Death: Marry Unohana Retsu at the beginning

at the same time……

The battlefield where Araki and Unohana Yachiryu fought.

As the Araki unraveled, endless colorful glazed light seemed to replace the sun in the sky, caressing the earth gently from the sky and enveloping all things. Naturally, it also enveloped the Eight Thousand Flowers of Uzumaki and the pool of blood around her...

After the Eight Thousand Flowers of Uzumaki dissolved, the endless plasma released turned into a blood pool that soaked the earth, and naturally spread to the feet of Araki!

In an instant, Araki's feet were submerged. At the same time, as more and more plasma seeped from all directions, the water level was also rising, spreading along Araki's feet towards his calves at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"The original characteristics of the swastikas you and I are not suitable for release in this Seireitei!"

"As time goes by, both your sea of ​​blood and my glazed light will cover the entire Seireitei, right?!"

Araki looked at the Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu standing in the sea of ​​blood and spoke calmly.

"Now that you and I have understood each other, what's the point of talking about this anymore?!"

There was a bit of disdain in Unohana Yazenryu's eyes when she heard this. She had reached the limit of her patience. Whether or not the Seireitei was destroyed next was no longer important in her eyes...

There is only one important thing at this moment, and that is ‘war’!

Fight until someone falls between the two parties!

"boom!"

Just as Araki and Unohana Yazenryu were talking, a spiritual pressure that was far more 'powerful' and 'violent' than that of Araki and Unohana Yazenryu shot up into the sky!

That spiritual pressure is different from the "cold" and "cold" of Unohana. Just when it falls on a person, one can feel a stream of heat pouring in, giving people a feeling of "hot", "burning" and "warm"...

"Um?!"

As the spiritual pressure exploded, Araki and Unohana Yachiryu, who had originally planned to start a fierce fight, all put down their swords and looked in the direction of the person burning the spiritual pressure.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a sleeveless white haori with a striking cross-shaped scar on his forehead. He quietly pulled out the Zanpakuto from his waist and whispered in a low voice.

"Everything in the world is turned into ashes! The blade flows like fire!"

"boom!"

As the man's low words of liberation slowly fell with endless 'coercion', monstrous flames soared into the sky! Burning half the sky of Seireitei...

If everyone present hadn't known in advance that this was just the beginning of a man's Zanpakutō, they would have mistakenly thought that the flames soaring into the sky were another captain of the Gotei 13th Division performing a Zanpakutō swastika. untie!

“So hot~”

"After all these years, Old Man Shan's Zanpakuto is still so 'hot', it's simply a symbol of violence!"

Araki looked sideways at the scorching flames and couldn't help but smile. Seeing that his old-fashioned master was still so strong, he felt relieved.

Yes, the person who started the solution was none other than Araki's master, the founder of the 'Genryu' swordsmanship, the chief teacher of the 'Genji Juku', the captain of the Gotei Thirteenth Team, and the strongest Shinigami in the Seireitei. ——Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!

The Zanpakutō liberated from Genryusai's hand naturally has the highest attack power in Soul Society and is also the strongest heat-type Zanpakutō - Ryuken Wakahara!

"boom!!"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni didn't pay attention to the scoundrel he hadn't seen for many years. He waved the Zanpakutō gently, and suddenly endless flames moved with his heart, burning in all directions. No matter where the flames lay, Both 'Sea of ​​Blood' and 'Xiaguang' gave him the slightest chance.

By the time Araki and Unohana Yazenryu reacted, the blazing flames released by Ryuken Wakahui had turned into a wall of fire ten thousand meters high, firmly enveloping Unohana Yachiryu's sea of ​​blood and Araki's glow. Trapped within the area of ​​two spiritual miles around...

"I can't let you continue to destroy this Seireitei!"

After Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni finished all this, he quietly preached to Araki and Unohana eight thousand streams.

"Tsk~"

"In terms of damage to Soul Society, neither my Glazed Light nor the Flower of Uzumaki are as destructive as Old Man Shan's Flowing Blade like Fire, right?!"

After hearing what his master said, Araki complained silently in his heart.

"It stands to reason that the most suitable place for you two 'big villains' to fight would be the endless hell under my command!"

"But that's it! Now that you have fought to this extent, let's fight to your heart's content in the fire field released by me!"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni didn't give Araki and Unohana Yachiru a chance to speak, so he took the initiative and preached on his own.

After saying that, Yamamoto found a stubborn stone and sat on it. His hands were like crutches, holding the blade like fire in his hands. He quietly looked at the wild wood and Unohana in front of him, and continued. Said: "Okay, no need to say more! There is no need to care about me, you are the protagonists of this duel!"

"Oh, I'm really scared of you." Hearing this, Araki smiled helplessly at his master, then looked at Uozhihua and said: "At this point, it would be rude if we didn't take it more seriously. ~”

"war!"

Hearing this, Unohana Yachiru just said one word lightly, and in the next second, the endless sea of ​​blood condensed towards the knife in her hand.

