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"What exactly do you want to do?"
Azashiro gritted his teeth and stood up, a flicker of anger in his eyes.
However, before he could finish speaking, a fist suddenly appeared before him, instantly filling his vision.
Boom!!
With a loud bang, Azashiro's body was shattered by a single punch.
However, unlike before, this time he didn't explode into Reishi as usual, but directly scattered into a large amount of broken flesh and blood.
Immense pain surged over him like a tide, nearly causing him to lose consciousness.
Just then, a powerful Reiatsu swept over like a storm.
Under the impact of Aozaki Reiji's Reiatsu, Azashiro's body was forced to rapidly reassemble, appearing once again in his original form.
His face was pale, blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and he looked utterly disheveled.
Aozaki Reiji squatted beside him, looking at him indifferently:
"Too weak. Without relying on your Zanpakuto, is this all you're capable of?"
His voice was cold and merciless, as if mocking Azashiro's incompetence.
Azashiro frowned.
Because his Zanpakuto's ability was very special, and it had never been released since he achieved Bankai.
This led to him never having trained his body, nor could he increase his physical strength.
His body had long become as weak as ordinary souls in Rukongai.
If his Bankai was forcibly released, and his Reiatsu was insufficient.
Then, let alone facing a Gotei 13 Captain, even a regular Shinigami could easily deal with him.
Damn it!
Azashiro's heart sank.
The reason he had actively approached Aozaki Reiji in the first place.
One reason was seeing him suddenly appear in Hell and casually slaughtering criminals.
Such behavior did not conform to Seireitei's regulations, which was why he came out to stop him.
Another aspect was that the other party had someone he needed, and might even become a partner.
Even if a conflict arose between them, he could rely on his Bankai to remain invincible.
However, facts proved he was wrong.
Who knew the other party's ability was so abnormal.
Whether it was his Reiatsu level or his Reiatsu control, he was a monster, far stronger than imagined.
He had made a huge mistake.
If he hadn't actively shown up, he could have remained dormant and waited for the opportune moment.
Now, he had become a fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of others.
He closed his eyes, preparing to embrace death.
However, just then, Aozaki Reiji suddenly shook his head and chuckled:
"It seems you've reached your limit too."
His tone carried a hint of regret and helplessness.
"Kenpachi Azashiro? Never mind, I don't want to call you by that name. I'll just keep calling you Azashiro Sōya."
Aozaki Reiji's voice revealed a sense of disappointment.
"You, you don't deserve the title of Kenpachi."
His words were like a sharp sword, piercing directly into Azashiro Sōya's heart.
Azashiro Sōya's expression instantly became somewhat gloomy.
"The name Kenpachi was earned by me defeating Kenpachi Kuruyashiki. It's not for you to question whether I deserve it!"
"Is that so…"
Aozaki Reiji's lips curved slightly upward, revealing a disdainful smile.
He seemed indifferent to Azashiro Sōya's rebuttal.
After Retsu lost to Zaraki, she wanted to give the Kenpachi title to Zaraki.
He then defeated Zaraki.
Strictly speaking, from the second generation Kenpachi onwards, none of them were true Kenpachi.
He should be the third generation Kenpachi.
However, Aozaki Reiji was too lazy to explain so much to him.
"You, when will you truly recognize yourself?"
Aozaki Reiji sighed, speaking in the tone of an elder.
Azashiro Sōya lay on the ground, looking at Aozaki Reiji with complex eyes.
Aozaki Reiji stood there, the Reiatsu radiating from him gradually receding, as if his entire being was merging into the darkness.
Azashiro took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and asked:
"Aozaki Reiji, what exactly do you want to do?"
Aozaki Reiji grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and replied casually:
"Of course, it's for women. Taking their Souls, and beating you up here, it's all for them."
His smile revealed a sense of wanton recklessness.
"For women?"
Azashiro Sōya frowned, muttering to himself.
"Could it be that woman, Urozakuro, deliberately wants to block my path?"
Aozaki Reiji pouted, saying disdainfully:
"You were the one who came to us, weren't you? How can you say we're blocking your path?"
His words were full of mockery and teasing.
"This guy, he simply doesn't understand your painstaking efforts."
Aozaki Reiji turned his head to look in another direction.
Azashiro Sōya was startled, realizing that the last sentence wasn't meant for him.
He couldn't help but recall the figure of a woman.
When he had conversed with that woman, the reactions of those around them were similar.
Aozaki Reiji turned back, looking down at Azashiro Sōya, and continued:
"You heartless and ungrateful fellow, have you forgotten how you survived back then?"
Hearing this, Azashiro Sōya's thoughts involuntarily drifted back hundreds of years.
"Hado No. 73: Sōren Sōkatsui!"
Before the black-haired youth's eyes.
His elder sister's body shattered, along with the giant Hollow that had held her in its mouth, a monster that was the closest to a Menos Grande among ordinary Hollows, breaking apart in the flames.
The boy's legs went soft, and he knelt on the ground, staring blankly ahead.
The giant Hollow, having lost its upper body, quickly began to collapse and dissipate, showing no signs of accelerated regeneration.
Listening to the mocking voices of the nobles in the stands.
A new Menos Grande appeared, its fangs closing in on the boy's face.
In an instant, the boy, having come to his senses, felt as if something had torn apart his heart.
The sky, the earth.
Everything began to distort.
When he came to, all that remained were corpses strewn across the ground, and scattered Reishi dust.
Whether it was Hollows or nobles.
Bloody limbs were intertwined, a sight that made one nauseous.
A woman who looked very familiar protected him.
Was it his sister?
No, it was Urozakuro.
Azashiro Sōya certainly remembered clearly, and would never forget that day.
He was silent for a moment, then spoke:
"Aozaki Reiji, what does that woman want you to do?"
Aozaki Reiji chuckled lightly, shaking his head:
"It's nothing bad, anyway. She just wants you to become 'strong', that's all."
Azashiro Sōya sighed:
"Aozaki Reiji, I advise you, regarding Urozakuro's words, it's best if you…"
Mid-sentence, Aozaki Reiji interrupted:
"You… why do you always think you're so weak?"
"…"
This question made Azashiro's expression freeze.
"It seems you never confront me directly, do you? Every move tells me you're very weak."
"In reality, I am weaker than you, it's that simple."
"That's not what I mean."
Aozaki Reiji waved his hand:
"Your fighting style is to make yourself seem weak, and has nothing to do with your actual strength."
Azashiro couldn't refute this.
Ever since he was sent to the execution grounds that day.
He couldn't truly believe in his heart that he was strong.
He's seen through me…
Just as he was muttering this to himself, Aozaki Reiji's face once again broke into a smile:
"So, show me your true abilities!"
Azashiro Sōya was silent for a moment, then asked doubtfully:
"Did that woman, Urozakuro, make you do this?"
"You can understand it that way." Aozaki Reiji nodded.
"Am I strong?"
"Among Shinigami, yes."
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