Yan Si looked away.
In front of him, Visored Hirako stood in place, with Sakanade still spinning in his hand.
Five steps to the right of Hirako, Rose Otoribashi stood with his hands down, and the tip of Kinshara's whip squirmed gently on the ice.
Five steps to the left, Visored Love carried Spiked Club on his shoulders. The flame on the head of the stick had been extinguished, leaving only the dark red residual heat crawling on the metal surface.
Yan Si clenched his right fist, not aiming at anyone.
The peak of the fist was aimed at the empty ice surface directly in front, at the narrow gap between Hirako and Rōjūrō.
Swing it out violently.
"One Bone."
Push your fist forward.
Boom!
A wave of air exploded from the position in front of the fist.
The air wave spread forward in a fan shape, plowing radial ravines on the ice where it passed. The depth of these ravines was more than half a foot. The ice pieces with raised edges flipped in the air, fell, and were picked up by the next air wave. The broken ice was rolled up to a height of three feet, hung high for half a second, and then splashed in all directions.
far away.
Kensei had just sat down next to a piece of Iceberg. Before his buttocks could settle down, a strong wind was blowing in his face.
He closed his eyes, his eyelids were squeezed close to his eyeballs by the wind, and fine wrinkles were blown out of the corners of his eyes.
He raised his arms to shield himself in front of his face. The fabric of his sleeves was blown by the wind and clung tightly to his forearms.
Kyunnan Shiro squatted next to him, protecting Lisa behind him.
Her hair was pulled back by the wind, and the hair strands danced wildly in the air, and some of them were tangled together and tied into knots.
She squinted her eyes and opened her mouth wide, trying to say something, but as soon as her voice came out, it was torn to pieces by the wind.
The wind stopped, Kyunnan Shiro put down the hand in front of his face.
He turned to look at Kensei, his eyes were bright, and his pupils reflected the figure with fists in the distance.
"Little Future is really strong!"
Kensei didn't answer and looked into the distance. Yan Si stood there, his right fist already withdrawn to his waist.
The ice surface within three feet around him was full of radial cracks, and the furthest crack extended to Hirako's feet before stopping.
Kyunnan Shiro came over and grabbed Kensei's sleeve with one hand.
"Kensei Do you know."
"Little Future can integrate Kidō into White Strike."
She tilted her head and thought for three seconds, and two shallow lines formed between her eyebrows.
"What do you call coaxing?"
She scratched her cheek with her free hand.
"Forget it, he's super strong anyway!"
Kensei also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with some relief, "This kid really hides it very well."
Kyunnan Shiro blinked. "You just know?"
Kensei ignored her and continued to watch. As for Yan Si's strength, he always knew that the other party was hiding it, but it didn't matter.
Because Yan Si is Ninth Division's family and will never do anything detrimental to them.
For example, the beads that can give people Hollowification strength, now he also reacted after seeing the situation.
The power gained by him and Kyunnan Shiro is definitely higher than that of Visored Hirako.
Because when he was using High-Speed Regeneration and Hierro just now, he had a feeling that these two skills actually appeared naturally in his mind.
None of the other Visoreds at the scene were used. Of course, it may be because they have not yet regained their senses.
But...
Kensei looked at Visored Hirako and twitched the corner of his mouth.
He and Hirako have known each other for a long time, and Rōjūrō and Love are actually juniors.
Therefore, he believed that Hirako Shinji had now regained his sanity. The reason why he was still fighting and even commanding the other two to fight was probably because he wanted to find out the background of Yan Si.
Kensei turned his head and looked at Hachigen Ushōda who was still lying on the ground, and then looked at Hiyori who was still entangled with Hyorinmaru.
After confirming again, he was even more sure that Visored Hirako had now regained his sanity. He withdrew his gaze and looked at Hirako again.
He murmured in a low voice, "Yan Si, you kid should suffer too."
