In Soul Society, love and bond begin

The gap between spiritual pressure and spiritual pressure is absolute.

Even if he can develop many ways to make up for the gap, it does not mean that the gap does not exist.

This is a truth that both of them understand.

As a result, Fujimiya Makoto seemed to realize something, glanced at the panel casually, and smiled subconsciously.

"Too."

"Ok?"

Vastod was just waiting to see the guy gradually becoming tired and desperate, but he saw that the Grim Reaper opposite him suddenly released that powerful special state.

Fujimiya Makoto waved his hand towards the sand dunes behind him in a relaxed tone, signaling:

"Hey! Saito!"

"Substitute!"

Doragon was stunned.

Almost the next second after the voice fell, it seemed to finally realize something and looked at Fujimiya Makoto in front of it in astonishment.

and many more! ?

You... aren't you the strongest among the Shinigami?!

In this era, the Hueco Mundo has not been visited for a long time, so the knowledge of the Soul Society, the nobility, the Genryu, the Thirteenth Squad, etc. is extremely superficial.

The next moment, the explosive spiritual pressure coming from afar instantly confirmed its thoughts.

"Om-"

The violently rising spiritual pressure spread out, emitting a low-pitched vibration like an infrasound wave. The space in everyone's eyes was distorted by the constantly erupting spiritual pressure, forming a vague blur.

Doragon's eyes suddenly widened.

This, this spiritual pressure...

Before becoming an Arrancar, Vastode was not as strong as he was later with the help of Aizen's technology.

The vast majority of them, through the accumulation of 'quantity' in the endless devouring, broke through the 'quality' level of spiritual pressure and reached the level of third-level spiritual power or above.

What's more, the Vastod in front of him is ranked below Bylergan and Sar Apollo, and is one of the weaker ones among the Vashu.

When facing Saito Immortal, the difference in spiritual power level was immediately apparent.

"Really? That's so slow."

Saito Furuobushi walked up to Fujimiya Makoto in a nonchalant manner and said dissatisfiedly, "If it were me, I would have killed a guy of this level long ago!"

Fujimiya Makoto smiled nonchalantly: "Then... let me see it for myself!"

"no problem!"

Saito Bakufushi turned his head and looked at Vastod across from him. He casually lowered the blade in his hand and revealed a morbid smile.

"Kill everything, Blood Hunting Palace."

The moment the voice fell, the blade in the girl's hand seemed to be submerged in blood, turning into a katana with a purple handle and a star-shaped hilt.

At first glance, it seems unremarkable.

However, both Fujimiya Makoto and Vastod on the opposite side noticed subtle changes.

All the spiritual pressure was absorbed into the blade.

These captains of the first generation of the Gotei 13 were different from their successors in later generations whose total lifespans might not exceed three hundred years. Most of them had spent nearly a thousand years in Rukongai and had already developed their abilities to a certain extreme over the long years.

Needless to say, he has a good command of spiritual pressure and Zanpakuto.

Saito Furuobushi slowly walked towards it and explained in a tone very characteristic of the God of Death:

"My Blood Hunting Palace only has one simple ability."

"Tear apart the enemy's body, absorb the blood, and use it for my own benefit."

"Heal, hurt enemies, defend, and even...devour."

"All of them."

"so..."

The tender tip of the snake brushed across the girl's lips.

"Don't let me hurt you."

Almost at the moment the words fell, Vastod's eyes suddenly widened.

next moment.

Saito Furusei's petite figure suddenly appeared beside it, moving at an extremely fast speed, and her dark purple twintails were pulled into a straight shape in the air.

"Qianglang——"

Doragon, who used sword blades as arms, suddenly retracted his hands to protect his waist.

A deep mark was cut on the smooth snow-white bone blade amid the fierce sound of metal clashing.

'So fast! '

The moment this thought came to mind, Saito's speed suddenly increased to a higher level.

With a dull 'swish' sound, the blade broke through the other side of its calf.

The sharp blade stirred up flying blood, and drops of blood floated in the air, leaving a long mark.

"boom!"

Before Nawastod could turn around, Saito used his petite body to bend down and wrap around its calf, twisting and jumping like a nimble monkey, and suddenly kicked it in the vest.

"Boom!"

Vastod twisted his body rapidly in a puff of dust, digging his sword into the sand to stabilize his torso as much as possible, but his vision was obscured by the dust.

Doragon was even more shocked and confused.

Not only is its speed higher, but its strength is also one level higher.

Even if this kind of power isn't as strong as Lord Bylergan, it's probably close to Lord Sar Apollo's, right?!

The gap between Waxu and Waxu is also as huge as the difference between heaven and earth.

However, before Dragon could catch sight of Saito's figure, he saw the wound on his calf silently split open into a surging gap.

"laugh--"

A sword blade made entirely of blood suddenly emerged from the other end of its calf and cut a larger wound.

"Um?!"

Doragon looked down subconsciously.

Almost at the moment he lowered his head, Saito leaped up and slammed down from the sky with his blade hanging down.

Doragon rolled out from the smoke and dust.

The moment he emerged from the dust, he decisively cut off his own calf and regenerated another one at a lightning speed.

only...

It had just had time to cut off the calf when it saw blood blades emerging from the wounds on the left arm, chest, and back almost simultaneously, crossing and cutting each other in sync!

"Chi chi chi——"

As a result, the originally small wounds turned from three into six huge gaps.

Saito Bulaobusi tilted his head, looking evil and majestic.

"Fool--!"

"I just slashed not once, but...four times."

The girl had just finished speaking when the broken leg that Vastold had thrown aside exploded with a bang. Blood surrounded Saito's side like floating beads, forming a shallow blood-red barrier.

Looking at this scene, Doragon finally realized the huge and insurmountable gap between the two of them.

A hint of despair flashed in his eyes.

"Lord Balegang..."

Saito's immortal figure flashed and appeared beside the other party.

In the shadows, Doragon's head fell with a heavy sound.

A final whisper came out of his mouth:

"...Long live."

......

Chapter 100: Fujimiya, you did a great job!

Saito Batsumi swung his sword and put it away very handsomely. Blood splattered all over the ground, leaving a deep red mark on the pale desert.

Vastod's limbs were still wriggling.

For a Void of their level, no matter how weak they are, their most basic vitality is at least extremely powerful.

Otherwise, you won’t even reach this stage.

Makoto Fujimiya watched the scene happening in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although Saito seems to be a very unreliable guy at ordinary times, but when the real fight starts, his strength is still top-notch.

After all, he was the one who could survive the teacher's knife.

It’s a pity that this guy is not the type to be praised.

Almost at the moment after she put away the knife, the evil and handsome smile on the face of the girl with twin ponytails immediately changed drastically into the appearance of a husky.

She almost jumped up and down, shouting loudly in the direction of Fujimiya Makoto, very arrogantly:

"Hey! Did you see that?"

"What do you mean by Saito-sama's strength?"

"Do you understand?"

"Chuck, chuck, chuck! I took out this idiot in just a few hits. It was so easy!"

Saito Bulaobushi put his hands on his waist and thrust forward with all his strength!

Ah! I am truly a great god of death!

"Yes Yes!"

"Saito-sama is truly remarkable."

Fujimiya Makoto responded in a very polite manner, looking quite servile.

Then his dog face immediately turned upside down.

"What are you still standing there for? Get away from me."

"You didn't break that Vastod's mask, did you?"

"I suddenly thought of a way to use it!"

"what!?"

Although it wasn't the first time Saito had been spoken to so arrogantly, she was still very angry.