DC New Krypton

Aizen is disappointed with Masaki Seinosuke.

With just one move, Haier directly used the impact force gathered from one of the broken paths to stab the hand guard and shook the hand holding the sword. The rope was scattered, and the tiger's mouth cracked and blood flowed.

If it weren't for the fact that there weren't really any good talents available, Aizen wouldn't have chosen someone like Masaki Seinosuke.

Masaki Makinosuke is nothing but loyal in Aizen's eyes.

And Aizen is someone who doesn't care about loyalty.

Whether loyal or not, it makes no difference to Aizen.

He has the confidence to control the abilities of his subordinates.

On the contrary, what Aizen cares more about is the ability of his subordinates.

For example, the Haile in front of me is extremely perfect, impeccable.

This kind of spirit control technique is simply the icing on the cake for his research.

"Yes, Aizen-sama."

Masaki Seinosuke's face showed a look of shame. He did not expect that he would be even worse than Uraka Ichiro. With just one move, Haile broke the rhythm and way he had been fighting.

The blood dripping from the tiger's mouth made him clearly realize that his spiritual pressure was stronger than Haier's, but in a fight, he was really no match for Haier.

There was some anger in his heart, angry that Haile had made him so embarrassed in front of Lord Aizen.

"Next, there's no hope for you, kid!"

Masaki Seinosuke's face was solemn, and he held the shallow knife tightly with his bloody palm. He held it upright in front of his eyes, and chanted on the side of the blade: "Those who are bound to death have no way to escape - bind the dead and hang them upside down!"

The shallow blow on Masaki Makoto's assistant began to unravel. Under the white light, the sword blade turned into three gray ropes like poisonous snakes, twisting towards the sky.

The Death Tyrant Armor on his body fluttered and made a hunting sound. Spiritual pressure five times more powerful than before emitted like a hurricane shock wave, sweeping through the area and making the surrounding leaves rustle.

Haile narrowed his eyes. This was the first time he saw Asada Hajime interpreting it as a Zanpakutō.

Masaki Seinosuke's spiritual pressure was about 70 times stronger than his own just now, and now he is twice as powerful again, multiplied by 5.

Just in terms of comparison of spiritual pressure, Masaki Seinosuke is already 350 times stronger than Haier.

The power gained after the initial solution is astonishing.

It's not at the same level as before.

"No matter how delicate the technique is, it will be in vain in front of an incomprehensible god of death."

Masaki Seinosuke was confident again, thinking that he was just careless.

How could any ordinary person be able to compete with the shinigami?

This abundant power of primordial understanding is unmatched by any ordinary person.

Masaki Seinosuke's steps were steady, and he walked in the direction of Haile step by step. The oppressive spiritual pressure was like a high-rise building leaning down. He held the hilt of the knife that tied the deceased upside down with sharp eyes. The three sword blades turned into twisted gray ropes. The feeling spread, and he said coldly: "Bind him, hang him, tie the dead man and hang him upside down!"

After Masaki Seinosuke finished speaking, the three gray ropes turned into swords twisted in excitement, like hungry snakes smelling delicious food. They twisted the ropes, stretched thirty meters, and shot in the direction of Haer.

Three venomous snake-like ropes broke through the air and stabbed Hor.

‘Bang bang bang’

The shallow sword held by Haer cut through three blades of light and struck the head of the rope. When the shallow sword in his hand collided with the rope, a sound suddenly came from the sword.

"Call my name..."

A vague sound was transmitted into his mind from the light blow on Haile's hand.

Haile glanced at his shallow attack.

"Are you kidding? To deal with this kind of thing, I need your knife to show up?" Haile suddenly smiled and said, the light blow on his hand was written into his own spirit and belief. Now there is already a kind of unwillingness to still use the knife. The feeling of coming out of your own hands.

No one knows himself better than Hale.

From the moment he gets the light strike, he writes his own spirit and belief into it. This light strike is already a weapon that belongs to him and will follow him in the future.

The weapon responded to him all the time, eager to appear, eager to see Hail, eager for Hail to call him, eager for Hail to need her.

Haile's response seemed to be transmitted to Qianda, who calmed down.

Aizen saw this scene from a distance, his eyebrows straightened slightly, and Tong Kongouchi was very surprised.

