Kurosaki

"It really surprises me that after all this time, you're still able to suppress the void by your own will."

The man's hair was combed meticulously, and his sharp eyes were full of interest and inquiry.

"For this reason, Captain Aizen, you really took great pains." The blue-haired boy was indifferent, with an expression of indifference that repulsed people thousands of miles away.

Without bothering about titles, Aizen's eyes flickered: "Did I ever tell you that you and I are the same kind?"

"Because of Zanpakuto's similar ability?" The boy sneered disdainfully: "Or something else? I remember, I don't have such a bad character like Captain Aizen!"

"No, you have ambition, the same ambition as mine - I can read this from the depths of your pupils. You are a born king. Are you interested in standing proudly on the throne of the sky with me?" Lan Ran stretched out her slender and fair hand to the young man, and that hand seemed to be holding an unparalleled power, controlling the whole world.

"Arrogance." The young man spit out these two words from his thin lips, and looked back at Lan Ran calmly: "Don't tell me, you don't know what the word king means. In the end, only one person can stand on the throne." .”

Because of this, the temptation to become king is so great.If there is someone who can stand up to the king, then the king can no longer be called a king.

Aizen closed his eyes, a heavy vortex suddenly spread out with him as a heart, Yukimura suddenly felt that the gravity on his body seemed to be dozens of times higher than at home, and the bones were crushed to the point where creaking sounds could be heard.

Big drops of sweat dripped from the tip of his forehead, he barely maintained his standing posture, and once again looked at the man in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze.

Is this... the real Aizen?

It's not that he hasn't faced his spiritual pressure before, it's just that when he was in the world of corpses and souls, the pressure he felt was not that deep at all.

Maybe it's because Kurosaki Ichigo and the others helped share the pressure, or maybe... this man didn't use his full strength at all!

Sure enough, not relying on anyone, fighting alone is the best way to recognize one's own strength and reality.The current him is not Aizen's opponent at all.

A light mixed with distortion and unwillingness flashed across Xingcun's eyes, a strange red light flashed in his beautiful purple eyes as clear as the sky, it was not enough, he wanted to become stronger, he wanted to become stronger than anyone else All strong!

At this moment, Aizen withdrew his coercion, and there was a gentle and considerate smile on his lips. If it wasn't for the heavy oppression of spiritual power just now, perhaps even Yukimura would have thought he was a Very nice guy.

What a deep and terrifying disguise.

"I won't take back what I said just now, it's always valid. When you think it over clearly, you can come to Xuye Palace to find me." The light words passed over his head, and Yukimura only felt his arms and thighs were sore and swollen.An understatement, and a soft-hearted one, in the blink of an eye, the result of this confrontation was already clear.

At the moment of passing by, Aizen said: "Your disguise... I have seen through all of it. You have suppressed the illusion and illusion of peace maintained in front of Kurosaki and the others. Until now, it is finally approaching the limit right?"

As soon as the voice fell, something shattered, and the red light instantly filled the boy's entire eyeballs, which were filled with dangerous light. A white skeleton mask was worn on the boy's timeless and jade-like face, making people look terrifying .

On the boy's slender body, something surged restlessly in the kimono, and soon, a white tail sprang out.The tail seemed to have sensed the owner's irritability, and it was flicking back and forth in place at the moment, stirring up grains of sand.

Feeling the riot of the spiritual power of the people behind him, Aizen didn't say anything, turned and left.

If he can't even survive this level, then this young man is not worthy of his attention.

The inner world gradually collapsed, and the handsome face wearing a mask became a little distorted due to the squeeze and confrontation of force, but the boy's eyes always maintained a certain degree of clarity.

Aizen, you don't understand, tennis and loved ones... what I want has always been so simple.

************************* As if caught in a never-ending arena, standing opposite him was an existence exactly like himself, except—— That 'self' is completely white.

Yukimura pursed his lips and raised his vigilance, he could even feel the killing and malice from another 'self'.

Bai Xing was holding a tennis racket in his hand at this time, and he grabbed it with his arm to the side, and pulled out a small yellow ball out of nowhere. Yukimura's fighting spirit.

He frowned and forgot to take a look at Bai Xing in front of him, what exactly does this bird want to do?Could it be that it can also play tennis?

As if feeling what Yukimura was thinking, Bai Xing grinned: "Don't doubt, I can do everything you know. I also have all your abilities! I'm even stronger than you! So, you don't have this at all. Qualification has been occupying the control of the body! Since you like this game, then, let's start with the game and defeat you!"

