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How do we fight?
Sōgo Shihoin glanced at the group of subordinates Sōsuke Aizen and asked.
"General against general, king against king!"
"First, it's about the generals facing each other..."
"I have thirteen men under my command; send thirteen men as well."
"Engage in one-on-one battles; the person with the most wins wins."
Sōsuke Aizen's eyes flickered, his mind full of malice; he was clearly plotting something again.
"Oh~"
What is the significance of "general" in relation to "general"?
"If I beat you in the king-versus-king stage, wouldn't all of this be over?"
Sōgo Shihoin narrowed his eyes, wanting to see Sōsuke Aizen's reaction.
"Sure..."
"But this is not without meaning. Even if I lose to you, Sōgo, as long as my subordinates defeat yours, it at least proves that in training subordinates, you, Sōgo Shihoin... are not as good as me, Sōsuke Aizen."
"Or are you afraid to compete against me, Sōgo? Afraid of losing?"
Sōsuke Aizen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Sōgo Shihoin with an air of confidence.
"Oh?"
Sōgo Shihoin frowned slightly.
"Hahaha... Alright, I'll take your provocation."
"Then let's face off..."
Sōgo Shihoin chuckled softly. It was a simple provocation, but it worked. He admitted that the simplest methods were often the most effective.
"Hahahaha... As expected of the invincible Sōgo Shihoin, that was satisfying."
Sōsuke Aizen burst into laughter; everything was going according to his plan.
"But I only have eleven people on my side, while you have thirteen. Don't you think that's unfair?"
Sōgo Shihoin the number of people behind him, then counted the number of people behind Sōsuke Aizen, and he spotted Watson.
"It is indeed... unfair, but Sōgo, your helper will be here soon."
Sōsuke Aizen seemed to sense something and looked up at the high sky.
"Helper?!"
"Ah... is that it?!"
Sōgo Shihoin looked up at the calm blue sky, studied it for a while, and then, as if his eyes had pierced through space, he saw what he wanted to see.
"..."
Sōsuke Aizen looked at Sōgo Shihoin's expression and felt a flutter in his heart.
He looked up at the sky feigning mystery because he had planned for someone's arrival and deliberately timed it perfectly to appear profound and unfathomable. However, Sōgo Shihoin Sōgo Shihoin different; he had genuinely seen something...
"Since we're here, let's hurry up..."
Sōgo Shihoin drew his Sayafushi from his waist and made a light slash in the air.
"What happens?"
"Damn it, Ichigo Kurosaki, did you do something unnecessary?"
" Ishida, please don't frame others, okay?"
The next second, Ichigo Kurosaki in his Shihakusho, Uryū Ishida in his Quincy attire, and Yasutora Sado in his bodysuit fell from the sky...
"..."
Sōsuke Aizen watched Sōgo Shihoin's move and fell silent.
"Including Ichigo Kurosaki, we only have twelve people. We're still one short."
Sōgo Shihoin stared at Ichigo Kurosaki and his two companions for a few seconds before elegantly ignoring Uryū Ishida and Yasutora Sado.
"Although I don't know why?"
"But for some reason, I feel really uncomfortable..."
"Hello!"
Uryū Ishida's keen senses detected Sōgo Shihoin's disregard, and he shouted angrily.
"In short, there are only twelve people."
Sōgo Shihoin continued to ignore Uryū Ishida, showing no interest in trash whose fighting strength was less than Muguruma.
" Sōgo... I can sense the presence of that old bastard Baraggan!"
"Leave Baraggan to me!"
Just then, Sōgo at his waist Jiba; he was eager to try and was ready to fight Baraggan head-on!
" Baraggan?"
Sōgo Shihoin was taken aback; he hadn't seen that old skeleton.
Sōgo Shihoin once again turned his gaze to the crowd Sōsuke Aizen, and a few seconds later, his eyes locked onto a handsome young man.
"I see."
