised his chin and motioned to look at Hirako Shinji and the others.
"There are geniuses over there, but their powers are not fully adapted to them."
Amatsuyu Takuru followed his gaze, and then she hummed softly.
"No, someone has already adapted to it."
Yan Si turned to look at her, but Amatsuyu Takuru had already retracted that slender outline.
Only her voice is still echoing, getting farther and farther away. "I'm leaving first."
"If anything happens, remember to shout "Amatsuyu" three times, and I will come find you~"
Yan Si didn't respond. He looked ahead and saw someone standing up in the desert.
The man first looked down at his hands, then turned around and looked at the people lying around him.
Her eyes swept over Hirako, Love, Rōjūrō, and Hachigen, Lisa, Hiyori.
Finally it fell on Yan Si. Those eyes blinked and then rushed over.
"Little Future~!" Kyunnan Shiro shouted and kept waving his hands.
He rushed towards Yan Si, hugged his right arm tightly with both hands, and hung his whole body on his arm.
"What is this place?"
She raised her head and pouted, her eyes widened.
"Why are they all wearing masks?"
Yan Si lowered his head and responded softly, "This is the Central Great The Jail, Zhonghe floor." "After trial, you are temporarily imprisoned here."
Kyunnan Shiro's eyes widened even more. "Judgment?"
Her voice rose, and her hands holding Yan Si's arms tightened.
"Who judged me? I haven't done anything!"
The last part of her voice was very long, with obvious grievance.
Yan Si did not pull out his arm, but raised his left hand and gently patted the back of Kyunnan Shiro's hand.
"It doesn't matter."
"All those who judged you are dead."
"This is just the right place to give them Fusion strength. Let's go back together after they have recovered."
Kyunnan Shiro was stunned for a moment, blinked and then tilted his head. "Oh!"
"Okay!" He jumped up with a bright smile on his face.
Yan Si looked at her, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he was about to speak. There was a loud bang.
Reiatsu exploded from the center of the desert, causing the sand grains to jump several meters high.
Followed by the second, third, and fourth.
Boom boom boom.
Reiatsu erupted one after another.
Hirako Shinji's mask eye holes lit up with red light.
Love Aikawa's body began to float in the air, and Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō's fingers drew deep ravines in the sand.
The whole body of Hachigen Ushōda is wrapped with fine Reishi lines.
After wearing Yadomaru Lisa glasses, my pupils changed from dark brown to pure black.
Sarugaki Hiyori's feet have crushed the sand beneath them.
They stood up, and the whites of their eyes had turned completely black.
The eyes were scarlet, which was particularly dazzling against the black background. No one spoke, they just stood there and stared at Yan Si.
Kyunnan Shiro blinked, took half a step back and hid behind Yan Si.
"Little Future..." whispered, "Are they angry?"
Yan Si turned his head sideways and looked at the blue figure behind him from the corner of his eyes.
"Hyorinmaru."
"You can take action at will."
Hyorinmaru took two steps forward, his blue hair rising slightly in the windless desert.
He raised his hands, and when his fingers spread out in the air, the moisture on his fingertips began to condense.
A light blue light shines from under the skin, the nails become thicker and longer, and transparent ridges bulge at the joints.
When his fingers were completely closed, it was no longer a hand, but Dragon Claw.
He held his right paw in the void and the air trembled.
Ice shards burst out from his palm, splashed around, and stopped in mid-air. The fine ice crystals hung around, turned half a circle, and then shrank in the same direction.
As soon as he grasped it, the handle of the knife fell into the palm of his hand.
The blade of the sword comes from nothing, from virtual to solid, and extends from the tang to the tip.
The icy blue lines crawled along the spine of the knife. Every inch it climbed, the color of the blade became darker, and finally stopped at the tip of the knife.
Hyorinmaru raised the knife flat and pointed the tip at the five people in the middle of the desert.
"Flock of Birds: Ice Pillars."
His voice did not rise or fall.
