"I killed Kenma----"
Soifon looked at the eight-sided Bee Crest in the palm of Kenma and suddenly lost his mind.
Two-Hit Kill, has been successful.
But why didn't he hide and was hit by him head-on?
Don't you know you will die?
This Setsuna, Soifon did not feel how excited they were, but instead felt an inexplicable regret.
Yoruichi's face appeared before his eyes.
Soifon has been with Yoruichi for a long time and can feel that Yoruichi values Kenma's husband very much.
How sad it would be if Lady Yoruichi knew that she killed Kenma.
How will you look at her later, and what face should she use to see Lady Yoruichi?
No.
Lady Yoruichi was watching the battle from the sidelines, seeing everything on the field clearly.
Must have seen her kill Kenma--
What will happen to myself?
Will you be hated and disgusted by Lady Yoruichi, or will you be abandoned by Lady Yoruichi?
Just when Soifon was in panic and unable to extricate himself, the palm in front of him suddenly moved.
The back of the hand was retracted, and the voice of Kenma sounded.
"I see, this is Two-Hit Kill."
Kenma looked at the black lines on his palms, his eyebrows spread out, and he looked at Soifon who was in a daze.
Soifon looked at the person who was supposed to be dead, but now he seemed to be fine. The first thought that came to his mind was still that of Yoruichi.
He's not dead!
Great, this way Lady Yoruichi won't be sad.
But then, a look of overwhelming astonishment was displayed unreservedly on that pretty face.
"You, you're not dead?"
"You were obviously hit by my Two-Hit Kill, why are you still alive?"
Kenma smiled in his heart, finally letting him wait for this moment.
He reached out to Soifon and spread his palms.
"Soifon, although your ability is dangerous, your power is too small."
"Let me tell you one thing, the battle between Shinigami is the battle between Spiritual Pressure."
"No matter how incomprehensible the abilities are, if the Spiritual Pressure gap between the two sides is too large, the one with the lower Spiritual Pressure will not be able to cause the slightest harm to the one with the higher Spiritual Pressure."
"Just like you and me now."
Soifon reacted immediately after being shocked.
She waved her arms and shouted, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"This is impossible!"
"My current Spiritual Pressure is already as tall as Captain-level. It's not easy."
"You mean, Captain-level other masters also have such a big gap in front of you!"
Kenma said calmly, "That's what I mean."
He could see the expression on Soifon's face.
The Spiritual Pressure all over the body was surging, but it did not explode outwards. Instead, it was restrained in the body without leaking at all.
"Soifon, with your level of ability, I can easily suppress you with just Spiritual Pressure."
As Kenma spoke, the black tattoo-like Bee Crest on his palm was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soifon's eyes widened, and he watched helplessly as his killing method had no effect at all and was easily removed.
The big hands with some rough calluses were as clean as new, with no trace of Bee Crest.
Although she still couldn't believe it, the facts were right in front of her, telling her clearly that this was reality!
The gap between the two is as big as clouds and mud.
Kenma took back his hand, his expression unchanged at all, as if he had done something trivial.
He looked at the shaken Soifon and said softly, "What, you want to give up after noticing the gap?"
"How is that possible!"
Soifon bit his silver teeth, distanced himself again, and retreated a hundred or ten meters away.
"I admit that your strength is far superior to mine, but I am not without any cards!"
"Bankai, then use it and let me see what you can do."
The more casual Kenma was, the angrier Soifon became.
The Suzumebachi in his hand was lying on his side, his eyes were filled with anger, and his expression turned firm, obviously he had made up his mind.
Spiritual Pressure, boiling like crazy!
"Since you are so confident in your own strength, then take a good look, my opinion!"
"Bankai, Suzumebachi Raijinseki!"
Soifon roared loudly, and like thunder, the thick Spiritual Pressure erupted, spurting upward, forming a Spiritual Pressure pillar reaching the sky.
Waves of air rolled up, rolling up the dust on the ground, and the smoke billowed, filling half of the martial arts arena, covering Soifon's figure.
"It's quite a grand occasion."
Kenma felt the Soifon Spiritual Pressure filling the air, which suddenly increased six or seven times compared with before.
After solving it, there is an obvious increase in the improvement of Shinigami Spiritual Pressure.
He stretched out his hand and fanned himself in front of his face, scattering the spreading smoke and dust, and looked ahead into the dust.
Bang!
The dull sound of a giant object falling to the ground was heard.
A petite and exquisite figure was looming under the cover of smoke. Beside this figure, stood a pillar that was twice as tall as that figure.
Buzz.
Soifon's Spiritual Pressure exploded, scattering all the smoke and dust that filled the field, revealing her current posture.
Soifon's appearance has not changed, except that the finger cot in his hand has turned into a bracket that wraps his arm. The pillar on his side is embedded in the bracket. It is golden in color and painted with black lines. The lower part is streamlined, and there are four metal tail fins on the upper part.
In this appearance, there is no pillar, but a huge missile.
Kenma naturally knows a lot about Bankai of Soifon.
Soifon's Zanpakuto, from the finger cot just behind Shikai to the missile in front of him at this moment, is obviously another evolution of ability.
From Two-Hit Kill, to One-Hit Kill.
"It's really an exaggeration Bankai."
"But such a huge body and so heavy are contrary to the purpose of Onmitsukidō."
Soifon stared closely at Kenma, who looked relaxed and happy, with a layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead, and his expression was a little reluctant.
Such a huge Bankai is too much of a burden for her now and is a bit difficult to control.
"You are right."
"This is the shortcoming of my Bankai. It is too big to hide, too heavy to move, too dazzling for an assassin like me, and extremely unsuitable for my fighting style."
"But the advantage is also extremely outstanding, that is the huge destructive power of Suzumebachi Raijinseki!"
Kenma nodded slightly, a smile seemed to appear on his face.
"Perhaps this is what assassination is all about."
"As long as all the witnesses are killed, it will be a perfect assassination."
Soifon had a sneer on his pale face.
"How about, this is my Bankai."
"No matter how fast your Flash Step is, you can't escape the coverage of Suzumebachi Raijinseki in such a short period of time!"
"Or are you going to use your Spiritual Pressure to hold on?"
Bankai is different from Shikai. The only thing Soifon is more satisfied with about Bankai is its huge power.
Even if she is as strong as Kenma, or even Captain-General Yamamoto, who has the title of the strongest Shinigami, she is still confident to cause damage.
When facing her Bankai, Kenma will never be as relaxed as she was just now.