"I never imagined you Baraggan, actually... went to South Korea for plastic surgery?"
Sōgo Shihoin Baraggan for a moment and came to a conclusion.
"No, that's not true!"
Baraggan, who had kept his eyes tightly closed and acted as if he were the best in the world, glared at Sōgo Shihoin with wide eyes after hearing his words and roared at Sōgo Shihoin.
"What? Isn't that right?"
Sōgo Shihoin looked surprised.
What are you so surprised about? It's not like that at all!
The chest of the man named Baraggan rose and fell with breath.
"Can't you see it?"
"My posture transcends everything!"
"That's right! This is the invincible power I gained after absorbing your strength!"
"I am not the same person I was before, Sōgo Shihoin!"
Baraggan gazed at the moon in the sky for a hundred years, and from this he gleaned a profound truth!
If you can't beat them, join them! Use Sōgo Shihoin's power to fight Sōgo Shihoin!
"Oh, this..."
I'm sorry!
"I really didn't notice..."
Sōgo Shihoin scrutinized Baraggan for a moment longer, then shook his head helplessly.
"Ah..."
Baraggan felt deeply devastated.
" Baraggan! You old rascal!"
"I'll fight you!"
Before Baraggan could say anything more, the Da Jiba at Sōgo Shihoin's waist, already itching for more, transformed into a ferocious beast the size of a brown bear and challenged Baraggan.
"You're Jiba?!"
"Are you really Jiba?"
"I never imagined that someone as insignificant as you Jiba, would actually return to Hueco Mundo..."
"Unfortunately, Hueco Mundo is not the same Hueco Mundo it used to be, and I am not the same person I used to be either."
"You are no longer comparable to me, and we can no longer be called the two heroes."
Baraggan stared intently at Ikomikidomoe, as if he were seeing a long-time frenemy.
"Heh... Baraggan, you've got quite the nerve. Just wait and see how I'll pound your ass!"
Faced with Baraggan's words, Ikomikidomoe merely gave a cold smile.
"Anyway, Sōgo, now you have thirteen people, right?"
Sōsuke Aizen glanced at the Hollow Beast Ikomikidomoe, and smiled at Sōgo Shihoin.
"I've barely scraped together enough!"
Sōgo Shihoin slightly. Now that everyone was present, the battle could begin.
" Aizen! Give me back Orihime Inoue!"
Just as Sōgo Shihoin and Sōsuke Aizen reached an agreement, a roar reached everyone's ears. A figure wielding a black katana and radiating an incredibly powerful Spiritual Pressure tore through the clouds and attacked Sōsuke Aizen.
"... Ichigo Kurosaki."
Sōsuke Aizen looked at Ichigo Kurosaki charging towards him and smiled slightly, his smile as bright and sunny as a sun.
" Aizen, die!"
" Getsuga Tenshō!!"
Ichigo Kurosaki unleashed a jet-black, flame-like Spiritual Pressure from his hands, followed by a crescent-shaped slash that hurtled towards Sōsuke Aizen.
"How dare you! You mustn't be disrespectful in front of Lord Aizen!"
The instant Ichigo Kurosaki unleashed his Crescent Moon attack, a phantom appeared in front of Sōsuke Aizen, blocking Ichigo Kurosaki's strike with a single hand.
Ulquiorra!
Ichigo Kurosaki glared fiercely at Ulquiorra, who had blocked his attack, his anger blazing. He still remembered what Ulquiorra had done to him.
"Calm down, Ichigo Kurosaki."
Sōgo Shihoin flashed to Ichigo Kurosaki's side, stopping the enraged Ichigo Kurosaki.
" Captain Shihoin..."
Why are you here?
Ichigo Kurosaki then noticed Sōgo Shihoin, who had been conversing with Uryū Ishida from afar for quite some time, and was puzzled as to why the captain of the Gotei 13 was in Hueco Mundo.
"As you can see, you and I are comrades, and our goal is the same: to defeat Sōsuke Aizen."