Ice bullets exploded from the tip of the knife and were shot out one after another.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The ice bullet hit the sand and the moment it hit the ground, the ice bullet did not shatter, but bloomed into flowers.
The hexagonal ice flowers roll outward from the impact point, with barbs on the edges of each petal, and smaller flowers bloom on the barbs.
One flower, ten flowers, a hundred flowers. In less than three seconds, the golden desert turned into white Icefield.
Hyorinmaru waved the knife casually, and the tip of the knife dragged an arc of light in the air.
He turned sideways and put the knife at his waist, Dragon Claw's fingertips lightly tapped the knife's tangs.
"I am the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō."
Kyunnan Shiro tilted his head and blinked twice. "Wow."
She tugged on Yan Si's sleeve. "Little Future, shouldn't your Zanpakutō be a pen? When did it become the strongest Zanpakutō of the ice type?"
Yan Si didn't look at her, his eyes fell on the end of Icefield, where ice flowers piled up into mountains.
The petals are layered layer by layer, with sharp edges, glowing light blue under the cold light.
Then he asked softly, "What are you doing."
Kyunnan Shiro knew that this was not a question to her, so he turned his head and looked over.
Hyorinmaru's brows moved, and he turned to look at Yan Si with some confusion.
Suddenly, there was a clicking sound. It was like someone crushing a dead leaf that fell on the steps.
Click, click, click.
The sound came from inside the iceberg, from slow to fast, from sparse to dense.
Cracks appeared on the ice surface. Climbing up from the foot of the mountain, it branched into three paths halfway up the mountain. The third path forked into nine paths.
Bang! The top of the iceberg was blown away.
The broken pieces smashed around, rolled in the air and landed on the ground.
When the dust dispersed, the figure had already jumped into the air.
Holding the knife in both hands, the blade is longer than her.
"Cut him off."
The ethereal voice overflowed from under the mask, like an echo coming from the bottom of a deep well.
"Kubikiri Orochi!" The blade slashed down.
Hyorinmaru raised his knife to block. The moment the blades collided, a wave of air exploded centered on the two of them. Icefield's surface was plowed into radial ravines, and ice chips splashed three meters high, before being blown away by the next wave of air.
When Hiyori landed, she did not pause. As soon as her toes touched the ice, her knees were already pressed down, her waist was twisted, and the blade of the knife was raised from bottom to top.
Hyorinmaru leaned back, and the blade passed across his Adam's apple, cutting off three blue hairs.
He swept across with his sword.
"Ice Dragon Tail Spin."
The tip of the knife drew an arc, and where the arc passed, white ice crystals precipitated in the air.
The ice crystals connected into pieces, and the pieces connected into a wall, and the wall pressed towards Hiyori.
Hiyori swung his sword, and with one strike, the ice wall cracked from the middle.
With two knives, the cracked ice wall shattered into four pieces.
Three knives, four knives and five knives, the pieces turned into powder, and the powder was picked up by the wind of the knife and scattered behind her.
She stood in the ice chips, holding a knife in one hand and pointing the tip of the knife diagonally at the ground.
Kyunnan Shiro pulled Yan Si's sleeves and stood on tiptoes. "Hey? Hiyori is so awesome~"
Yan Si still didn't respond to Hiyori. He looked at Hyorinmaru's back and spoke calmly:
"The strongest ice-based Zanpakutō."
Hyorinmaru's back stiffened. He grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, lifted the blade from the side of his waist, raised it from bottom to top, and raised it diagonally toward the sky.
"Ice Moon."
A half-moon-shaped ice blade flew out from the tip of the knife.
The three ice blades were stacked together, with their edges staggered by half an inch, and they were rotating and slashing towards Hiyori.
Hiyori Blocked with a horizontal sword, the blade made a muffled sound, and the body slid back three inches.
Hyorinmaru didn't wait for her to stand firm, and raised the knife above her head with both hands, the tip of the knife pointed upward.
