The Unforgiven from Shinigami
Shinigami's the Unforgiven Chapter 254: Let the Boy Grow Stronger
Inside the captain's room.
Sunlight streamed in through the open window, illuminating the fine dust motes floating in the air.
The silver-haired boy knelt on the ground, his head pressed firmly against the earth, his expression somewhat uneasy, knowing that this was a very impolite request.
But he really wanted to become stronger, strong enough to compete with Captain Aizen.
Shiraishi scratched his head, somewhat helplessly saying, "So that's why you usually think of me as so cold. It's really disheartening; I thought I was the approachable type."
"Eh, no." Tōshirō Hitsugaya looked up, wanting to explain.
Shiraishi grabbed his shoulder with one hand and lifted him up. "Alright, no need to say so much. I can teach you some Bankai techniques, but if you want to learn quickly, you'll have to go through life-or-death battles."
Are you prepared to risk your life to become stronger?
Tōshirō Hitsugaya Soi Fon, and being carried by one hand made him look like a white-furred kitten. "Thank you for your Captain Shiraishi."
"It's okay, I'll treat it as post-meal exercise. If you can't take it, you're dead. Don't expect me to go easy on you."
Shiraishi's expression turned cold.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya, with his feet dangling in the air, said, "I'm prepared. When do we begin the actual combat?"
"Now."
With a single word, Shiraishi flung him out of the window.
Bang! A strong gust of wind pressed down on the window frames on both sides, and cracks appeared.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya tumbled through the air, spinning twice before finally regaining his senses and shouting, "Sit upon the Frosty Heaven, Hyōrinmaru!"
Reiatsu surged outwards, moisture in the air condensed into streams of water, and the blade exuded a chilling aura, which solidified into an ice dragon that coiled around him.
His Zanpakuto also changed, with an iron chain extending from the end of the hilt, from which a crescent-shaped blade was suspended.
Dark clouds rolled in from all directions, like anxious guards protecting the ice dragon.
The sky is no longer clear.
Shiraishi onto the roof ridge, looked up at the scene, and felt a pang of envy.
Regardless of Hyōrinmaru's destructive power, the sheer scale of this celestial phenomenon alone is impressive.
As expected of the strongest ice-type Zanpakuto, nominally capable of rivaling Ryūjin Jakka Zanpakuto.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was already used to it and didn't feel much. He aimed at the Shiraishi on the roof and swung his sword fiercely.
The ice dragon charged forward at breakneck speed.
The increased moisture in the air caused the cold air to condense inside the ice dragon, preventing the water on its surface from freezing.
Shiraishi leaped aside.
boom.
The ice dragon landed on the roof, but instead of piercing the roof tiles, it exploded on the spot, and the splashing water quickly froze as the cold air surged.
The previously concealed chill was intended to expand the attack range at this moment.
As for the vice-captain, I doubt many could dodge this move.
"Not bad," Shiraishi praised, before the water splashed onto another rooftop.
The crescent-shaped ice blade filled the entire field of vision; the timing was perfect.
Shiraishi sighed inwardly once more, gripped the Zanpakuto, and cleaved the ice blade in two with a single strike.
In a flash, Tōshirō Hitsugaya used his small size to hide behind a cluster of ice blades, concealing his aura and using Shunpo to circle to the left.
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The iron chain, dangling a crescent blade, tried to wrap around Shiraishi's left arm.
A knife pierced through the concealed ice blade, aiming straight for his brow. He quickly stopped his attack, twisted his foot, and turned his head to the side.
The blade sliced across his left cheek. As he tried to leap backward, the blade Twist downward like a streak of white lightning.
hiss.
Crimson blood mingled with the blazing white light of the blade as Tōshirō Hitsugaya leaped backward onto the roof of the barracks, his brow beaded with sweat.
A genius's life is destined to have few hurdles in his cultivation experience and a slight lack of tempering.
This was the first time he had truly experienced such a terrifying brush with death.
Blood gushed out, and his body trembled, as did his hands.
"Impossible! How could he possibly compete with Captain Shiraishi?" a voice inside him cried out.
Force him to give up.