Sōgo Shihoin spoke in a very serious tone.
"I see."
Ichigo Kurosaki slightly; he believed Sōgo Shihoin's words.
"Don't believe him, Ichigo!"
Uryū Ishida sighed helplessly. The most unreliable person in the world was Sōgo Shihoin.
"What happened with Aizen... Orihime Inoue?"
Since Sōgo Shihoin had already stated that he was on the same side as Ichigo Kurosaki, he naturally had to stand up for him. He asked Sōsuke Aizen 're the Ichigo Kurosaki up for me."
"..."
Sōsuke Aizen didn't speak; he simply pointed to his bald head.
"You're balding at such a young age; it's clearly due to excessive indulgence. You must be more restrained, Aizen."
Sōgo Shihoin pointed at Sōsuke Aizen and tried to persuade him.
"Have you lost your memory or what? Who do you think my baldness is my fault?"
Sōsuke Aizen's face was dark, and his eyes twitched slightly.
"Hand over Orihime Inoue immediately!"
Sōgo Shihoin reached out his hand, asking Sōsuke Aizen for someone.
"This battle always needs a prize; if you win, I'll release them."
Sōsuke Aizen pondered for a moment. He decided not to release the prisoner. If he Sōgo Shihoin demanded it, he would lose face. Therefore, he decided that this time, he would not follow Sōgo Shihoin's lead; he would not release the prisoner!
"I see..."
" Ichigo Kurosaki, Aizen is a bad guy. Since he said he'll only release the person if you defeat him, then there's nothing I can do."
Sōgo Shihoin sighed helplessly, looking as if he was powerless to do anything about it.
" Ichigo Kurosaki, don't listen to him! That old geezer is wicked!"
Uryū Ishida kept shouting, reminding Ichigo Kurosaki to be wary of Sōgo Shihoin.
"Hmm~"
Sōgo Shihoin patted his Jiba on the shoulder, then pointed at Uryū Ishida.
"Understood!"
Ikomikidomoe immediately understood what Sōgo Shihoin meant, came to Uryū Ishida's side, and then picked Uryū Ishida up with one hand, preparing to swallow him whole.
" Ichigo Kurosaki, listen to Sōgo Shihoin!"
"In this world, only Sōgo Shihoin won't lie to you..."
Uryū Ishida felt the endless fishy wind exhaled from Ikomikidomoe's mouth and trembled with fear.
"What is going on?"
Ichigo Kurosaki looked at Sōgo Shihoin and asked.
"It's really just that little thing..."
"In short, Sōsuke Aizen each send thirteen people for a one-on-one battle."
"Whichever side wins more, that side wins!"
"If we win, Aizen will release them."
Before the Sōgo Shihoin Sōsuke Aizen was already being fulfilled by the rules themselves.
"Just as Sōgo Shihoin said..."
Sōsuke Aizen was happy to have some free time. He nodded slightly, indicating that Sōgo Shihoin Sougo was right.
"I understand... So, I'll be one of your representatives, fighting against Aizen's subordinates, right?"
Ichigo Kurosaki slightly; he roughly understood.
"That's right! You're very smart."
Sōgo Shihoin slightly; he enjoyed interacting with intelligent children.
" Captain Shihoin, are our teammates strong enough?"
Ichigo Kurosaki was somewhat troubled. He knew exactly how powerful the Menos Grande under Sōsuke Aizen were! Especially that one named Ulquiorra... he was practically a monster.
We should be able to win.
Sōgo Shihoin scratched the back of his head and spoke ambiguously.
"Should..."
Ichigo Kurosaki was troubled; he couldn't afford to gamble... He had a reason he absolutely had to win.
"Kid, you seem pretty distrustful of us."
Just as Ichigo Kurosaki Ichigo Kurosaki, a voice that sounded somewhat familiar rang in his ear. The next second, a hot girl with twin ponytails and a hip-hop style outfit appeared beside Ichigo Kurosaki and kicked him in Ichigo Kurosaki butt...