Kyunnan Shiro's ears twitched and he turned to stare at Kensei.
"Why should Little Future suffer?"
Her mouth pouted and she said with some dissatisfaction
Kensei didn't look at her. "Because that kid has never suffered a loss. Future wants to be the one who leads everyone forward. This is not a good thing."
Kyunnan Shiro tilted his head and thought for three seconds, blinking his eyelashes twice.
"Little Future wants to be Captain-General?"
She blinked and then smiled, grinning her mouth to both sides, showing her neat teeth.
"That's right, Little Future should be Captain-General!"
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest and made a snap sound.
"This way we will have a lot of snacks to eat in the future." She raised her right index finger and said, "There is also a fixed holiday."
He raised his right middle finger and said, "Wages will also rise!"
Kensei was speechless, shook his head and said nothing, and did not continue the topic.
far away.
Yan Si's back exploded with blood.
Pull it diagonally downward from the right shoulder blade to the left waist.
Shinigami uniform has three parallel slits with neat edges, as if cut by an extremely sharp blade.
Blood seeped out from the crack, first as fine blood beads, and then the blood beads connected into a line, flowing down the side of the waist, flowing over the edge of the belt, dripping on the ice, and blooming into dark red dots on the white ice.
Yan Si looked down at his chest, there were no wounds, Shinigami uniform's front was intact, not even a scratch.
The One Bone just missed the target, Visored Hirako swung the knife over, but was cut in the back.
He turned sideways, and there was no one on his left.
When he turned to the right, there was no one on the right. The sound of golden flowers breaking through the air came from the rear left. The sound was very thin and had the sharpness of metal.
He dodged to the right, but felt a tearing sensation on his right shoulder blade behind his back.
Another wound.
Yan Si stopped and stood there without moving.
The blood was still flowing, seeping out from the new wound, mixing with the blood from the three wounds just now, dyeing his entire back deep red.
He lowered his eyes and understood now.
Sakanade's ability is not just about flipping backwards and forwards.
It's a combination!
Front and back, left and right, up and down can be reversed individually or simultaneously.
He just dodged to the right, but he actually hit the left.
He just dodged the attack from the rear left, but was actually facing the attack from the front right.
It's useless to rely on thinking to deal with it. Yan Si reached for his waist and pulled out the empty scabbard, and unexpectedly a Zanpakutō was pulled out.
He held the hilt of his Zanpakutō with the tip of the knife facing down, and said softly:
"Break it into pieces, Kyōka Suigetsu."
Click!
There was a cracking sound in the air.
It's very light, like the first fine lines on the ice.
But the sound didn't come from a certain direction, it came from all directions at the same time, from the surface of the skin, from the depths of the eardrums, and from behind the eyeballs.
Yan Si inserted Enrakyōten back, then closed his eyes and came inside Inner Image.
The boundless Red Mist is flowing slowly.
Without hesitation, he put his feet on the ground and rushed directly towards the sunrise above Red Mist.
Red Mist swept backwards beside him, the mist was torn apart by his body, and then closed behind him.
Getting closer and closer, the sun getting bigger and bigger. He passed through the last layer of fog, and the throne of ice and fire was suspended in the middle of the void.
On the throne.
The black robe was stretched open. No one was wearing the robe, but it maintained its stretched shape.
The shoulders are raised, the chest is raised, the waist is tightened, and the hem is dropped.
It's like at a certain moment, the person wearing it suddenly disappears, but the robe still retains the outline of that person.
The silver-white mask hangs three inches above the backrest.
No one is wearing the mask, but it hangs there at the same angle it sits on the face.
The facial features of the mask are very blurry, with only two holes for the eyes, and behind the holes is pure darkness.
Yan Si landed and looked at the empty throne, the robe, and the mask.
He turned his back to the throne and sat down.
The moment he sat down, the black robe slipped off the backrest.
It didn't fall, it flew over on its own. The robe unfolded automatically, drew an arc in the air, and then landed on his shoulders.
