Naruto just wants to be a god of death.

Chapter 90: Fighting, awesome! (First update!)

Naruto looked at Kotsubaki Ren'emon, thoughtfully.

"Failed to force out the Shikai."

Does this mean that person also has a Zanpakuto?
"I've checked his information. Is he from the Shinō Spiritual Academy?" Naruto strode out the door.

Kotsubaki Ren'emon followed closely behind: "It has been confirmed that he has not studied at the Shinō Spiritual Academy."

Naruto stopped talking.

He is not from the Shinō Academy, but possesses a Zanpakuto.

Although such people are rare, they do exist.

Despite the fact that the academy has repeatedly stressed the importance of "taking good care of the saber", there are still careless students who lose their sabers. Although it doesn't happen every year, it happens every few years, causing Dean Bogang a headache.

After becoming a god of death, the possibility of losing the "shallow fight" is even greater.

Perform the mission and die outside.
This is the norm for ordinary soldiers.

Those guys who did not enter the Shinō Spiritual Academy but possessed Zanpakutō, obtained the swords in their hands by such a coincidence.

The 9th Squad provides a ready-made example.

The "Dongxian Yao" that he was paying attention to, the knife in his hand, at the beginning, did not belong to him, but was inherited from others, infused with his own inner strength, and then began to release it.

The two of them hurried on their way.

As soon as they approached the "Qingliu Gate", a violent and powerful spiritual pressure spread out horizontally and horizontally, heavily suppressing this space.

Haven't seen anyone yet.

Wild and unbridled laughter reached my ears.

"Is there no one more powerful?"

"It's just that this level is not enough."

"I hope there's another guy who can fight me!"

Kotsubaki Ren'emon's expression changed slightly.

This is really arrogant.

Naruto instantly stepped and landed on a nearby wall, looking down at the guy who had spoken.

He is a man with a spiky hair style and a hideous scar on his left eye that runs from his forehead to his chin.

Lying on his back was a little pink-haired girl, innocent and cute.

Near this man.

There were a circle of Shinigami lying around, most of them were the commanders of the Seventh Division, and there was a huge figure, the guard of the "Qingliu Gate". They had all been knocked down.

The intruder did not have a single scratch on his body.

There is an "invisible wall" between Seireitei and Rukongai. If someone breaks in without permission, the wall will fall from the sky, and along with it, there will be guards in all directions.

It's not the "God of Death" who guards Seireimon.

They are heroes carefully selected from Soul Society.

Although they do not have "Zanpakuto" and cannot release their inner strength, the abilities they possess are not inferior to those of senior officers, and some are even able to compete with vice-captains.

But even so many senior officials were unable to harm him.

"Hmm?" He was very observant and raised his head and looked over almost the moment Naruto arrived.

"White Haori"

"You're the guy they call the Captain!"

"It looks like just a little ghost."

Naruto placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his tone relatively calm, "Intruder, state your purpose."

Although his own soldiers were chopped down, their lives were not in danger for the time being.

The hedgehog-haired man raised the knife.

It was an extremely strange knife.

The handle is almost as long as the forearm, the blade is broken, with gaps of varying sizes, like sawtooth.

A Zanpakutō that looks broken.

The pink-haired girl left in an instant and landed on another wall: "Come on, Xiaojian, this little blonde sun is a very strong person!"

The soldiers of the Seventh Division surrounded them.

but.
Although she looked small and young, the spiritual pressure she released was at the level of a "vice-captain", making it difficult for ordinary soldiers to approach her.

The man grinned, smiling ferociously: "I'm Saraki!"

"I heard from them that the strongest god of death is named Kenpachi."

"Then I'll be called Zaraki Kenpachi from now on."

"I came here in search of a more interesting opponent."

"The purpose is of course to fight!"

The words caused a burst of spiritual pressure, which rose into the sky as if it were real.

Pressure, throbbing, tremor.
Those ordinary soldiers who were closer fell to the ground immediately. In the face of such power, even if it was not directed at them, they had no right to stand.

The weak can only kneel before the strong.

Naruto narrowed his eyes slightly.

The sharp spiritual pressure blew, making the hair shake.

This spiritual pressure is already at the captain level.

And this person's name.

"Kenpachi"?
This name has a very special meaning in the Gotei 13.

It means "Soul Society's strongest swordsman."

Only the captain of the 11th Division can be given this "name".

Are you here for the 11th Division?

he thought.

Kenpachi Zaraki slightly bent his body. Without any exquisite and gorgeous instant step techniques, he just relied on his body's instinct. A large amount of spiritual pressure burst out from under his feet in an instant, pushing his body to jump high.

He raised the knife in his hand and chopped it down with all his might.

Naruto drew his sword and fought back.

The blades clashed and sparks flew.

After several rounds, the two swords approached, and Kenpachi Zaraki's face became more excited: "Not bad, even though you look like a brat."

“But it’s very strong!”

