The human boy's eyes were firm, unwavering, as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. (Shinigami Chapter 72: The Unforgiven of Ichigo Kurosaki)
Was the disparity in strength he displayed not significant enough?
Heart,
After studying it for so long, I still don't understand it, but there is nothing in this world that force cannot destroy.
This was the only thing Ulquiorra was certain of.
He clasped his hands together, then pulled them apart again. The dark green light condensed into the shape of a gun, which he gripped in his right hand.
" The Lanza del Relámpago was formed by compressing and condensing my Reiatsu dozens of times; its strength is more than twenty times that of Cero."
Ulquiorra added indifferently, "I hope your unwavering resolve can last a little longer."
Ichigo Kurosaki was about to answer, his eyes caught a glimpse of a dark green light approaching, and in an instant, Ulquiorra was upon him.
It was only at this moment that he realized what was happening. Tong Kong tightened his grip, and the knife was just in time to be placed against his face. Getsuga Tenshō appeared like a thin mist without any substance.
"Useless." Ulquiorra scoffed, thrusting his Lanza del Relámpago forward.
The Reiatsu of Cero is already extremely high, and most captains are unwilling to confront it head-on. The power of Lanza del Relámpago is twenty times that of Cero!
This means that piercing the Getsuga Tenshō with Lanza del Relámpago is no more difficult than piercing a piece of tofu with a finger.
The black and red slashes dissipated, and the gleaming spear tip continued to pierce the bone on the forehead.
Card!
The entire bone surface crumbled in an instant, revealing Ichigo Kurosaki's shocked face as the spear tip pierced his forehead, blood gushing out.
Ichigo Kurosaki reacted and used the impact to fly backward.
"A wise judgment."
Ulquiorra exclaimed, "If that weren't the case, that attack would have pierced the opponent's head!"
With a Ichigo Kurosaki, unable to hear the praise, continued to smash through buildings.
Unlike Ulquiorra, who had deliberately controlled his strength earlier, he crashed into the house without any restraint. The mere touch caused the seemingly sturdy two- or three-story building to collapse instantly, like a sand fortress on a beach encountering a tsunami.
Dust and gravel, a refrigerator flying upside down, a bed falling apart, and a computer with only a screen.
Countless objects flooded his vision as Ichigo Kurosaki continued to try to control his body.
Ulquiorra appeared in front of the refrigerator, gracefully tapping his foot to appear to Ichigo Kurosaki's right. His eyes were fixed on the hand still tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, and his Lanza del Relámpago slammed into Tensa Zangetsu.
Bang.
The air exploded, Ichigo Kurosaki changed his flight direction again, his hand still gripping the sword. He remembered Retsu Unohana's teachings: as long as there was still a breath left, the hilt of the sword must never be loosened.
As long as there's a breath left, we must keep fighting!
"Why not give up? The difference in strength between us is obvious. If I wanted to, the battle could end in an instant."
As Ulquiorra spoke, the Sonído again behind Ichigo Kurosaki, striking the blade once more.
The surging force made my hands go numb, and I was like a child throwing a sandbag, without any self-control, tumbling through the air and crashing into the side of the cylinder.
The hard stone crumbled into powder under the impact, turning into a vast sea of dust that rolled downwards.
Ichigo Kurosaki coughed up a mouthful of blood, pulled his hand out of the wall, reconstituted his Hollowfication bone surface, and kicked off with all his might.
Ulquiorra did not use his Lanza del Relámpago to block; instead, dark green light surged from his four wings, and a barrier formed by Reiatsu blocked his way.
The black and red slashes struck the dark green barrier, unable to break through head-on, and instead rippled outwards like a tide.
"Put down your knife now, and I might spare your life."
Ulquiorra changed his strategy from hard pressure to softer tactics, aiming to subdue the human heart.
The reason? Even he didn't understand it. He simply wanted to do it that way, to use his power to make Ichigo Kurosaki despair and give up the idea of winning.
In his view, the heart and the knife are very similar; once broken, they can never be restored, and even if reforged, they can never return to their original form.
Ichigo Kurosaki widened as his blade slashed deeper into the dark green barrier. "I refuse!"
Do you think you can beat me?
Ulquiorra expressed his incomprehension.
"It's not a question of whether I can win, it's a question of whether I must win!"
Ichigo Kurosaki growled, his Reiatsu surging once more.
The dark green barrier shattered into pieces, and a flash of light appeared.
No blood splattered.
Ulquiorra spun around, then without making a move, lashed his tail hard across Ichigo Kurosaki's face.
With a snap, the bone shattered again. Then, a tremendous force bound and locked the neck. Dark green flames scorched the skin, but instead of burning, an irresistible chill swept through the entire body from the burning area.
The Fairy Tree Romance
My limbs gradually became weaker.
Ichigo Kurosaki his teeth; all he could do was grip the sword.
"If you only talk big and have no real strength, how can you possibly beat me?"
Ulquiorra turned him around. "I let you live by sheer luck last time, but I won't make the same mistake again."
" Ichigo Kurosaki, you're going to die here."
As he spoke, Ulquiorra did not immediately kill him, but waited to destroy both hearts together.
At that time, that woman probably won't show that smile anymore, but will instead stare at me with a look of hatred.
Ulquiorra suddenly hesitated, thinking of that face losing its smile, becoming like a sky filled with dark clouds.
Perhaps we should kill him right now.
The thought flashed through his mind, and his pale fingertips pressed against his chest.
A familiar Reiatsu emanated from below.
Ulquiorra shifted his gaze for a moment.
The thick dust resembled an ocean, obscuring an area of several kilometers, making buildings and people invisible.
Orihime Inoue waved her hand vigorously, widening her eyes as she looked up.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, swirling the dust to both sides, allowing Orihime Inoue to see the view above more clearly.
Ulquiorra, standing in the sky, wrapped his tail around Ichigo Kurosaki and placed his hand on his chest.
This scene amplified Orihime Inoue's genitals, causing her to let out the loudest roar of her life, "Stop!"
Upon hearing this, Ulquiorra did not stop. Dark green Reiatsu surged to his fingertips, transforming into a black Cero and brewing there.
Bang.
The Black Cero through Ichigo Kurosaki's chest, and he could no longer hold the sword.
Ulquiorra flung the man toward Orihime Inoue, the Tensa Zangetsu left his hand and plunged into the ground not far away, the man crashing down in front of her with a gaping wound in his chest, his heart nowhere to be seen.
This time, he physically destroyed the heart; I don't believe it can be saved.
"I refuse the Sōten Kisshun!"
Orihime Inoue immediately used her power to save the situation, orange light covering the huge hole. "I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse, I refuse... I can't refuse, sob sob."
Tears instantly blurred her eyes; the hole was too big to be plugged, and she couldn't refuse. " Kurosaki- kun, please, don't die!"
Kurosaki- kun!"