Reishi is coming from all directions, and the white airflow visible to the naked eye spins into the tip of the knife.
The tip of the knife lit up with a dazzling light, and the light spread downwards.
Then it is compressed, the light collapses inward, and condenses into a long and thin Ice Spike. Ice Spike hangs three inches in front of the tip of the knife, rotating slowly.
Each time it turns, the length increases by one foot and the tip becomes one minute thinner.
Hyorinmaru Press both arms down.
"Fall."
Ice Spike breaks away from the tool tip.
There was no roar, no piercing sound.
The speed increased suddenly, and white cracks were torn open in the air.
Ice Spike hit where Hiyori was standing.
Boom!
The ice grows wildly outward from the point of impact, spreading close to the ground, then increasing in thickness, rolling up the edges, and then rising upwards, layer by layer, layer by layer.
A Iceberg stands in the center of Icefield.
The surface is as smooth as a mirror, and the solidified outline of Hiyori is revealed inside. Holding the knife with both hands, the tip of the knife is forward, and the whole person is locked in the moment of rising. Hyorinmaru put away the knife, and he turned around and tapped the knife tandem with Dragon Claw.
"Although without the blessing of the master, the Zanpakutō cannot exert its full strength."
"But, I am the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō."
"How could it be possible to lose to a Lieutenant."
Visored present are all acquaintances. Having followed Yan Si for so long, of course I know their approximate strength.
It is true that Hiyori is a little genius, but he is still far behind.
"Oh! Awesome!" Kyunnan Shiro pointed to the side, "There are more over there."
In the direction of her finger, water began to seep from the edge of Iceberg.
As soon as the water droplets appear, they turn into white steam, hissing, wisp after wisp, peeling off the ice surface and rising upwards.
A scorching flame swept over him, and Hyorinmaru jumped back to avoid it.
"Want to melt my ice? Let Ryūjin Jakka do it."
The flames hit Iceberg. Hiss! Steam exploded.
In the center of Iceberg, the outline of Hiyori begins to shake.
Her eyelids moved, and the ice crystals on her eyelashes fell off, fell on her collar, and shattered into powder.
Opening her eyes, she saw the source of the flames through the melting ice wall.
Love Aikawa stood ten steps away, carrying a giant Spiked Club on his shoulders.
The head of the stick is burning with a red flame. The flame is not attached to the surface, but seeps out from the inside.
With each jump, the air twists.
Hiyori raised his right hand and made a fist, and the ice wall exploded.
At the same time as the broken ice was splashing, she had already jumped out.
He pushed his feet on the ground and shot towards Hyorinmaru.
The knife is in front and the person is behind.
Hyorinmaru slashed horizontally. The moment the blades met, Hiyori's face was less than three feet away from him.
The mouth under the mask is open.
"Ha."
Red light gushes from the depths of his throat.
Cero burst out from the mouth, the distance was too close, there was no trajectory, and there was no delay.
The red light had just appeared and had already hit Hyorinmaru's left shoulder.
Click.
The left arm is disconnected from the shoulder joint.
The break was neat, there was no blood, and only ice chips fell down.
The entire arm turned twice in mid-air and landed three inches away from his feet, with the fingertips still holding the claws.
Hyorinmaru looked down at his empty left shoulder, then raised his eyes.
Hiyori had already sheathed her knife and retreated, falling back to Love Aikawa's side. Love's Spiked Club was still on fire, and the firelight shone on her mask, dyeing the white surface orange.
Hyorinmaru's brows furrowed. He didn't expect the other party's Cero to be released so quickly, with no preparation at all.
He turned his head and glanced at Yan Si with his peripheral vision. He was standing there with his hands in his pockets without moving.
Hyorinmaru looked away, and the ice crystals at the fracture began to grow.
The skeletal Ice Spike poked its head out first, then the muscle-like ice layer wrapped it, and finally the skin-like ice film covered the surface.
The newborn's left arm hangs by his side, his fingers opening and closing.
