Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 273 Wild Boar Rider - Shiba Ganju

"Seventh Seat of Ganju! That's too much movement! You'll lose your balance!"

The three instructors commented on Yan's moves with dissatisfaction, but Yan didn't care at all.

"Stop talking nonsense! Real combat doesn't have so many rules! Just defeat the enemy, isn't that all there is to it!"

With a roar, the eagle swung its halberd horizontally, snapping the wooden stake, which was as thick as a thigh, in half.

Amidst flying sawdust, he leaped high into the air on his wild boar Bonnie before crashing to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ahem... Ganju, I'm talking to you..."

'

The team members suffered terribly from his wild training methods, but there was no point in arguing with him; most of them had already gotten used to it.

Iwa wiped the sweat from his face, grabbed the Shinigami uniform hanging to the side and put it on, looking up at the sky with a gloomy expression.

Eighteen years.

After my uncle disappeared, my eldest brother also went missing...

Since the eldest brother, Shiba Kaien, went missing in Fuyuki City, the Shiba family, which once dominated Rukongai and commanded respect from everyone, has completely collapsed.

The useless Shiba family.

The bloodline of deserters.

A cursed race...

These malicious rumors buzzed around them like flies.

Seeing that the Shiba family had lost its leader, the Tsunayo family, together with the Central 46, issued an order stripping the Shiba family of all their noble privileges and throwing them off like trash to the edge of Rukongai.

The eldest sister, Kukaku, with her fiery temper, was never on good terms with them. Now she simply spends all her time setting off fireworks in Rukongai, completely ignoring the Shinigami.

But Shiba Ganju disagreed.

He didn't believe that his older brother, who was as dazzling as the sun, would be a deserter, nor did he believe that his always-smiling uncle would betray Soul Society.

So even though he disliked constraints and rules, he gritted his teeth and graduated from the Shinigami Academy, relying on his ruthlessness and monstrous strength to fight his way into the 10th Division.

He wanted to wash away the shame of the Shiba family himself here, in the place where his brother and uncle had fought!

"Hey! Rock Vulture! Stop spacing out!"

A clear, youthful voice interrupted his thoughts.

Yanjiu looked up and saw a short, silver-haired boy frowning at him on the high platform of the training ground.

Although the boy was not tall, the spiritual pressure emanating from him was as cold as ice, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The current captain of the 10th Division, Toshiro Hitsugaya.

"Oh, it's the captain." Ganju grinned.

Although he addressed me as "captain," his tone lacked any real respect: "What? Are you sending me to catch some wine-stealing Grim Reaper again? Or to find some nobleman's cat?"

"...You."

Toshiro gave him a cold glance, his Zanpakuto radiating a chilling aura: "Can't you hear the alarm?"

"alarm?"

The eagle paused for a moment, then listened intently.

Sure enough, the urgent alarm was coming from afar.

"There is a traveler invading from the direction of Ximen Baidaomen."

Toshiro looked at the crowd and said in a clear but not loud voice, "According to the information from the Second Division, the enemy has just defeated the patrol team and is trying to force their way through the gate."

"A traveler's misfortune? An invasion of Rukongai?"

Yan's eyes lit up instantly, with the excitement of a predator smelling blood.

Over the years, the Soul Society has been as calm as a stagnant pool.

Aside from occasionally going to Rukongai to deal with a few Hollows, he had no chance to show his skills at all!

His strength is almost worn out!

At this rate, when will I ever get ahead?

huh~

A Hell Butterfly landed on Toshiro's fingertip, bringing new news.

"This..." Toshiro sensed the message from the Hell Butterfly and said with some surprise, "It seems that Jidanbo, who guards the White Path Gate, has been defeated."

"Huh?! That big guy lost?"

Rock Vulture and all the team members were taken aback.

Although Si Danfang wasn't very bright, his superhuman strength was undeniable. Even a death god of the Xi Guan level wouldn't dare to take his axe head-on.

They were actually defeated by the Traveler's Curse?

"This is not a simple matter." Toshiro leaped down from the high platform: "As the 10th Division responsible for the security of the Soul Society, we cannot stand idly by."

"That idiot Matsumoto has disappeared again. I'll have to lead you guys to meet the enemy."

"All personnel assemble! Proceed to the White Gate immediately!"

"Take down all those arrogant invaders!"

"Ooooooo!!!"

The eagle roared excitedly and mounted the wild boar Bonnie.

The halberd trembled in his hand, and the violent spiritual pressure was already overflowing uncontrollably.

"Finally, something interesting is happening! Men! Charge with me!!"

"No, the Seventh Seat of Ganju, it seems I'm the one who should be..." The Third Seat was about to say something when he was interrupted: "Enough talk! Come with me!"

Rukongai, outside the West Gate and White Gate.

The massive stone gate stands tall and imposing, seemingly connecting the ends of heaven and earth.

The open space in front of the door was now a complete mess.

The ground cracked and was covered with rubble.

Two huge axes broke into several pieces and lay awkwardly stuck in the soil.

"Huff... Huff..."

'

Kurosaki Ichigo, carrying the exaggerated Zanpakuto Zangetsu, stood in the middle of the ruins, panting heavily.

His death knight's uniform was slightly dirty at the hem, and his orange hair was damp with fine sweat.

But before him, the gatekeeper Si Danfang, who was as huge as a mountain, was kneeling dejectedly on the ground.

"I lost... I actually lost..."

Si Danfang looked at the only remaining axe handle in his hand, his huge body trembling slightly.

"Waaah... Oh no... Both of my axes are broken..."

He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

The thin, orange-haired boy before him didn't seem that formidable, yet his sword had actually shattered his double axes.

"...Um...I'm really sorry...I shouldn't have broken your axe." This made Ichigo a little embarrassed.

"Ichigo..." Orihime Inoue looked at him with some concern from behind, "Are you alright?"

"It's alright, don't worry." Ichigo hoisted Zangetsu onto his shoulder and smiled at her.

Si Danfang nodded, scrambling to his feet: "Hmm...you're right."

He walked up to the White Gate, placing one hand on the wall: "You are the first man to defeat me, so I will allow you to pass through the White Gate."

"Are you really just going to let us through like this?" Ishida Uryu pushed up his glasses, cautiously observing the flow of spiritual energy around him.

"Ah... I've lost to your boss, so I have no right to stop you from going."

Uryu was very dissatisfied with this answer: "What? Kurosaki Ichigo isn't my boss!"

"Why are you so agitated..." Ichigo rolled his eyes at him.

Chad stood silently at the back, protecting everyone behind him.

Si Danfang ignored Yu Long's complaints, turned around, and faced the huge stone gate that stood behind him.

He stretched out his hands.

"Drink it!!!"

With a deafening roar, Si Danfang's muscles bulged.

He inserted his hands into the crack of the door and, with all his might, slowly lifted the incredibly heavy stone door of murderous intent!

Crunch, crunch—

The sound of friction echoed through the sky.

"It's open...it's open!" Orihime Inoue exclaimed in surprise.

The crack in the door widened, revealing the broad avenue leading into the interior of the Soul Court.

"Walk!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Ichigo called to his companions and charged inside.

however.

Just as the gate was halfway open, just enough for someone to pass through.

A chilling aura, mixed with several powerful spiritual pressures, surged out from the shadows behind the door!

"Who told you to open the door? Sidanfang."

A cold, youthful voice, yet carrying the authority of a superior, came from behind the door.