He went to the riverbank and splashed some water on his face. For the past few days, whether day or night, Uchiha Hikaru had basically been fighting the burly man wreathed in blue-white flames without pause.
Uchiha Hikaru opened the First Gate and was continuously sent flying, got back up, sent flying again, got back up...
After at least several hundred such battles, nearly two-thirds of the Zanpakuto scattered across the field had been used up.
The remaining ones looked even more sparse than they had at the start.
"Training again today?" The burly man stood behind Uchiha Hikaru. He neither needed rest nor produced any physiological waste.
He was like a machine that never needed to stop, running around the clock and always maintaining his strongest state.
After all, he was the manifested form of a Zanpakuto—and Ryujin Jakka, the strongest fire-type Zanpakuto at that.
Uchiha Hikaru shook his head. "Not today. I still have some matters to deal with." His tone was calm.
Uchiha Hikaru decided to hold back for now. Since his power could no longer reach its absolute peak, he hoped his combat skills could make up for that weakness.
Hopefully!!!
Looking at the Zanpakuto scattered across the wasteland, Uchiha Hikaru thought, He would recover the power left here sooner or later. But the most urgent thing now was to go to Kisuke Urahara's place and retrieve the Seven Dragon Balls first.
The Dragon Balls had been stored with Kisuke Urahara for far too long. He had only intended to lend them out for three days, yet seven days had already passed.
If this dragged on any longer, who knew what other tricks Kisuke Urahara might pull.
Most importantly, he would definitely be heading to another world tonight or tomorrow morning to solve the problem directly,