Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1070: Your sword is still in its sheath, who can you kill?

"what are you saying?"

Kenpachi Zaraki frowned. He couldn't understand the profound words about "cells" and "power transfer" that Ichigo Kurosaki said.

To him, fighting was a clash of strength, a contest of blood and flesh. Those flowery theories were like fairy tales, making him feel unfamiliar and irritated.

For Kenpachi Zaraki, it is not just a weapon, but an extension of his soul and his way of communicating with the world.

"That means we don't have to worry about hacking you to death, right?"

Kenpachi Zaraki's voice was low and powerful. He swung his sword again. This time, he tried to prove his strength with a more ferocious attack and let Ichigo Kurosaki see how cruel a real battle was.

However, Ichigo Kurosaki put one hand in his pocket in an almost joking manner, and easily blocked the fatal blow with the other hand, as if Kenpachi Zaraki's full-strength attack was just a breeze on his face.

"You haven't eaten yet? Use a little more force on your teeth. Don't worry about me getting hurt, and don't be afraid of being hacked to death."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ichigo Kurosaki's mouth. There was both provocation and encouragement in his tone, as if he was guiding Kenpachi Zaraki to release the power hidden deep in his heart.

"Because you're still far away!"

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Kenpachi Zaraki's heart hard, arousing unprecedented anger and fighting spirit in him.

In anger, Kenpachi Zaraki finally exploded. His muscles seemed to swell instantly, his eyes turned red, like an enraged beast.

He swung the sword again, and this time, he no longer swung it randomly. Instead, he concentrated all his strength and will on the blade and slashed towards Kurosaki Ichigo.

However, even such an attack was easily resolved by Kurosaki Ichigo, as if there was an insurmountable gap between them.

"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, your strength is indeed awe-inspiring, but the way you fight makes me feel a little regretful."

Kurosaki Ichigo said slowly.

"You possess such amazing strength, but you don't seem to truly understand the true meaning of fighting. Fighting is not just a physical contest, but also a battle of will and wisdom. The knife in your hand should be an extension of your strength and a transmitter of your will, but now it seems more like an iron bar that you swing at will."

Ichigo Kurosaki's words were like a sharp blade, piercing Kenpachi Zaraki's heart.

He had never thought so deeply about his relationship with the sword. All along, he had been fighting based on instinct and strength, and had never truly felt the soul of the sword or understood the meaning behind it.

At this moment, awakened by Ichigo Kurosaki's words, Kenpachi Zaraki's heart seemed to be touched by a powerful force, and he began to re-examine the relationship between himself and the sword.

"You're afraid that you'll kill someone if you chop them. What's the point of using a knife like this? You might as well use your nails. At least, as part of your body, even if it's just instinct, you won't waste so much strength!"

"Even when I'm chopping people, I'm afraid I'll kill them..."

Kenpachi Zaraki repeated these words in a low voice, with mixed feelings in his heart. He had indeed never truly considered the sword in his hand as a part of himself. Most of the time, it was just a tool for releasing his power, rather than a medium for carrying his will and wisdom.

At this moment, he could almost hear the knife calling silently, longing to establish a deeper connection with him and become his true soul mate.

"Kid, your name is Kurosaki Ichigo, right?"

Kenpachi Zaraki grinned.

"Yes."

Ichigo Kurosaki nodded. Although he had introduced himself before, he knew that Kenpachi Zaraki didn't take it to heart at that time because he felt he was not worthy of being remembered by him. But it was different now.

The wild beast remembered his name.

"Stop talking so much. If that's the case, then just give it your all. I don't believe I can't hurt you!" Kenpachi Zaraki took off the black eyepatch on his other eye. Inside the eyepatch was a small mouth full of teeth.

"This is something the Technology Development Bureau made for me. It's used to devour and decompose my overly powerful spiritual pressure. Now, it's no longer needed."

He threw it on the ground casually, and the golden spiritual pressure shot up into the sky like a volcanic eruption, instantly igniting the surrounding air and forming a dazzling light.

This power is the release of Kenpachi Zaraki's long-repressed and accumulated power.

Kurosaki Ichigo had a calm expression, as if he had expected all this.

He was not shaken by Kenpachi Zaraki's changes.

What makes a person truly strong is not the strength of his power, but the ability to grow and surpass himself in battle.

"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, your strength is too low. If I'm not mistaken, the bell on your head is also to alert the enemy, right?"

Kurosaki Ichigo said nonchalantly.

He had already seen through Kenpachi Zaraki's weaknesses, which were not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of spirit.

The bell on his head may have been intended to alert the enemy or warn them, but in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, it has become a constraint and a limitation on his self-awareness.

"Oh, have you been seen through?"

Kenpachi Zaraki was a little surprised.

"Your intention is too obvious. Come on, let me see your strength."

Ichigo Kurosaki waved at Kenpachi Zaraki.

"Come on, Kurosaki Ichigo! Let me see if your strength matches your words!"

Kenpachi Zaraki shouted loudly and rushed towards Ichigo Kurosaki like an arrow.

His sword drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, with a sound of breaking through the air, and went straight to Ichigo Kurosaki's vitals.

However, Kurosaki Ichigo did not choose to dodge, but rushed forward at the same amazing speed. He clenched his fists, as if concentrating all the strength and will in his body, and punched out, colliding head-on with Zaraki Kenpachi's blade.

"boom!"

With a deafening bang, the sword in Kenpachi Zaraki's hand was knocked away by Ichigo Kurosaki's punch. After spinning several times in the air, the sword was deeply embedded in the stone wall in the distance.

Immediately afterwards, Kenpachi Zaraki was hit with a heavy punch in the face.

Ichigo Kurosaki's fist fell like a meteorite, smashing him to the ground. With a roar, the ground instantly shattered into pieces, forming a huge spider-web-like crack.

In the flying dust, Kenpachi Zaraki's figure was buried.

"Mr. Zaraki Kenpachi, who can you kill with your sword tip still sheathed?"

"Swing your blade at me with murderous intent, asshole!"

Ichigo Kurosaki was disappointed, very disappointed.

Kenpachi Zaraki's strength is shockingly low. He can feel Kenpachi Zaraki's power, which is a perception of the power of others by absolute power. Ichigo Kurosaki is very happy because he feels that Kenpachi Zaraki is very strong.

(End of this chapter)