The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Let's rewind the time to three days ago.

After Frank was defeated by Kenpachi, a black figure suddenly appeared and secretly took him away who was seriously injured and dying.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a cave. The serious injury on his chest had been treated, wrapped in thick white bandages, and even tied with a cute bow.

Bow tie......

This familiar knotting technique reminded Frank of a person.

When he turned his head, he saw Yinmeng sitting aside, tinkering with something weird. From the outside, it looked like a human-shaped white puppet, but it looked a little weird.

"You finally woke up..."

Realizing that the people behind him were waking up, Nemu clapped her hands and put down the human puppet, turned around and put her hands on her hips, puffing out her cheeks, and said angrily: "Didn't I tell you that you should never fight against a captain-level Shinigami and run away immediately?"

"I would rather run away..."

Frank put on a bitter smile, but because the excessive movement involved the wound on his chest, he gasped in pain: "By the time I bump into the captain of the 11th Division, I won't be able to run away."

"Who makes you so unlucky?"

Nemu curled her lips and looked at Frank with pity: "But I'm lucky to be alive when I meet Kenpachi Zaraki. After all, the prey targeted by that beast will usually be ruthlessly torn to pieces."

"Very lucky indeed..."

Frank let out a breath of fear.

The indomitable and heavy sword force seemed to be cutting open the world. The boundless golden sword light made the whole space and even the atmosphere tremble. Just looking at it made you feel like you were about to be torn apart.

The beast...lives up to its name.

When fighting Zaraki Kenpachi, the frightening and crazy fighting spirit made even a person like him, who has been wandering on the edge of life and death all year round, inevitably feel a kind of fear coming from his soul.

"Yinmeng... what is Lord's plan?" Frank raised his hand and looked at the cracked palm, his eyes were a little confused for a moment: "I don't think just a few of us are capable.

Save Tony from those monsters."

"I don't know~ Brother didn't tell me." Yinmeng shook his head and said, "And it's not like you have no chance at all."

"Haha... don't comfort me."

Frank's face showed bitterness, and he sighed deeply: "Although saying this is a bit boastful, my strength among the seven people should be considered one of the strongest, perhaps second only to the Angry Hulk."

"Almost~" Nemu did not deny this, and nodded: "Your spiritual pressure after the explosion has exceeded the fourth level, and you are considered the strongest among the seven. Even the Hulk in an angry state can't do it in a short time.

I won’t be your opponent.”

"Then what?"

The bitter look on Frank's face became even more intense, and there was a hint of despair in his eyes: "Even if I use 'die together', I can't catch Zaraki Kenpachi's sword, let alone what the outcome would be if it were someone else.

"

From all the battlefields he has experienced until now, no matter how tragic the situation is, he has never been as desperate as he is now.

There was no hope of victory at all. Despair shrouded his head like a shadow from beginning to end, and there was no hope at all.

"Kenpachi Zaraki's case... there are some exceptions."

Nemu patted Frank on the shoulder and comforted him: "Even among the Gotei Thirteen, he is a very special captain, and he is considered the strongest among them."

"So what? He didn't even use Shijie!"

Frank shook his head and said bitterly: "I don't need you to comfort me, I know how big the gap is."

The power of the Shinigami lies in the Zanpakutō, and Hakkake and Swastika will greatly improve the combat ability of a Shinigami, and this improvement is a huge span of multiples.

So from Frank's perspective, you can feel his despair.

He fought with all his strength, but he couldn't even force the captain to give up.

"Uh...you misunderstood."

Nemu's face looked a little strange, and her lips wriggled a few times, and she said: "That man's situation is a bit special. He is the only one in the long history of Soul Society who can neither swastika nor swastika, but can serve as the eleventh

The squad leader’s monster.”

"No... I don't know how to swastika, and I don't know how to begin?!" Frank suddenly got up from the ground, and the newly healed wound on his chest tore again, causing his face to twist in pain, and he couldn't help but scream.

Taking a breather: "Wait a minute, how did he become the captain?"

"Don't move, the wound will open!"

Nemu raised his hand to push Frank back, glanced at him angrily, and then explained: "Kenpachi Zaraki succeeded Kenpachi by challenging and killing the previous captain of the 11th Division in front of more than two hundred team members.

name and the position of captain of the 11th Squadron."

"Can it still... be like this?"

Frank frowned, he didn't expect that the seemingly peaceful Seireitei would actually have such primitive and cruel selection.

"This selection model is limited to the 11th Division." Nemu said that was not the case, saying: "The 11th Division is a combat force, and the captains of all generations will inherit the name of Kenpachi, so there is such a cruel selection.

model."

"What does this 'Kenpachi' you always say... mean?" Frank asked doubtfully.

"It means...the strongest swordsman in Soul Society."

When he said this, Nemu seemed to think of something ridiculous, covered her mouth and chuckled: "But except for the current Kenpachi, the previous two generations of Kenpachi are somewhat unqualified."

The eleventh generation Kenpachi is Zaraki, so the name of his monster goes without saying.

But the 10th generation Kenpachi Kimi, Isaki, was judged to be a pretty stupid guy.

Next up is the ninth generation Kenpachi Gosuke, who was born as the vice-captain of the eighth generation Kenpachi. He is the weakest in history and is the only loser who did not win the name of Kenpachi by challenging the previous generation Kenpachi.

"If you put it like that... isn't that guy more terrifying?" Frank's eyes twitched and he said in horror: "A guy who doesn't even know the name of his Zanpakutō can be ranked among the best among the captains.

.”

"In a sense, that's right."

Nemu thought about it carefully, and then said: "But being able to fight to that point with Kenpachi Zaraki doesn't mean that your strength is close to that of a captain-level Shinigami?"

"Uh...it seems so?"

Frank was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly felt a little happy.

It turns out that he is not as weak as he thought. In the initial state, he can already approach the captain level. He is even the captain of the 11th Division with the title of Kenpachi, the strongest swordsman in Soul Society!

Thinking about it this way...it's not hopeless!

"so!"

Yinmeng patted his shoulder heavily, and his big black eyes shimmered, encouraging him: "In order for you to defeat him, I specially prepared a special training for you, so that you can learn the meaning of swastika in three days.

!”

"Three days...to learn swastika interpretation?!"

As soon as these words came out, Frank was shocked and stirred up a storm: "Really...really? Are you lying to me?"

Although he has not personally experienced how difficult swastika is to learn, Frank already has a general understanding.

Usually only after hundreds of years of training, deepening the connection with the Zanpakutō and increasing the spiritual pressure, can one in ten thousand Shinigami have the opportunity to manifest the Zanpakutō, talk to it and put it into a state of submission.

There are tens of thousands of Shinigami in Soul Society, but only a dozen or so can master the essence of Swastika. The difficulty is self-evident.

And Nemu actually said that he should learn swastika interpretation within three days?!

"Trust me~"

Yinmeng said confidently: "In three days, we will teach you and give you skills!"