Chapter 166 Memetic Pollution

Even Zaraki Kenpachi was stunned for a moment as he looked at the Zanpakuto spinning in the air and finally sinking into the rock nearby.

Throwing a knife?

Is this some new beheading technique?

Or is it that he has been derailed from the world because he has not fought with the God of Death for too long?

Just when Kenpachi Zaraki was doubting his life, Akira Kisaragi had already picked up his iron fist and rushed forward.

There was no time to dodge, and Bai's attack, which was even more ferocious than the beheading technique, landed on the long knife full of serrations.

As the successor of Yuanliu, Ru Yueming did not take advantage of others' danger, but chose to use his own shortcomings to attack the other's strengths.

Meat fist versus long knife.

Presumably even if Zaraki Kenpachi was beaten to his knees by him, he would have nothing to say, right?

Anyway, what he asked for was a fight, not a kendo duel like Unohana.

Under his stunned gaze, the moment his fist collided with the long knife, the scalp-numbing sound of metal collision echoed through the mountains and forests.

The powerful momentum immediately lifted Zaraki Kenpachi's tall body away.

The two-meter-tall figure was spinning in the air, and finally fell hard to the ground, creating a large-shaped deep pit.

The dust is flying!

Upon seeing this, the crowd burst into cheers that reached into the sky, and the Death Gods cheered for their captain.

"Well done, Mr. Palace Secretary!"

"Powerful! Dominant! Strong! Invincible!"

"As expected of the person we chose to follow, this is the real Kenpachi!"

"Kenpachi? Kenpachi!"

Jingraku Shunshui stretched out his hands to cover his face and let out a long helpless sigh.

As expected, things took a strange turn again.

My junior brother has an astonishing talent. He has extremely high attainments in any field.

Yamamoto had praised him privately more than once.

If he wasn't worried about this guy's tail sticking up to the sky, he would have praised him to his face.

But here comes the question, why does an all-around genius just love fighting in vain?

Is it true that as he said, fisting to the flesh is a man's romance?

The corners of Komamura Zuozhen's mouth twitched fiercely, his fangs became sore, and the hair all over his body stood on end, as if his hair had exploded.

Only then did he remember that he had just challenged this Lord Kisaragi over his own strength.

I didn't end up in the same miserable situation as Zaraki Kenpachi. I really have to thank him for showing mercy.

It doesn't seem like such a bad thing to follow an adult who knows how to advance and retreat, and who knows how to take care of the physical and mental health of his subordinates.

Besides, none of these gods of death looked at him strangely.

Perhaps Squadron 11 is his destiny!

Everyone has different ideas, especially Zaraki Kenpachi.

who I am?

Where am I?

What am I going to do? !

With one punch, his brain, which was not very bright, immediately became confused.

However, he quickly came to his senses, and immediately laughed wildly and attacked Ruyue Ming again. The golden spiritual pressure wrapped around his bruised body, like a raging fire.

A burn mark appeared on the ground.

Looking at Zaraki Kenpachi who looked like an invincible Xiaoqiang, Ruyue Ming's mouth tilted, and a large amount of white air burst out from his shoulder blades.

Like a rocket engine.

Deep purple flames ignited on the fist bones, and the sudden increase in temperature caused the surrounding air to begin to distort.

Zaraki Kenpachi grinned ferociously, and slashed the long serrated sword forward. The air made an overwhelming tearing sound, and air waves separated along both sides of the blade.

"Haha, die!"

"Fire Punch!"

The two of them burst into a roar, and collided fiercely under the gaze of countless eyes.

The fist bones broke through the air, and the long knife slashed.

The roar went straight into the sky, and shock waves visible to the naked eye exploded in all directions.

Zaraki Kenpachi felt an irresistible heavy force coming from the serrated sword in his hand, and then let out a mournful cry as the metal's durability reached its limit.

The bowstring seemed to be stretched to the limit and broke instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining power of the fist bone was not reduced, and it hit Zaraki Kenpachi's chest again. There was a crisp sound, the bones were broken, and the chest collapsed.

A mouthful of old blood spurted out, reenacting the scene just now.

The two-meter-tall figure swirled and fell from the sky, driving the previous deep pit downwards a lot.

"Okay, the little sword can fly!"

