The commotion and chatter outside the barrier were shut out by the dense wall of Spirit Particles.
Shunsui Kyoraku rested his hands firmly on the hilts of the twin blades at his waist—Katen Kyōkotsu. His expression was calm and focused, with none of his usual carefree air.
He had survived countless battles, and his experience ran deep. Facing Starrk, a being at the pinnacle of Hueco Mundo, he was on the highest alert.
Across from him, Starrk slowly raised his left hand and touched the black suppression patch that had always covered his left eye.
Click.
The next instant, Starrk gently removed the black patch that suppressed his Spiritual Pressure.
As soon as it came off, it was as though an invisible floodgate had opened.
Boom!
A terrifying Spiritual Pressure, far stronger than before, erupted from Starrk!
Starrk's true Spiritual Pressure was revealed at last!
Kyoraku bore the brunt of it. He had prepared himself. He knew Starrk stood at the pinnacle of Hueco Mundo.
But when that Spiritual Pressure struck him head-on, he still felt an unprecedented weight—and a surge he could scarcely contain.
Excitement!
So this was a Vasto Lorde!
Yet what surprised Kyoraku was the pale-blue protective barrier around the training ground, personally set up by Liu Chuan. Even before this terrifying eruption of Spiritual Pressure,
its light merely rippled and brightened a little before settling again. It did not budge!
Outside the barrier, the spectators only saw the air around Starrk distort slightly after he removed the patch.
They faintly sensed a disturbing tremor from within, but felt none of the crushing Spiritual Pressure that would have put even Captain-level fighters on guard!
The barrier Liu Chuan had set up blocked it far more effectively than Kyoraku had imagined!
An impressive barrier... Kyoraku silently praised him.