The captain's fire can melt his ice.
Of course, since there is no master, it cannot fully display its strength.
But being suppressed like this, as the strongest ice-type Zanpakutō, doesn't he have no face?
In order not to be underestimated by that guy Yan Si, you have to use all your strength. In the worst case, go back to him Inner world to rest!
He gripped the handle of the knife tightly, preparing to release all his power.
A sound broke through the air behind me. "Destroy him."
The ethereal voice sticks to the back of my neck.
"Iron Syringe."
Hyorinmaru turned around, and the light had already penetrated his chest.
The spear point with a flat blade and a broad spine penetrated from the back and exited from the chest.
Yadomaru Lisa stood behind him, holding a gun in one hand.
Her mask is diamond-shaped, with a cross-shaped slit carved in the center. The pupils behind the slit are pure black, and her eyes are emitting scarlet light.
She turned her wrist and twisted the gun body half a circle in Hyorinmaru's chest.
Then lift it up, from the chest to the collarbone, and from the collarbone to the mandible.
The tip of the spear cut through the ice layer, ice core, and ice ridges, cut through the newly regenerated left arm, and cut through his right shoulder holding the knife.
Hyorinmaru's body is divided into two halves, with the left half leaning backward and the right half leaning forward.
Lisa did not stop, the gun body was retracted and then thrust out. Three cold lights lit up at the same time, cutting through the waist, knees and ankles of the two halves of the body.
Eight pieces of Hyorinmaru were scattered on the ice.
The left arm is alone, and the fingers still hold the knife, although the knife is no longer there.
The torso is divided into four sections, and the cross-section is as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the cold light from the ceiling.
Lisa put away his gun and stood there, the butt of the gun resting on the ice, making a loud sound.
She held the gun in one hand and stood up straight.
Kyunnan Shiro clapped his hands. "Wow, Lisa has become so awesome too."
Yan Si nodded slightly and looked at the five people.
Hiyori stood at the front with the tip of the knife hanging to the ground.
Love Aikawa was half a step to her right, Spiked Club was slanted on her shoulder, and the flames were still dancing.
Lisa was two steps to her left, the butt of the gun was on the ground, and the tip of the gun was pointing to the sky.
Farther away, Hirako Shinji stood on the same spot, pressing the handle of the knife. Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō stood beside him, with his fingers hanging on his waist.
Neither of them looked at the center of the battlefield, they looked at Yan Si.
Yan Si's eyes moved from Hirako's face to Rōjūrō's face, and then back again.
If he had tried to help Hyorinmaru just now, he would have been attacked by two people.
"They don't know how to fight each other. They seem irrational, but they still know how to cooperate."
Hiyori charges, Love rescues, and Lisa goes around and kills.
He replayed the battle just now in his mind, and then said softly, "It's really good."
Remember Fusion with the power of Visored, you need to fight to consume the Desire they inspired, and then you can find the balance point.
Fortunately, this is still Central Great The Jail, although it is only on the third floor.
Yan Si calmly said to Hyorinmaru, which had been broken into eight pieces. "Get up quickly, just take charge of Hiyori."
Crushed ice began to roll around his feet, with eight fragments sliding towards the same point from different directions.
The edges are aligned and the cross-sections fit together, and the cracks heal quickly. Hyorinmaru stood up, looked down at his newly grown chest, and then at the right hand holding the knife.
He took a step forward, pointing the tip of the knife at Hiyori.
He didn't say anything. The most powerful ice-based Zanpakutō's face had already been shattered once, broken into eight pieces. Anything more would be redundant.
Yan Si turned his head, and Kyunnan Shiro was standing on tiptoe, looking around.
"Kyunnan Shiro."
"Huh?"
"Go play with Lisa."
Kyunnan Shiro blinked and then laughed.
"Okay~!"
She wiped her right hand across her cheek, and the white substance seeped out from under her skin, crawling up from her chin, across her lips, across the bridge of her nose, and across her eyelids.
