The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Phew~

The breeze is picking up.

Blowing up the petals on the ground, they dance gracefully in the air.

The three men were divided into two camps, facing each other dozens of meters apart.

Steve's giant right arm was clenched into a fist, and the spiritual pressure in his body gradually began to rise, exuding a powerful force. His sharp and firm eyes were locked on the seemingly casual man.

Sensing the seriousness shown by Captain America, Peter immediately put on a fighting stance.

The atmosphere became extremely solemn in an instant, and huge spiritual pressure filled the empty area. It was clear that the action hadn't really started yet, but the momentum was already stirring like a storm, cutting countless dense lines out of the flat bluestone slabs around it.

crack.

"Really..."

Jingraku Shunsui, who was wearing a colorful coat, pressed the round hat on his head and sighed softly, and said helplessly: "I just hope to solve the problem as peacefully as possible. Why do you always choose to fight?"

"Because violence... is the best way to solve problems." Steve seemed to be reminded of a trace of memories, with a vaguely painful look on his face, and said with deep feeling: "The best way to seek peace is to

This method can only be achieved through extreme violent checks and balances."

His words are actually a metaphor for the current situation.

It is such an ironic scene that mankind can maintain a fragile peace under the check and balance of the most destructive weapons in history.

"I appreciate you more and more."

Jingraku Shunshui's eyes lit up slightly and he chuckled, "How about joining my squad?"

"Then can you let me come over?" Steve asked.

"Then can you wait three days?" Jingraku Shunsui asked.

The two of them were not talking, and the answer showed that they couldn't.

Steve couldn't wait three days, and Jingraku Shunshui couldn't let him go.

Since conflicts cannot be resolved through negotiation, the only resort to violence is the final resort.

"Peter, get out of here quickly."

Steve raised his hand and stopped Spider-Man, who was planning to fight together.

In the latter's puzzled eyes, he explained in a deep voice: "The person standing in front of us is a captain. With our current strength, there is absolutely no way that we can be his opponent. You leave here immediately, and then

To find other lost people."

"What about you, Captain?" Peter was shocked and asked in a panic.

"I'm going to stay here to hold him off."

Steve's eyes were deep, his tone seemed a little heavy, and he said hastily: "I don't know how long it can take, so you must be fast, don't look back, and bring the news of Tony's upcoming execution to other scattered people.

, do you know?"

"But......"

Peter's lips parted, wanting to say something more.

"Haven't you noticed yet?!"

But Steve suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, as ferocious as a ghost: "We are already suffering from his spiritual pressure attack. If I hadn't stood in front of you, you wouldn't even be able to stand."

arrive!"

boom--!

The huge and heavy spiritual pressure was like a mountain falling on my shoulders.

In almost an instant, a trace of coercion leaked out through Steve, causing Peter's whole body to crackle like fried beans. He knelt directly on the bluestone floor, sweat seeping out from his pores crazily, and directly

That red spider suit gets wet!

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized.

It turns out that it was Steve who endured this terrifying spiritual pressure for him.

Kyōraku Shunsui, the captain of the eighth division, just stood still and released his spiritual pressure, which made the two of them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. Their limbs were stiff and cold, the pores all over their bodies shrank, and their hairs stood up one by one.

This is the captain-level Death God.

Facing such a terrifying existence, even breathing is a luxury, let alone fighting with it.

"Go! Go quickly!"

Steve's temples had veins popping out, and he yelled with all his strength: "We must pass the news... to others!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Peter bit his lip, turned around and ran outside.

There is no use for him to stay here. It can only add unnecessary pressure to Steve. Instead, it is better to follow the captain's order and quickly pass on the news that Tony will be executed in three days to other people who don't know yet.

"Are you going to hold me down alone so that your companions can find a way out?"

Jingraku Shunshui put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the departing Peter with a smile, without any intention of stopping him: "I admire your courage and character very much, which are very rare among humans. I mean, you really don't plan to join the Eighth Route Army."

Squadron?"

"Huchi...huchi..."

Steve gasped and raised his head with difficulty, his eyes almost wet with sweat: "You want me to join the eighth team, but only if you let Tony go."

"It's broad daylight, so don't dream."

Jingraku Shunshui smiled, spread his hands and said helplessly: "I dare not disobey the orders issued by the Forty-Sixth Central Office."

"Then there's no need to talk!" Steve concentrated his spiritual pressure on his left arm in one breath, grabbed the flaw exposed when Kyoryu Shunsui spoke, and punched with all his strength: "A giant blow!"

boom!

Sky-blue spiritual power was released from the fist, rushing out like a roaring giant light dragon.

I saw countless flat bluestone slabs in front of me, which were torn apart by the mighty spiritual pressure fluctuations in an instant, plowing out a deep ravine. Along with the strong winds, they all rushed towards the spring water of Jingle.

"It's really nerve-wracking..."

Jingraku Shunshui had a calm expression on his face and stayed where he was.

The colorful cloak shook violently. Looking at the increasingly close fists, he held down the round hat on his head that was about to be blown away. Then he slowly raised his right hand and opened his palm in an ordinary manner.

Bang!

The atmosphere shook violently and exploded with a loud blast.

I saw the huge light dragon formed by condensing spiritual power. Kyōraku Shunsui easily caught it with his bare hands. With a slight forceful move of his wrist, he struck the giant blow swung by Steve and changed the trajectory of the attack.

Throwed to the side.

The wall of a pavilion connected to the Chonglou was suddenly blasted with a huge gap.

Before the rising smoke completely dissipated, Jingraku Shunsui was suddenly startled and realized that Steve's second punch had already arrived, and the speed was much faster than before, and the destructive power was even higher for no reason.

Whoosh!

The light dragon condensed with spiritual power fell into the air and rushed straight back.

The front of the gorgeous five-story city wall collapsed directly from this extremely powerful punch. The vermilion roof tiles and white bricks shattered, falling like raindrops on the bluestone slab below.

"I see......"

Jingraku Shunsui suddenly appeared at the side, pressed Madoka and smiled: "First use the weaker first punch to confuse me, and then attack with the faster and more powerful second punch. I have to tell you what you think.

very nice."

Steve's eyes narrowed slightly and he exhaled a breath from his lungs: "But you still avoided it, didn't you?"

"Your punching speed is very fast, and you should be considered the best among humans." Kyoraku Shunsui said modestly: "But unfortunately, if it is only at this level, I can easily dodge it with Shunpo."

It is true that his punches are very fast, and ordinary Shinigami can't react at all.

But if you look at it through the captain's eyes, Steve's punching speed, which he is proud of, is like a movie slowed down several times.