West 52nd District
Ahead is a village. There are a lot of trees in the village. Some wandering souls are lying lazily at the door of the house or fanning themselves under the shade of the trees. There are also many children playing around, raising fine dust.
The originally arrogant young adults in the village saw the black figures at the entrance of the village, one, two, three... more and more Soul Reaper Shunpo stayed at the entrance of the village, pressing the handle of the knife with their hands, and scanning the village with their eyes.
The young adults slowly lowered their arms across their chests and moved their heels back half an inch involuntarily. They didn't know why these Soul Reapers appeared here collectively, but the appearance of Soul Reapers itself was a silent warning: something is about to happen, and it is not something you can see.
At this time, a tall man in a white uniform walked out of a room. "Hey, who do I think you are? Two brats leading a group of fish."
His voice was loud and clear, and every word carried a laziness that said, "I've been waiting for a long time."
Wuchuan's Reiatsu broke out the moment he spoke, and Lieutenant's Reiatsu crushed it from the entrance to the village.
Almost at the same moment, Reiatsu of Kurt also climbed up. If Reiatsu of Wuchuan is like a wall, Reiatsu of Kurt is like a mountain, squeezing toward the center from all directions.
The wandering souls in the village immediately felt something was wrong, then they hugged the children and called them family, then ran away.
Kyōraku stood there, looked at it, and released Reiatsu to fight against this Quincy's Reiatsu
The team members behind him saw this and cheered one after another.
"Eighth Division?" Kurt He looked at the adjutant badge on Karasuma's arm, and his voice had a lazy tone.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter which squad." He shook his fist Reiatsu and started to climb straight up
Quincy The Reiatsu pressure of Kurt makes Soul Reaper people nervous.
As the Reiatsu pressure of Kurt increased, Wuchuan Lieutenant put his thumb on the tangent of the knife, exerted slight force on his wrist, and the blade slipped out of the sheath. Without hesitation, he held the handle of the knife with his right hand and his right wrist with his left hand, Reiatsu infusing the blade.
"Burn with fire! Scorching Peach!"
Karasuma's Zanpakutō blade shortened, thickened, and turned into a short black stick, about an arm's length, with a smooth surface, no lines, and no decoration, like a fire stick.
On the short stick, at the moment of Wuchuan Reiatsu pouring, several peach blossoms bloomed. The peach blossoms were peach pink and made of flames. The petals were as thin as cicada wings, trembling gently in the wind.
Then the short stick Zanpakutō in Karasuma's hand was swung from left to right.
The peach-pink flames erected a wall of fire in front of him and Kurt to isolate himself from Kurt
"Squad Member all retreat!" Wuchuan held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand and Zanpakutō with his right hand, staring at Kurt Minor and shouted
"Kidō-type Zanpakutō? Haha" his voice was filled with disdain
"Lieutenant!" Some team members shouted without moving. They were all old subordinates who had followed Wuchuan for several years. They had never seen Wuchuan order everyone to retreat as soon as the battle started.
Everyone knows what this means
The enemy was so strong that Lieutenant thought he might not be able to hold them back and rush back, but Soul Reaper's rules did not allow them to leave their commander and run away on their own. Their feet were nailed in place, their knives had been pulled out, and Kidō's chant was stuck in their throats. They only waited for Wuchuan's order to rush forward.
"Let's go!" Wuchuan didn't look back, but his voice was heavier than before, with an unquestionable, almost rough decision.
He knew that this team would only become a burden to him if he stayed here. It was not that they were not strong enough, but that Reiatsu of Kurt was beyond the range that ordinary Squad Member could deal with. Schrift holders of Sternritter were not opponents who could be killed by numbers. Ten people fighting together would only kill ten of them.
This time Squad Member people did not hesitate
They gritted their teeth and put away Zanpakutō, and turned around Shunpo at the same time. Ten black shadows ejected towards the wilderness outside the village. One of the team members released a Hell Butterfly from his sleeve while Shunpo, the black wings shimmered with a faint blue Reishi in the morning light. The butterfly wings vibrated a few times and then disappeared into the air, flying towards the direction of 49th District where Captain Katori was stationed.
