What are you going to use to fight me?
Zendouji Yuuhin suddenly turned and ran. Did they think he was an idiot? Have some Hollywood-style showdown with an enemy who had an immortal body?
Did they really think he was that brainless?
When Gerard saw Zendouji Yuuhin fleeing in such a sorry state, he could not have been happier. That fat bastard finally knew how terrifying his strength was, did he?
Still, he would not let him off so easily.
Shunsui Kyōraku had always believed in Zendouji Yuuhin's abilities. He knew that this fat man would never do anything meaningless.
After returning to his own side, Zendouji Yuuhin said calmly, "We can leave now. Someone will take care of him for us soon."
As a result, both the Shinigami and the Arrancar looked at Zendouji Yuuhin with contempt.
He had talked himself up so much before. They had thought he was some kind of expert, but this was all he could do?
Shunsui Kyōraku suddenly asked, "Did you coat your blade with some deadly poison? Or some kind of drug that slows people down?"
He knew Kurotsuchi Mayuri had invented a Superhuman Drug. Once someone took it, their movements became extremely slow.
Zendouji Yuuhin said blandly, "I have no interest in that pointless stuff. What I coated my blade with wasn't poison. It was... Yamabuki Chidori's blood."
Shunsui Kyōraku was full of question marks, unable to understand what that meant.
"You don't understand. Just leave this place. That's all you need to know," Zendouji Yuuhin said with a smile.
As a Quincy, once Yamabuki Chidori's blood fused into his body, the Quincy bloodline would be overwritten by Yamabuki Chidori's power. In other words, even Yhwach would be unable to use Auswählen on him.
But Yhwach being unable to do it