Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"Because I have trained to the point where I can defeat Captain Takeda Satoru."

Seeing that the two were ready, Chojiro immediately announced loudly that the assessment would officially begin.

The moment the words fell, an astonishing spiritual pressure erupted within the training ground.

Chapter 117 won't waste too much time.

The spiritual pressure swept through, stirring up a fierce wind and eliciting gasps from the crowd.

Many Shinigami members were experiencing captain-level spiritual pressure at such close range for the first time.

Kensei Muguruma's eyes sharpened as he looked at the tangible airflow visible to the naked eye opposite him.

Although he is nominally the third seat, Naraku's spiritual pressure is genuinely captain-level.

No wonder Captain-Commander Yamamoto appointed him as an examiner.

The heavy spiritual pressure made the atmosphere in the training ground even more solemn, and even the air seemed to thicken.

"Shisi Lang, who do you think will win?"

Kyoraku Shunsui, dressed in a pink haori, put his hands in his sleeves and nudged Ukitake Jushiro next to him with his elbow.

He was suspended from all his duties some time ago for trespassing in the council chamber.

As a result, she can't even wear the captain's haori with the inner lining anymore, and can only wear a pink patterned haori alone.

However, Kyoraku Shunsui didn't seem to care much about this.

In his eyes, as long as the people he cares about are safe and sound, that's all that matters.

Take Ukitake Jushiro, for example.

"It must be our junior brother."

Jushiro Ukitake stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "I've witnessed Kong's battles in the 13th Division before. Judging his strength solely by spiritual pressure would be a bit too arbitrary."

His injuries weren't serious; the main problem was a relapse of an old ailment.

After only a few days of rest, he was back to normal.

Kyoraku Shunsui smiled and said, "That's something to look forward to."

"Speaking of which, when I went to the True Central Prison to deliver a message before, I saw Junior Brother disciplining a criminal. The way he did it, tsk tsk—"

"He looks just like Master Shan."

While the two were talking, they had already started fighting in the training ground.

Kensei Rokusha used Shunpo to dash forward, leaving a blurry afterimage in the field, and instantly appeared behind Naraku Sora in a hurricane.

He suddenly raised his Zanpakuto, and as his body drew a sharp arc in the air, he slashed towards his neck.

collapse!

The blade came from behind, I parried, sparks flew.

Naraku Kuru remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch, even as the attack approached—

Draw your sword.

Kensei Muguruma felt as if he had struck an immovable mountain, and no matter how much spiritual pressure he unleashed, it was to no avail.

"?"

Isn't this development a bit off?

"Not even the initial release is needed?"

Naraku turned around, a kind smile appearing on his lips.

But for some reason, when Kensei Muguruma saw that smile, a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

The muscles in his arms vibrated with a sharp, piercing sound, like a bowstring being drawn taut.

As Naraku Sora's five fingers contracted, circuit board-like patterns instantly covered his hands and continued to spread towards his Zanpakuto.

Ghost Sword Technique: Crimson Fire Cannon.

An assessment should look like an assessment, not a fierce battle of attrition.

If he accidentally fails to get Kensei Muguruma to pass the test, he'll have to find another captain for the Ninth Division.

This is also a good opportunity to verify what I have learned in the past.

A burst of intense flames erupted, instantly enveloping the silver-white blade and unleashing a tremendous shockwave.

With a burst of power, their bodies twisted and turned, and waves of fire swept forward.

The intense heat made Kensei Rokusha catch his breath, and his gaze instantly turned serious.

There was no time to dodge; I had no choice but to take the hit.

His five fingers gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, his steel-like muscles bulged high, and he swung his arms upwards to meet the flashy slash.

Clang!

The moment the blades clashed, a tremendous force, accompanied by a wave of heat, surged forth, crashing down like a burst dam, causing Kensei Rokusha's expression to change drastically.

It felt like being hit head-on by a speeding train; the uncontrollable impact swept over me, making my internal organs churn.

After a brief stalemate, Mukka Kensei was sent flying backwards.