The corners of the robe drooped down, covering his legs, and piled up into soft folds at the ankles.
A silver-white mask floated from the air, landed on his face, and covered his facial features.
Inner world vibrates.
Red Mist began to roll, shrinking inward from the edge and surging upward from below.
The entire space was trembling, and the ice crystals suspended in the air were trembling, colliding with each other and making tiny tinkling sounds.
Yan Si opened his eyes, and the eyes under the mask swept forward.
Visored Hirako, Rose Otoribashi, Visored Love.
The three of them were still standing where they were.
He grinned from ear to ear.
The corners of the mouth were cracked so much that the back molars and tongue could be seen, and the white teeth reflected under the cold light.
The corners of his eyes were raised and narrowed into two curved arcs. A fanatical flame ignited in the depths of his pupils.
"Since the thinking way of fighting is useless."
His voice came out from under the mask, deeper than usual, with an echo.
"Then leave it to instinct."
He made fists with both hands and struck back.
He punched his right fist and his left fist at the same time in the direction of the empty space behind him.
Boom!!!
The space trembled, and the air exploded where the punch struck.
The shock wave spreads in a spherical shape. A layer of ice is peeled off the edge of the spherical shape, and the shaved ice chips are shaken into powder in mid-air.
The figure of Love appeared from the void.
He was blasted out from that empty position.
Holding Spiked Club in front of him with both hands, the stick body was bent into an arc by the wind of the fist. At the most severe bending point, fine cracks appeared on the metal surface. Those cracks extended from the center of the stick body to both ends, and every inch of extension, there was a branch, and the cracks branched into finer branches.
He opened his mouth, and blood spurted out from the corner of his mouth, spraying on the inside of the mask. A drop seeped out from the edge of the eye hole, flowing down the surface of the mask, flowing over the cheekbones, flowing through the chin, and was blown away by the wind when it was about to drip.
Love was hit by the shock wave and flew backwards, flipping continuously in the air. Blood beads were thrown out from his body, drawing a red spiral trajectory in the air.
Smashed into the ice hundreds of meters away.
Boom! The ice exploded with a sound.
Centered on the spot where his back was resting, the ice surface was sunken downwards and the edges were raised in a circle Ice Spike.
The broken ice splashed up and hung high for half a second, then crashed down and hit him, burying him in the pile of broken ice.
The sound of golden flowers breaking through the air came from behind.
Yan Si didn't look back, he raised his right foot and stamped it down hard.
Bang!!!
The ice beneath my feet exploded.
The figure of Rōjūrō flew out from under the ice. The power of Yan Si's foot penetrated the ice, penetrated the thirty-foot-thick ice, and shook him out of his hiding place.
His whole body rushed out from under the ice, like a stone thrown by a trebuchet, rushing upwards into the sky, and then exhausted and began to fall.
Smash back onto the ice.
Boom! The ground collapsed.
The crow-shaped mask on his face was split between his eyebrows.
The crack extended downward, across the bridge of the nose and lips, and the mask split into two halves and slipped off the face.
The left half landed next to his ear, and the right half rolled three feet away, spinning twice on the ice and stopping.
A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and the blood spattered on the broken ice. His eyes turned white and he lost consciousness.
Yan Si stood there, waiting for the last one.
From a distance, Kyunnan Shiro, who saw Yan Si killing the two captains so neatly, opened his eyes wide and shouted:
"Why did Little Future suddenly become so strong!"
She turned to look at Kensei. She moved too quickly and her neck made a slight click. "He's not wearing a mask either!"
Kensei also frowned, not quite understanding what had changed.
Because they all hit Kyōka Suigetsu activated by Yan Si.
If you want to hypnotize them to the effect of Aizen, you have to consume too much Spiritual Power and Soul Power, which is not worth it.
So what Yan Si chose was just to interfere with their perception and vision.
