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Chapter 1074 Eight-armed Ashura Kenpachi Zaraki!
The crowd watching the battle seemed to be frozen in time. Their eyes were filled with incredible shock and deep awe for this unprecedented battle.

Brutal, violent, domineering...

It also made all the spectators who were fortunate enough to witness this scene tremble in the depths of their souls.

The sky seemed to be covered by heavy clouds. Even the sunlight could not penetrate the strong fighting spirit and blood. One could only witness this epic showdown silently from the sidelines.

Kenpachi Zaraki, with his iconic wild posture, was like Ashura walking out of the abyss, and every step he took was filled with the momentum to destroy the world.

Each of his fierce roars seemed to tear the air apart, awakening the fear and awe hidden deep in everyone's heart.

In his world, fighting is the only language and the only way for him to feel the existence of life.

At this moment, he had concentrated his fighting spirit to the extreme, turning it into countless invisible fists, pouring towards Kurosaki Ichigo like a storm.

"boom!"

The two collided again, like two stars colliding violently in the universe, and the shock wave produced made the surrounding space tremble.

An invisible crack seemed to be torn in the air, and the roar was deafening. It was the result of four iron fists colliding head-on.

The strength reached its peak at this moment, and the crisp sound of broken bones came from the arms of both men almost at the same time. However, the pain not only did not make them retreat, but instead aroused the violence and indomitable spirit deep in their hearts.

For them, this pain is nothing more than the spice of battle, which will only make them more crazy and more eager for victory.

“Awesome!!!”

A glimmer of admiration flashed in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes; he saw through Kenpachi Zaraki's moves.

In Kenpachi Zaraki's world, a pair of hands is far from enough. What he desires is to use every cell and every bit of strength in his body to fight and conquer.

So he beat his body and will with great intensity, and eventually formed this eight-armed Asura-like posture.

He quickly adjusted his state and used Kenpachi Zaraki's moves for his own benefit.

His fists seemed to be endowed with life, and every time he swung them, they were accompanied by countless fist shadows, like a violent storm, impenetrable.

These fist shadows are not only incredibly fast, but also contain enough power to shake the heavens and the earth. Mountain-like fist shadows interweave in the air, forming a realm of death.

However, Kenpachi Zaraki was not surprised at all. For Berserkers, displaying and imitating power was their nature, and absolute power could allow them to quickly master and surpass all skills.

Ichigo Kurosaki's fist pierced through Kenpachi Zaraki's chest, and at that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

But Kenpachi Zaraki's body did not explode as ordinary people thought. Instead, it was like a piece of forged iron stone, tightly compressing this terrifying power in its body, waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

He hadn't even completely reassembled his body, but with his amazing willpower and recovery ability, he delivered a decisive punch to Kurosaki Ichigo.

His body shuttled through the fist shadows, and every time he was hit, it seemed to temper his will and strength.

While his body was enduring a huge impact, it was also constantly repairing itself, compressing and condensing the force that was almost tearing him apart, and ultimately transforming it into an even more terrifying blow.

"boom!"

At that moment, the sky seemed to be torn apart. Kenpachi Zaraki's fist was not just an extension of his body, it carried all the faith and perseverance of this battle maniac. The golden spiritual pressure was the desire for victory and the enthusiasm for fighting in the depths of his soul, like the magma before a volcanic eruption, gathering at the front of his fist, boiling and surging, and finally breaking free from the restraints, turning into a majestic and violent golden dragon, and swooping towards Kurosaki Ichigo with the momentum of destroying the world.

Facing this blow that was enough to shake the heavens and the earth, there was no fear in Ichigo Kurosaki's eyes, only burning will to fight and infinite desire for victory.

Then, he also threw a punch of his own. That punch also condensed all his strength and faith. The two fists met in the air, like a comet hitting the earth, bursting out with extremely dazzling light. At this moment, the space seemed to be torn apart, releasing destructive power fluctuations that made the entire battlefield tremble.

At the moment of collision between the two forces, there is no absolute winner or loser, only mutual penetration and erosion.

Kenpachi Zaraki's golden spiritual pressure was like a sharp blade, trying to cut through every inch of Kurosaki Ichigo's defense;
However, Ichigo Kurosaki relied on his indomitable will and profound spiritual power foundation to resist this force. Even though his body was covered with golden light and his flesh and blood seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, his eyes remained firm and did not waver in the slightest.

After suffering a severe injury, Kenpachi Zaraki's body showed an amazing ability to recover. It was not only the rebirth of his body, but also the awakening of his fighting spirit.

His body reorganized in a very short time, and the movement of every muscle seemed to tell of his desire and persistence in fighting.

"Fun, come again!"

Kenpachi Zaraki laughed wildly.

The spectators were deeply shocked by the battle.

They had never seen such fierce, pure fighting.

There are no fancy moves, no complicated tactics, and even no dodging here, only the most direct collision and the most primitive power showdown.

Every time the fists collide, it's like thunder between heaven and earth, which makes people feel awe.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Kenpachi Zaraki's attack was like a storm. As he waved his arms, the golden spiritual pressure turned into sharp fist shadows, continuously bombarding Ichigo Kurosaki.

Those invisible punches seemed to be able to penetrate everything, tearing through Ichigo Kurosaki's defenses layer by layer until they reached his body.

Every time he was hit, Ichigo Kurosaki's body would suffer severe damage, but he was like an immortal. Relying on his amazing recovery ability and willpower, he stood up again and again and continued to face the storm from Kenpachi Zaraki.

"penetrate?"

A sneer appeared on Ichigo Kurosaki's lips as he felt the transformation of Kenpachi Zaraki's power.

This innate fighting instinct gives Kenpachi Zaraki's fists unprecedented penetrating power.

Can easily penetrate his defense and hit his vital points.

But Ichigo Kurosaki was not afraid, on the contrary, he felt excited.

A sandbag that can keep improving is really great!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Kenpachi Zaraki's arms kept falling like hammers, and each swing was accompanied by a violent shaking of the ground, as if to destroy the entire earth as well.

His fist was no longer a simple extension of his limbs, but had turned into an indestructible weapon. Even Ichigo Kurosaki's seemingly indestructible defense gradually showed cracks under his crazy offensive.

(End of this chapter)