Wuchuan didn't wait for Kurt to get closer. He pointed his short stick forward, and peach-pink flames spurted out from the top of the short stick. The flames drew an arc in the air and rushed in the direction of Kurt.
Kurt didn't hide. He raised his fist and smashed it towards the peach-pink flame. The moment his fist came into contact with the flame, the flame was scattered by the fist. The peach-pink fire light scattered in the air, fell on the ground, walls, and trees, and continued to burn.
Kurt looked at his fist. There was a thin layer of black ashes on the surface of the fist. He flicked it with his finger and the ashes dispersed. "It's interesting. The temperature is not high, but it burned for a long time."
As for Shunsui Kyōraku, after retreating for a certain distance, he turned back and hid behind the locust tree. His intuition told him: if he left too, Wuchuan Lieutenant might really die here.
At this time, the flames scattered around turned into huge flame peach blossoms, and then...
Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong
These flame peach blossoms exploded one after another, and the explosive flames completely engulfed Kurt
figure
A figure rushed out from the flames. This figure was so fast that Wuchuan didn't react for a moment.
Kurt's fist appeared on Wuchuan's chest. Wuchuan instinctively blocked it with a short stick in front of him. However, this kind of emergency parry was not only behind the rhythm, but also the defense could not be fully used.
The power of the fist is transmitted to Wuchuan's arm through the short stick, from the arm to the shoulder, and from the shoulder to the body
He was knocked away
He flew nearly ten meters in the air, and then his back hit an earth wall. The earth wall shattered and collapsed at the moment of impact, and half of his body was buried in broken earth and dust. Scorching Peach slipped from his numb hands and rolled to the edge of the rubble pile.
"Lieutenant!" Kyōraku's voice came from the entrance of the village. His pupils shrank suddenly the moment Wuchuan was knocked away, but his body reacted faster than the voice.
The two swords were unsheathed at the same time, one long and one short Zanpakutō staggered to create two different arcs of cold light.
The sole of the foot Reiatsu exploded, and the body pulled out an almost silent afterimage in the air, cutting in from the left side of Kurt
Use the long knife to cut into the throat, and the short knife to cut under the ribs
The long knife forces you to retreat, the short knife pursues you, and you attack with both hands at the same time, leaving no time for the opponent to block one and then counterattack the other. This is exactly the most difficult part of Twin-Blade Zanpakutō. If you block one, the other has already cut in from the other direction.
Kurt's left hand was raised, his fingers spread out, and his palm blocked the blade of the long knife. Kyōraku's Zanpakutō stopped, almost at the same moment., the short knife in his right hand stabbed Kurt's abdomen from below. The short knife pierced Kurt's white uniform. The tip of the knife pressed against the spirit body under the uniform, and then stopped, motionless.
Kurt slowly turned his head, his gaze turned from the front to the left, and fell on the face of the double-knife brat. Looking at it from a close distance, the brat was younger than he thought. The corners of Kurt's mouth widened, and a smile that was a bit appreciative and a bit cruel spread on his face.
"Kid, you are interesting."
Wuchuan stood up from the rubble and held Zanpakutō Scorching Peach again. His eyes saw an opportunity. The moment when Erte's attention was attracted by Kyōraku, it was an extremely short gap, almost only a blink of an eye.
Peach-pink flames spurted out from the top of the stick again, exploding on the ground between Kurt and Kyōraku. Pillars of fire shot up into the sky, separating the two people. Sparks splashed on Kurt's clothes, burning several small scorch holes.
Kyōraku did not hesitate. He drew his knife under the cover of the wall of fire and retreated. The two swords were staggered in front of him in blocking postures. Reiatsu exploded from the soles of his feet. A Shunpo landed next to Wuchuan. His hands were shaking slightly. The impact of the knife that he tried with all his strength but did not even pierce the opponent's skin still reverberated in the muscles of his arm.
"I stopped him, you take the opportunity to leave!" Wuchuan gave the retreat order to Kyōraku, his voice was low and unquestionable.