Begin from the original form of torture and become immortal

Chapter 1100 Eight-Armed Ashura

"Berserker King, are you sure you want to get involved in this?"

Yamamoto Shigekuni frowned and then spoke.

In his opinion, killing Kenpachi Zaraki is not only to clean up the family, but also to maintain the dignity and order of Soul Society and let everyone know that betrayers will eventually receive the punishment they deserve.

Especially when Aizen Sosuke and the others had clearly betrayed and were wanted, if Kenpachi Zaraki did this, where would the Soul Society's reputation be in the future if he didn't carry out the canonical punishment?
Will anyone still follow the rules?

To put it bluntly, it is to establish authority!
"Kenpachi Zaraki, today, you must pay for your actions."

There was a barely perceptible hint of regret in Yamamoto Shigekuni's words.

He knew very well that Kenpachi Zaraki was a rare warrior, but no one could be an exception to the rules.

"Kenpachi Zaraki has become a berserker now, so I have to take care of it."

Ichigo Kurosaki nodded slightly. It was he who transformed Kenpachi Zaraki into a berserker. Although Kenpachi Zaraki himself was happy about it, how could Ichigo Kurosaki be the kind of person who would shirk responsibility?

Ichigo Kurosaki knows very well that his decision may once again create a rift between him and the Soul Society, which has just achieved a delicate balance, and may even lead to a greater conflict.

But he knew better that the honor and dignity of a Berserker did not allow any form of escape or compromise.

That would be a betrayal of your unparalleled fighting spirit!

Upon hearing this, Kenpachi Zaraki not only showed no fear, but now he showed unprecedented fighting spirit and determination with the attitude of a berserker.

He grinned, his eyes flashing with a desire for battle, as if a long-imprisoned beast had finally broken free from its shackles, ready to show the world its strength and madness.

"Old man Yamamoto, you always talk about rules, but in my opinion, the real rules are to use your fists to open up a path! Come on, let me see if your old bones can still withstand the rage of my berserker!"

"No need to say more, old man. I've always wanted to fight you. Let's do it now!"

Kenpachi Zaraki was very responsible. He had a sinister smile on his face, and his fists were clenched, making a "crackling" sound between his bones.

Upon hearing this, Yamamoto Shigekuni nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

"In that case, let me see what you, a beast, have learned since you became a berserker!"

After saying that, he slowly raised his right hand and the flaming blade came out of its sheath. The flaming blade seemed to contain the power of the sun, and its mere existence distorted the surrounding space.

Following Yamamoto Shigekuni's move, Kyoraku Shunsui and other captains responded quickly. Although they did not directly participate in the battle, out of duty and consideration for the safety of their companions, they tacitly formed an encirclement, surrounding Kenpachi Zaraki and Yamamoto Shigekuni in the middle.

Ichigo Kurosaki stood not far away, observing all this quietly. He knew Kenpachi Zaraki's character very well. Since the other party had already made a decision, any intervention would be unnecessary.

However, Kyoraku Shunsui still arranged a few people to watch over them. After all, the outcome of this battle will directly affect the future of Soul Society.

The battle was about to start. Without any foreplay, Kenpachi Zaraki directly threw out his punch that was powerful enough to shake mountains. The air seemed to be torn apart at this moment, making a deafening "boom" sound. It was not only the sound of the fist wind, but also the roar of Kenpachi Zaraki's inner fighting spirit.

And Yamamoto Shigekuni, his calmness and majesty were fully displayed at this moment.

Facing the blow from Kenpachi Zaraki that was powerful enough to shake mountains, he did not panic at all, but only murmured the four words "Ryujin Jakka". These four words, as if with magic power, instantly activated the long sword in his hand - Ryujin Jakka.

I saw blazing flames rising from the long sword, turning into a sea of ​​fire, which not only illuminated the battlefield, but also burned and distorted the surrounding air.

This flame is not only physically high in temperature, but also has the power to burn everything and purify everything.

The sea of ​​fire was like a dragon, roaring towards Kenpachi Zaraki, trying to devour him in endless flames.

However, Kenpachi Zaraki's figure was moving through the sea of ​​fire like a ghost. His skin was reflected red by the flames, but there was no trace of scars. Instead, the flames seemed to become a catalyst for his strength, making his fighting spirit even stronger.

A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, which showed his fearlessness and enjoyment of the challenge.

"Humph, how can a mere flame stop me from moving forward?"

Seeing this, Yamamoto Shigekuni couldn't help but marvel in his heart. It was the first time he saw someone who could remain unharmed in the face of his fire.

You know, this is a 6000-degree soul flame.

Berserker, is it really that magical?
Facing the punch from Kenpachi Zaraki rushing towards him, he gave up using Ryujin Jakka's long-range attack and instead fought back with his fists. His fists seemed ordinary, but in fact they contained his ultimate understanding and control of strength, which was the crystallization of years of combat experience and the mystery he had comprehended after countless times on the brink of life and death.

The two fists collided in the air, and at that moment, time seemed to stand still and space seemed to be distorted.

The dazzling light was as bright as the sun, and the deafening roar made everyone present feel the devastating power.

At the moment when the two blows collided, Kenpachi Zaraki's body suddenly underwent an astonishing change.

The air behind him began to distort, and a huge figure slowly emerged - it was the Eight-Armed Ashura.

This is not a simple illusion, but the ultimate release of Kenpachi Zaraki's potential and power in extreme combat, and it is the concrete manifestation of his deep desire for battle.

The Eight-Armed Ashura waved his eight thick arms, each of which contained enough power to shake mountains. They were like eight giant dragons, attacking Yamamoto Shigekuni at the same time, and the air was filled with the breath of destruction.

The fists of the Eight-Armed Ashura fell on Yamamoto Shigekuni like raindrops, and each punch contained a terrifying force that was enough to break mountains and peaks.

However, Yamamoto Shigekuni was able to withstand these attacks with his amazing defensive ability and combat experience.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

With a series of continuous roars, Yamamoto Shigekuni smashed countless obstacles along the way and finally stopped in a relatively open place.

Yamamoto Shigekuni stood still, then he burst out with all his strength.

If I can’t defeat Ichigo Kurosaki, how can I defeat you, Kenpachi Saraki?
A terrifying force came, and Kenpachi Zaraki's eight-armed Ashura punched along with him.

However, Yamamoto Shigekuni simply clamped his hands and grabbed several fists of the Eight-Armed Ashura.

The sense of déjà vu of this scene is a complete remake of the Fire Extinguishing Prince.

(End of this chapter)