The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

The next moment, the wind picked up.

As Zaraki Kenpachi left, he suddenly stopped and turned around slowly.

I saw that Frank, who was seriously injured and dying, unexpectedly stood up again at some point. The wound that started from his left shoulder and went straight down to the bone, the nearby muscles were squeezed and tightened, forcibly stopping the gushing blood.

"call......."

A stream of hot air came out of Frank's mouth.

The violent spiritual pressure, which was rich and almost substantial, erupted from his body in an instant, as if a blazing flame was burning the surrounding atmosphere, exuding a completely different pressure from before.

perish together......

The last bullet of 'justice' has been injected into his heart.

The extreme shackles of the mind and body were subsequently broken by the power of the bullet. An unprecedented surge of vitality and power was pouring out of the body, allowing Frank's spiritual pressure to directly break through to the fourth level!

If we only judge from the level of spiritual pressure, he is already close to some weaker captains.

From this aspect, Frank is beginning to be qualified to compete with the captain.

"This spiritual pressure..."

Zaraki Kenpachi raised his eyebrows, and the golden bell tied at the end of his hair made a clear ringing sound under the fierce collision of spiritual pressure. He pulled his lips to the base of his ears and raised an exaggerated arc: "Yes, now

You can already make me feel a little excited."

If we say Frank before, he was still a weak sheep.

Then the man in front of me who crawled back from the edge of hell has turned into a wounded and bloodthirsty beast!

The most dangerous time for a beast is when it is on the verge of death.

When human beings take off the aura of morality, law, etc., and break free from the shackles of divinity and humanity, what is exposed is the naked animality that is engraved deep in the soul and can never be forgotten!

"Come on, Zaraki Kenpachi!"

Frank's eyes boiled with murderous intent. He raised his foot and shook the ground violently, and his whole body disappeared in an instant.

Boom!!!

The entire street seemed to have been trampled by thousands of troops, and it collapsed instantly under the influence of huge force.

The high walls on both sides were instantly destroyed by the hurricane. The violent force was like the autumn wind sweeping down the fallen leaves, rolling up countless broken stones and hitting them in all directions, making a whizzing sound in the air like bullets fired from guns.

The best viewing position for watching the battle was destroyed, and Kusuka Yachiryu had to move to another place.

Boom boom boom——!

The streets were shattered along the way, and spiritual pressure swept over them overwhelmingly.

Frank's speed was so fast that even Zaraki Kenpachi didn't react. He only felt a blur of sword light flashing in front of his eyes, and then a half-meter-long wound was cut on his chest, spraying out a large amount of bright red blood drops.

But this kind of injury was not painful or itchy to Zaraki Kenpachi at all. His tall body just shook slightly, and he laughed ferociously, as if he felt no pain, and he immediately struck out with his sword with his backhand.

Whoosh!

The sharp sword edge was like light and electricity, cutting through the air and letting out a scream.

But the trajectory of the sword's edge penetrated directly through Frank's body, without the slightest hint of a hit.

This made Zaraki Kenpachi frown slightly, and he felt a little unhappy, as if he had been hit by a projection.

Tsk!

Before he could figure out what was going on, he received another solid stab in the abdomen.

He turned around and slashed with the knife, but it hit the afterimage again.

Frank's speed suddenly increased more than ten times, and he actually suppressed Zaraki Kenpachi in a short time.

Wuwuwu——

It's the scream the sword makes when it cuts through the air.

Zaraki Kenpachi grinned, holding the Zanpakuto full of gaps, he stepped forward and slashed out.

when!

The two knives collided and a huge force was transmitted.

Frank snorted and was knocked back several steps.

He had just taken a breath, and before his physical strength could recover a little, a cold light was reflected in his pupils, a violent momentum rushed towards his face like a tsunami, and roaring spiritual pressure fell from the top of his head.

Whoosh!

With one slash of the sword, the energy poured into the ground, crushing everything around him like a torrent.

