People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

Almost at the moment the sound fell.

On the ground at the feet of Sifengyuan Qianri, an extremely wild trace of flying dust erupted abnormally, and the hollow and spreading shock wave set off cascading white shock waves in the empty space behind him.

However, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was.

Faster!

Fujimiya Makoto suddenly realized this in his heart.

The next moment, he immediately squeezed out the remaining spiritual pressure in his body and slashed forward with all his strength.

“Type 1——”

But before his blade fell, he saw the layer of gauntlet on Qianri’s arm of Sifengyuan appearing within one meter of him as if teleporting.

“Boom!”

The blade of the blade collided with the gauntlet.

In an instant, Makoto Fujimiya suddenly felt an absurdly hard feeling in his hand that was even harder than Chukas’s steel skin. The combination of spiritual pressure and will, condensed to the current limit, broke the steel and hit , as if it was being shattered.

Immediately afterwards, a strong impact was felt almost simultaneously in the wrists, arms, chest and abdomen. The internal organs seemed to burst under this heavy punch, and they were already oppressed. The extreme spiritual body actually had the illusion that it was about to collapse.

“boom——”

The impact spread and the ground shattered.

Fujimiya Makoto’s feet that were stuck in the ground flew up under the huge force. Even the earth, stone and bricks that blocked the impact were shattered one after another, and suddenly exploded like dandelions blown away by a child, forming a large number of Irregular small fragments.

The brief collision left a white circular diffusion mark in mid-air.

The thin figure smashed into countless walls in succession. It was as fragile as a hemp pole, rolling in the air, and finally smashed into the ground in the distance.

Blocked, but not blocked at all.

Faster than before and heavier than before!

Is this a god-given weapon?

Fujimiya Makoto’s will is still firm, even stronger than the last second.

Even though the pain all over his body was like gangrene that couldn’t be put away, he only felt that his brain seemed to be more awake than the previous second.

Less than half a second after he landed, he seemed to have predicted the coming attack in advance. He suddenly turned over and got out of the hole.

“bang bang bang——”

Sure enough, he hit the pit three times with his fists.

If his reaction had been a second slower, he might have ended up with his body and head missing.

Before Fujimiya Makoto could think of any more stalling strategies, he saw a slender figure suddenly rush out of the smoke, with an extremely excited smile on his face.

Whether it is foot armor or hand armor, located at the joints of the armor, red flames like thunder are sprayed out, pushing Sifengyuan Qianni forward at a speed that exceeds the limit of neurological reaction.

The figure of Sifengyuan Qianni suddenly appeared in front of him, his sharp high whip legs swept a blazing arc in the air, followed by another extremely fast gauntlet strike, and there were continuous rumbling explosions in the air. In one piece, Fujimiya Makoto could clearly feel the tingling sensation caused by the almost atomized air sweeping across his face under the intense pressure.

However, Fujimiya Makoto’s bloodshot eyes remained cold. While his body was dodging at high speed, the blow in his hand also slid quickly, tearing apart fierce sparks in mid-air.

Sifengyuan Qianri’s voice became more and more passionate:

“come! Ryoma!”

“Let me see your full teeth!”

But Fujimiya Makoto was not moved at all, and the physical exertion became more and more intense. He could clearly judge that his body would soon reach the physiological limit.

The sound of the small broken knife in his ears was still noisy.

It’s just that , I don’t know why.

Although he was in such an urgent situation, his heart became more and more peaceful.

【Instant step +10】

【Oops~ Master Fujimiya, where is the defensive counterattack like this?】

【Instant step +10】

【Little black skin! The little black skin applied with silly movements is also very good! Take him back quickly and turn him into a big girl so he can’t be offended!! ]

Until the moment I heard these two prompts.

Fujimiya Makoto’s heart suddenly moved.

Captured the key points of this brief sound.

Not effeminate.

Rather…Defensive counterattack, and silly moves.

Yes.

Fujinomiya Makoto’s eyes suddenly glanced at the limbs and armor of Shifengyuan Qianni, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at the flames jetting in the opposite direction.

This is it!

Unconsciously, Fujimiya Makoto’s hands holding the handle of the knife relaxed slightly.

At the same time, Sifengyuan Senhi’s punches were getting faster and heavier.

But for some reason, the more he continued to fight like this, the more and more awkward he felt. It was as if every punch was hitting cotton, and there was a twisted feeling of being so powerful that he didn’t know where to use it. He was already used to it. The Thunder King Fist Armor also seemed to be tearing his body apart desperately.

Until, his eyes suddenly caught Fujimiya Makoto’s blade.