When her right hand came down, the mask had taken shape.
The voice coming out from under the mask was brighter than usual, with a longer tail tone. "Okay~!"
Both feet kicked the ground, the ice exploded, and the whole person was shot towards Lisa.
Lisa blocked with his gun, the gun body collided with his fist, and the muffled sound caused the ice shards above his head to fall.
Yan Si raised his head, the rock formations on the ceiling were glowing gray under the cold light, and there was nothing there.
But he knew someone was watching, so he said softly, "Do me a favor, don't let the breath here leak out."
This was said to Chiziro Kenpachi.
Sure enough, Reiatsu changed, continuously intensified and spread, spreading outward and spreading along the rock crevice wall.
After a while, this space was sealed.
Yan Si lowered his gaze, stretched out his hand and waved towards Hirako Shinji.
Moved towards Ōtoribashi Rōjūrō.
Moved towards Love Aikawa.
"Let's challenge each other." He closed his fingers, palm upward, and hooked his index finger a few times.
"I'm alone."
"Pick three of you."
"Ouch!!" Love was angered by Yan Si's provocative form and roared to the sky.
He pushed his feet on the ground, and the ice sank and collapsed.
Centered on his feet, the entire ice layer with a diameter of three meters sank half a meter downward.
The cracks radiated wildly in all directions and stopped only when they hit the ice wall in the distance.
He jumped up, holding the giant Spiked Club in both hands, with the head of the club trailing behind him. Flames seeped out from inside the metal, dragging out a long tail flame in the air.
In an instant, it came to the sky above Yan Si and hit it hard.
The flame was compressed into a ball at the head of the club, and white smoke rose from the edge of the ball. The smoke was torn into two wisps at high speed, and floated back against the side of the face.
That momentum is intended to smash Yan Si's brain like a watermelon!
Yan Si raised his head and looked at the Spiked Club that was getting closer and closer. He opened his mouth calmly. "Dankū."
Buzz! The air vibrates.
Spiked Club was blocked half a meter away from Yan Si's head, and the head of the stick hit the wall.
Rumble, rumble!
Flames shot out from the point of impact and spread along the wall to both sides. The flames licked the transparent wall, trying to find gaps and get through.
Yan Si stood where he was, his hair not being moved by the heat wave.
Love and the Roar came from the other side of the wall, louder and urgent.
"Play it, Kinshara." A third voice joined the battlefield, and the golden whip struck from the side of Yan Si.
The whip body draws a wavy trajectory in the air, and the golden flower at the tip of the whip fully blooms, with all five petals spread out, and the edges are so sharp that they can cut off light.
The golden flower began to rotate faster, and with each revolution, the edges of the petals became brighter.
By the third turn, fine air vortices had appeared around the golden flower.
The target position was the left waist and abdomen of Yan Si. Yan Si turned his eyes sideways and saw the whip and the golden flower, and the golden afterimage of the petals spinning and dragging out.
He whispered again:
"Thundering carriages, between the cracks of spinning wheels."
"The wounds are torn, the whips are wailing."
"This is the arc of punishment, this is the sentence of pardon."
"The marks of the whip mark the contract, the thorns that break the clock."
"Wrap around, shrink, and bite the void."
Yan Si Raise your right hand, spread your fingers and push forward with your palm.
"Carving inescapable lines into the shins of those who escape."
"Bakudō #61·Six-staff light prison·Light Whip Seat."
Six rays of golden light shot out from his palm.
Each ray of light takes on a form the moment it leaves the palm, with a snake head and a python body with fine scales. Their speed is faster than Kinshara, and their trajectory is more tricky than Kinshara.
The first three bite the golden flower, one wraps around the receptacle, and the other wraps around the base of the petals.
One line goes through the center of the flower, comes out from the other side, and then goes back and goes through again, and the golden flower stops spinning.
The last three passes over Kinshara and shoot straight towards Rōjūrō.
Rōjūrō opened his mouth, and golden light bloomed from the depths of his throat.
