Chapter 178 Ruthless Man and Infatuated Woman

The two figures were confronting each other, and the atmosphere was tense. It seemed that there was a possibility of a fight at any time.

Ruyue Ming looked at the beautiful woman curiously.

The classical royal lady wears a red sleeveless kimono, with looming graceful lines. Her slender arms hang down both sides of her body, and the puppet-like texture of the joints is vaguely visible.

Not like a living person.

Seeing that the momentum between the two parties was becoming increasingly tense, Ru Yueming put away her playful attitude.

Vaguely, he had already guessed the identity of this gentle beauty.

Urahara Kisuke's Zanpakutō is transformed into an image——

Hongji.

After realizing this, the first thought that came to Ru Yueming's mind was——

Kuchiki Xianghe escaped from prison?

But outside there was a scene of singing and dancing and social harmony, but there was no hint of a sinner escaping from prison.

It can't be Kuchiki Hibiki who is targeting Urahara Kisuke, right?

After eliminating wrong guesses, the correct answer will be obvious.

Turn into a divine body.

It can forcibly materialize the Zanpakutō's body and summon it to the world of the God of Death, so that the God of Death can defeat his own Zanpakutō and become a swastika.

Soon, Nirvana's appearance confirmed Ru Yueming's suspicion.

"That's right, it's the divine body."

Niruri's smile gives people a sense of madness like the DC Joker, "Although I don't want to accept it, I have to admit that in some aspects, Urahara Kisuke is a very talented man."

“He always has some fantastic ideas in his mind, and coupled with his strong hands-on ability and scientific research level, he can often turn these ideas into reality.”

"Transforming the Divine Body is one of them."

"But Urahara doesn't take all the credit on himself. In his words, Aizen and I also helped a lot."

"Otherwise, it may take a long time for the Divine Transformation Body to come out."

"Well, I really want to take apart this guy's brain and take a look..."

After talking, Ruyue Ming suddenly realized that when two freaks with very similar talents cooperate, unexpected sparks will often collide.

"But since you're here, captain, please help keep an eye on it."

Niryuri looked at Kisaragi Akira, "Using the Tenshin Body to practice swastika is a very dangerous thing. If you are not careful, you may be killed by your own Zanpakutō."

"It will also put a huge burden on one's soul, and it cannot be used a second time in a short period of time."

"In the words of that guy Urahara, his Benihime is still very dangerous."

Ruyue Ming nodded and agreed.

Nothing could happen to a good employee like Urahara Kisuke, and Team 11 was counting on him to survive.

If this guy was gone, he would still have to find a way to get Aizen to the 11th Division.

After all, you can’t expect a bunch of reckless men to handle the team’s official duties, right?

Just when he was thinking this, a battle between one person and one sword had begun in the distance.

Test with caution.

The blades of both sides collided together, bursting out with brilliant sparks.

The sound of gold and iron interlacing was stirring, and the spiritual pressure from one person and one sword instantly enveloped the entire barrier.

Kisaragi Ming, who noticed this spiritual pressure, raised his eyebrows, with a bit of surprise on his face.

I originally thought that Kisuke had just entered the captain level, but judging from his current performance, he was at least a tenth level player.

Maybe even stronger.

But Nirvana didn't care about this. He was only interested in scientific matters.

To him, the Zanpakutō is just a handy tool.

As early as when Kuchiki Xianghe triggered the Zanpakutō rebellion, he had already begun to modify his Zanpakutō.

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

Fiery golden thunder burst out from Urahara Kisuke's palm, flew across the sky in an instant, and hit Sanmu's sister Benihime directly.

Dust and smoke billowed everywhere.

Judging from the law of smoke and no harm, the No. 63 Po Dao of the Po Abandon Chant should not have worked.

Urahara Kisuke seemed to be aware of this. He tapped his toes and burst out at an astonishing speed, leaving an afterimage on the spot and instantly appearing around the mountain.

boom! !

The stone pillar spikes rose from the ground and directly shattered the afterimage.

The moment Benihime's ability was activated, Urahara Kisuke was instantly at a disadvantage.

Although the Zanpakutō is a companion day and night, and is not affected by any external abilities, Benihime still always resorts to deadly attacks.

It was as if he was going to put Urahara Kisuke to death.

"Yeah, it's really dangerous."

Urahara Kisuke glanced at the protruding spikes and wiped the non-existent cold sweat.

