Sunlight Konoha

The jin ge screamed, and the black shadow flew away.

Uchiha Shisui showed superb swordsmanship and speed, Komamura Zuojin couldn't take advantage of him for a while.

However, the strength of the opponent surprised Komamura Zuojin a little. He no longer underestimated the opponent because he was young. Such a powerful opponent deserved his respect.

It has been nearly 10 minutes since the two of them fought, and none of them displayed the super-scale and gorgeous moves like the previous few games. What they showed was only one move and one style of swordsmanship. The Zanpakuto is a direct attack type.

"Isn't Captain Komamura planning to release Zanpakuto?"

Taking advantage of the gap between the fights, Shisui spoke to Komamura Zuozhen.

Komamura Zuozhen had enough of his addiction, heard the sound and said with a smile: "Then you have to show enough strength to do it."

Zhishui stood with a knife in one hand, with the other behind his back, a meaningful smile appeared on his warm and sunny face.

"Then Captain Komamura has to be careful."

Three batons slowly appeared in his pitch-black eyes, and suddenly he disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already in midair, and he threw out a rapidly spinning shuriken with his free hand.

How did you start making these troublesome moves...

A big black hand appeared out of nowhere, holding a huge sword, with unstoppable momentum and unstoppable power, instantly wiped out an afterimage.

Shisui's concern Komamura Zuojin didn't appreciate it, he was tall and straight, pointing at Shisui with a knife.

This……

The injury wasn't serious, and the opponent didn't take advantage of the situation to attack again. Komamura was able to pant and sweep across with his giant arm, making him retreat to a safe position.

"Not bad!" Komamura Zuojin said in a deep voice.

Komamura Zuojin who was standing on the ground swung the Zanpakuto in his hand, and the black-armored samurai immediately made the same movement.

Rumble!
The ground was trembling, and everyone could only see a huge black shadow rising slowly from behind Komamura Zuozhen.

Komamura Zuojin froze on the spot for a while, clenched his fist and knife tightly, and his expression at this moment could not be seen clearly under the iron mask.

Swish!
Komamura Zuojin suddenly raised the blade flatly, and pressed his other hand on his arm.

He didn't block or evade this knife. There were many places the opponent could cut, even if it wasn't fatal, it would be a wound.

After having this thought, she looked at the chief emperor His Majesty with some mood.

The pain made Komamura's eyes widen, and his body swayed, only to realize that Shisui, who had been touching him with a knife, turned into an afterimage and disappeared at some point.

This is real!

Hearing Komamura Zuozhen yell violently, the spiritual pressure of the whole person has been raised to the extreme, which is an extremely terrifying situation. The previous captains have never performed Swastika, and many of the chief officers, Shinigami, showed pain and discomfort. color.

After saying that, he put on a posture and shouted in a low voice: "God's wrath!"

The sharp object cut through the flesh and blood, and the blood spattered!

Swastika...

The giant arm held the knife and slashed towards Zhishui. Just looking at its specifications, it was obvious that this blow must not be blocked.

He held Zanpakutao high, swung a sword suddenly, and instantly cut Shuriken Yu out of a gap. When he went to look for Shishui's figure again, the opponent had disappeared at some point.

He couldn't help saying: "Is this... Captain Komamura's swastika?"

Snapped!
Something fell on the ground, it was Komamura Zuojin's shoulder armor, and there were still marks of being cut on it.

Shisui said: "It seems that Captain Komamura doesn't like this way of fighting."

"Your Excellency looks down on the old man."

"Is Captain Komamura alright?" Shisui asked with a sunny smile, which made many female officers present blush.

He is handsome, very young, powerful, and has a good personality...

Komamura Zuozhen was shocked, and without hesitation, the spiritual pressure exploded.

Komamura Zuojin thought to himself.

Zhishui formed a seal with one hand, and the shuriken instantly transformed into a black shadow all over the sky, rolling down towards the ground like a torrential rain.

"Solution—"

The ninjas will see the swastika for the first time, and the scene of the captain's swastika is extremely rare for Shinigami, and no one wants to miss it.

puff!

Komamura Zuojin was tense, and swiped his knife again to slash to one side, but only shattered an afterimage.

"All the moves can be used together, the old man will follow."

I don't know if it was him, but all the people present, whether it was Shinigami or Ninja, tensed up and stared at the field without blinking.

Komamura Zuozhen suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, but Shisui's speed was a notch faster than before!The eyes were strangely scarlet.

"Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!"

Shisui said: "Captain Komamura misunderstood. We are just discussing each other, not life and death enemies. The purpose of the exchange meeting is to promote mutual understanding between ninjas and Shinigami. Why bother to hurt each other?"

Komamura Zuozhen was shocked when he saw this, and wanted to dodge instantly, but the area covered by the shuriken rain was too wide, and he immediately judged that there was no way to avoid it.

boom!
Komamura's body erupted with an incomparably powerful Reiatsu in an instant. He raised one hand, but a palm pressure only scattered an afterimage.

And just when he was about to use the Scourge to fight, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back, shoulders, and thighs.

Komamura Zuozhen was determined, and didn't bother with the other Shisui who were flying around.

After a brief silence, Zuojin Komamura said, "You're right, but if you leave me with a few wounds, I'll be happier."

Komamura Zuojin really only regarded this exchange meeting as a competition between the two sides. Although they all said that it doesn't matter if they win or lose, they represent the Soul Society, Seireitei, and Shinigami after all.

Even Terumi Mei, who was sitting at the banquet, was a little nympho thinking that if Shisui was a few years older, he would definitely take down this kid.

Are they all fake?
Komamura Zuozhen thought to himself, seeing another Shisui rushing forward, quickly slashing his sword in front of him.

In the next second, he seemed to be dazzled, and dozens of Zhishui figures appeared in all directions!

This is a giant warrior in black armor, holding a giant blade, standing there covering the sky and blocking out the sun, with a terrifying aura!
"The black rope condemns King Ming!"

Ding!
When the blades collided, Jin Ge screamed.

"It seems that the old man will be the first person to use the swastika at the exchange meeting. I don't know if it is an honor or a shame."

Not far away, Zhishui looked up at the black-armored giant, his eyes flickering.

"It seems that the old man has been underestimated." Komamura Zuozhen looked at the mouth in a deep voice, and fixed his eyes on the young figure not far away through the iron mask.

"Roar, God damn it!"

Komamura Zuozhen said: "Since it's a battle, what methods should be used? If you can beat the old man, you are better than me."

Shishui's eyes were fixed. He also did his homework before coming here. He knew that Zanpakuto's ultimate liberation form is an advanced skill that only captain-level Shinigami can master. It can't be compared with the previous one at all.

Zhishui's eyes moved slightly, he felt that his keeping his hand seemed to have angered the other party, these captains all had strong self-esteem.

Shishui grinned, and put the dagger in his hand into the sheath behind his back.

"Since this is the case, I can't help but want to show some real strength."

After finishing speaking, the pattern in Zhishui's eyes changed again, showing the appearance of a black four-cornered windmill.

Green Chakra condensed around his body, like dancing flames, and this energy quickly condensed into a set of skeletons that wrapped Zhishui.

Another giant figure appeared in the center of the venue, but compared with the black-armored giant, this one was obviously more terrifying, with lights shining all over his body, like an extremely evil ghost crawling out of hell!