What are you doing?
"Huh?!"
"Who are you..."
Ichigo Kurosaki stared wide-eyed at the woman who had kicked his butt, a memory surfacing from the depths of his heart.
"This battle is won!"
Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the woman before him and thought to himself, knowing all too well the terrifying, world-destroying power she possessed!
"It seems you have no further objections. In that case, thirteen against thirteen!"
" Sōsuke Aizen Sōgo Shihoin!"
"The largest challenge in the history of the Three Realms begins!"
Sōsuke Aizen lightly, and a huge arena appeared in front of everyone.
"Interesting."
Sōgo Shihoin snapped his fingers, and a chair appeared out of thin air behind him. He then plopped down on it.
"The first match..."
Sōsuke Aizen smiled slightly at Sōgo Shihoin beside him and announced the start of the first match.
"I'll go first!"
Nnoitra brandished his enormous scythe and decided to strike first.
" Lord Sōsuke Aizen! Just keep a close eye on me!"
"See my strength!"
Nnoitra roared as he addressed Sōsuke Aizen.
I'm really looking forward to it!
" Nnoitra! Let me see your strength."
Sōsuke Aizen smiled slightly at Nnoitra.
" Nelliel! Just you wait and see!"
"Behold just how powerful I truly am!"
"See how I surpass you..."
Nnoitra looked at Nel with a defiant gaze. He despised those who spouted platitudes about morality and justice, and he hated weak people the most. What a load of crap about chivalry... Go eat shit!
"Boring."
Nelliel looked at Nnoitra indifferently. The strong never need to prove anything. The strong only need to stand here, and no one will regard her as weak. And no matter how nicely the weak speak, they cannot change their essential nature as weak.
Who will take the fall?
Nnoitra brandished his massive scythe, taunting Sōgo Shihoin and his men below the stage.
Nnoitra wasn't a fool; on the contrary... he was incredibly clever. Even his flamboyant entrance was part of his plan. He wanted to be the first to appear, then pick out the weakest of Sōgo Shihoin and defeat him with overwhelming power...
"Since we're going to pick the weak, we'll start with the women... Hehehe... You're the one."
Nnoitra brandished his scythe, deciding to first provoke the blonde, aloof, and incomparably beautiful Tier Harribel.
I said, Golden Retriever...
Nnoitra pointed his scythe at Tier Harribel, his eyes sharp.
"Um?"
Upon hearing the word "golden hair," Tier Harribel's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her unique Vasto Lorde- level aura suddenly erupted. With a queen-like, superior gaze, she looked down upon Nnoitra, this mere Adjuchas...
"Uh... Vasto Lorde..."
Nnoitra hadn't expected to pick a Vasto Lorde- level Menos Grande by chance. His body trembled slightly, and the hand holding the scythe shook a little.
"I meant the one next to the blond guy... the big-breasted woman in black! Is that you? Are you looking for death?"
Nnoitra promptly pointed his scythe at Aura Michibane, who was standing beside Tier Harribel. This woman was clearly not even Soul Reaper, let alone a Hollow; she had no strength whatsoever and was utterly weak.
"A woman in black... with large breasts?"
Aura Michibane's eyes twitched slightly; she was getting a little agitated.
"It's you again? You green-haired, twin-tailed, punk! Are you looking for death?"
After provoking Aura Michibane, Nnoitra wasn't finished. He then pointed his scythe at Lilynette, noticing that Lilynette was dressed like a punk rocker and couldn't possibly be a Vasto Lorde- level Menos Grande. There simply weren't that many Vasto Lorde- level Menos Grande in the world.
"Shamate? Me?"
Lilynette was completely dumbfounded. How dare an Adjuchas- level Menos Grande provoke her? Had he gone too far?
"Or is it you, the brainless, big-breasted woman with braids? Or that super sissy standing next to you? You think you're worthy to fight me? Trash!!!"