How long did it take for him to get a shallow beating from Ichiro Uraka?

Is the written spirit and belief enough for Qian Da to start responding?

This is too fast.

Unless, he is a person who understands his own heart better than anyone else, has an extremely clear understanding of himself, goes deep into his own soul, and understands why he is his own person.

The hole in Aizen's black-framed glasses has begun to flash with a dangerous tone.

This means that the child in front of him may not be able to be controlled by himself.

He is so special.

More genius than myself.

"If that's all, then let's get it over with."

The light of Haier's sword flashed, and under the sunlight, it lit up with a magnificent dark red light, making the defense airtight.

Even with a force that was five times stronger than before Shijie, it could not defeat the light and shadow of Haier's sword. Haier's ability to release force and exert force was something that could not be explained by any peak.

That was the most reasonable way of arranging the combination of microscopic spirits. Even if it was a Shinigami, there was no way to break through his defensive sword light.

Just like ordinary carbon atoms, they can be combined into carbon from microscopic arrangements, or they can be combined into diamonds with the highest hardness.

It’s not that Masaki Makinosuke is too weak.

Any Shinigami who can solve the problem is worthy of a seat in the squad, which already ranks above 90% in the Soul Society.

However, in the face of Haier, these ordinary physical attacks, which can rely on the physical power of the solid structure formed by the spirit sons, have no way to match him.

Only some weird and strange abilities can affect Haier.

Masaki Makinosuke is not included in this list.

"Really, let's end it then." Masaki Seinosuke was still full of confidence and had already walked ten meters in front of Haier, with a calm face and raised the corners of his mouth.

The Death Binding Hanging is a physical weapon for close combat. With various attack methods, almost no one can escape from the rope cage.

The three gray ropes that were struck by the light of the sword became more and more strange and strengthened as Masaki Seinosuke approached.

"End it. The Dead Binding Abyss." Masaki Seinosuke sneered with the corner of his mouth raised, walking towards Haile with a quick step, waving the Dead Binding in his hand and hanging upside down, the three ropes formed like a whirlpool abyss, rolling up nearby The dead leaves and green grass surrounded Haer's figure inside.

"it's over."

Masaki Seinosuke smiled faintly at the corners of his lips, looking at Haile in the abyss of the dead, about to be bound to death.

With the strength of Haier's spiritual pressure, once tied to death, it is absolutely impossible to break free.

He was convinced.

Suddenly.

The corners of his mouth froze.

The figure of Hor in the Deadly Binding Abyss is penetrated by three ropes and is a phantom.

Masaki Seinosuke's eyes suddenly widened, and he fell down without feeling his neck. Before he fell, he heard clapping.

When his head fell off, he saw Haile standing behind him, facing Lord Aizen.

"When... was it Shunpo... who cut off his own head without any emotion at all?"

Masaki Seinosuke looked at Haer's back with confused eyes. The dead leaves rolled up by the three ropes scattered and began to fall, burying his headless body spurting blood.

Before his consciousness completely darkened, he heard Aizen clapping and speaking.

"What a shocking control skill. In Soul Society, your Hakuda Kendo skills are the strongest I have ever seen." Aizen sighed.

The child in front of him was really the best person he had ever seen who could control spirits.

Even without using the first solution, it is enough to rely on the super spirit control skills to arrange the sharpest blade from the microscopic level and kill the god of death who has opened the first solution. No matter who comes to see it, they will be shocked.

This is a battle that is 350 times stronger than oneself. In the eyes of others, it is an impossible battle to win.

But he won, and easily.

Masaki Seinosuke has no way to match him.

Unless he has the spiritual pressure to completely destroy the spirit structure he built from the beginning, any stalemate and confrontation with him will be defeated by his power to build different spirit structures.

Among those who possess this kind of spiritual pressure is Aizen.

"Haijie, let me see how far your ability has reached." Aizen sighed and said. He was very curious about what Haile's Hail, who had such fine control over the spirit, would be like.

What a brilliant beginning?

"Why don't you let me see your explanation first?" Haile said calmly while holding a shallow blow.

Aizen was slightly startled.

Unexpectedly, there would be people who wanted to see my first interpretation.

He smiled, slowly pulled out the Zanpakutō from his waist, and said:

"as you wish."