The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The third game, Yangui.

The one who cuts the color he said will win.

To describe it in layman's terms, both parties involved in the game choose to name a color. Both parties can only attack the area on the other party's body covered with that color. If they hit areas of other colors, they will be ineffective.

The larger the area of ​​the color announced by one party on the color caller's body, the stronger the power of the color caller's slashing. But at the same time, this also means that the larger the area that can be attacked by the opponent, the more dangerous it is.

On the contrary, the smaller the area that the called color covers on the color caller's body, the weaker the color caller's cutting power will be.

The larger the area of ​​the color, the stronger the power of the slash, but at the same time, the more dangerous it is; and the smaller the area of ​​the color, the smaller the power of the slash, but this also means that the smaller the area of ​​the attack.

, the safer it is.

What Lorde called before was "white".

Kyoraku Shunsui happened to be wearing the captain Haori, and he himself was also wearing a haori, so the power and area of ​​his slashing attack were very large.

Within the rules of Huatian Kuanggu, he won this round of the game.

As for Kyōraku Shunsui, who was the loser, he withstood a slash with maximum power in the 'white' area.

"Ahem..."

Jingraku Shunsui was half-kneeling on the ground, coughing blood from his mouth.

That knife showed no mercy at all and directly cut open the flesh and bones of his chest. If he hadn't reacted quickly at the last moment and stayed away from the young man in time, he would have been chopped into two pieces by now.

This is the first time in a hundred years that I have been injured to this extent by my own ability.

Kyōraku Shunsui couldn't help but feel a touch of bitterness on his face. He didn't expect that this day would happen to him. If Ukitake saw him in this embarrassed state, he would probably be laughed at after he returned.

Those who play with the rules will sooner or later be played by the rules.

The so-called rules-based Zanpakuto, once someone figures it out, problems like this will occur.

On the other hand, for the Shinigami, taking Unohana Retsu as an example, even if someone figures out the Zanpakutō's ability, he still cannot beat him if he should. There is no possibility of opportunism in defeating the strong with the weak.

To a certain extent, he was unlucky.

"Brand ghost!"

Lord was not going to give him a chance to breathe, and once again launched the crazy game.

When falling from a high place, the power of the slash will increase several times, and depending on the height difference between the two sides, it can be fatal to the enemy!

Shunpo!

Kyōraku Shunsui, who was seriously injured, reluctantly took a teleportation step and moved out.

But the moment he landed, Lord had already grasped the opportunity. As he raised his hand, the turbulent flow of spirit energy condensed into shape. A huge blue arrow shot through the air with a shrill cold light in almost the blink of an eye!

Large sacred destroying arrow!

Shunpo!

Kyōraku Shunsui held on to his severely injured body and once again dodged the incoming arrows in an instant.

"Don't try to escape!"

Lord's eyes flashed, and the blade pointed upward!

The golden canopy covering the sky erupted with an earth-shattering roar, and boundless thunder waves rained down!

Countless rays of lightning condensed into an offensive that was so dense that it almost filled the entire area of ​​space. Following in the footsteps of Kyōraku Shunsui, it was like a torrential rain that would never stop!

Even though Kyōraku Shunsui was extremely powerful, he made a wrong move and was crushed to the point where he could barely lift his head. He could only drag his severely injured body. Under such a dense thunder bombardment, he was still able to dodge left and right with Shunpo.

Like ants living in the cracks.

For a moment, the afterimages of Shunpo merged into one.

It was hard to imagine that Kyōraku Shunsui was so seriously injured that he could still use Shunpo at such a speed.

Moreover, the position during each instant step was exactly where lightning strikes would not fall. Kyoraku Shunsui's almost perverted insight allowed him to repeatedly find the safest position under the violent thunderstorms.

This is the captain of the eighth team, one of Yamamoto Genryusai's most proud students, and one of the top five in the entire Soul Society!

After a while, the lightning strikes stopped.

The golden canopy was slightly dim, and the thunder stored in it was no longer enough.

The space in which the Spirit King's Palace is located is a bit strange. The celestial phenomena formed by the control cannot accumulate thunder infinitely. In some respects, it can be regarded as a moderate weakening of him.

"This time... something is not good."

Jingraku Shunsui covered the wound on his chest and looked at Lord pantingly: "I didn't expect that I was deceived by you. You deliberately pretended not to know my abilities, and then launched a fatal blow when I was careless."

"Correct answer, but unfortunately there is no reward."

Lord's attack missed, and he suddenly swooped over with a sudden step. The blade was wrapped with dazzling lightning: "Yangui, black!"

This knife is aimed at the heart!

As the captain of the Shinigami, Kyoraku Shunsui, the most common colors on his body are two.

One is the white feathered fabric that symbolizes the identity of the captain; the other is the black Death Armor inside.

Within the range of Huatian Kuanggu's spiritual pressure, it is difficult to end a child-like game once it starts. Both parties must follow the rules of the game and 'play' in a fair and just environment. This is the advantage of Huatian Kuanggu.

, but it is also its fatal flaw.

Because once someone knows the rules of the game in advance, it means that the advantage of being the 'master' disappears. Lord took this opportunity to make Kyōraku Shunsui misjudge this, and as a result, he turned the guest into the master and became the first general!

The battle between masters only lasts for a moment.

His misjudgment of wrong information led him to make one wrong step at a time, and ultimately he swallowed the bitter fruit of failure!

"Don't forget, although black is the most harmful, it is also the same for you!" Jingle's spring water did not retreat but advanced, dragging the two swords on the ground and splashing sparks, facing Lord from the bottom up, slashing diagonally.

Two sharp blades: "Yangui, black!"

When——

The blades collided again, and the clash of gold and iron echoed in all directions.

The two called out the color that covered the largest area on each other's body at the same time. The power of the collision between the two swords was almost equal. The messy sword energy spread wildly, plowing the surrounding ground into ravines and scratches, and the atmospheric spirits were stirred and exploded.

Fortunately, neither party was harmed by this blow.

However, Kyōraku Shunsui, who had been injured before, was shocked by the force of the collision, causing his wound to tear and blood spurt again, spreading all over the surrounding ground.

The semi-fan-shaped circular platform, which was originally pure white, has now been stained with bright red plum blossom marks. It looks like scattered petals, giving it an indescribable feeling of sadness.

"Young people today are really scary."

Jingraku Chunshui breathed out slowly, with a bitter smile on his face. He sat helplessly on the ground, looked up at Luo De, who was walking towards him with a knife, and said helplessly: "After all, I can be considered your senior, am I just

Can’t you let me take a breath?”

"Forgive me for refusing."

Lord said expressionlessly: "Tenderness given to the enemy will only hurt yourself in the end."

"Eh..."

Looking at Lord, who was approaching step by step, Jingraku Shunsui let out a long sigh: "I didn't want to use this trick at first, but now it seems there is no other way. Since you are so familiar with my Shijie, you must know better...

.My swastika, right?”

"Don't even think about it!"

Lord's pupils moved slightly, and at the same time as he took half a step, a huge sword energy burst out of the air.

"It's too late, young man."

Kyoryaku Shunsui, who was half sitting on the ground, inserted his two swords into the ground, and a hoarse magnetic voice suddenly echoed between heaven and earth: "Swastika - Huatian Kuanggu, Black Pine Heart!"