Facts have proved that no matter how good his relationship with the Zanpakutō is, he will not know the true ability of the swastika before he truly masters the swastika.

If it hadn't been for the long-lost sense of danger just now, I might have been skewered on the spot.

"Dear Hong Ji, you know everything about me, but I know nothing about your abilities. Isn't this a bit unfair?"

Urahara Kisuke tried to use his verbal skills to get some information.

But the beautiful woman opposite didn't seem to want to answer this question. She only responded to him with a gentle and dangerous smile.

Silver light rose from the spine of the sword, intertwined with brilliant sword pressure, and slashed straight forward.

Urahara Kisuke's expression changed, and he dodged again in a flash, while not forgetting to throw out a red cannon with his backhand.

The fireball passed through long scorch marks in the air, was split in half by the pressure of the sword, and blazing flames exploded on both sides of Hong Ji's body.

Benihime's body was as light as a ghost, and she quickly came to Urahara Kisuke's side.

Without any nonsense, the blade in his hand slashed down without hesitation.

The violent spiritual pressure exploded, the air suddenly shook, and the force sank with great force, followed by a loud noise.

Urahara Kisuke held the knife in both hands, and when he was about to raise it, he was shocked to find that his body had undergone unexpected changes.

The right arm suddenly became limp, and the flesh and blood were split in the middle, as if it had been cut open by an invisible razor.

Blood spurted out from it, staining the red kimono in front of Benihime with a mottled pattern.

"Hey, this is terrible."

Niryuri sneered disdainfully, "This guy Urahara's Zanpakutō ability seems to be very powerful, and his personality is very similar to him."

"Even if it's a completely unequal battle, you still haven't informed the other party of your ability's intentions."

"How bad."

Looking at the tragic scene, Ru Yueming shook his head, but had no intention of intervening.

Defeating and making the Zanpakutō surrender is a necessary process for practicing Swastika.

If you intervene rashly, it may cause unnecessary trouble or accidents.

Anyway, in the original work, it took Urahara Kisuke three full days to defeat his Zanpakutō. This is just the beginning, so don't rush.

He still has great confidence in Urahara Kisuke.

Urahara Kisuke was very surprised by the changes in his body, but he didn't have too much fear.

He had already made sufficient preparations before using the Divine Transformation Body.

There is no need to pay attention to the injuries that are just broken flesh and blood.

Urahara Kisuke gave himself emergency treatment. He took out a small blue pill from somewhere and drank it directly. The bone-deep injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Immediately, he raised his head and stared at Hong Ji, who was still smiling not far away, with a thoughtful look in his eyes:

"Spikes will protrude from the ground where the tip of the knife touches, and the flesh of the arm affected by the spine of the knife will disintegrate."

"Exerting some kind of force on what you touch?"

"I seem to have seen through your ability, Hong Ji."

Hearing this, the corner of Hong Ji's lips raised, and a gentle voice sounded: "I only knew the enemy's ability after I was almost killed. You are slower than I expected."

"Now that the intelligence is equal, I won't be merciful in the next battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sharp blade stabbed Urahara Kisuke at an extremely tricky angle, like a slender needle.

With his previous experience, Urahara Kisuke seemed much more cautious this time.

He completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing the bayonet fight with Beniji, and instead began to use the superb Shunpo that he had learned in the second division, and started a guerrilla war in the ghost barrier.

Countless ghost ways and various gestures were performed, and for a while, the barrier was filled with brilliant light, like a grand fireworks show.

It has to be said that smart people often have many similarities.

Like Aizen and Urahara Kisuke, they are Shinigami who do not rely on Zanpakutō.

Or.

From the beginning, they recognized the constraints and limitations of the Zanpakutō on themselves.

Sure enough, I am also among the smart people.

This reminded her of her usual fighting style, Ru Yueming thought shamelessly.

The one-man-one-knife battle lasted for a long time.

It wasn't until all the supplies prepared by Urahara Kisuke were used up and he himself was seriously injured and on the verge of death that this battle showed signs of ending.

As the ruthless man penetrated the beautiful woman's chest with his knife, the puppet-like body stopped moving.

Benihime held Urahara Kisuke's blood-stained face in her hands, like an abandoned infatuated woman, her red lips pursed, as if she wanted to say something, but her strength was exhausted, and the last words were blown away by the wind.