In the eyes of the two of them, they still saw Yan Si wearing Shinigami uniform, and their auras had not changed much.
Suddenly and easily defeating Love and Rōjūrō, of course there will be a sense of disobedience and suspicion.
However, even if Kensei and Kyunnan Shiro were suspicious, they would not investigate further, let alone test and make small moves like Hirako.
I still have some confidence in the two of them.
As for the Visoreds, even after they regain their senses, things will be a little peaceful, because the interference of Kyōka Suigetsus will make them ambiguous.
Kensei was frowning and observing, when suddenly a chill broke out in the distance on the right.
At the end of Icefield, Hyorinmaru held the knife with both hands, the tip of the knife pointed upward. Within three feet of his body, the temperature dropped sharply.
The moisture in the air was frozen into fine ice crystals, suspended in mid-air. Each ice crystal reflected the cold light from the ceiling, weaving a flickering halo around him.
The blade of the blade is pressed down, and ice pours out from the tip of the blade and spreads.
The ice layer spreads out against the ice surface, towards Hiyori directly in front, and towards Hachigen Ushōda lying further away.
Ice crawls very quickly, more than three meters per second.
The edge of the ice layer is not a smooth arc, but jagged saw teeth, and each saw tooth splits into finer saw teeth as it extends forward.
Hiyori just raised her hand, ice had already sealed her ankles and climbed to her knees.
She looked down and saw white ice reflected in her scarlet pupils.
The ice climbed up to her waist, and she struggled and twisted, but the ice layer did not move at all.
When she climbed to her chest, she opened her mouth to use Cero, but before she could do it, her mouth was already sealed by ice and her whole body was covered.
Hiyori's entire body was sealed in transparent ice, and his posture still maintained the motion of raising the knife, with the blade pointing diagonally toward the sky.
The ice continued to spread, spread around Hachigen Ushōda, climbed up his body, and sealed it. Two ice sculptures stood at the end of Icefield.
The ice sculpture of Hiyori maintains an attacking posture, and the ice sculpture of Hachigen Ushōda maintains a lying posture, one standing and one lying down.
Hyorinmaru inserted the knife back into his waist and stood there, his chest heaving violently.
Every time he rises and falls, his chest lifts up greatly, and the outline of his ribs under the skin can be seen clearly.
The gasping sound was loud and could be heard far away on the quiet Icefield.
When he noticed that Yan Si was using Enrakyōten, he knew that he could not drag it out any longer.
That's why he directly exploded the remaining power and sealed Hachigen next to him who didn't seem to be awake yet.
At this moment, he really didn't have much strength left, so he turned around and walked to a piece of Iceberg and sat down cross-legged.
After this battle, Hyorinmaru wants his master even more.
Otherwise, what would happen if the most powerful ice-type Zanpakutō always failed to achieve its reputation?
Who doesn't know Ryūjin Jakka and Soul Society? It's not because he is bound to Genryūsai Shigekuni Yamamoto.
When he finds the super genius Yan Si mentioned, he won't suffer such a loss! He closed his eyes and took a breath to rest.
In the distance, Kyunnan Shiro points to Hyorinmaru.
"Hey, are you tired of Ice Cube too?"
Kensei ignored her, he was still looking at Yan Si.
Yan Si stood there, his expression invisible under the mask, just standing like that.
Hirako Shinji has regained consciousness after waking up this time.
It was a little fuzzy at first, but when Yan Si appeared and I pressed and pressed Rōjūrō to play, I became completely awake.
Soon he roughly sorted out the situation at the scene.
All the troops that supported that day were attacked by surprise, injected with virtual power, and now they have become Visored.
The strength has indeed been greatly improved, and I am afraid that after Bankai, it will directly reach the peak level of First-level Spiritual Pressure.
However, when he saw Hyorinmaru and Visored Kyunnan Shiro, he suddenly felt a little strange. The special one was Kyunnan Shiro. Although they were all Visored, their auras were slightly different.
