Restricted Death

Chapter 133 I couldn't get you to use your full strength
Kenpachi Zaraki's strike was powerful enough to split mountains and shatter rocks. The spiritual pressure, along with the broken sword, crashed down. Centered on Kenpachi's feet, spiderweb-like cracks appeared in the floor in all directions. The entire dojo's roof shook under the impact of the spiritual pressure, scattering a lot of dust.

However, when Kenpachi Zaraki's broken sword struck Shin's shoulder, it seemed to get stuck there; the serrated blade pressed against his skin, yet it couldn't penetrate him at all.

"Is that all the strength Captain Zaraki has?"

Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly heard the calm voice of the person in front of him, and his already narrow pupils involuntarily contracted even more.

Xin stood there with his shirt open, seemingly unharmed; the shoulder where the knife had been pressed hadn't even broken the skin.

A lot of dust fell from the beams of the temple. Xin reached out and caught some, then gently brushed the dust off his clothes.

Before he could speak, Kenpachi Zaraki roared and raised his sword, bringing it down fiercely.

This was a strike he had put all his strength into; the moment the broken blade fell, the surging spiritual pressure around Kenpachi Zaraki seemed to freeze.

The extremely dense spiritual pressure made it difficult for Madarame Ikkaku and Ayasegawa Yumichika to breathe, and they both stared wide-eyed at the two people in the arena.

However, just as this seemingly devastating strike was about to land on Xin, it was caught steadily by Xin's suddenly raised hand.

Snapped--

The shockwave of spiritual pressure belatedly receded from the two of them and spread wildly in all directions, causing the wooden planks on the ground to crack and fly away, and the entire dojo to rumble and shake.

He caught it with his bare hands...

A corner of his head and his bowing face were deeply shaken, his gaze fixed in astonishment.

"I heard that Captain Zaraki's blindfold is a special item made by the Technology Development Bureau that can absorb spiritual energy."

Shin, holding Kenpachi Zaraki's Zanpakuto in one hand, slowly spoke.

The glint in Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes faded, and he stared at Kenpachi, asking, "So what?"

"Is Captain Zaraki trying to suppress his spiritual pressure because he feels it's too strong?"

"..."

Shin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and sneered, "And the bell in Captain Zaraki's hair, was that also to deliberately reveal his whereabouts in battle?"

Kenpachi Zaraki's gaze darkened slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice, "What exactly do you mean?"

With his other hand on the hilt of his sword, Shin slowly drew the Asagi and pointed it at Kenpachi Zaraki's chest.

"I just feel that Captain Zaraki's confidence is truly beyond the reach of ordinary people. What, has your sword slain too many weaklings, giving you the illusion of invincibility?"

The tip of the shallow blade pressed against Kenpachi Zaraki's chest, and with just one forceful movement, blood began to seep out from the blade.

“I also come from Zaraki Ward in Rukongai, so I know the environment there very well. Before I became a Shinigami, quite a few people died at my hands. Now it seems that Captain Zaraki’s blood is no redder than theirs.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Kenpachi Zaraki drew his sword again and slashed diagonally toward Shin's head.

Shine——

Kenpachi Zaraki's slash only shattered a fleeting afterimage, and at the same time, the sound of Shunpo's light step and the sound of a blade being drawn from its sheath rang out behind him.

"Yaksha flashes through the sky!"

Kenpachi Zaraki turned around abruptly, only to be startled by the almost solidified pressure of a sword rushing towards him, causing the hairs on his body to stand on end.

The sword pressed down on Zaraki's shoulder, its momentum undiminished, and carved a narrow gap in the dojo wall.

boom!
A sudden gust of wind swept towards Kenpachi Zaraki, making the bells at the tips of his hair ring incessantly.

Kenpachi Zaraki stood motionless, a large amount of blood suddenly gushing out from his shoulder.

His burly figure swayed as if he were about to fall to the ground, but he quickly steadied himself by leaning on his sword.

