In Soul Society, love and bond begin

Chapter 201: Is this Chunibyo?

Squat and leap.

The Hungry Corridor beneath his feet was pressed to the ground by the recoil force.

The seemingly petite girl spun in the air across a distance of dozens of meters, and the blade of the purple-handled Star Blade in her hand drew a dazzling arc in the air.

Shockingly fast.

The blade pointed directly at the monster in front.

"die--!"

Facing this inconspicuous little person, Gao Shan showed a disdainful smile this time.

As an old man in Yuanzijuku, he had heard of the name of Saito's immortal teacher a long time ago.

But so what?

He was already a captain-level warrior, and with the added power of so many Shinigami and Hollows, he had already increased his spiritual pressure to a level that he had never dared to imagine before.

Just the first captain of the district?

Before this arrogant thought flashed through my mind.

The Hell Snake Scythe in his hand was one step ahead of his brain, and he slashed towards Saito Immortal who was falling from the sky without hesitation.

"clang!"

Almost at the moment when the sickle blade was raised to the highest point in the sky.

The sword and sickle intersect.

Takasugi's arrogant expression suddenly changed this time.

next moment.

The tremendous force that suddenly exploded from his palm continuously came along the other end of the sickle, making it almost impossible for him to hold the hilt in his hand for a moment.

The two hooves were firmly nailed in place, and they couldn't help but take a step back.

It plunged into the soil with a puff.

"So much strength!?"

Without waiting for Takasugi to react this time, Saito's fishy smile on the corner of his lips became more and more wanton. His petite figure spun in the air along with the force of the intersection of the sword and sickle, and he suddenly kicked out and stepped directly on Takasugi's face.

The seemingly delicate little feet wearing straw sandals kicked him on the cheek. He thought it was a blow that he could ignore, but for a moment, Takasugi felt as if his entire facial bones were completely shattered and sunk into his skull. His eyes went completely black, and his brain became blurry for a moment due to the violent concussion.

By the time he came to his senses, his whole body had already shot out like a stone flying out of the water, sweeping up a cloud of dust on the ground.

'The speed is amazing!'

"This guy?!"

At this moment, Takasugi suddenly realized that he seemed to have miscalculated a little.

In other words, it is impossible that one of the thirteen normal schools of Yuanzi Academy, which became famous in the early years, was a good-for-nothing.

As this thought flashed through his mind, the rapidly approaching figure of Saito Bakugo was already reflected in his field of vision.

And the incredibly sharp katana in her hand.

This time, Gao Shan no longer had any intention of looking down on others. He grasped the sickle handle with one hand and grabbed the long chain with the other hand and swung it from his palm.

When Saito approached within three meters, he suddenly swung out the long chain, and the blade danced with the chain, immediately showing an extremely exquisite sickle blade technique that had been honed for hundreds of years.

However, Zhaitang's swordsmanship was far more violent than he had imagined.

"Dang-dang-dang-dang——"

The sound of metal collision in my ears was extremely fast. The flying sickle blade and long chain kept rubbing against the blade in front, causing a large area of ​​fierce sparks, almost forming a string.

It was obvious that Takasugi should have the upper hand in terms of weapon distance and unique techniques, but all his attacks were taken on by Saito with his brute force and reaction.

The short distance of three meters was rapidly closing.

This time, Takasugi could even clearly see the red murderous intent flashing in Saito Bulaobushi's one eye.

Until the last knife.

"clang!"

The katana and sickle blade were raised at the same time, sparks bursting in the air.

Saito suddenly showed a disdainful smile on his face.

Before Takasugi could react, the girl's hand shot out like lightning, grabbed his belt, and pulled him up into the air with one hand, like grabbing a rag bag, and threw him over her shoulder, knocking him headfirst to the ground.

"boom!"

The body, which was two times larger than the girl's, was nearly half stuffed directly into the ground, exploding with a loud bang that shook the earth and the sky.

The surface of the barren land, which was originally quite flat, suddenly began to show large spider-web-like cracks.

The surrounding air currents were pushed in all directions by this explosive force, sweeping away all the dust and smoke that had just spread, and sweeping out a round smoke ring.

"Hey, bastard!"

"You can't be this bad?!"