Yukimura's eyes turned slightly cold. In terms of tennis, no one has ever been so presumptuous in front of him: "Big words!"

"Drink!" Bai Xing hit the ball like lightning, the movement was so fast that even Yukimura couldn't react.

"15 to 0!" It wasn't until Bai Xing smiled wickedly and announced the result with satisfaction, that Xingmura turned around and looked at the little tennis ball that passed by him in disbelief.

Just by looking at the air waves brought by the ball and the marks it made on the ground from a distance, one can judge the power contained in the ball.This is simply not something humans can do!

There was a slight pain on the left side of the cheek, and Yukimura reached out to touch it, and it bled.

It seems that even without using any other weapons, it is not so easy for him to completely suppress the inner weakness in front of him!This game is not just as simple as an ordinary tennis match!

Seeing that the opponent does not lose his own skills, Yukimura is rarely inspired to fight.

"30 to 0!"

"40 to 0!"

"The game is over!"

…………

Soon, Bai Xing played three rounds in a row.His movements are not fancy, but his basic skills are extremely solid. Every ball can fall to the most suitable place, and every ball contains indescribable huge energy.

The person in front of him, no matter where he hits, no matter what trick he uses, he seems to be able to predict in advance to fight back fiercely.Those moves that were always invincible in the past were as powerless as a child in front of him. Yukimura panted heavily, sweat dripped from his forehead, and passed through his eyes, confusing his vision for an instant, and gradually brought along the rest of his perception. become dull.

Whether it is the state of selflessness, or the extinction of the five senses...it is useless in front of this emptiness, and it is just a waste of one's physical strength in vain.

Another ball was swiped violently, Yukimura ran to the spot where the ball landed, just about to catch the ball, he unexpectedly flew out with the racket.

Severe pain came from the head, at this moment, Yukimura was clenching his teeth, the iris-blue head was hanging on the ground, blood was left from the white forehead, which looked shocking.

His face, elbows, and knee joints had bruises of varying degrees, and he was even more miserable than those who had competed against Akaya Kirihara in his demon state.

Actually...is there such a huge disparity in strength?At that moment, Yukimura had a feeling that the person in front of him was invincible.It was as if a heavy mountain was pressed in front of him, crushing all his pride and hopes bit by bit.

"Do you only have this level of level? It seems that the so-called king Lihai three in a row is nothing more than that!" Bai Xing's lips showed a gentle smile that was exactly the same as Yukimura's, but his mouth was ruthless. hit.

It's really... an unprecedented embarrassment!

"Aren't you obsessed with winning? Now, you're about to lose! Don't worry, after I win control of my body, I will take part in that competition instead of you. Although that kind of thing is very important to me It’s pretty boring.”

Feeling the extreme anger coming from the other end, Bai Xing said: "How is it? Do you feel that the surrounding senses have faded to negligible? This is your good move, to eliminate the five senses. By yourself How does it feel to be able to deal with my unique move? I really want to know, but anyway, no matter what I say now, you can’t hear it.”

"So, the game is over, Kitty."

I can't see, hear, or touch anything... The whole person seems to be placed in a pure dark world, only a little consciousness in the mind still exists, so that I will not completely become a walking dead.

I can no longer feel the warmth of the sun, can no longer hear the sound of a tennis ball hitting the ground, can no longer touch the racket to make myself feel full and happy, everything is lost in the darkness, endless, unknown When will it be the end... I can only curl up in a small corner, unable to contact anyone, unable to communicate with anyone, only death-like silence and coldness around me!

Desperate loneliness and darkness!

This is...his tennis ball?A tennis ball created to win?Tennis that erases all hope for your opponent?He has been guarding such a thing?

It's cruel, whether it's for the enemy or for yourself.

Yukimura knows that now he is stuck in a hurdle, if he cannot take this crucial step, he will not be able to defeat Bai Xing.

He thought, he must remember something to resist this bone-chilling cold, otherwise, after a long time, he will be assimilated by the despair that surrounds him, and at that time, he will lose completely.

Victory, the final result, what he had been pursuing all along, made him so confused at this moment.

That kind of cold thing and empty words were too similar to the feeling this space gave him, and he unconsciously curled up his body.

All this time, why is he so obsessed with these two words?

The constant passage of life caused his thoughts to stagnate for a moment. After a brief brain short circuit, the desire to survive overcame everything.

If he can't live without winning, then he wants to win!

If he can't protect it without victory, then he wants to win!

There must be something that was ignored by him and that Nexu, and that thing is the breakthrough point of this battle!