" Hitsugaya, Captain Shiraishi, what are you doing?"
Startled awake, Rangiku Matsumoto Shunpo to the frozen rooftop and shouted a question.
" Matsumoto, shut up and watch."
The Shiraishi slab faces up.
A heavy Reiatsu filled every inch of the courtyard, designed to make Tōshirō Hitsugaya feel the oppressive force, creating a terrifying environment where he would die if he didn't understand the Bankai.
Allow the opponent to break through.
" Hitsugaya, is this all the resolve you have? You're so afraid you dare not attack?"
Shiraishi rebuked, "Or do you think that simply having the idea of becoming stronger will make you stronger?"
"If that's the case, you'll only die here."
After saying that, the person disappeared.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya's scattered childlike form coalesced, his body barely managing to roll, his sword slashing straight down, slicing off a piece of black cloth from the shoulder of his Shihakushō, his toes touching the roof tiles, and he Shunpo to a tree branch in the courtyard.
The falling blood splattered on the leaves, turning the green red. He gritted his teeth, thinking, "I must fight back, but how?"
The difference in strength between the two sides was so great that he was already driven to the brink of despair without even needing to use his Shikai.
If this continues, he really will die at Captain Shiraishi's hands.
Shiraishi unleashed a slash from a distance.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya leaped to the side again, and the tree beneath his feet was instantly shattered into pieces.
Countless wood chips flew everywhere.
"What a coward! How long do you intend to hide like this? Is this all the power the so-called strongest ice-type Zanpakuto has?"
Shiraishi, his face full of mockery, didn't rush to pursue. After all, this wasn't a real battle, and he needed to give Tōshirō Hitsugaya some time to learn.
If you can kill someone with a single strike, then it's meaningless in actual combat.
"Ha ha."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya was panting heavily, his mind becoming hazy, as if the sun had baked him so much that he was too weak to think about anything.
I can't hold on any longer...
The thought flashed through his mind, followed by a heartwarming image of Momo Hinamori and Aizen in the hospital room.
A strong sense of resentment welled up in my heart.
I really want to become stronger!
"Kid."
A thunderous roar echoed in his ears, and he seemed to see a vast, empty ice field, with an ice dragon descending from the sky, surrounded by wind and snow, roaring, "As you wish."
" Bankai!"
Tōshirō Hitsugaya roared, his Reiatsu suddenly and rapidly surged, reaching Captain-level in an instant. A white, icy wind swirled around his body and then quickly spread outwards, " Daiguren Hyōrinmaru!"
The captains from different areas all sensed the powerful Reiatsu emanating from the Tenth Division District.
Bone-chilling cold.
In the Fifth Division District, Aizen stopped writing and looked out the window. The Reiatsu he felt...
" Captain Aizen, what's wrong?" Momo Hinamori asked from the side.
"No, it's nothing."
Aizen lowered his eyes.
The powerful Reiatsu generated by Bankai disappeared.
The enormous wings, formed from solidified ice, reflected the sunlight and spread out to the left and right.
Three ice lotus flowers floated in the air, the slender dragon body swayed wildly in the air, and the dragon head transformed into Tōshirō Hitsugaya's right hand, biting down on the Zanpakuto.
Frost covered the roof, forming a row of icicles hanging there.
Tōshirō Hitsugaya exhaled a breath of cold air, raised his left hand, which was covered in frost, resembling a dragon's claw.
A continuous surge of Reiatsu churned within him, and excitement appeared in his eyes. This was the Bankai?
That's amazing!
Even when facing Captain Shiraishi, I feel I have a fighting chance!
"Ahhh!" he roared, venting his inner excitement. He stood on tiptoe, but before he could kick out, Tong Kong suddenly enlarged.
Shiraishi Steel Tempest, then unleashed a Steel Tempest.
Kaka, the ice dragon's wing severed, blood gushing from his chest, exclaimed in shock, "How could this be...?"
Shiraishi slowly sheathed his sword. "Sorry, if we continue fighting, the team's budget will be in deficit again."
Tōshirō Hitsugaya's eyes were still open when he collapsed into his arms.
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