The moment he threw a punch, his blade was clearly in front of his gauntlet, but at the moment when he really exerted force, the shallow blow deflected along with his own force like a fish, driving Fujimiya Makoto’s entire body. The body also began to twist.

Regardless of whether it was a front fist, a jab, or a leg sweep, almost all the moves failed to actually hit him. Instead, they continued to consume Sifengyuan Qianni’s own energy.

This guy……

It was like he could see through all my movements.

As soon as this sudden thought arose, it suddenly stimulated Sifengyuan Qianhi’s self-esteem, and the violent impulse made him move faster and faster.

Until a certain moment, the reverse flame flow at the rear end of the armor expanded to its peak.

Finally, it was so fast that even he himself was almost unable to reverse it.

At that moment, the eyes of Makoto Fujimiya, who kept retreating and dodging, suddenly flashed with an extremely bright light.

“boom——！！！”

A violent cloud of smoke and dust exploded from the ruins behind Fujimiya Makoto.

He kept his sideways posture and smiled.

In Fujinomiya Makoto’s completely off-white ‘wound-free circle’, the face of Shifengyuan Senhi still maintained the stunned expression, and his body leaned forward slightly following the violent inertia.

Empty.

Immediately afterwards, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly moved.

His counterattack seemed to have been prepared for a long time. His body, which seemed to be broken and bleeding, suddenly erupted with a stream of spiritual flames that frightened Sifengyuan for thousands of days, as if it was going to burn his entire spiritual body. At the end, the broken Death Tyrant uniform and long hair were dancing under the pressure of the wind, blending into the flames.

Fujimiya Makoto’s hand holding Asaru was still so gentle, but the ultra-high density of spirit seeds densely covered on the surface of the blade had solidified to the point where it was almost substantial.

The battle of the Shinigami is essentially the battle of spiritual pressure.

His spiritual pressure is naturally very weak compared to Shifengyuan Senhi.

However, if you raise your spirit body and will to the extreme at all costs.

Then, in a very short moment, he would be able to keep up with the speed of Shifengyuan Senri and kill him. although…Only for a very brief moment. enough!

Fujimiya Makoto’s body seemed to be burning, and tiny spirits floated from his body like fireflies, and were firmly locked within this narrow range.

His body suddenly broke into the flaw exposed by the opponent’s empty punch.

Shifengyuan Senhi’s peripheral vision showed a bit of astonishment, and he tried hard to move his gauntlet to block Fujimiya Makoto’s attack.

But not fast enough.

Within this one meter range, their bodies were almost touching each other, and in Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes, they were almost motionless.

Fujimiya Makoto’s bloodshot eyes were bleeding, and his pupils were completely dyed red.

In the peak of Shunpo and Slashing techniques, his figure that broke through super-speed almost melted together with the sword in this blow.

This was the heavy gift he had been waiting for a long time to deliver.

【Type 2: Wakasui]

Makoto Fujimiya’s eyes reflected the name that suddenly appeared on the panel.

During the super-high-speed collision, two figures passed each other.

A long trail of blackened smoke and dust appeared under his feet.

Facing each other, separated by ten meters

“Wow——”

Sifengyuan Qianri stayed in place.

There was a long diagonal cut left on the clothes from the chest to the waist.

The belt around his waist also slipped off and fell to the ground.

However, he still stood where he was.

Under the clothes of Sifengyuan Qianni, a thin layer of insect carapace-like inner padding was exposed – the armor surface left a long and deep mark.

There was an extremely complicated expression on his dark-skinned face. He turned to look behind him at Makoto Fujimiya, who was already on the verge of reaching his limit:

“Feel sorry”

“Don’t blame me for being mean, Ryoma…….”

However, when he turned his head, he saw Fujimiya Makoto quietly turning to look at him.

As soon as Fujimiya Makoto opened his mouth, blood flowed out of his body, but he still had a relieved smile on his face:

“…do not do that”

“The person who should say this is actually me.”

Xiao Heipi was stunned when he heard this.

At this moment, even he had to admire Ryoma’s indifference to life and death.

A little respect arose in his heart.

Do your best….?

You did.

However, the next second, I heard that Fujinomiya Makoto felt weak and slowly sat on the ground against the wall. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he said with difficulty:

“After all, what I’m waiting for are reinforcements”

“what are you waiting for?”

“……？！”

Sifengyuan Qianri’s eyes suddenly widened.

As if he noticed something, he slowly and stiffly turned his neck

“Click.”

Thunder flashed.

In the dark night, three figures were reflected.

Unohana Yazenryu, Saito Immortal, and Shikatori Hatsuunsai stood at the three ends of this T-shaped intersection, each holding a knife and smiling quietly. She looked at him.

For a moment, the atmosphere was extremely quiet.

You could hear a needle drop.