The slender body shattered into pieces and turned into points of light, disappearing from everyone's eyes.

"Without a woman in my heart, I draw my sword to the God of Nature."

Akira Kisaragi applauded and praised, "Kisuke, you already have a bit of my style."

"After I defeat Old Man Fanshan and become the captain, I will let you take over the 11th Division!"

Hearing this, Urahara Kisuke, who was already at the end of his life, suddenly saw a black eye and fell straight down.

"I didn't expect that Kisuke couldn't bear such good news."

Ru Yueming shook his head and sighed, "I still need to work on my mentality."

Seeing his master's shameless appearance, Nirvana was too embarrassed to talk to him. He walked to Urahara Kisuke on his own, wondering where the best way to operate the knife would be.

Because during this period of time, he was immersed in research projects related to the power of the eye and couldn't extricate himself, but he couldn't figure it out.

After pondering, Nirvana decided to change the project to relax his tense brain nerves.

Fortunately, Kisaragi Akira stopped his behavior in time and did not let him dismember Urahara Kisuke on the spot.

Although Nirvana has repeatedly emphasized that it will not cause any harm to it, it is just to look at the structure of the brain.

"Do you still have a divine body?"

Ruyue Ming suddenly asked.

Nie Yuli shook his head: "Only this one, because it is still in the experimental period, so in order to prevent waste, not too many are made."

"Captain Kisaragi, do you also want to give it a try?"

Ruyue Ming nodded: "If there is a shortcut, I would naturally want to take it."

Normally, if a Shinigami with the potential to master swastika wants to successfully cultivate, it will take at least ten years.

And because Kisaragi's way of mastering Shikai is different from that of a normal Shinigami, even the sword Zen is a self-developed sacrificial sword Zen.

He was worried that if he focused on practicing Swastika, it would probably take him hundreds of years or even more.

After hearing Akira Kisaragi's words, Niryuri took out a syringe from her cuff and injected all the green liquid into Urahara Kisuke's arm.

Soon, his injuries were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Nie Yuli explained: "This is a meat supplement, specially used to repair the damaged body. However, if used for a long time, it will form dependence and lead to the collapse of the body."

"If you use it once in a while, it won't have any impact."

Ru Yueming hesitated to speak, originally he wanted Nirvana to make more copies of this patent, but who would have thought that the side effects would be so great.

Thinking back to the fact that Nirvana often transforms her body, it is a natural match for this meat supplement.

As his body recovers, Urahara Kisuke wakes up from his coma.

This time, Kisaragi Ming did not urge him immediately, but gave him enough rest time.

after all.

Even though Urahara Kisuke was young and strong and had received good training in the 11th Division, he was still almost drained by Benihime.

If you squeeze it any more, it will be somewhat inhumane.

Three days later, the energetic three people came to the back mountain of the 11th Squadron again.

A new ghost path barrier unfolds.

The first one to appear is Nirvana, because Kisuke Urahara has undergone a new round of transformation of the Tenshin Body.

In order to prevent accidents, it was decided to let Nirvana try it first.

Soon, a huge worm with the baby's head appeared in front of everyone.

The ugly appearance can't help but make people lose their SAN value. It forms a very sharp contrast with Urahara Kisuke's Benihime.

On the contrary, Nirvana was very satisfied with the appearance of killing Ksitigarbha.

Then, under the gaze of two stunned eyes, he took out the explosive device implanted in the Zanpakutō and staged a self-destruction of the Zanpakutō in the Kidō barrier.

Like a balloon being pricked by a needle, a loud noise erupted the moment the skin swelled.

The thick plasma splashed wantonly, and bright red flesh and blood fragments fell like a rainstorm, directly paving a thick layer on the ground.

"Urahara, you can add this setting to the data."

The Nirvana that was wrapped in spiritual pressure was not stained by a single drop of blood and was as clean as ever. "The transformed Zanpakutō uses the Tenshin Body, and its transformed part will not produce any fluctuations."

Hearing this, Urahara Kisuke only felt toothache.

Why is there no normal person around him?

Which good person would be so cruel to his Zanpakutō?

After sighing heavily, he looked at Ruyue Ming beside him, moved the human form behind him to the front, and gestured:

"Master Palace Secretary, it's your turn."

Kisaragi Akira grinned, pulled out his Zanpakutō, and stabbed straight into the Zenshin Body.

The next moment, the Zanpakutō shattered!