Crossover Anime: Starting with Bankai from Demon Slayer

Chapter 330 Everyone's busy, let's not fight.

A lone bird walks in the wind, recalling memories of the Grass Deer District.

If the Xu Diao District is synonymous with chaos, filth, and poverty.

In the Kusa-roku and Kusa-ki districts after the Ō-dō, the only word to describe it is bloodshed.

The living conditions here are even harsher. Sometimes people fight each other not to take anything, but simply to kill for the sake of killing. Even villains like Genzo rarely set foot here.

Hiding in a place like this... an intelligence broker must either be highly capable and unafraid of being targeted.

Either they're like Genzo, with someone backing them up...

Thinking about all this, before she knew it, Asuka had already reached the edge of the Grass Deer District.

But a sudden, heavy spiritual pressure stopped him in his tracks.

Ring... Ring...

A clear, eerie bell sound drifted in from the wind.

With each ring of the bell, the oppressive aura drew ever closer.

Asuka placed her hand on her Zanpakuto, feeling the oppressive aura emanating from nearby, and activated her spiritual senses to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.

A tall figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the street.

He was a rugged-looking man with hair that stood on end like a hedgehog, the tips of which were tied with tiny bells.

It seems that the sound just now came from here.

His right eye was covered by a black eyepatch, while his left eye gleamed with the excited and frenzied light of a wild beast spotting its prey.

On the man's shoulder, there was a petite and adorable little girl with short pink hair.

The little girl was giggling and tugging at the man's hair, seemingly oblivious to the oppressive atmosphere around her.

Feiniao's brows furrowed slightly.

He had already identified the other person by the slightly tattered white haori and the numbers on it.

This is the person that Urahara, the cunning merchant, specifically warned against. If you unfortunately encounter him while breaking into the Soul Society, it's best not to fight him.

Kenpachi Zaraki, captain of the 11th Division.

At this critical juncture, why is a captain not on standby in Seireitei, but running off to the depths of this godforsaken Rukongai?

And... what's with this undisguised hostility?

"Yo."

Kenpachi Zaraki turned around, a ferocious and excited smile spreading across his scarred face.

"I was wondering which fool dared to unleash such chilling killing intent at a time like this...aren't they afraid of being mistaken for Aizen's accomplice in this rebellion?"

"I never expected... it would be you."

"The guy who caused chaos at Shuangji Hill."

Kenpachi Zaraki stretched out his large hand and drew the tattered, dented Zanpakuto from his waist.

"Jian Xiaoba! Jian Xiaoba! Is he the really powerful guy they were talking about yesterday?"

The person perched on Kenpachi's shoulder is the vice-captain, Kusajishi Yachiru.

She peeked out, her big eyes blinking, and curiously examined the bird: "Wow, his spiritual pressure is so cold, like ice!"

At this time, only one day had passed since the turmoil at the Twin Peaks of Soul Society.

Originally, because of yesterday's internal strife with Komamura Sajin, both sides should have been reflecting on their actions in their respective squads.

But without its leader, no one in the Soul Society could force Kenpachi to stay put.

Feeling utterly bored, Kenpachi decided to take a break from his and Yachiru's birthplace. However, while passing through the Inugami district, he unexpectedly discovered Asuka having an attack.

Having learned of his destination, Kenpachi waited for him there in advance.

I want to see what kind of person this guy, who others say can cut through the anti-reflective membrane, really is...

"Hey kid."

Kenpachi Zaraki slung his Zanpakuto over his shoulder, revealing his gleaming white teeth: "I heard you caused quite a ruckus yesterday. Sounds like an interesting fellow."

He pointed at the bird with his free finger.

"My name is Kenpachi Zaraki, captain of the 11th Division."

"I'm in a bad mood right now because I missed the most exciting battle yesterday."

"But since I've run into you here... draw your sword! Let me see just how good your supposedly legendary swordsmanship really is!"

boom!

As Kenpachi Zaraki finished speaking, a golden spiritual pressure surged into the sky.

The sand and gravel on the surrounding ground were instantly cleared away, and gusts of strong wind danced wildly with the agitation of spiritual pressure.

Asuka stood silently in place, her Shinigami armor fluttering in the storm of the opponent's terrifying spiritual pressure.

But his hand holding the knife hilt remained steady.

He sensed the other person's pure, intense desire... a desire for battle, a desire for blood.

This suddenly reminded Asuka of those evil spirits who went mad in their desire to devour flesh and blood.

However, the man before them was far more pure than those evil spirits.

He wasn't doing it for food, but solely for the sake of fighting.

"Not interested."

Asuka responded calmly to Kenpachi's fighting spirit: "I don't know you, and I have no interest in sparring with you so-called captains."

"I have other things to do, please move aside."

Having said that, Asuka strode forward, completely ignoring Kenpachi's terrifying spiritual pressure, which was enough to make ordinary Shinigami collapse, and intended to find a way past him.

Kenpachi Zaraki was stunned.

In this Soul Society, facing Kenpachi Zaraki's challenge...

Some people will be so scared they'll wet themselves, some will grit their teeth and fight back, and some will use boring excuses like team rules to refuse.

But this is the first time someone has dared to ignore him with this "you're so boring" attitude!

"Ha... Hahahaha!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly tilted his head back and let out a somewhat morbid burst of maniacal laughter.

"Not interested? That's not up to you!"

Whoosh!

A piercing whistling sound that tore through the air rang out.

Kenpachi Zaraki swung his serrated longsword fiercely, slashing mercilessly down at Asuka's back!

This strike was delivered without any restraint, unleashing absolute power and speed!

clang!!

The sound of metal clashing together rang out.

Of course, the bird was not completely unguarded; its keen senses never relaxed.

With lightning speed, he drew his scabbard and steadily parried Kenpachi Zaraki's powerful slash.

One strike is as ferocious as the blazing sun, the other as cold as the abyss...

boom-!!

Two completely different spiritual pressures collided violently at the point where the blades met, unleashing a visible impact that scraped away a layer of the ground several meters around them!

"Such a heavy force..." A hint of surprise flashed in Asuka's eyes.

Even without releasing his Zanpakuto, this single strike caused a faint grinding sound to emanate from the bones of Asuka's arm.

This man's body is simply a monster.

"Oh? He didn't even bother with his Shikai, and just blocked it with a shallow strike?" Kenpachi Zaraki's fanaticism intensified.

He increased the pressure on his hand, pressing down hard on the bird: "Kid, the more you do this, the more I want to chop you into pieces!"

"I told you, I don't have time to play with you."

The bird's voice turned completely cold.

A faint red light flickered deep within his left eye.

Although Urahara had warned him, he also knew that the other party was the captain of the Gotei 13.

But if this madman insists on blocking the way, he wouldn't mind going all out and cutting off his hands and feet right here.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate and the atmosphere was about to explode.

"Wait, wait! Jian Xiaoba, don't attack him yet!"

Yachiru, who was perched on Kenpachi's shoulder, suddenly reached out her little hand and patted Kenpachi's head.

"This crow seems to be carrying a lot of resentment! It looks like it's really looking for something very important."

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