I Bound Aizen

Chapter 59:

After playing for a while, Aizen found that Yu Mikami seemed to be keeping his hand on purpose.

Although he didn't understand what Yu Mikami was doing, it wasn't what he wanted.

If he and Yu Mikami changed positions, what would Yu Mikami say at this time?

After frowning and thinking for two seconds, Aizen looked at Yu Mikami who was on the verge of OB—

"Hands are so soft, haven't you eaten?"

Mikami Yu: "?"

Looking at Aizen who had no expression on his face, he couldn't help being amused.

Good guy, you have to be ridiculed for giving yourself the limelight?

Can this be tolerated?

Under Aizen's gaze, Yu Mikami suddenly seemed to be a different person.

He swung Zanpakuto, as if he wanted to kill Wusuke Kenpachi, and suppressed it directly.

The terrifying spiritual pressure, like a tsunami erupting, washed away layer by layer!

Seeing Yu Mikami's changes, Aizen raised the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, there are benefits to taking things slow now and then.

Then, he pursed his lips again.

Unexpectedly, Mikami Yu, the speed at which Reiatsu improved, caught up with him again.

He even had some doubts, Mikami Yu's ability wouldn't make his own Reiatsu level the same as others'?

But then, he threw away this guess.

If Yu Mikami really has this ability, it would be great to directly synchronize with a high-ranking captain.

He often goes in and out of a team, and he can meet so many captains, and he can sync up with any one of them, and he is better than himself.

Thinking of this, Aizen felt a little ashamed.

Seeing that Mikami Yu had the same progress rate as himself, his first thought was to doubt the gold content of this effort.

Soyousuke, you are not someone who can afford to lose.

The corners of Aizen's mouth raised slightly.

Since the spiritual pressure progresses at the same speed, let's compare the chopping technique!

He swung Zanpakuto and charged into the battle group.

Wuzhu Jianba was a little flustered.

Mikami Yuu, Aizen Soyousuke.

Ibon is just a student of Mao, not even an official death.

Another little person whose name he had never heard of even though he didn't know him.

Such two guys actually completely suppressed themselves!

Obviously I have already solved it, my spiritual pressure is heavy, and my skills are fierce, but I can't beat the two students!

Moreover, I don't know if it's my illusion... The battle between these two guys and me is not life and death at all.

Instead... race on yourself!

The moment this thought came up, Wusuke Kenpachi suddenly felt humiliated.

I am the captain of the eleventh team, the captain who is responsible for the battle!

How could he be bullied by two young people? !

With a roar, he raised his spiritual pressure and increased his output.

As a result, the two people on the opposite side were happier, and pressed back with a bigger increase than him.

Then, Wusuke Jianpachi stared.

This guy Mikami Yu suddenly became high while he was playing, he threw the Zanpakuto casually, and directly punched it!

The most outrageous thing is that after throwing the knife, this guy is actually more threatening than before.

Every time he swung his fist, he felt a strong sense of crisis.

Just when he was fully guarding against Yu Mikami's fist, his eyes suddenly blurred.

Yu Mikami in front of him seemed to be Aizen.

Wusuke Kenpachi hurriedly looked aside, wanting to give priority to defense against Yu Mikami's fist.

In the next second, an explosive impact came from the side of his Zanpakutō—

Chapter 71 Aizen's melancholy

The blood volume of the **** of death is generally very thick.

Normal people are pierced, or a big **** is opened, and they basically die soon.

But for the **** of death, a mere fatal injury can be cured and he can live.

For example, in later generations, a well-known meat shield of the fifth team was stabbed several times, and he was still alive and well after being discharged from the hospital.

Aizen knew this very well, so he used the mirror to confuse Wuzhu, just to disrupt the battle situation and expand his own advantage.

But then, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

The moment Wusuke Kenpachi showed his flaws, Yu Mikami's aura suddenly changed.

For a moment, even Aizen couldn't help but look sideways at the dangerous aura emanating from him.

Facing the side of Wusujian Bazhanpakutō, Mikami Yuu opened his eyes wide, his pupils firmly locked on the position he was going to hit.