The pink-haired loli leaned on Komamura's shoulder and let out an inappropriate cheer, which immediately attracted countless eyes to look at her.

A question arises in everyone's mind.

Which side are you from?

Even Komamura couldn't help but look at him twice.

Because the pink-haired lolita didn't have any ill intentions, and there was no life-and-death feud between the two parties, Komamura didn't care much about her climbing on his shoulder without authorization.

After all, he still has a kind heart.

Picking up the broken knife on the ground, Kisaragi threw it to Jingraku Shunsui who was watching the battle.

For a beast like Zaraki Kenpachi whose mind is filled with fighting, it is impossible to end the fight without beating him until he loses consciousness.

But Ming Ruyue is the best at dealing with this guy who has a more chirpy personality than him.

"Boys, tie this guy up!"

Ruyue Ming gave the order, and several big guys immediately rushed out from the crowd, took out the ropes that had been prepared from their pockets, and tied them up in three strokes.

Others cut down the big tree next to them, cut out a stretcher, and then tied the unconscious Kenpachi Zaraki tightly to it.

Wrap it directly into rice dumplings.

The pink-haired lolita let out a cheer, jumped off Komamura's shoulder, and sat on Zaraki Kenpachi, regardless of how injured he was.

Ru Yueming, on the other hand, took a second look at it.

Kusuka Yazen-ryu, Zaraki Kenpachi's companion sword spirit, the Zanpakutō Nohaye that was broken in half by his punch, was her.

Judging from her appearance, she didn't seem to take this matter to heart.

Pink-haired lolita are born with an inexplicable ability to perceive people, and can clearly tell whether the other person is malicious.

Therefore, Yachiru showed a very friendly expression towards the Shinigami present.

She seemed to realize that she would always live in the same place with this group of people in the future.

When it comes to brains, this accompanying sword spirit is much stronger than its master.

"Young men, this trip has been fruitful."

Ru Yueming raised her arms and said, "Go home!"

"Yo!"

Everyone responded in unison, making a deafening sound, even Yaqianliu was among them, as if he had regarded himself as a member of the 11th Division.

Jingraku Shunsui shook his head and laughed, then followed the team.

Seeing this, Komamura Zuozhen hesitated for a moment and then followed in big strides.

Staying with this group of people who have no scheming intentions is indeed a relaxing thing for both body and mind.

…………

The main force of the 11th Division returned successfully.

Most of the Shinigami in Team 13 had no reaction to this news.

In their eyes, the 11th Division led by Yue Ming was a symbol of invincibility.

Even the rebels and gangsters were almost killed, what else could they not do?

Its captain is someone who dares to challenge Captain Yamamoto.

It would be abnormal for such a unit to not come back.

The Shinigami did not return to the 11th Division team building. Instead, they carried Zaraki Kenpachi, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, all the way to the 4th Division's comprehensive first aid center.

Captain's office.

Karetsu Uozhi was handling today's official duties when suddenly the God of Death came to report.

"Captain-sama, Captain Kisaragi brought back a Ronin who was seriously injured and on the verge of death from outside and sent him to the intensive care unit. Vice-captain Yamada-sama has taken over the treatment."

Uozhihua Lie raised his head and glanced at the Shinigami reporting with some surprise.

Akira Kisaragi was able to bring Ronin back intact, which was beyond her expectations.

From what she knew about this guy.

In battles like Yueming's attack, the enemy is usually buried on the spot.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but become somewhat interested in it, and then she put down her brush and went to watch it under the leadership of her subordinates.

However, when he saw the wounded, Maozhihua was startled.

It was as if he recognized the other party's identity.

Then, without any explanation, she pulled Kisaragi Ming aside and asked about the details of the matter.

"He said his name was Zaraki Kenpachi."

Ruyue Ming scratched his head and told the whole story, "Actually, when I went out to look for the fierce general's subordinates this time, his first target was him."

"With Wang Jiang's help, a lot of trouble has been saved."

Uozhihua Lie calmly stared into the eyes of the young man in front of him, suspecting that he already knew what happened back then and was trying to change his already destined fate.

"Ming, I'm curious what do you know?"

Uozhihualie spoke softly, and a gentle smile appeared on her delicate cheeks.