"suck……"

Araki took a deep breath as he faced Unohana Yachiru who gathered a sea of ​​blood. At this moment, his eyes seemed to be drawn into filaments with scarlet-colored electric light. The scenes of the future were like a 'PPT slideshow' that was flashing through Araki's eyes one by one. flashed through my mind.

"……call!"

As Araki spit out the turbid air from his mouth, the veins on his sword-holding arm were already roaring and bulging like one green dragon after another!

The dark lightning carries endless pressure and wraps around the sword in Araki's hand. The spirit in the sky's glow continues to gather and roar at this moment...

At this moment, all the power in Araki's body was unified!

Then, swing hard!

"boom!!"

The huge 'sword pressure' and 'sword energy', or what we call 'flying slash', are like an undulating mountain, and like the teeth of a chainsaw, slashing towards the sea of ​​blood gathered by the Eight Thousand Rivers of Uzumaki. Cut away...

Just a face-to-face encounter, whether it was the 'blood sea' or the sword skills prepared by Mao Zhihua, they were all eclipsed by this sword and were all cut off!

"What's this!?"

Unohana Yazenryu couldn't understand the 'subtlety' of this sword skill.

From Unohana's perspective, Araki's sword had no name, and it didn't seem to be a great move. He seemed to have returned to the most primitive chopping, just raising the knife in his hand and slashing down hard...

But just such a seemingly ordinary sword made Unohana Yachiru shocked to the spot. Her brain seemed to be shut down at this moment, and she could not understand how Araki wielded this seemingly violent attack. The ultimate one-shot.

By the time Unohana Yachiryu reacted, the sea of ​​blood under her feet had been split into two by this sword. Even the Ryuken Wakaho in Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's hand was as high as the flame cast by the two spirits. The wall opened a huge gap under Araki's sword!

But Araki's endless sword pressure did not stop there. Instead, after splitting the high wall, he flew up into the clouds, crushed the dark clouds in the sky, and gradually dissipated into the boundless sky...

"What are you looking at?!"

Before waiting, Unohana Yachiru was thinking too much. A sharp blade emitting a cold light was already placed on her snow-white neck. Araki, whose mind had returned to calmness, looked at Unohana who looked slightly surprised. Preach lightly.

"..."

Uzhihua's pale lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

"Uzhihua, your opponent now is me, don't be distracted!"

Araki returned what Unohana Yachiru said to him at this moment.

"call!"

Uozhihua took a long breath after hearing this. Her mind, which was disturbed by Araki's sword, gradually calmed down with Araki's cold voice, and then endless fighting spirit rose from Uozhihua's chest!

"war!!"

This was the second time Unohana Yachiru said this word to Araki, but Unohana was more fighting-minded than the previous time, and the word in her mouth was more powerful.

It has to be said that even the Unohana Eight Thousand Ryu standing in the sea of ​​​​blood is extremely beautiful, but now no one is in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery. The Unohana standing in the sea of ​​​​blood with murderous intent is as if A devouring 'Rakshasa'! Incomparably beautiful, yet extremely deadly!

When Araki saw this, the corner of his mouth rose, and the blade in his hand turned into an afterimage...

"Shua!!"

Just a flash of cold light!

Immediately, blood-red roses bloomed on the shoulders of Araki and Unohana. The blood splashed down on their feet and dissolved into the sea of ​​blood. The blood droplets dissipated in the sea of ​​blood in an instant, and the injuries of the two men were instantly illuminated by the colorful light. Under the constant nourishment of the sea of ​​blood, it disappeared into nothingness.

"Hahaha……"

The wild laughter keeps stirring!

At this moment, whether it was Araki or Unohana Yasenryu, they no longer paid attention to the glow shining in the sky, the pool of blood on the ground, or even Yamamoto, who was sitting quietly like a statue not far away from the two of them. Genryuzhai Chongguo...

The two of them only have each other in their eyes, and they are enjoying this feast of killing! It's like two crazy ferocious beasts constantly waving the blades in their hands, 'dancing' in the glow of the sea of ​​blood, fighting to the point of madness in the wall turned into flames 'in this sea of ​​fire hell', and will not rest until death!

"Haha~"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni looked at the two people in front of him who were fighting like wild beasts, and showed a cruel smile.

The wall of fire that was split by Araki's sword was not closed by Yamamoto, but was left open! This fight between the top swordsmen in the Soul Society would seem a bit desolate and sad if he was the only audience~

Yamamoto knew in his heart that the fight between ferocious beasts would always attract the attention of jackals, but now that he was here, he should keep his eyes open to see how strong Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's disciple was!

Then, after understanding the strength of his direct disciple Araki, let him fear him as much as he wants! Because from now on, the young people in this great Seireitei will not only be afraid of the Ryuken Ruohuo in the hands of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni!

Two chapters and 6,000 words~ I revised this chapter several times and scrapped it several times, but it always felt like it was not good enough. In fact, I don’t know how well this chapter is written, so I’ll just try my best! Hope you all like it.