Golden Cero!
The beam of light erupted from his mouth, and the air where it passed was ionized, and fine golden arcs danced around the edge of the beam.
Light Whip is not hardwired.
They dispersed before Cero arrived. Three golden lights bypassed the light pillar from three directions and approached from Rōjūrō's visual blind spot.
The left rib, right knee, and back of the neck are wrapped and tightened.
Rōjūrō's body froze in mid-air.
Yan Si gathered the five fingers of his right hand and held the end of Light Whip. He pulled it hard and flew Rōjūrō straight up.
Rōjūrō's entire body was pulled up from where he was, and his body drew a semicircular trajectory in the air, from the right side of Yan Si to the front of Yan Si and to the top of Love's head.
Yan Si let go, and Rōjūrō hit Love.
Bang! The two collided and rolled backwards.
Ice shards exploded beneath them, and shards of ice flew up.
When it rolled to the seventieth lap, Love's back collided with a raised Iceberg.
He put his hands on the ground to steady himself.
Rōjūrō bounced off of him, flipped in mid-air, put his feet together and stepped on Love's lower abdomen.
Love did not hide. He held Spiked Club with both hands and thrust the stick head down into the ice.
The moment the ice cracked, his legs had been curled up, and the soles of his feet were stretched out together toward the sky.
Rōjūrō's feet are stepping on the soles of Love's feet.
The two people's eyes met. Rōjūrō's pupils were scarlet.
Love's pupils are also scarlet.
Red light exploded between the two of them.
Love exerts force on both legs, and the thigh completes the entire process from contraction to extension. The force is transmitted from the heel to the sole of the foot, and from the sole of the foot to the Rōjūrō sole.
Rōjūrō was launched like a cannonball, flying towards Yan Si.
He stretched his right arm forward and his five fingers joined together to form a knife.
Kinshara I don't know when it had shortened into a three-foot-long straight stick, which he held in the palm of his hand.
The golden flower at the end of the stick bloomed again, the petals rotated, and sharp traces of light trailed out from the edges.
His eyes were fixed on Yan Si's eyebrows, and the golden flowers at the tips reflected the murderous edge in his eyes.
Yan Si The center of gravity moves backward, the waist and abdomen are folded back, and the back is almost parallel to the ice surface.
Rōjūrō's golden flowers brushed against the tip of his nose, and the edges of the petals cut off his forehead.
The broken hair was floating in the air before it landed. Yan Si's right knee had already been raised, and the knee pushed into Rōjūrō's abdomen.
Rōjūrō's body stopped instantly from a high-speed forward state and folded into a V-shape.
White mist came out of his mouth, and his eyes widened under the mask.
Yan Si exerted force on his knees, and Rōjūrō flew into the sky.
The upward trajectory is straight, without deviation or rotation.
Yan Si slaps the air with both hands.
Bang! Two explosions overlapped into one.
He disappeared on the spot and appeared above Rōjūrō.
Rōjūrō is still rising, Yan Si is already above his head.
Make fists with both hands and raise them overhead, open your back, close your shoulder blades, and open your chest.
He put his fists together and then hit Rōjūrō on the chest.
"Nana Naru." Boom!!! The air exploded.
The shock wave sweeps from the impact point to all directions and spreads in a spherical shape.
At the edge of the sphere, the ice was lifted up, the sand was blown away, and the gravel rolled in mid-air.
The ice surface cracked and the ice layer lifted.
Remote Kensei's lying body was pushed three inches laterally by the shock wave, and his clothes were shaking in the wind.
Collapse!!!
Rōjūrō smashed into the ice, causing the ice to dent. Centered on the spot where his back rested, the ice surface with a diameter of 100 meters collapsed downwards, and an ice wall rose up around the edge.
At the bottom of the pit, Rōjūrō was lying on his back with his limbs spread out.
His mask was split into fine lines from the chin, and the fine lines extended upwards across the cheekbones, across the eyelids, and stopped at the center of the brow.