Kenpachi Zaraki glanced at the pool of blood on the ground, and felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

"Is this your sword?" he asked again in a hoarse voice.

"If that sword strike had been aimed at my body, I would have been cut in two on the spot, right?" Xin replied calmly, "Probably."

“That’s unbelievable.” Kenpachi Zaraki’s voice was quite subdued. “It seems that what Ikkaku said was true.”

He suddenly raised his head, staring intently at the letter, a wild smile spreading across his face, his expression almost ferocious.

"Then why didn't you aim at my body?"

Kenpachi Zaraki raised his sword, pointing it at the letter: "What are you worried about?"

Shin replied calmly, "I don't have any deadly grudge against Captain Zaraki, do I?"

"But isn't the thrill of battle only real when it's a fight to the death?! I've said it before, only one of us can leave here standing today!"

As Kenpachi Zaraki spoke, he raised his injured arm. The movement of this arm caused him excruciating pain, but this pain also intensified the excitement in his eyes. He used this arm to remove the blindfold from his face, and then ripped off the bells in his hair as well, the movements were so rough that many strands of hair were broken off.

He stood there with disheveled hair, blood streaming from half of his arm, his expression one of madness and savagery, his head slightly lowered and his face covered in shadows, looking like an extremely evil ghost!
Xin narrowed his eyes slightly: "He really is a madman."

Then he gently shook the shallow tap in his hand.

boom!
Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly rushed in front of him, his broken sword slashing down. Shin didn't dodge or evade, but directly took the blow head-on with his body. A terrifying spiritual pressure surged violently from Kenpachi's body, shaking the entire dojo.

Shin thrust his sword straight at Kenpachi Zaraki's waist and abdomen, but Kenpachi Zaraki neither dodged nor evaded, letting Shin's sword pierce his body.

"very good!"

Kenpachi Zaraki laughed wildly, slashing at Shin's body again and again with his broken sword. But although each strike was incredibly powerful, it didn't even tear Shin's clothes.

Swish!
Another swift, almost invisible slash swept across Kenpachi Zaraki's head, grazing his cheek and leaving a scar on his cold, hard face.

Kenpachi Zaraki paused for a moment, but his eyes revealed anger. His attacks became even more ferocious, and the spiritual pressure bursting out with each strike turned into a wave of energy.

"Why, why did you hold back?!"

Shin thrust his sword at Kenpachi's chest again, but this time, just as Shin's blade pierced his body, Kenpachi suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade of Shin's ashes.

Shin was slightly distracted. He looked at Kenpachi Zaraki. After a series of battles, his body was covered in sword wounds and he stood there covered in blood, but the madness on his face did not diminish in the slightest.

Kenpachi Zaraki stared intently at Shin's much smaller body, his excitement fading and replaced by icy coldness and rage.

"Do you think I'm not worth your full effort?"

He suddenly released the knife from Xin's hand, took a step back, and blood began to gush from the new wound on his chest.

Xin remained unmoved by his posture, lightly shaking the shallow mallet in his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on it.

"That's not the case," the letter said.

"So far, I haven't met anyone who can make me use my full strength. It's a pity that Captain Zaraki isn't one either."

Kenpachi Zaraki's teeth were grinding as he raised the sword in his hand and looked at it. It was covered in nicks and slits, but there wasn't a trace of blood.

This was the first time he had ever fought like this, and he was completely overwhelmed throughout.

Is Tachikawa Shin really that strong? And how could he be so strong?
He had watched the entire battle with Gin Ichimaru, and the difference in their abilities wasn't that great.

Or perhaps my knife is just dull...

Kenpachi Zaraki felt pain all over his body, but this pain made him more and more conscious and excited.

"Then kill me."

Kenpachi Zaraki spoke slowly to the letter, his voice unusually calm.

These words made Yijiao, who was watching from the sidelines, feel a tightness in his heart.

(End of this chapter)