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Chapter 1069 Kurosaki Ichigo: I'll let you cut it
"Kenpachi Kenpachi, I told you, this direction is correct!"

The little girl's voice was clear and pleasant, with a hint of pride and excitement.

Kenpachi curled his lips, and a barely perceptible arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Obviously, the direction I sensed was correct. I can get there in a straight line sooner. It's obviously because of you that I kept nagging that I got lost for so long... Never mind."

"Little ghost, it was you who sent the invitation, right?"

Kenpachi's eyes were as sharp as torches, shooting straight at Kurosaki Ichigo, and his ferocious smile revealed his desire and anticipation for a battle.

"I haven't seen such a brave traveler in a long time. My name is Kenpachi Zaraki, and I'm the captain of the 11th Division. I hope you can be more durable..."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was like a hammer hitting Ichigo Kurosaki's heart.

After hearing Kenpachi's words, Ichigo Kurosaki couldn't help but frown. It turned out that this powerful opponent had really been lost for so long.

You should have told me earlier. If you were lost, I would have come to find you!
"My name is Ichigo Kurosaki, and I am currently the King of Berserkers in the world!"

There was a strange light flashing in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, which was the fire of desire for battle from deep in his heart.

He put his hands in his pockets, seemingly casually, but in fact every inch of his muscles was tense, ready to burst out with amazing power at any time.

His smile is full of unruliness and confidence, as if all the challenges in this world are just stepping stones to a stronger path in his eyes.

"Very good, kid, take out your weapon!"

Kenpachi Zaraki said impatiently, waiting for the other party to take out his weapon.

Upon hearing this, Ichigo Kurosaki raised a faint smile. His left hand was still in his pocket, and his right hand was gently waved, as if to show some invisible existence.

"I've already taken it out."

His tone was relaxed, yet revealed an indescribable confidence.

A hint of surprise flashed across Kenpachi Zaraki's eyes, but it was soon replaced by a stronger desire to fight.

"In that case, I'll let you punch me. Don't be polite. Hit me wherever you want!"

He took the initiative to open his Shinigami suit and haori, revealing his strong chest muscles to show that he was fearless and willing to accept any form of attack.

Kusaka Hachiryu has already hidden aside.

"it is good."

Kurosaki Ichigo nodded.

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned. He was very much looking forward to it, especially after hearing Ichigo Kurosaki's clean and neat answer, which made him even more satisfied.

What kind of warrior is he if he is always hesitating? This is what a warrior is!

The Berserker King?

That's a nice name.

Ichigo Kurosaki appeared in front of Kenpachi Zaraki in the blink of an eye, so fast that Kenpachi Zaraki's pupils shrank. Ichigo Kurosaki's fist, like an iron hammer containing the power of a storm, hit Kenpachi Zaraki's chest without warning. At that moment, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

Then Ichigo Kurosaki buried his fist deep into Kenpachi Zaraki's chest.

"puff----"

Kenpachi Zaraki's body was like a ship lifted up by huge waves and was instantly blown away.

His heels rubbed against the ground, stirring up gravel and dust, forming a gray smoke trail, like a mad dragon raging on the ground.

The speed and power were so great that everyone present was shocked.

"Boom!!!" Kenpachi Zaraki's body finally smashed through three solid walls that were more than a hundred meters apart before he barely came to a stop. Dust rose in all directions, rubble flew everywhere, and the entire ground seemed to have experienced a small earthquake.

"How's it going? Are you okay?"

Kurosaki Ichigo asked with one hand in his pocket.

He knew that Kenpachi Zaraki would not dodge, because his fighting spirit was so upright and unruly, and such a person would not hide.

"Kara!"

Kenpachi Zaraki stood up again and stroked his sunken chest. A fist mark appeared clearly on it, with clear texture and a natural look.

"it is good!"

Although Kenpachi Zaraki was injured, he was even more excited.

"Come on, Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, let me take a cut from you too."

Ichigo Kurosaki opened the collar of his bloody battle suit, revealing half of his chest. There was no fear in his eyes, only a desire to fight and respect for his opponent.

"You can chop wherever you want. You're welcome."

Kurosaki Ichigo said with a smile.

"You have guts!"

A perverted smile appeared on Kenpachi Zaraki's lips, which was a manifestation of his desire for an extreme battle.

The voice was full of admiration for Ichigo Kurosaki's courage, as well as the violent power that was about to be unleashed.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step on everyone's heartbeat, making the air around them tremble.

He took a sudden step forward, and all the spiritual power in his body surged out like a volcanic eruption, distorting the surrounding air.

The Zanpakutō seemed to come alive in his hands. The shattered blades seemed to be given life at this moment, flashing with a bloodthirsty cold light, like the fangs of an evil spirit, ready to tear apart all obstacles that stood in its way.

With a deafening roar, Kenpachi Zaraki swung his Zanpakuto and used the upper slash to strike Ichigo Kurosaki with the force of thunder.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, forming cracks visible to the naked eye.

The strong wind came whistling like a knife, accompanied by Kenpachi Zaraki's extremely violent spiritual pressure.

This force seemed to be able to tear apart space and turn everything that stood in its way into nothingness.

The blade of the Zanpakutō, although broken into pieces, was extremely ferocious under the power of Kenpachi Zaraki's incomparable spiritual power. Every fragment seemed to be given life, turning into the fangs of an evil spirit, ready to tear its prey into pieces.

However, facing this earth-shattering blow, Kurosaki Ichigo appeared unusually calm.

He did not dodge, nor did he use any defensive measures. He just stood there quietly, allowing the violent sword pressure to penetrate his body and even split the building behind him in two.

Even Kenpachi Zaraki's attack, which was powerful enough to split mountains and crack rocks, could not hurt him at all.

"Is this your full strength, Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi?"

Ichigo Kurosaki patted the collar of his shirt gently, as if the previous blow was just a breeze.

"If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't be able to satisfy me."

Kurosaki Ichigo said with some disappointment.

Kenpachi Zaraki didn't say anything. He felt something was wrong. The knife that cut Ichigo Kurosaki's body seemed to have been blocked by countless people with their knives. It didn't feel like he had killed other Shinigami or Hollows!
"Look, your knife can't even break the power that my body cells spontaneously resist. Does your knife really have any meaning?"

Kurosaki Ichigo said calmly.

(End of this chapter)