He turned his head. "Ouch!"
A roar was squeezed out of his throat, and his hands violently reached toward the sky. His fingers tightened and he grasped something.
Yan Si lowered his head, with a golden rope wrapped around his right ankle. The other end of the rope was connected to Rōjūrō's palm.
Kinshara.
Before Rōjūrō was smashed into the ground, Kinshara was put into the most concealed form and hidden in the air.
The rope hung there while he was being beaten.
The moment Yan Si was dragged, the rope tightened.
Rōjūrō flipped his wrist, wrapped Kinshara around his wrist, and held on tightly.
Yan Si's body paused in the air.
Bang! Bang! Two loud bangs exploded from under the feet of Love.
His feet had already stepped through the ice and sunk into the ground.
The calf sank into the ice, the knees bent, and the thigh muscles bulged.
Hold the Spiked Club rod head upward with both hands, and the flame will be squeezed outward from the inside of the metal.
The flame at the head of the stick compressed, and the edge glowed blue. The surrounding ice began to melt and turned directly into water vapor.
Love opened his mouth and took a deep breath, and the flame was sucked into his mouth.
His chest swelled, orange light shone between his ribs, and Reishi began to gather on his chest.
Light spots visible to the naked eye seep out from under the skin and converge toward the mouth.
The light spots become denser and denser, becoming brighter and brighter, changing from transparent to orange, and from orange to golden red.
Love Aimed at the sky and had his ankles tied with ropes, Yan Si could not dodge.
"Ha!"
Flames spurted from his mouth and hit the Reishi ball.
The flame was sucked into the Reishi ball, and the ball expanded from three feet to five feet, from golden red to incandescent.
The center of the sphere is so bright that the surrounding light is bending towards it and then ejected.
"Flame Cero!"
The beam of light soared into the sky, with orange flame patterns wrapped around its edges. Yan Si's eyes flashed with lightning, and he quickly chanted:
"Beast bones, spires, red crystal, wheels of steel,
It spirals into the groove of the sphenoid bone to form the navel of thunder.
Movement is wind, stillness is emptiness,
This body is transformed in the sound.
--Hadō #63: Raikōhō·Thunder Roar Cannon·Scapula Seat!"
"Shunko!"
Thunder fire shot out from the shoulder blades on his back, creating a huge propulsion force that instantly rushed him towards the ground.
Even though Kinshara had turned into an iron pillar and a straight whip, it was forcefully bent by Yan Si.
Yan Si just dodged the attack of flame Cero.
Thunder fire emerged from the shoulder blades and wrapped around the whole body, hitting Rōjūrō below.
Rōjūrō held the stick with both hands and pushed his feet on the ground, leaning back, still dragging Kinshara without letting go. Yan Si was getting closer and closer to him, and his diving posture did not change at all, dragging the trail of thunder and fire, carrying all the potential energy accumulated from high altitude.
Smash it down.
Boom boom boom!!!
The ice surface disappeared, and beneath the ice was sand.
The sand has also disappeared, and beneath it are rock formations.
The rock layer cracked, and Yan Si stood at the bottom of the pit.
His knees were slightly bent and his right hand rested on the ground.
The thunder fire on the shoulder blade had just extinguished, and two streaks of light blue smoke remained in the air.
He raised his head and scanned around him, but there was no Rōjūrō.
Stand up and look around.
Not far away, Hirako Shinji stood in place.
He stretched out his right hand and spread his fingers slightly, holding the hilt of the Zanpakutō in his palm, with the blade lying horizontally. The tip of the sword was facing left, and the sword's tang was facing right.
Counterclockwise, turn slowly.
"Fall down, Sakanade."
Under Hirako Shinji's mask, scarlet pupils were looking at Yan Si.
No charge, no roar.
He just stood there, the knife turning and his eyes watching.
Yan Si looked at him.
This guy, even if he becomes Visored.
It's better to observe first and then take action.