Yamabuki couldn't help but laugh when he heard the other party's words.
"Are you that confident you can kill me?"
"It's not about confidence, but about having to kill you." Furuoki Ōtogawa raised the sword in his hand. At this moment, his sword was still in its Bankai state, emitting a faint, ethereal fluctuation.
"If I'm not mistaken, your Zanpakuto's ability should be related to luck, capable of altering or absorbing someone's luck, right? A Zanpakuto with such an ability is indeed very strange, but in a head-on conflict, you have no chance of winning," Yamabuki said.
Furuoki Ōtogawa walked over and said, "Since you've already seen through my Zanpakuto's ability, I'll tell you openly. My Zanpakuto's Shikai ability is called Poverty God, which can devour others' financial luck, turning them into paupers. Its Bankai is called Controller of Fate, which forcibly plunders luck. Now, all the luck on you has become mine! You are now a complete jinx! In this situation, do you still want to fight me? You should know that for you, the entire world is on my side."
Yamabuki nodded slightly. No wonder he had been having such bad luck from yesterday until now; so this was what was going on.
"Then come! Since you think you've got me, then come and take my head. But I'll tell you, even if you kill me, you might not be able to get your money back," Yamabuki laughed.
"But I have no retreat!" Furuoki Ōtogawa stomped his feet, his sword like a silver rainbow, instantly appearing before Yamabuki.
Yamabuki's body shifted slightly, trying to dodge the strike, but unexpectedly, at this crucial moment, his leg cramped. The sharp blade pierced directly through Yamabuki's chest.
"Hmph, no matter how much you pretend to be calm, it doesn't change the fact that you're a civilian officer. Farewell, young man!" Furuoki Ōtogawa slowly pulled out his sword, and blood continuously dripped from the wound.
"No wonder Shijima Chigiri said your strength was above his. Not many people can break through my two layers of defense in an instant," Yamabuki calmly watched his wound heal.
Furuoki Ōtogawa's eyes widened in disbelief as he saw Yamabuki, completely unfazed. What was going on? His sword had pierced his heart; an ordinary person should have died long ago. How could this person still be standing and talking to him?
Could it be an illusion-type Zanpakuto? Had he fallen under an illusion in that instant?
"If you think everything in this world can be decided by luck, then you're wrong. Many things cannot be solved by luck." Yamabuki approached step by step. Furuoki Ōtogawa felt an invisible pressure, gripping his sword with both hands, he involuntarily retreated half a step. In that instant, he had already lost in terms of momentum.
"Young man! Aren't you going to draw your sword? Are you planning to fight me bare-handed?" Furuoki Ōtogawa asked.
"With my current strength, drawing my sword would be bullying you. First, defeat me bare-handed, then we'll talk!" Yamabuki said indifferently.
As an assassin, Furuoki Ōtogawa knew that his mission was essentially a failure, but to get the stolen money back, this mission could not be judged by common sense.
Instantly, Furuoki Ōtogawa appeared before Yamabuki, the blade in his hand thrusting towards Yamabuki's eyes.
"Not bad, truly very good. Your strength is strong, and your speed is fast. In terms of power, you're basically qualified!" Yamabuki suddenly threw a punch, simultaneously his sleeve on his arm burst, and spiritual pressure and Kidō were highly concentrated at one point, actually blocking the opponent's slash bare-handed.
Furuoki Ōtogawa hadn't expected a civilian officer to be so formidable.
There was still about an inch of distance between his sword and the opponent's fist, yet due to the opponent's powerful spiritual pressure, he couldn't advance another half-inch!
The spiritual pressure of the two differed by at least one level, and this was with Yamabuki not using any enhancements.
Currently, among the entire Gotei 13, only the Captain Commander could steadily suppress Yamabuki in terms of strength.
A silver light appeared on Yamabuki's fist, and the next second, the light instantly erupted, engulfing Furuoki Ōtogawa. At the same time, the forest behind was destroyed by this Cero.
"Damn it, did I go a bit too far? If the Captain Commander finds out, will he continue to deduct my salary?" Yamabuki sighed.
"Worry about those things after you've survived!" Furuoki Ōtogawa appeared behind Yamabuki like a ghost, slashing at Yamabuki's neck with his sword.
Even if you're a monster who won't die from a pierced heart, I don't believe you'll still be alive and kicking if I cut off your head.
Yamabuki directly used his left hand as a shield, blocking the attack. The Zanpakuto cut through his skin and muscle, getting stuck in the bone.
Initially, Yamabuki would often put some thought into his techniques, but after gaining super self-healing abilities, he had become too lazy to use such moves. After all, no matter how he was cut, he wouldn't die!
Furuoki Ōtogawa's expression gradually distorted. Was there something wrong with this person's mind? Even if the wound healed extremely quickly, it would still hurt, right? Humans instinctively resist pain, but why could this person block a sword with his arm so easily?
Yamabuki gently flicked his arm, throwing Furuoki Ōtogawa away.
Furuoki Ōtogawa's face was grim. By now, he had to admit that this young man's strength was superior to his. Even without drawing his sword, he was no match for him.
"The Chief of Staff of the Gotei 13, truly lives up to his reputation! But for my money, you must die today!" Furuoki Ōtogawa took out a small bottle from his pocket, containing a highly potent poison. He carefully poured the poison onto the blade, preparing to end the young man with it.
Ever since Yamabuki was ambushed by the Extinction Master with poison last time, he had been particularly careful about such matters. Since you're not playing fair by poisoning your weapon, then I won't play fair with you either!
Infinite Cero, prepare!
Fire!!!
Yamabuki held his hands like a gun, wildly firing at Furuoki Ōtogawa. The power of each Cero was terrifying; a single hit could be fatal. But now, there were silver Ceros everywhere, covering the sky!
How could Furuoki Ōtogawa not react?
"This is a Cero… You're not a Shinigami at all, you're a Hollow…" Furuoki Ōtogawa looked terrified. He had never seen a Hollow that looked so much like a human.
"If you put it that way, it's not entirely wrong! After all, I'm known as the King of Hollow Fists!" Yamabuki sneered, making a delicate gesture with his fingers, light blossoming from his fingertips: "Yasaka Magatama, Pooh, oops, I got carried away, Infinite Cero!"
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