Then, he punched out.

Fist, fell on the knife.

One weight!

Almost at the same time, but with a little distance, the shadow that was completely integrated with Mikami Yuu also made the exact same attack—

double!

Double and one bone!

boom! !

The white spiritual pressure air wave, with Wuzhu as the tip, rushes out a streamlined air explosion cloud several kilometers in length!

Under Aizen's surprised gaze, Gosuke flew upside down and crashed into a mountain like a cannonball.

Huge "crushed rocks" with a diameter of several meters were directly covered with dust, and were scattered everywhere by the collapse.

Looking at the white steam coming out of Yu Mikami's fist, Aizen suddenly thought of something.

"...Is this the one you said earlier, the multiple stack?"

Mikami let out a long breath, calming down the surging spiritual pressure in his body.

"The principle is similar, but there is a trick in the usage, and it is made with Zanpakuto."

While explaining to Aizen, he raised his hand and looked at it.

For that punch just now, he intentionally restrained some of his strength, instead of punching out all at once like last time.

Sure enough, the injury on his hand this time was much lighter than before.

Probably just a torn muscle, plus a mild fracture of two phalanxes.

Injuries of this level do not require Hell Hot Springs, and Captain Unohana can easily heal them.

Thinking of this, Yu Mikami suddenly felt that he should also spend time studying some answers.

You can't bring a few fourth divisions with you every time you go out to fight.

While thinking, he opened his hand to the Zanpakutō stuck in the ground in the distance.

Under the Zanpakuto, the shadow suddenly moved.

rub!

The Zanpakuto stuck in the ground flew up from the ground as if being thrown by a catapult, and fell into Mikami Yu's hand in a whirl.

Holding the flying Zanpakuto, Yu Mikami swiped lightly in front of him and made a pose.

"How about it, Soyousuke, isn't this handsome sword taker?"

Aizen glanced at him, but said nothing.

He wanted to tell Yu Mikami that if he wanted to be handsome, he could consider not speaking for the rest of his life.

But after thinking about it, this guy can't do it 100%, so he just doesn't waste his tongue.

Stepping on Shunpo, the two came to the sky above the place where Wusuke Jianpachi fell.

Aizen waved his hand, and the smoke dispersed.

Seeing Wusu Jianpachi's appearance, his pupils shrank slightly.

Wuzhu Jianba was lying in the big pit with an expression of disbelief on his face.

His eyes were fixed on his Zanpakuto.

A deep crack was gradually expanding on the knife.

Click, click.

Five Assistant Sword Eight Hands trembled a little.

He desperately injected the spiritual pressure into the Zanpakuto to maintain the stability of the latter.

Aizen took a deep look at Yu Mikami.

In the state of swastika, once the Zanpakuto is destroyed, it will be irreversibly damaged.

Not only will the knife be damaged, but the power of Reaper himself will also be reduced.

Because of this, the Zanpakuto in the state of 卍解 is outrageously strong.

It is one of the hardest substances in the world.

Mikami Yu, actually broke Xie Jie's knife with one punch?

As if guessing Aizen's thoughts, Mikami Yuu shook his head and said, "Before I punched him, our two continuous attacks had already fatigued his sword metal."

"The last punch was just the last big tree that crushed the camel."

Aizen: "..."

Ignoring Mikami Yu's shameless speech, he came to Wusuke Kenpachi.

It seems that his arrival disturbed Wuzhu Jianpachi's mind.

One failed to stabilize, and the blade snapped completely into two pieces.

Looking at his broken sword, Gosuke let out a miserable cry.

Seeing Wusuke's miserable appearance, a trace of disgust flashed in Aizen's eyes.

Although he is not in the right position, he is still a captain anyway, so why can't he behave a little better at a time like this?

At this moment, under his gaze, Wusuke Kenpachi suddenly thought of something.

He raised his head suddenly, showing a weird smile.

"Forget it, I'm not leaving."

"I lost my swastika, even if I go back alive, I can only be treated as an abandoned child."