Ru Yueming rubbed his chin and said thoughtfully:

"Basically, you know a little bit."

Although he usually loses a little bit, he can still ensure that he doesn't lose his chain at critical moments.

Although he couldn't remember the details clearly, he knew very well that Unohana Retsu died in the hands of Zaraki Kenpachi.

In order to avoid this result.

Ru Yueming felt that it was necessary for her to be a butterfly flapping its wings, and use her wings to give fate two big blows.

Hearing this, Unohana Retsu took a deep breath. The wide haori and death robes could not hide the graceful undulations of the arc.

She thought for a moment, feeling that she needed to teach someone a lesson.

Kenpachi's fate is not something that can be interfered with casually.

Only one Kenpachi can exist in an era, this is an iron rule that cannot be shaken.

Then, the members of the 11th Division saw their captain being taken away by a gentle woman and walked straight to the dojo behind the 4th Division's building.

Out of curiosity, everyone followed and watched.

Then they saw a scene that they couldn't accept.

Unimaginable battle scenes continued to appear, and the violent and raging spiritual pressure seemed to poke holes in the sky.

Even Kyōraku Shunsui, a member of Rakuko, couldn't help but be shocked by this and sighed, the older generation will still be the older generation after all.

In terms of spiritual pressure alone, he already far surpassed him.

Not to mention having combat experience.

Although Kyōraku Shunsui believed that his number of battles was considered outstanding among many captains, there was still a slight gap compared with the one who was beating up his junior brother.

After a powerful battle.

The invincible captain of the 11th Division, Omiyaji of the Inverse Bone Shrine, heir to Genryu, and the most influential person in the Seireitei lay on the ground, unable to get up again.

"What? Impossible!"

"That woman beat Commander Ruyue to his knees. Could it be that she wanted to..."

"Kougua, you don't want this kind of thing, I don't want to see it!"

A lunatic wail could be heard in his ears, and the corner of Jingraku Shunshui's mouth twitched, feeling that Team 11 had been led astray by his junior brother.

Everyone obviously has a tough guy style...

Looking at the young man who was lying on the ground and completely giving up resistance, Uzuki Hana Retsu sighed helplessly.

She wasn't too angry, she was just annoyed at the young man's self-assertion.

But even though he was beaten till he was covered with bruises, he still stood firm in his thoughts, which made Uozhihua Retsu shaken in his heart.

Thinking back to the daily sword fight between the two, the original firm belief became a little confused.

The clear road ahead was covered with a thin layer of thick fog.

Maybe, you can try it?

Unohana Retsu left with slightly uneasy thoughts.

Seeing the plump figure disappear in front of him, Ru Yueming stood upright like a carp again.

"Hmph, as long as I use some hard tricks, I can turn that cruel woman around!"

"This is the application of amazing wisdom!"

Seeing this, Jing Le next to him twitched his lips and reminded:

"Junior brother, you'd better go to the first team."

"Otherwise, Old Man Shan might come to you with the Blade Ruohuo..."

He doesn't quite understand, being smart or not, but Kyoryu knows better. If Kisaragi Akira continues to mess around, he will be shocked.

Also, this guy's skin is too tough to be able to withstand a set of violent output from Maozhihuaretsu and still be so lively.

Even Vastod Daxu can't do this, right?

If this continues, Jingraku will doubt whether Old Man Shan's sword can cut Ruyue Ming.

…………

First team team building.

"This is nonsense!!"

A powerful roar resounded in the room, almost blowing away the roof. He didn't look like an old man who had lived for thousands of years.

Its momentum is even greater than that of Kyoryaku Spring Water and Healthy Ukitake.

In front of the angry Yamamoto, even if he was as strong as Yue Ming, he had to surrender.

The ostrich can only pretend to be in danger and bury its head in the sand.

"As the captain of the 11th Squadron, he not only left his post without permission, but also secretly mobilized hundreds of Death Squadron soldiers. This was during the reign of Room 46."

"If you don't say anything, you will be convicted of disobedience!"

Although Kisaragi Akira had already explained the reason, Yamamoto was still angry.

"Isn't this the forty-sixth room already?"

Ruyue Ming whispered, "Now the first team is in charge, and it has the right not to expire."

Hearing this, Yamamoto was furious.