After finally managing to steady himself at the edge of the training ground, he looked up at Naraku Sora with shock in his eyes.

Is this guy really only a third seat?

Putting aside the captain-level spiritual pressure, why is it that a seemingly ordinary slash has such great power?

Who is the right candidate for captain between the two of us?

Kensei Muguruma suppressed his urge to retort, no longer concealing his spiritual pressure, and flipped his fingers to grip the hilt of his sword in reverse.

"May you vanish into nothingness, Earth-Shattering Wind!"

The moment the incantation of the first release was uttered, the spiritual pressure became even more intense, and wisps of blue wind rose from the ground, circulating and moving around Kensei Rokusha.

The originally long blade shrank considerably under the influence of the blue gale, transforming into a short dagger with a jet-black back.

This is completely at odds with his reckless and manic style.

A blue gale, like silk threads, danced wildly across the field, producing a sharp, piercing sound.

The mere contact caused the ground to crack open with jagged fissures, like the gaping maw of some giant beast swallowing the swirling dust.

"Naraku Sora, be careful. The gale whipped up by the Dip Wind can easily shatter even rocks."

Kensei Muguruma, as always, was honest and told his enemy about his Zanpakuto's abilities before the battle.

With a swing of the arm, the short dagger suddenly spun, creating countless gusts of blue wind that surged through the venue.

Like a ball of fluff breaking free from its restraints, countless visible threads intertwine and emanate a sharp aura.

In an instant, all of Naraku's movements were blocked.

That backhand move by Tang Zhu just now definitely left a deep impression on him.

However, the temporary setback also brought him enough intelligence.

Skilled in swordsmanship, with lightning-fast reflexes.

A blue light seemed to flash in Kensei Rokusha's eyes.

"Try this trick."

The blade spun at his fingertips, and countless wisps of azure wind intertwined and crisscrossed, instantly forming a giant net centered on Naraku.

Then, it burst downwards like a blade of light!

boom!

As the giant net tightened, countless attacks, powerful enough to shatter rocks, converged on a single point, unleashing extreme destructive force that ravaged the floor.

A deafening explosion erupted in the training ground, sending countless plumes of dust soaring into the sky, spreading like branches and leaves of a tree that keeps climbing upwards.

Kensei Rokusha gripped the dagger-shaped Zanpakuto, pouring his spiritual pressure into it, causing the blade to gradually radiate a dazzling light.

Prepare to deliver the final blow to Naraku.

In his eyes, even the former veteran captain, Takeda Satoru, would not fare well if he were to directly withstand the raging winds accumulated by the broken wind.

Not to mention a mere Naraku.

However, when the dust settled, the figure that should have been standing there had vanished without a trace.

What about people? !

Are you looking for me?

In that instant, a soft murmur came from behind, and a hand gently rested on Kensei Rokusha's shoulder.

In an instant, a heavy pressure crashed down, and the burly, robust body suddenly sank.

Without any hesitation, Kensei Rokusha turned around instantly, and the powerful, accumulated spiritual pressure of the Divine Wind Slashed backward with a thunderous roar.

"Explosive Charge!"

The Zanpakuto transformed into a ball of light, compressing the power of the gale to its limit within the palm of his hand, and then unleashed it with a sudden burst of energy.

"Binding Path No. 81: Severing Emptiness".

A transparent barrier descended from the sky, transforming into an unbreakable, solid wall that blocked Naraku's path.

The collision between the explosive bomb and the broken air instantly unleashed an endless shockwave.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the training ground, and the resulting gale-force winds violently assaulted the outer ghostly defenses.

The Grim Reaper, positioned slightly closer to the edge, had his face rippling like water, displaying the ultimate in facial expression.

Naraku Sora stood calmly behind the broken barrier, letting the strong winds sweep past his sides without the slightest panic.

Danku had already achieved perfect mastery of the technique when he killed Tsuna and took the place of Taketori.

[Successfully killed the sinner Tsuna, who was later identified as Taketori. Sin value: 28345. Participation rate: 90%!]

Your spiritual pressure has increased!