Saito Bulaobushi smiled grimly, his tongue swishing across the corner of his lips:

"I have paid it back! All! I still feel so relieved."

For being called a "little follower", I will kill you a hundred times before you can be forgiven!

You bastard.

Veins bulged at Saito's temples.

Looking at this scene, both Kurayashiki Ryoma next to him and Kuchiki Ginrei, who already had several scars, showed a bit of astonishment and caution on their faces.

The powerful enemy who was just as strong as them, Saito, who usually keeps a low profile and looks like a follower of Fujimiya Makoto and Captain Unohana, actually... also has such power?

Three hundred years of peace was too long, even for the God of Death.

For the vast majority of today's 'young people', even including these 'old people' who joined the enemy at the end of the Genjijuku era, they are completely unaware of the deeds of the villains of the past Rukongai.

To the extent that they had no idea about these first-generation captains who seemed easy to talk to.

He is a strong man who can fight with old man Yamamoto and gain his recognition.

Saito alone should be enough, right?

Fujimiya Makoto stood by and looked at the expressions on their faces.

I was thinking unconsciously in my heart.

However, his peripheral vision was still fixed on the side where Yan Yuanjinle disappeared.

......

"Let me go, Tianyudu!"

The moment the words were spoken, the Zanpakutō in Aizen's hand transformed into a long blade shaped like a key.

Just by gently inserting it into the air and turning it to one side, it easily "pried" open a dark hole.

With a light step, the whole person will pass into the other side of the space.

However, as experts in manipulating space, some people did not intend to let him go.

"Oh yeah yeah."

"You're supposed to be from the Fifth Division...who is that?"

The moment the voice sounded, some strange warning seemed to suddenly ring in Aizen's heart.

The footsteps that were about to step into the space portal suddenly stopped, and he even took a step back.

Almost at the moment he stepped back, the space door that had just opened towards him like a portal suddenly closed into a gap.

Just half a second later, he was split into two.

Aizen's expression was slightly puzzled, and he turned his head with a cold look in the direction of the voice.

The weathered uncle wearing the captain's haori and tinted glasses stood there, stroking his sword and looking at him calmly.

Eyes calm.

However, facing this frivolous teasing, Aizen did not show any sign of anger, and spoke in a warm tone:

"What an honor."

"We only met once, but Captain Yan Yuan still remembered me."

"I am Aizen-chan."

"I am honored to be the fifth seat of the Tenth Division."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yuanjinle patted his head awkwardly and laughed out loud: "Sorry, sorry, as people get older, their memory will have some problems."

The joking tone suddenly changed, and the corners of his smiling eyes drooped, and his tone was cold:

"Then, Aizen Five Seat."

"Aren't you going to explain your purpose for hiding in the depths of space?"

"I am very curious."

As the voice fell, Yan Yuanjinle suddenly grasped the hilt of the knife in his hand.

"Wait a minute."

Aizen, however, still had a warm and gentle look on his face, and said calmly, "Although it may be a little late to say this now."

"But I'm not good at fighting."

"From the very beginning, I was just a small role responsible for communication and escape."

"If there's anything you want to know, Captain Yan Yuan can just ask."

"Oh?"

Seeing his timid look, Yan Yuanjinle became interested and asked in surprise, "Will Aizen-kun tell me?"

"of course."

Aizen's smile grew even warmer: "After all, your team had no chance of winning from the very beginning."

"..."

Hearing his arrogant yet calm tone, Yan Yuanjinle couldn't help but feel surprised.

Anyone who can say such words, if he is not ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth, must be really confident.

To the point that even he was stunned unconsciously.

"Even when facing Fujimiya Makoto?"

"Ah."

Aizen couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "That name has been a myth for too long."

"In the past two hundred years of my life, I have heard stories about him countless times."

"My ears are callused from listening to it."

"You don't understand at all."

"When Soul Society was still stagnant, the researchers in Hueco Mundo paid a huge price to become stronger, and achieved a huge leap in strength."

"Fujimiya Makoto, in front of that monster..."

"It's nothing."

"Only that adult's research can touch upon the true 'ultimate' of this world!"

At this point, Aizen couldn't help but reveal an irrepressible longing in his eyes, like the most fanatical believer.

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yuanjinle's pupils suddenly constricted.

......

"Pfft."