Nnoitra wasn't finished yet; he then turned to the gentle-looking Sister Hana and the Sōya Azashiro beside Sister Hana.
Sister Hana doesn't even know how to tuck her sword at her waist properly. This guy looks like a complete idiot, a total newbie who doesn't know how to use a sword. As for Little White seemingly frail-looking Sōya Azashiro standing next to Sister Hana... he's just a sissy. Even if Nnoitra were to support the sky of Hueco Mundo with one hand, he could still beat that sissy.
Or are you saying that all four of you are useless trash, come at me together?
Nnoitra took arrogance to the extreme, even making Sōgo Shihoin somewhat unable to stand it.
Sōgo Shihoin was scared, Sister Hana and the others couldn't resist, so they went up and chopped the trash in front of them to death... Playing games requires following the rules, right?
"Who should we go first? How about we decide by rock-paper-scissors?"
While Nnoitra was being arrogant, Sōgo Shihoin were having a good time, and they even decided to play rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go up and take care of Nnoitra.
"Scissors, rock, paper!"
Provoked by Nnoitra, Lilynette, Aura Michibane, Sōya Azashiro - Sister Hana who claims she will never fight but whose face shows slight bulging veins, are deciding who will be the first to fight by playing rock-paper-scissors.
"Cut..."
Kenpachi Zaraki looked at the four enraged men and turned his head away. Even he didn't want to get involved at this moment. He had a feeling that if he angered the four men in front of him now, even his life would be in danger.
"Looks like I won~"
"In that case, I'll take care of this trash."
The final victor was Aura Michibane. She smiled sweetly at Lilynette, Sōya Azashiro, and Sister Hana, and decided to go up and give Nnoitra a good beating.
"Your opponent is me, Aura Michibane..."
After leaping onto the ring, Aura Michibane smiled slightly at Nnoitra, pondering how to kill this foul-mouthed guy in front of him.
"Hmph hmph hmph..."
On the platform, Nnoitra looked at Aura Michibane had jumped onto the ring, and smiled coldly. His opponent was just a brainless, big-breasted woman in black. He was sure to win this fight.
"Remember this! The man who killed you was named Nnoitra Gilga!!"
Nnoitra arrogantly revealed his name, then brandished his enormous scythe and charged toward Aura Michibane.
"Null!"
Before he could, Nnoitra's blade fell, and suddenly, it felt as if an invisible hand had gripped Nnoitra's neck.
"This is..."
Nnoitra's expression changed drastically; he still had no idea what ability the other party was using.
"There are so many Reishi in Hueco Mundo that it's impossible to use them all~"
Aura Michibane was only using the most basic ability of Fullbring, Reishi Control, which is the control of the Reishi in the environment. Among all Fullbring users, Aura Michibane had the strongest basic ability.
Her power to control Reishi and the Kidō she uses are comparable in strength to Sōsuke Aizen, making her a woman even Kisuke Urahara has to treat with caution.
"Interesting..."
Sōsuke Aizen's eyes narrowed as he looked at Aura Michibane Nemura, who was using Bakudō to control Nnoitra below the stage. He had initially thought this unknown woman was just someone Sōgo Shihoin brought in to make up the numbers, but he hadn't expected her to possess strength comparable to his own before he evolved. Nnoitra's defeat was not unjust...
"Damn it! I've finally found it!"
"Kill me or torture me, it's up to you..."
While saying this, Nnoitra was secretly gathering strength, trying to break through the shackles of Aura Michibane in one go.
Hehehe...
Aura Michibane had no intention of killing Nnoitra right away. She swayed her hips, walked up to Nnoitra, and then raised her hand.
"Clap clap clap clap..."
He slapped Nnoitra hard across the face...
"Big-breasted woman?"
"A woman in black with large breasts?"
Aura Michibane smiled at Nnoitra, muttering to himself as he slapped her repeatedly.
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