Chapter 72
Yamamoto Genryūsai's peripheral vision caught the green light from the wound on his abdomen, and he understood instantly.
"Old geezer, I'm taking your head!"
Hollow White took advantage of his distraction and shot an arrow at his head.
Unexpectedly, the opponent dodged without even looking.
"What!"
"How can mere bestiality defeat me?"
Bang!
Another punch.
Hollow White couldn't dodge because Yamamoto Genryūsai used "Rikujō Kōrō."
Before he could break free, Yamamoto Genryūsai used the hand holding his sword to strike his face.
Suddenly.
A sound like tearing cloth came.
"Hmm?"
Yamamoto Genryūsai looked at the wound on his right wrist, which was almost severed.
"Remarkable, counter-attacking the moment I attacked... Was it bestiality? It seems not."
Seeing the opponent's eyes return to normal as he fell, he keenly perceived the truth.
"Then it's even more necessary to defeat you here."
As this thought flashed through his mind, he had already caught up to Ichigo.
He grabbed him by the throat.
No matter how Ichigo struggled, he wouldn't let go; the slashes from the bow of light were also dodged by a tilt of his head, which could only be described as effortless.
Then the two accelerated their descent to the ground like a meteor.
Boom!
Shimiya Takeru burst through the wall made of Undead, looked up, and saw dust rising a hundred zhang, and the spiritual pressure belonging to Ichigo rapidly decreasing in his perception.
Seeing this, he no longer hesitated.
He immediately rushed to the landing site.
When Shimiya Takeru arrived at the scene, what he saw was Ichigo, who had been forced out of his Bankai state, lying on the ground, unconscious.
It was probably due to falling from a high altitude and hitting his head directly on the ground.
Coupled with the spiritual pressure impact, this result occurred.
"Kid, it's your turn!"
The battle had dragged on for too long.
Soul Society's moisture was evaporating in large quantities.
This was also why Yamamoto Genryūsai targeted Ichigo first.
Now, he had successfully dealt with one.
The other also rushed to provide support.
The timing was just right.
"Slash!"
Shimiya Takeru, who had just landed, could barely see the sword's trace.
After Yamamoto Genryūsai learned of his "defense power," he was no longer afraid of accidentally obliterating both armor and person, so after a brief assessment, he gripped his sword with both hands, displaying the essence of swordsmanship with "Higashi: Nata no Tachi."
And this long-planned strike.
Indeed, it broke through the armor's endurance limit.
It immediately cracked and disintegrated, revealing the main body's form.
A gruesome sword wound also suddenly appeared on his shoulder blade.
"Kid, is this..."
"It's over...!"
It wasn't Yamamoto Genryūsai who said the latter half of the sentence.
It was Shimiya Takeru, who should have exited his Bankai state and been at his mercy.
As for the reason.
Yamamoto Genryūsai also noticed it.
"This is...!"
He looked down at his chest.
There was a very peculiar light mark there.
It was like... a sword cut.
Strangely familiar.
Apparently, it was the same trajectory as the sword that shattered the armor?
Shimiya Takeru's hand rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his spiritual pressure, which had been declining, instantly increased a hundredfold.
This massive, unimaginable torrent of spiritual pressure was firmly bound by his body.
As a result, his whole body was glowing, dazzlingly bright.
Like a god possessed, a Buddha manifesting.
This state was Endonemī's Shikai ability.
Clang.
The sound of the scabbard opening and closing suddenly rang out.
An exquisitely stunning sword light entered Yamamoto Genryūsai's eyes.
"You didn't target me, but chose Ichigo, also fearing that you would waste more time on me... To be precise, were you worried that I was hiding other information?"
"As expected of the Captain Commander, you guessed correctly."
"My Bankai is both offensive and defensive; not only can its spiritual pressure hardness be used for offense and defense, but its special ability is also the same... Whoever breaks my armor will have the same mark on them... This forces me to switch from Bankai to Shikai state, and the next strike will hit the mark one hundred percent, no matter what."
Shimiya Takeru looked at the old man swept away by the sword light, panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat, his eyes dim, already looking exhausted.
But not long after.
A strange noise came from the ruins not far away.
A scarred figure stood up stubbornly, the scorched long sword in his hand regaining its usual translucency, and the spiritual pressure on his body was no longer as terrifying as before.
The destruction of Soul Society stopped.
"..."
Shimiya Takeru sighed at the sight.
There was no surprise on his face.
His opponent, however, reacted strongly, glaring at him and questioning:
"Why did you use the flat of your blade!"
"Because I don't want to kill someone who has always shown me mercy."
Shimiya Takeru shook his head.
"So I thought, knocking you out would be enough... But I didn't expect your vitality to be so tenacious... No, rather than vitality, it's willpower."
"Precisely."
Yamamoto Genryūsai walked down the ruins step by step, a bone-deep sword wound on his chest, just like Shimiya Takeru's, his eyes weary but still full of oppressive power.
"This old man will only die in battle; he will never collapse from exhaustion and watch enemies harm Soul Society."
"So, kid... it's over."
"Yes, Brother Kurosaki and I are both out of strength, so..."
Shimiya Takeru walked directly to Ichigo, helped him up, and turned to leave.
"The rest is up to you."
"Oh~ you've worked hard~"
Yamamoto Genryūsai's eyes widened, looking with some disbelief at the leisurely man in the straw hat who suddenly appeared.
Not only that.
"Need help, Shimiya-kun?"
A white-haired man also arrived.
"No thanks, everyone, save your strength to hold back the Captain Commander; he looks like he can use Bankai one more time."
"It's fine, it's fine~ You didn't arrive at the designated meeting point, plus the fight was too intense before, making it hard for us to intervene. Now, although the old man is even angrier and more terrifying, don't worry, just leave it to us~"
Kyoraku Shunsui had an apologetic smile on his face.
After he finished speaking, two more people appeared from other directions.
They formed an unbreakable triangular formation with Kyōraku and Ukitake.
In Shimiya Takeru's opinion.
Saying "unbreakable" was even an understatement.
Because the two people who had just appeared.
Were also Captain-level masters at least.
Yamamoto Genryūsai was both furious and astonished.
"Urahara... Kisuke."
"And, Aizen Sōsuke?"
One was a major criminal of Soul Society who had escaped.
The other was a Captain on whom he had placed high hopes.
Even if his two disciples rebelled, he always believed they would stand firm like him.
Unexpectedly... it was a continuous lineage.
He had truly misjudged.
But comparatively, his two rebellious disciples openly shielding and colluding with the ryoka were even more disappointing.
"You four bastards!"
Yamamoto Genryūsai was enraged, his spiritual pressure roaring, and the surrounding temperature rising sharply.
"This really doesn't look like the state someone who has fought a fierce battle should be in."
Urahara Kisuke secretly glanced at Aizen, a bitter smile in his heart.
What kind of situation was this?
If he had known that Ukitake's mention of strong reinforcements referred to Aizen, he wouldn't have thought, "It seems pretty good to cooperate with two open-minded Captains," and then half-heartedly agreed, he should have just run away directly!
On the other side, Aizen also glanced at Urahara Kisuke.
"Captain Kyōraku indeed didn't kill him, but he didn't completely let him go either... Instead, he called him to fight the Captain Commander together. Was it a whim, fearing that only the three of us wouldn't be enough? What a cautious man."
In any case, with four Captains gathered now.
Shimiya Takeru no longer needed to worry.
After receiving a look from his teacher, he confidently took Ichigo and Shunpoed away from the scene.
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