Of course, this does not mean that the breath of Visored is the same, it is a matter of breath proportion.
Kyunnan Shiro is obviously much more powerful than Shinigami, and Xu's power is an absolute assist.
But they are different. Even now that they are conscious, the power of void still accounts for the majority of them.
This is not a good thing, as it means that there is a risk of losing control and being contaminated by virtual power at any time.
However, after Yan Si beat Love violently, he observed that the proportion of Love and Rōjūrō's virtual strength was weakening.
Emotions? Hirako soon figured it out.
Both Rōjūrō and Love were in a state of rage, and the virtual power had the upper hand.
But as long as it is emotion, it can always be vented.
So as the battle passed, the strength of the two people became much more stable.
Hirako began to control his emotions consciously, and gradually his mind became clearer.
But when he saw Yan Si preparing to use his powerful moves against Rōjūrō, he immediately activated Shikai and rescued the person. Indeed, even if Yan Si really hit Rōjūrō, it probably wouldn't kill him.
However, Hirako will not let go of this rare opportunity.
This is the first time I have the opportunity to explore the bottom of Yan Si.
In fact, now, he no longer doubts that Yan Si was responsible for the collapse of Rukongai's soul and the disintegration of Shinigami.
However, after so many years, I have only now had the opportunity to see what Yan Si has hidden. We must not let it go to waste.
In order to get the answer in his heart, he must force Yan Si to reveal himself here.
Sakanade.
This is his ability. Although the Bankai ability cannot be used here, it should be enough.
The effect is very good. He can control the inversion of Sakanade at will, and it is almost impossible to crack it.
Seeing Yan Si's aura, he stretched out his hand to draw the knife, and then the aura on his body became a little distorted, and a familiar sense of dissonance kept echoing in Hirako's mind.
What's going on? I seem to encounter this feeling often.
Yan Si Ming didn't seem to have changed at all, why did he always feel a little awkward. He thought for a moment and signaled Love to attack.
Although the two of them have not fully recovered their sanity, they have already gained a basic understanding and know that Hirako is one of their own, so they have been cooperating with him in fighting.
Love rushed forward, Love flew into the sky, and Love rolled his eyes.
What!? Hirako stared in disbelief. Love is not a simple captain in his current state. How could he be defeated by Yan Si with such a simple answer.
Moreover, it was obvious that Yan Si had been interfered with, so why could it still find the location of Love and attack it in advance?
Try it again!
Hirako signaled to Rōjūrō, who rushed over with Kinshara in hand.
Rōjūrō attacked, Rōjūrō fell, and Rōjūrō's mask was shattered and he vomited blood and fainted.
Hirako's mouth corners kept twitching under the mask. The first time could be said to be a coincidence, but the second time it was definitely not.
Yan Si did crack his Sakanade, but it's completely unclear what method he used.
Hirako tightened his hand holding the knife.
He stared at Yan Si, looking from his head to his feet, and from his feet to his head. Yan Si's breath did not change, Reiatsu did not improve, and he stood exactly the same as before.
But Hirako always felt that something was wrong. It's hard to describe that feeling.
It was like walking along the road every day, and suddenly a stone slab tilted up.
You know it's there, you know it shouldn't be there, but you can't find which piece it is.
He thought for a while and walked towards Yan Si, walking very slowly and trying not to make any noise.
When he walked about seven meters away from Yan Si, Yan Si's right fist suddenly clenched.
Hirako's pupils contracted, and his feet moved backwards with force.
He had just retreated half a meter when a fist blast swept from where he had been standing.
The wind of the fist hit the ice, creating a shallow crater three meters in diameter, and splashing ice pieces as high as a person.
Hirako landed ten meters away and took a breath. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been injured by the punch.
Changed the direction, this time from above, lifted off to twenty meters above the head of Yan Si, and then slowly descended.