Although Frank managed to avoid it at the last moment, his abdomen was penetrated by the splashing stones, which made him, who was already seriously injured, unable to control his breathing and pace.

But Kenpachi Zaraki rushed forward again, obviously not wanting to give him a chance to breathe.

"Ten times... speed up!"

Veins popped up on Frank's face. He raised his 'Justice' and shot himself. He let out an almost crazy roar. The black spiritual pressure surrounding him surged again, and his speed became several times faster than before.

"I see......"

Zaraki Kenbayashi raised his eyebrows and immediately understood the reason.

The 'acceleration' effect that was originally attached to the bullet was now reversed by Frank and was forcibly attached to himself, so that his movement speed could surpass that of the captain-level Death God in a short period of time.

but......

How long can he maintain this method of overdrafting his life?

"In order to prevent the battle from becoming boring, let's fight it quickly, travel disaster!"

Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, and with a roar he suddenly raised the serrated Zanpakutō. The golden spiritual pressure burst out from his body, shattering the Death Domination armor on his body.

"That's exactly what I meant!"

Frank roared and rushed over, dragging his two knives.

boom!!!

Between the interplay of light and shadow, the two men were fighting fiercely.

The blade filled with murderous intent was merciless, aiming at the fatal parts at every turn, and attacking the vital points.

At first, Frank was able to take some advantage.

But as the battle progressed, the balance of victory gradually tilted.

After Zaraki Kenpachi became familiar with it, he was able to predict in advance where he would appear next second, and counterattacked with an almost beast-like precision and intuition, even nearly splitting him in half on many occasions!

Clang Clang Clang!

There were several sword exchanges, and the two figures were scattered, dozens of meters apart.

Kenpachi Zaraki was stabbed dozens of times, the blood soaked the white haori, and the dead armor was shattered into pieces of rags.

The exposed skin was covered with dozens of horrific stab wounds, rolled up large areas of bright red flesh, and some of the scars were so deep that you could even see the bones inside.

However, Kenpachi still stands.

This horrific injury would be enough to kill an ordinary person.

But for Zaragi, who is known as the strongest Kenpachi in history, these injuries are like an addictive drug, gradually awakening the desire to fight buried deep in his heart.

Is this guy...a monster?!

He clearly had the advantage, but it was himself who felt despair.

It's almost like... like immortality!

Rather than saying that this guy is a god of death, it is better to say that he is a beast. No matter how many times he is hit by knives, he seems to have no consciousness at all. He is immersed in the killing and fighting, enjoying the pain to his heart's content!

The man was already bruised and bruised, but his fighting spirit was getting stronger.

Boundless golden spiritual pressure rose up, causing violent friction with the surrounding atmosphere, and actually formed a huge golden skull, and in the two deep empty eye sockets, the fierce and unusual killing intent seemed to be real.

"Ha ha ha ha......"

Zaraki Kenpachi laughed wildly and showed a satisfied expression: "Travel disaster, your name is Frank, right?"

"yes......"

Frank breathed heavily and gradually felt tired.

The effect of dying together is fading, and he must rush to put an end to this battle before it ends.

"I remember your name."

Zaraki Kenpachi gave a ferocious smile and raised the Zanpakutō in his hand: "It would be a pity for an interesting guy like you to die here, so...become stronger, and then come again

Challenge me!"

"What's the meaning?"

Frank was slightly startled, not understanding what Kenpachi meant.

But the next moment, overwhelming spiritual pressure swept over him.

The extremely thick golden spiritual pressure was completely different from before. It was as thick and heavy as a sea falling, and everything in sight was wailing, and the earth and the sky seemed to be torn apart.

One knife!

The golden spiritual pressure and sword energy soared into the sky like a giant dragon.

The heavy and indomitable force of the knife seemed to cut the space in half, causing even the heaven and earth to change color.

"What a powerful spiritual pressure!"

For a moment, everyone in the Seireitei seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised their heads and looked into the distance.

The sky as blue as a seal was suddenly cut off by the golden sword light.

A huge crack stretched for thousands of miles, shattering the boundless clouds.