Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The wound has a Hollow aura, and it is certain that the one wearing the mask is a Hollow..."

Unohana Retsu treated him quickly, and then confirmed the identity of the boy with the cat-faced mask.

It is indeed a Hollow, but he did not emit any Hollow-related aura before, and he never used abilities such as Hollow Flash even in battle.

"This kind of Hollow that can completely hide its aura may cause a lot of trouble. I will go to the captain to report the situation first."

Kyoraku Shunsui felt more and more dangerous the more he thought about it, and he said hello and rushed towards the direction of the first team.

Looking at this situation, the others also had their own thoughts, and this time the gathering was over.

Muramasa carried the seriously injured and unconscious Xingyan and went to the squad room of the 6th division with a look of disgust.

The door of the squad room was closed, blocking some people who wanted to come in, such as Kuchiki Byakuya and Ukitake Jushiro.

In the dormitory, after putting the people down, Muramasa grabbed his Zanpakutō and was about to chop Aizen.

"This is his choice. You should know that he is no longer Kuchiki Hibiki!"

Aizen raised his hand and grabbed the white Zanpakutō, looked at Muramasa coldly, and told him again not to apply the concept of Kuchiki Hibiki to Xingyan.

"I know, I don't want my master to become Kuchiki Hibiki, but he can have many ways to merge his power, and there is no need to risk his body!"

Muramasa is now tied to Xingyan in the soul. Before he came out, he could sense the outside world, and he could chat with him, or practice some consciousness space with Zanpakutō Huanwu.

So he knows more about Xingyan than Aizen, and knows more about shadow clones and Zanpakutō. He even knows clearly what happened to the several times of the virtual clones.

But it is because he knows everything that he wants to cut Aizen a few times.

There is obviously a way to merge without injury and pain, but because Aizen's plan is about to be implemented, the master needs to speed up...

"I also want him to use a gentle way..."

Aizen looked at Xingyan, who was pale and still in a coma, and he also had a lot of opinions about this method, but he would not stop it because of his feelings.

Because this is Xingyan's own choice. Although the child is not very old, he knows the consequences of each choice.

"The master will not wake up in the short term. Take good care of him. I'm going to Hueco Mundo."

Muramasa also knew that it was meaningless to be angry with Aizen.

He was just angry. Now that he had lost his temper, he had to continue to deal with the follow-up matters.

The master's real body really needs to sleep for a while, but the shadow clone who went to Hueco Mundo is still awake.

.........

Hueco Mundo, Hueco Night Palace.

At this time, the atmosphere in Hueco Night Palace is a bit solemn.

Ulquiorra took the young master of their Hueco Night Palace to Soul Society.

However, when he came back, Ulquiorra only had a scar on his back, but their young master was injured so badly that he seemed to be dissipated at any time.

"All of you go out, don't disturb my sleep!"

The virtual clone with a cat face mask opened his eyes, looked at these guys who had different purposes but ran to block his door, and wanted to drive them away directly.

Because the real body was undergoing the fusion of the hollow and the god of death, he had very little power to use, and even the Sharingan could not be opened casually.

"I won't go out!"

Grimmjow with aqua blue hair snorted coldly.

Not only did he not leave, but he directly pushed aside Ulquiorra who was blocking the door. After entering, he stood against the wall and did not intend to leave.

"Tell them to stop arguing. It's a headache."

Xingyan listened to Grimmjow's voice, looked at his arrogant state, and muttered unhappily after his expression relaxed.

"Hey, did you hear me? Get out of here!"

Looking at the young master who sounded aggrieved, Grimmjow walked to the door with an unhappy look, and kicked the people outside the door without caring whether they were stronger than him.

They said stop arguing, don't they have ears that are useless? Can't they hear anything?

"Ulquiorra, go and rest too, Grimmjow can stay with me."

Waving his hand weakly, the virtual clone asked Ulquiorra to leave as well. He just wanted to rest now.

As for Grimmjow who was left behind...

Whether it was the familiar voice of this guy or the fact that he could change

Things like turning into a leopard are all special cases given by Xingyan.

"Hey, you're actually fine, right?"

After everyone else left, Grimmjow walked to the bedside and asked with some concern.

It's just that this guy's tsundere attribute makes his attitude not much better even when he cares about others.

"It's okay, just take a nap, you change..."

The virtual clone stretched out his hand, pinched Grimmjow's arm, and asked him to change quickly in dissatisfaction.

In the past year in Hueco Mundo, except for Ulquiorra, the butler, he only treated this big cat specially.

Although it's a leopard, he always treats this guy as a cat.

And, this guy's voice and tone are too much like a certain young master who makes people feel trustworthy...

"Tsk..."

Although he glared unhappily, Grimmjow still turned into a blue half-meter leopard.

When he was outside, he never liked to change into this form. Even when he was in the Panther King form, he was mainly in human form.

But who can blame this kid for liking it...

He only changed a few times occasionally to coax him to play.

Standing beside the pillow, watching the kid fall asleep soon, Grimmjow raised his paw.

He still wanted to take off the cat-faced mask to see what the kid looked like.

For more than a year, no one had seen what he looked like under the mask.

A bunch of idiots actually thought that this cat-faced mask was the hollow state of this young master, how stupid!

So, in addition to coaxing the kid to play, he also had a hobby of quietly stretching out his paw and trying to take off the mask.

He failed every time before, but this time, he seemed to succeed.

The mask was opened up with a large gap under his paw. As long as he exerted a little more force, he could see what was under the mask.

But at this time, Grimmjow suddenly hesitated.

"Why don't you continue?"

The white long knife was across the back of the little leopard's neck. Muramasa had been staring at it for a while, and was thinking of chopping it down as soon as the brave leopard took off its mask.

But this guy actually stopped his claws on his own initiative.

Sure enough, cats, even big cats, can still be very obedient in front of their owners.