Eight meters, seven meters. Yan Si raised his right fist.
Hirako Flash Step Leave the place immediately.
Yan Si's fist rotated into the air, and the fist was wrapped with Reiatsu visible to the naked eye. Those Reiatsu were in a spiral shape, wrapping from the wrist to the fist peak, and condensed into a light blue ball of light three inches in front of the fist peak.
Hirako landed twenty meters away and looked at the light ball.
If he hadn't been running fast, he would have been seriously injured by this punch!
The light ball did not launch. Yan Si retracted his fist and the light ball disappeared.
Hirako stood there and looked at Yan Si.
After two trials, Hirako has understood the current status of Yan Si.
This guy gave up all sense and relied solely on instinct to drive his body to fight.
The seven-meter range is his "invincible field", which can also be said to be the "trigger field".
Hypnosis can indeed change people's cognition and deprive people of their five senses, but the body's instincts cannot do anything about it.
Instincts are either innate or conditioned reflexes developed through long-term training. The seven-meter range is the condition that will cause Yan Si to launch a reflex attack.
If you can't get close, try a long-range attack.
Hirako held Sakanade across his chest, holding the sword flat, and Reishi began to gather in front of him.
Spiritual Power light spots gathered on the chest, becoming denser and brighter.
Three seconds.
A Reishi ball with a diameter of more than three meters hangs on his chest.
Hirako Push forward with both hands.
"Cero!"
Reishi ball ejects, a beam of light spurts out from the center of the ball, more than three meters in diameter, pure red.
Wherever the light beam passed, the air was ionized, emitting a harsh hissing, and shot towards Yan Si.
Yan Si stood on the spot, and the light beam entered the seven-meter range.
He raised his right hand and spread out his five fingers, and slapped it towards the light pillar. The moment his palm hit the front of the light pillar, the three-meter-diameter light pillar stopped.
Yan Si flipped his wrist and the beam of light was shot away by him.
The light beam crashed into the other end of Icefield.
Boom!!!
The shock wave caused by the explosion swept across the entire Icefield.
The ground trembled, the ice cracked, and the broken ice was shaken off the surface, suspended in the air for half a second before falling.
Where the light beam landed, the ice surface disappeared.
A huge pit with a diameter of more than a kilometer appeared there. The bottom of the pit was bottomless, and only thick smoke billowed upwards from the depths.
The thick smoke rose to a height of a hundred feet, exploded at the top, and turned into a mushroom-shaped cloud.
Hirako zhan had no expression on his face, but a drop of cold sweat oozed from his forehead under the mask.
Starting from the hairline, it flows down along the center of the eyebrows, flows over the bridge of the nose, hangs on the tip of the nose for half a second, and then drips.
He looked at Yan Si and his throat moved. "There's something wrong. He is now at the level of First-level Spiritual Pressure, and the power of Cero is quite powerful."
Just look at the thousands-meter large crater and mushroom cloud that was blasted over there, and you will know that the power of this Cero is terrifying.
However, such a powerful attack was actually knocked away by Yan Si?
What a joke! Has this guy reached the peak of Shinigami?
He wanted to speak, wanted to say, wanted to say that he was awake, wanted to say that he wanted to forget it.
In Hirako's understanding, only Captain-General Yamamoto with full strength can achieve such a thing.
Could it be that this kid Yan Si has actually reached the level of Captain-General Yamamoto?
That one is recognized as the strongest Shinigami!
Impossible!
Hirako now regrets teasing Yan Si.
If we continue to fight in the current situation, we will definitely get a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Although the bottom of Yan Si has not yet been fully explored, it is better to stop when it is ready. The corners of Hirako's mouth twitched and he opened his mouth, and an ethereal voice sounded.
"Yan Si, I have cleared..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Si's face appeared in front of him, his right fist was held at his waist and he swung it out fiercely.
The fist kept expanding in Hirako's pupils.