As the blade fell, Chōjirō Sasakibe felt that this moment was infinitely stretched, and in a trance, he seemed to see his deceased parents waving to him.
"Clang!!!"
The sound of metal clashing rang out in front of Chōjirō Sasakibe, sparks flew, and Chōjirō Sasakibe was knocked onto the ground by the shockwave generated by the two blades.
Opening his eyes, he saw that Yamabuki had appeared in front of him at some point. He held a sword in one hand and a skeleton in the other. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was none other than Skeleton Emperor Baraggan! So, Brother Yamabuki wasn't missing just now; he had gone to catch Baraggan!
Chōjirō Sasakibe suddenly understood.
"Such a fierce person appeared!" Yamabuki parried the opponent's slash, his palm growing warm, and he couldn't help but be secretly astonished by the opponent's strength.
The man was also very curious, that young man who suddenly appeared? He could actually block my slash?
The next second, Yamabuki's sword erupted with astonishing spiritual pressure, forcing the man back with a single strike.
The man stared coldly at Yamabuki, his expression very strange, another one appeared.
"Chōjirō, who is this person? How did you end up fighting him?" Yamabuki asked. Chōjirō Sasakibe was a good child and wouldn't easily cause trouble.
"I don't know either, this uncle chased after a bunch of Hollows as soon as he appeared!" Chōjirō Sasakibe whispered.
Chasing after a bunch of Hollows? Yamabuki looked at the man with some surprise. He was indeed a master; judging from the strength of that earlier slash, his spiritual pressure was definitely no less than Captain-level.
"I didn't expect it to be so lively today, who are you?" The man asked with a sinister grin.
"Yamabuki, Vice-Captain of the Gotei 13's Eleventh Division." Yamabuki made a brief self-introduction.
The man frowned: "Vice-Captain? That kid just now also said he was a Vice-Captain, your positions should be the same, right? But your strength is much stronger than his!"
"Position? The difference between people is even greater than the difference between people and dogs, let alone two positions?" Yamabuki mercilessly retorted.
"That's right." The man stared intently at Yamabuki as if he had found his prey: "I haven't met an opponent in a long time, this time I can finally have a good fight!"
Yamabuki frowned. Another battle maniac?
"Brother Yamabuki, be careful, this person's body is strange, the sword can't pierce him." Chōjirō Sasakibe reminded Yamabuki while staying far away. This battle was no longer one he could intervene in.
The man gripped his sword tightly. Yamabuki noticed that the sword in his opponent's hand was very large, over five feet long, and its power when swung would surely be extraordinary.
"Watch out! Here I come!" The man's body instantly vanished from its spot, so fast that Chōjirō Sasakibe couldn't even see his figure.
Yamabuki's body also instantly disappeared, and then, countless sparks from clashing weapons appeared in mid-air!
The powerful spiritual pressure and scattered sword energy caused disaster for the Hollows watching nearby; those who ran a little too slowly had their bodies directly shredded by the sword energy.
Chōjirō Sasakibe directly used Baraggan as a shield, which infuriated Baraggan and made him curse loudly.
"Do you know who I am? How dare you use me as a shield!!! I am, hey, hey, hey! Those two are fighting over here! Quickly, drag me and run!" Baraggan cried out in a pathetic manner. He had originally thought he wouldn't be discovered hiding underground, but he didn't expect Yamabuki to dig three feet deep—no, it wasn't just three feet, but more like three thousand feet—and finally dug him out. As the King of Hueco Mundo, Baraggan naturally wouldn't just surrender, so the two engaged in an earth-shattering battle underground. As for the result...
If this King had won, how could I be tied here as a human shield? Baraggan furiously complained in his heart.
This kid's strength has improved too quickly. In less than a month, when he faced Baraggan again, he utterly crushed him with a brutal beating!
Chōjirō Sasakibe dragged Baraggan back repeatedly. He wasn't worried about Baraggan being killed, but rather about himself being caught in the crossfire. Baraggan was, after all, a Vasto Lorde-level Menos Grande, with a certain degree of body toughness, so taking a few sword pressures might not kill him.
At this moment, the speed of the two combatants on the battlefield completely exceeded Chōjirō Sasakibe's detection limit; he could only feel two powerful spiritual pressures constantly clashing.
"Boom!!!"
With a loud bang, a person flew out of the battle group. Chōjirō Sasakibe focused his eyes and saw that the person who flew out was Yamabuki.
However, the man had more than a dozen large and small wounds on his body, while Yamabuki's clothes were only slightly torn, and he was not injured.
Of course, it's also possible that he was injured and then healed.
The man stiffly shook his arm and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of monster are you? Even a Hollow's hardened skin isn't as tough as yours!"
In the brief skirmish just now, the two exchanged more than ten slashes. The man clearly felt that every one of his slashes was solid, but he could only barely cut through the opponent's skin, not even injuring the muscles. Moreover, Yamabuki didn't even need a band-aid for these injuries; they healed in the blink of an eye.
The man even suspected that the young man in front of him was some new species.
If this continued, he was bound to lose. This young man's strength and speed were both superior to his, and even his proudly boasted body toughness was higher than his own, not to mention that monstrous recovery ability.
"What kind of monster are you, exactly?" The man had always considered himself the top creature in this area; no Hollow or anything else could defeat him. But now, the appearance of this young man broke that status quo.
"Shinigami, Yamabuki."
"Nonsense, have you ever seen a Shinigami with a Hollow's hardened skin, and there's an even stronger power in your blood vessels protecting you from injury. I've never seen that kind of power." The man said.
"Who says a Shinigami can't evolve hardened skin? The era of Shinigami is progressing, the era of Shinigami is developing, today's Shinigami are no longer the same as the Shinigami of the past!" Yamabuki said, then suddenly paused. "Hmm, you know, could we apply the Blut Vene Anhaben technique to the shihakushō? To enhance the shihakushō's defensive power?"
Current shihakushō is just a black uniform, without much ability; as one of the basic equipment for Shinigami, it's simply too weak.
The man grew more and more interested in Yamabuki: "How about we make a bet?"
"No bets, I never get involved with anything related to gambling!" Yamabuki said. Did you think I was just joking when I said I was irreconcilable with gambling and drugs? If I say no bets, then no bets.
The man became even more interested in Yamabuki. If he used conventional methods, he definitely couldn't beat him. It seemed he would have to pull out some real skills!
The man raised his massive Zanpakutō and murmured in a deep voice: "Dance! Blood Basara!"
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