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Just then, several Shinigami appeared to the side; they were Ryougi Kazuya and his group who had come from the First Division.

"Is that a student?" Kuchiki Ginryu stared blankly at Mashu's clothes for a moment before noticing the Shinigami lying on the ground.

He understood; this was the student who had learned how to unleash the Zanpakuto.

"Wait—" Kuchiki Ginrei stopped Hirako Shinji, who wanted to help, and said, "No need to help. That's her Zanpakuto. Let her deal with it herself. Ryougi Kazuya, take the injured person to the Fourth Division, and then go to the First Division to report to the Captain-Commander about what happened here."

"I?"

"That's right." Everyone here is a captain, and you're the only vice-captain. Who else could you be but a vice-captain?

Of course... Kuchiki Ginryu didn't say the last sentence aloud.

"I understand." Ryougi Kazumi nodded, glanced at Mashu, and turned to leave.

"So, shall we just sit here and watch?" Hirako Shinji said casually, sitting on the rooftop.

“That’s right,” Kuchiki Ginrei said. “This is the best way to achieve the desired effect… The hypnotized Zanpakuto should be released by its owner; we don’t need to do anything. Just prevent the Zanpakuto from escaping and other Shinigami from getting involved.”

"Yes, yes, I understand."

Kuchiki Ginrei looked at Hirako Shinji and said, "Everyone else's Zanpakuto were hypnotized, but yours wasn't. Is there some secret to that?"

"Who knows... Maybe it's because my Zanpakuto was reversed, and the Zanpakuto used for hypnosis couldn't be found."

"Hmm...Is that so?" Kuchiki Ginrei turned her gaze back to the front, where the knight-like Zanpakuto had also stopped. It seemed to be confirming whether they would make a move, and only continued walking forward after seeing that they remained motionless.

But... Kuchiki Ginryu thought of something.

The Fifth Division Captain, Shinji Hirako, went to the human world not long ago, and this happened just a few days after he returned.

What exactly is he...?

“That kind of thing doesn’t matter.” Yoruichi Shihouin looked at Mashu and said, “Does any of you know this student’s name?”

"do not know."

Kuchiki Ginryu also shook her head: "I don't know, but the spiritual pressure feels good."

"Is that so..." Yoruichi Shihouin smiled and looked at Shinji Hirako: "Don't you have Gin Ichimaru in your squad? This guy doesn't look bad either."

"Hmm...who knows. But...what's with that Zanpakuto?"

On Galahad's side, having confirmed that the suddenly arriving captains weren't planning to fight, they stopped paying attention and focused their gaze on Mash: "You're not going to fight? Then I'll make my move—"

Mashu gritted her teeth and drew her Zanpakuto: "Reveal! The ideal city that is now far away!"

No change —

It remained in the shape of a blade, instead of transforming into the shield she was familiar with.

"Is that so...?"

boom--

Galahad rushed over and punched Mash, sending her flying: "In this way, you can't protect anything."

"Well..."

The battle was one-sided—Mash, unable to unleash her Zanpakuto, was almost entirely being educated by Galahad.

Mashu learned white-hand fighting.

However, she wasn't very proficient in it; what she was proficient in was the art of binding.

Her shield combined with binding techniques—this was her way of...

That's right—Binding Spell!

'I even forgot about Kido during the battle.' Although I don't know why I can't unleash my Zanpakuto, but—

"Binding Spell Four: This Rope!"

brush--

"Thunderous carriage, spinning wheel gap, this thing has light, divided into six—the sixty-sixth bondage, staff of light prison!"

Kaka-

In an instant, Galahad, who had just broken free from the fourth demonic path, was struck squarely by Number Sixty-One's binding spell.

The strength of a Zanpakuto is linked to its master, meaning that his spiritual pressure is actually similar to Mash's right now, making it almost impossible for him to break free from the number 61 binding spell.

but--

That refers to the complete version of Binding Spell No. 61.

Chapter 1053 Chaotic Battle

"That guy's pretty good, isn't he? He can use the Number 61 Binding Spell at a time like this..."

Shinji Hirako said, resting his chin on his hand.

but...

It was clear that even after the incantation was finished, the release of the binding spell was not very precise.

It's not that Mashu's spiritual pressure was insufficient to release Number 61's Binding Spell, but rather that she clearly didn't have proper control over her power.

That makes sense.