"You have two knives, why only use one!" "Hurry up, pull out both knives at the same time."

Naruto said nothing, looking cautious.

This guy is strong!

Only after fighting could one feel more clearly that this person's spiritual power was not just third-class, but "second-class" level.

Similar to his wild spiritual pressure is his fighting style.

He swung the sword without any method, it was a completely wild move, but this "wild move" was very difficult to deal with, and there were almost no flaws to be found. Even if there were, the man named Kenpachi Zaraki didn't care at all.

Even if he was injured, even if the "Nine-Tailed Fox" slashed at his chest, he would just slash at himself happily.

This is not a "trade injury for injury" tactic.

He was enjoying the pleasure of "being wounded by the enemy" and "wounding the enemy himself".

A man fighting like a wild beast.

"Banemon." Naruto stared at him intently, but when he spoke, he spoke to his vice-captain who was not far away.

Kotsubaki Hajime stood straight and placed his hand on the hilt of the sword.

"Go and apply, I'm going to perform the Shikai." Naruto said softly.

Kotsubaki Ren'emon nodded in agreement and left instantly.

Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly let go, stopped swinging his sword, and stepped aside, but his body still maintained a strong fighting spirit.

"Are you not going to fight anymore?" Naruto was stunned and confused about what this meant.

"Aren't you going to apply?" Zaraki Kenpachi grinned. He was smiling, but his face was not pretty, and his smile looked even more hideous. "You will become stronger after your Shikai."

“It’s not bad as it is now, but it’s not interesting enough.”

“I’m looking forward to a stronger opponent.”

What Kagura's heart's eye responded to was extremely sincere emotion.

Naruto shook his head, raised his left hand, grasped the handle of the "Asura" sword, and smiled slightly: "No, I asked Ren'emon to apply for it. I just don't want to embarrass someone I respect very much."

"Don't waste time waiting for the inevitable outcome."

He drew his sword and chanted the words of liberation.

"Wild howling and wailing, songs of compassion and joy, the cycle of anger and rebirth, the Nine-tailed Ashura!"

Six arms of golden light.

After completely transforming into the Nine-Tails, Naruto's spiritual pressure became as powerful as a mountain, pressing down on the man opposite him.

His spiritual power has now reached the "second level".

With the amplification of Ashura, his strength is no less than Kenpachi Zaraki.

The enemy became stronger, which made the hedgehog-headed man even more excited.

"That's it!" He raised the knife and rushed forward again.

Swords were swung and spears were clashed.

"You only have two swords?" Kenpachi Zaraki asked.

Naruto questioned.

“Shouldn’t six arms mean six knives?” He fought with all his might, his style becoming more and more wild, and he was increasingly eager for a stronger opponent.

Naruto countered, "You have two arms, but you also only have one sword, don't you?"

"And the remaining four arms are not only useful for holding knives."

"But you won't be liberating?"

Zaraki Kenpachi shook his head: "Liberation, like you?"

"I don't know any of these fancy things. The knife is just my fighting tool. As long as I can swing it and chop down the enemy, that's enough!"

He smiled more ferociously.

Naruto faced off seriously.

In terms of swordsmanship, I am a little worse than this man.

He doesn't rely on "fighting instinct", he can almost be said to be "fighting itself".

The use of Kidō and Kudō allowed Naruto to maintain a balance with Kenpachi in battle.

And
This man called "Kenpachi Zaraki".

Gives myself a very strange feeling.

During the battle, his spiritual pressure continued to rise.

It's not about growth, it's about release.

The strength in his body seemed to be suppressed by something, and with each impact of the blade, a small gate was opened, and it flowed out like a stream or a long river.

This is a man who is very devoted to fighting.

Naruto somewhat enjoyed the feeling of fighting him.

Although they are enemies, I don't feel any "malice" towards them.

And the growth of his spiritual pressure brought a resonance of growth to himself.

Let the seed wrapped in Asura in your inner world be eager to try and become more vibrant. The seed wants to sprout, and it is accumulating strength more vigorously.

As two people fought, their moves became more and more fierce.

You come and I fight each other.

Kenpachi Zaraki is not afraid of getting hurt, the sight of blood only makes him more excited.

Naruto is not afraid of getting hurt.

He has a self-healing physique, and can use his two hands to heal himself while fighting.

The two have been fighting for countless rounds.

The aftermath of the battle destroyed nearby buildings.

The soldiers had already fled further away.

Those who were initially knocked unconscious were also transferred by the soldiers from the Fourth Division.

Kenpachi Zaraki was panting, and except for his face, there was almost no place on his body without scars.

Naruto was better off than him. Although his spiritual pressure was depleted, at least he didn't have too many wounds on his body. The remaining ones were slowly healing under the treatment of his own physique and Kaido.

The seed in my inner world has not yet sprouted.

However, compared with before, under the power of "Asura", it already has its own independent aura.

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(End of this chapter)