Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

Is there really no problem with such nonsense? Not to mention that the forging of the sword may not be completely finished yet. Even if it is ready, it still lacks the final step of tempering.

Mera thought to herself that Ichigo should not have his arms damaged by the hot Zanpakutō, but since the lord also approved of this behavior, maybe something unexpected would happen?

Under Meira's gaze, under Wang Yue's gaze, under everyone's gaze, Ichigo pulled out the red Zanpakuto from the fire.

The terrifying heat wave spewed out like a volcanic eruption, and the seawater waterfall pouring into the cave seemed to have encountered an invisible resistance and was forcibly carried out.

No, that was not actually resistance, but the astonishing heat of the Zanpakuto in Ichigo's hand that evaporated it in the air.

Logically speaking, the cave at this moment should be like a sauna, but it turned out not to be the case. Meila only felt as if she was in a desert, and all the water was evaporating, including herself.

And if anyone could be on the cliff above at this moment, they would see an even more shocking scene.

I saw that with the cliff as the center, all the seawater in a radius of at least ten kilometers had been evaporated, and a huge hole seemed to be dug out of the sea. Although there was still seawater on the periphery, the space seemed to be frozen for a while, and the flowing seawater was no longer there. There is no way to fill that huge void.

At this moment, the temperature in the cave began to drop rapidly again, but even though it was dropping, it still seemed sultry compared to before the knife was forged.

Meila finally felt a lot more comfortable, but when she looked up, she found that the seawater that was supposed to pour in had disappeared. This could only mean one problem. The sea level outside had dropped, and it had dropped a lot. .

"The water disappeared."

"Have you ever seen this happen?"

"How is it possible?"

The girls of the Nimeiya Guards kept communicating. Wang Yue pulled down the sunglasses on her head and answered their questions: "The heat and spiritual pressure dried up the sea, just to cool the soul of the blade. How about it, little Ichigo? , do you feel okay? Those two Zhanyue!"

Yes, Ichigo was holding two swords in his hands at the moment, both of which were completely black and had broad blades.

On his right hand is a long sword with a long handle but no blade. There is a gap at the end of the blade. The overall look is somewhat similar to Ichigo's original Zangetsu Kaikai.

In his left hand was a broken knife, with only a small guard and handle at the end of the blade, which looked more plain.

Ichigo did not answer Wang Yue's question, but raised his hand to take a good look at the two Zanpakutos, one long and one short. Although they were two, he knew that they were different from Hong Jiang's swords. They were both called Zangetsu, even though they were divided into two. But it is one.

The strength and will of Uncle Zangetsu and Xu Bai seemed to be in the sword. Although he firmly chose the identity of the God of Death, he did not want to abandon the partners who had fought side by side.

Ichigo secretly swore in his heart, Zangetsu, I will never say "lend me my power" to you again, or say "don't hinder me" to you. At the same time, I will never say "let's fight together" to you again. Yes, I will fight on my own. Thank you, Zangetsu. This is not a farewell but an agreement, because I know clearly that you are me!

The road ahead may be difficult, but I will not lack the courage to go on. I promise you, no, I should promise myself that I will go on alone.

What a nice knife! Wang Yue adjusted his sunglasses and showed a satisfied smile. Even if he had cast thousands of Zanpakutos with his own hands, this would definitely be his proud work.

Of course, such an outstanding work would not have been possible without Ichigo's cooperation.

Perhaps the opponent's failure at first was expected by Wang Yue, but when Ichigo returned again, this little guy broke his expectations again and again, until this last moment, it really gave him a huge surprise.

"Okay, your business here is over. Get ready and go to the next place to report."

Wang Yue said, feeling reluctant to let go of Ichigo. However, he quickly collected his emotions and turned around to loudly suggest to Meila and others.

Said: "You should also prepare, and prepare a grand farewell show for little Ichigo with full energy!"

Thinking of what he had experienced when he first arrived at the Phoenix Palace, Ichigo said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "There's no need for a farewell show or anything? After all, it's an extra night wasted. I should hurry up to catch up with Renji, right?" ”

"It's okay, it doesn't take much time to go down to the palace. That boring woman won't be as enthusiastic as me." Wang Yue said as he pushed Ichigo outside, "I promise, this will definitely happen." This is a performance you will never forget, Ichigo-chan!”

It was still difficult to keep up with the pace. Ichigo smiled bitterly, as if he had no other choice but to accept it.

But although he still couldn't see through Wang Yue, a man who couldn't figure it out, the other person's weird behavior didn't seem so unbearable. Although he didn't have much time, it seemed that he could say goodbye to this person properly. Not a bad thing.

On the other side, in front of a temple-like building in the Reiban Riden far away from Ichigo, Renji and Rukia faced each other with wooden swords in hand.

This is the fifth Zero Ban Riden that Renji has visited. Rukia did not go to the Phoenix Palace because her Zanpakutō was not damaged, so this is the fourth Zero Ban Riden that she has visited.

But for the two of them, this should be the end of their journey to the Spiritual Palace, and it was here that the two began to practice in the true sense.

Even if they were just confronting each other with knives, the two of them were breathing heavier and heavier, and sweat was flowing down their cheeks. It seemed that just looking at each other was putting them under tremendous pressure.

In the end, Renji couldn't stand it anymore. The wooden sword in his hand flicked and touched the bell above, which announced that this confrontation was temporarily over.

"Phew! I'm so exhausted!" Renji sat on the ground and gulped down legends, looking like he would collapse soon.

Lucia said disdainfully: "Where are you tired from practicing all the time?"

Renji lowered his head, "Idiot, I'm not suitable for this kind of practice. It's just a confrontation, and I'm still pointing the blade at my companions. I didn't expect the pressure to be so great!"

"Don't make it sound like I'm a good fit!" Lucia quickly retorted: "If I were asked to point a knife at my companions, I would be under a lot of pressure!"

Yes, when the two of them reach the end of the journey, all they have to do is hold the wooden sword and confront each other for as long as possible. This practice has never been experienced by the two of them, but it shouldn't be difficult to imagine.

But the two of them felt a lot of pressure, and it even took them a lot of time to maintain the confrontation.

This pressure is directed towards the companions, but more importantly, it is not the pressure that only exists in the body.

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