Chōjirō nervously gripped the knife in his hand, staring at the man in front of him. This man was too weird. Not only did he live in the Hueco Mundo, but he even treated Hollows as prey. By the way, I heard that the stronger the Hollow, the smaller the reminder. Could this be the legendary Vasto Lorde?
When Chōjirō thought of this, his face became even uglier. If he really met Vasto Lorde, wouldn't he be dead?
"Kid, I'm asking you a question." the man said coldly. His voice was hoarse and made people feel very uncomfortable. Chōjirōsaid with a stiff face, "I am the vice-captain of the 1st Squadron of the Gotei 13. Chōjirōki, may I ask why you are here?"
The man looked at Chōjirōwith a very cold look: "Gotei 13? I've never heard of it, but judging from your spiritual pressure, you should be a shinigami! Why would a shinigami appear in a place like this?"
"I came to Hueco Mundo to defeat the Hollows..." Before Chōjirōcould finish his words, the man showed a very sarcastic smile on his face.
"Defeat Hollows? Save you? You'll probably pee your pants if you see Hollow!" The man strode over.
Chōjirōdidn't know what the other party wanted to do. He looked at him very vigilantly and heard the man say coldly, "Since you dare to enter Hueco Mundo alone, it means you think you have some ability, right? I haven't met an opponent for a long time. You practice with me. If you can survive from my hands, I will believe you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning in the air, and Chōjirōperformed a flash step and instantly came behind the man, stabbing the back of the man's head with the rapier in his hand.
During this period, Chōjirōhas been training with Detou Yamabuki and Unohana. Although his spiritual pressure cannot reach the top level, after this period of life and death torture, Chōjirōki's combat awareness has been greatly improved, especially since Detou Yamabuki once said that when fighting, never show mercy to the enemy, as that will cost you your life.
Therefore, Chōjirōki's first move was a killing move. If the man couldn't detect Chōjirōki's surprise attack, his head would be pierced in one move.
However, just as the sword in Chōjirōki's hand was about to touch the back of the opponent's head, the man disappeared like a ghost.
Sumire Chojiro clearly felt that the other party was coming behind him, and his speed was much faster than his own!
"Hmm? You have some skills!" The man watched Chōjirō's sudden attack calmly. Chōjirō turned his feet, made a 180-degree turn, and stabbed the enemy's throat with a backhanded sword. However, just like before, just when his sword was about to touch the opponent's throat, the enemy disappeared instantly.
"But it's far from enough." The man's voice came from behind Suzu Chojiro. Suzu Chojiro turned around again, and beads of sweat were already oozing out of his forehead. The enemy's strength was so strong that he could never compare to it at the moment.
"What? Is this all your strength?" the middle-aged man asked with some disappointment.
Suzu Chojiro took a deep breath and said, "My strength is far more than this. If you can take my next attack, I will admit defeat!"
The man looked at Suzu Chojiro with interest, only to see Suzu Chojiro suddenly put his hands on the ground and chant in a low voice, "Binding Method Twenty-one, Red Smoke Escape!"
There was insufficient light underground to begin with, and with the red smoke bomb, how could the man see Chōjirōki?
Chōjirō clearly remembered what Yamabuki said: If you can win, fight; if you can't, run away; there is nothing shameful in a strategic retreat.
Since you have already determined that your strength is far inferior to that of the opponent, why don't you run away?
At first the man thought that Chōjirōwas planning a sneak attack, but he soon discovered that it was not the case. The guy was not planning to launch a sneak attack but to escape.
Instead of being angry, the man became even happier. Being able to clearly see the gap in strength between himself and his enemy was a skill in itself.
Those who think they are passionate but are actually killed instantly by the enemy as soon as they go up are the real fools.
A real battle is never about two sides standing there and fighting each other in a Hollywood-style manner but involves all kinds of calculations, probing, finding the enemy's weaknesses, and so on.
The most perfect teaching material is how Aizen used the Fire Extinguishing Prince to seal Ryujin Jakka.
War is war, it's a life-and-death struggle, so what's equality or inequality? If you really want to pursue fairness, why don't you go to the Colosseum and fight wild beasts with your bare hands?
What? You want weapons? Wouldn't it be unfair to the beasts to have weapons?
Therefore, Chōjirō followed the instructions carefully and ran away immediately when he realized that he could not defeat the enemy.
The man had a grim smile on his face. Run? Can you run away?
The man raised the huge sword in his hand and slashed at the smoke. The powerful sword pressure directly blew away the red smoke.
And the figure of Chōjirōhas been completely led into the darkness.
"What I like most is the game of cat and mouse, but unfortunately these guys are too stupid!" The man laughed and walked into the darkness.
As he ran, Chōjirō looked for the whereabouts of Yamabuki Teitō: "Where on earth did Brother Yamabuki go? Why does he always fail at the most critical moment?"
When he first met Yamabuki, Yamabuki gave him a very unreliable feeling.
"Found it! I am very familiar with this place. I won't get lost even with my eyes closed!" The man's voice came from not far away. Chōjirōactually knew that he couldn't run away. The other party was more familiar with the terrain here than him and was faster than him. He just wanted to increase the distance between the two sides and buy time for him to chant the ghost way.
"The thundering chariot, the cracks in the spinning wheel, the light clusters gathered and split into six after despair, the sixty-one of the binding path, the six-rod light prison!"
Six light blades instantly fixed the man's body from six directions, and the man's movements paused slightly.
"Success!" Chōjirō was excited. What his elder brother Yamabuki and he said was true. The weak are not absolutely unable to defeat the strong.
Chōjirōseized this tiny opportunity, instantly stepped in front of the man, and stabbed the man's throat with a sword.
Just when Chōjirō thought he had succeeded, the smile on his face suddenly froze because he found that his sword could not pierce the opponent's skin at all.
The man showed a ferocious smile: "Your magic is so strange! I have never seen it before. But you are too weak. If you don't have a strong body, you can't exert your original strength even if you have powerful skills!"
Brother Yamabuki, you are lying. How can a weak person defeat a strong person?
"Little boy, I've had enough fun, you can go die now!" The man raised the large sword in his hand and slashed at Chōjirō!
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