Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

Time flies, and another two and a half years have passed in a flash.

Starlight Fortress, in the bedroom of the main hall.

Ishida Mizu leaned against the head of the bed, and at this moment he had already vented more and had less air intake.

She is already 230 years old this year. If she is nourished by spiritual sons at this age in the invisible empire, she is naturally nothing, and she can even be regarded as a young master. However, their Starlight Fortress was built in the present world. Although the concentration of spiritual sons was slightly higher than that of the outside world, they were far from comparable to the invisible empire.

In this world with low concentration of spiritual selves, living for 230 years is already rare. In recent years, I feel increasingly unable to do so, and it is obviously the end of my life.

At this moment, he looked at the pure blood demon masters guarding him.

"I announce that the selection ceremony will be held in half a month. All Miaoqi masters who meet the requirements of appropriate age, whether pure or mixed-race, can participate. The winner can merge with friends... Your Majesty, the blood left behind."

Obviously, Ishida Mizu seemed to have little respect for Tohabach, the ancestor of Mikeshi. In public, he almost called him the name.

Now she is very clear about her death. Since the Soyoshi Ishida, whom she likes most, is unwilling to absorb the blood of her friend Habach to enhance her power, she always has to choose someone who is capable of obtaining the power of the holy text so that she can protect her This lineage will survive for a long time.

Hearing this, Kurosaki Tomohiko was immediately ecstatic:

"Thank you lord..."

At the same time, he turned his head and looked at the pair of blonde teenage girls behind him.

The man had a golden buzz cut, about 1.8 meters tall, and had a well-proportioned and strong figure. The girl has long golden hair floating, and her figure is also tall, and her perfect curves have begun to take shape.

The two are fifteen-year-old Hiroki and Kurosaki Naru.

"Xiaohao, Xiaonan, your opportunity has arrived. This time you must seize His Majesty's blood!"

Kurosaki Tomohiko also participated in the selection ceremony and won the ceremony. But unfortunately, during the last step of fusion and absorption, he was unable to withstand the willpower erosion in the drop of blood, resulting in the final absorption failure.

Now he puts his hopes on his children and hopes that they can succeed.

"We will definitely work hard for our father!"

The girl spoke loudly, but Kurosaki Hiroshi replied absent-mindedly.

"Is Youhabach's blood?"

Hiro Kurosaki agreed on the surface, but in fact, deep down, he was very resistant to his youth Habach's blood.

Drinking Youha’s blood can indeed awaken the holy text, but it also means that you have been marked by Youha. Youha can completely separate him from the air.

Originally, ordinary pure blood demon masters could be exempted from other things, but once they accepted the power of Youha, it would be like borrowing usury, and they would have to pay back in the future, and they would be returned together with their own strength and vitality.

"It seems that I have a better way than Youhabach's blood..."

......

Half a month later, practice indoors.

At this moment, Ishidagigi sat on the European sofa in front of him. Beside him were a group of pure blood demon masters, as well as more than a dozen young demon masters who were about to participate in the selection, including Hiroki Kurosaki, Kurosaki Naru, and Ishida Soyu is a pure blood Miao Que, and the remaining nine are all mixed-race Miao Que of the right age.

The previous selections of Star Fortress were logically the pure blood Miaoqian won, so the remaining nine mixed-race players were just here to run.

The final winner will still be born between the Kurosaki brother and sister and Ishida Souha.

"Next, I announce that the first competition is due to Hiro Kurosaki vs. Nao Nishida."

The sound of Ishida's old mist sounded slowly.

The next moment, Kurosaki Hiro and another burly young man, Mie Ke, walked into a barrier composed of hundreds of soul-cutting objects.

"Master Hao, be careful!"

The burly young man named Nao Nishida bowed to Hiro Kurosaki and Hiro Kurosaki nodded.

"Thip!"

The next moment, Nishida Shang took the lead in condensing the Lingzi bow and arrow, and shot an arrow at Kurosaki.

Facing the fiercely sacred sacred dying Ya, Kurosaki Hiro just tilted his head slightly and hid. And the holy arrow was absorbed by the soul-cutting object hanging on the wall in silence.