In a place like the True Spiritual Arts Academy, being able to access the Binding Spell of Number Sixty-One is already quite impressive, let alone successfully learning it...

"That Zanpakuto is amazing, especially the Hakuda form, it's so beautiful." Yoruichi Shihouin said, looking at Galahad. "It seems very familiar with combat... It's obviously different from its master, how strange."

"Is the release of a Zanpakuto related to this—" Hirako Shinji was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

He was under Galahad's spiritual pressure.

"Ha—" Galahad's spiritual pressure began to spread outwards, and a huge shield appeared in his hand. At the same time, Number Sixty-One's binding spell was forcibly broken.

“If it were the real No. 61 Binding Spell, I would be in a lot of trouble right now,” Galahad said to Mash. “But at the end, your spiritual pressure suddenly surged, and the excessive output disrupted the balance of the Binding Spell.”

"And, most importantly."

Galahad said, "You just restrained me for about three seconds, which is enough time to end the fight, but you just stood there in a daze."

“No…this…” Mash gritted her teeth, “How could I possibly lay a hand on Mr. Galahad—”

"...Is that so? Is this why you lost? You're the weaker one right now, aren't you..."

“That’s it.” Galahad turned around, an arm draped over his shoulder. “I thought you’d keep watching.”

“That was indeed what I thought at first.” Yoruichi Shihouin looked at Galahad with a smile: “But, what do you think, buddy?”

Snapped--

boom--

The impact of shield and fist.

Yoruichi Shihōin smiled as she looked at the shield blocking her way: "I thought your free-style attack was pretty good, kid. How about we have a go?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Yoruichi Shihouin appeared beside Galahad, her fist pressed against his face.

'So fast—' Galahad's pupils contracted, and before he could even react, he was sent flying backward.

"What? This isn't enough?"

"Wait a minute." Mashu said to Yoruichi Shihouin, who was about to make a move, "Mr. Galahad, I can do it myself."

"Oh..." Yoruichi Shihouin turned her head with amusement. Just as she was about to say something, bursts of flame erupted from all directions of the Seireitei: "What is this—?"

"Let's go, Captain Shihouin," said Kuchiki Ginrei. "Now is not the time to worry about what's happening here. Muramasa has already begun his attack—"

Besides... Mashu won't get into any trouble here. As for Galahad... although the reason is unknown, he's not deeply hypnotized. It seems he's obviously training his master. Why would he get involved at this time?

Are you sick?

"Haha, sorry, sorry. I couldn't resist coming over and hitting him a couple of times because I saw how well he did the free-style fighting."

Ok.

Kuchiki Ginryu felt that the nickname her grandson gave her was absolutely right.

"gone."

Although the captain's orders to them were to check what was happening in the direction of the Central Spiritual Arts Academy, it was no longer necessary.

The matter is now clear; on the contrary, the Zanpakuto that has begun to wreak havoc throughout the Seireitei is even more concerning.

......

"That's the whole story, Captain-Commander Yamamoto." Ryougi Kazuya recounted to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni what had happened since he left the First Division until he met Mash.

"Okay... I understand. Now you go back to your barracks and keep watch, eliminating any enemies that come from the surrounding area!"

"I see."

boom--

Just then, the door to the First Division barracks was violently broken down.

The Zanpakuto Muramasa, along with a group of his henchmen, came knocking on our door.

"Yamamoto Genryusai... Shigekuni..." Muramasa said, looking at the Captain-Commander in the center of the room, "Now you're all alone. Hmm—?"

Muramasa frowned as he spoke, looking at the person standing to the side. Who was he?

Hmm... I don't recognize him. He's probably just some nobody. Judging by the armband, is he the vice-captain of the 11th Division? ... But I don't remember him.

Muramasa felt a little uneasy as he thought this, but he couldn't pinpoint the source of this unease.

"Fool." Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni slowly opened his eyes and said, "You're just a brat, yet you dare to come here and spout such nonsense! Who gave you the guts? Hibiki? —"

"I've already killed Xianghe. Now it's your turn to be the Grim Reaper—"

As Muramasa spoke, he reached out his hand to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, wanting to penetrate his heart to release Ryujin Jakka and at the same time learn from his heart how to break the seal on Hibiki.

However, at that moment, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly came from behind him, making him unable to help but turn around.

However, when they saw it, they found that the Zanpakuto in the hands of the two girls in kimonos had already clashed.

"Oh, this is the first time we've met like this, isn't it, Zhi?"