Seeing that he missed his attack, Nishida Naoki stepped on Fei Lian's feet and turned into afterimages and appeared around Hiro Kurosaki.

In an instant, a blue light flashed from all directions shot up, but Kurosaki Hiro was still unmoved, but he just grabbed an arrow that stabbed his waist and abdomen in the sky. At that moment, he was in the sky. The arrows dissipated instantly.

The rest of the arrows are fake, and only the one caught by Hiro Kurosaki is real.

I saw Hiro Kurosaki grabbed the arrow in his palm, stepped on Fei Lian's feet and directly flashed to Nishida Shang, pressing the arrow's head directly to his throat.

"I... lost."

Nishida Nakata looked at the arrow that was pressed against his throat with a frustration. He never expected that he could not even force Hiro Kurosaki's spiritual bow and arrow out and was subdued by himself.

"Sure enough, can the mixed-blood never defeat the pure blood?"

Seeing that Nishida Shang was so weak, Kurosaki Hao suddenly lost interest in competitions one by one, and immediately slid his ears boredly.

"You all go together!"

Hiroki Kurosaki glanced at him, and all the young Mieshi who were about to participate in the war spoke indifferently.

"Wow, brother is so awesome~"

Kurosaki Nan looked at Kurosaki Hiro with admiration.

"You go together!"

When Kurosaki Tomohiko found out that his son was flirting, he immediately scolded:

"Xiaohao, don't mess around!"

A smile appeared on the face of Ishida Fuji, who was lying on the sofa next to him:

"Since the child has an idea, please let him try it!"

Then he turned his head and looked at the young men who were about to participate in the competition.

"Since that's the case, I'll change the rules. You'll play together and whoever stands at the end will be the winner."

Ishida's fog's turbid old eyes looked at the young men behind him, and then stayed on Ishida's Soyu for a moment.

"Occured Young Master Hao..."

Eight young mixed-race michaels in the field looked at each other, and then the eight people came out one after another and began to join forces to attack Kurosaki Hiro. Although they were just mixed-race demons and knew that they were just running with them in this selection, they were all young people and had their own slurs in their hearts, so of course they didn't want to be looked down upon.

But the two young pure blood Miaoqian Naku and Ishida Soyu did not rush to enter the venue.

The next moment, several mixed-race young men, as if they had planned, planned to join forces to defeat Hiro Kurosaki first.

Hiro Kurosaki was still expressionless. No matter how many opponents like this came, it would be just a delivery of food for him.

In an instant, eight mixed-blooded young men, Mi Ke, set up Lingzi bows and arrows, and aimed at Hiro Kurosaki with an arrow.

"Thirt"

"Thirt"

"Thirt"

In an instant, dozens of spiritual arrows shot at him from various directions, as if they were about to shoot him into a hornet's nest in the next moment.

Several older pure blood miracle masters who were surfing the formation beside him were ready to start rescue at any time.

Unexpectedly, the scene where Kurosaki Hiro was shot into a hedgehog did not appear. When every bow and arrow was about to hit his body, he always avoided every move with the smallest amplitude. Arrow.

The pure blood demon masters who were watching the field were amazed:

"How come Xiaohao's body movements are so sophisticated!"

At this moment, they found that the combat awareness and body movements shown by Hiro Kurosaki were not like a fifteen-year-old man who had not been in actual combat, but like a warrior who had been honed through countless bloody battles.

Perhaps because the power of Xu and Mie Que are already conflicting, Hiro Kurosaki cannot borrow spiritual pressure from the body through spiritual pressure sharing like the divine clone of the Death.

Although the spiritual pressure cannot be borrowed, the combat experience accumulated by the body and the clone of the Death God, as well as the more than ten years of hard work, is still there. Therefore, the attacks of these fledgling mixed-race Miaoqiu are as ridiculous as a child's punch.

All the Descendants in the field knew more or less that Hiro Kurosaki was very strong. But the only one who knows how strong he is is, Ishida Sosheng.

After all, in the secret battle two and a half years ago, Hiroki Kurosaki had defeated him, let alone now.