A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 625 618. Chawata Taihu: Where is Ichigo?

tread--

Chadu Taihu stopped running and moved forward slowly, with a high wall in front of him.

But someone was coming, and he felt that someone was approaching from far away from the opposite side of the high wall, coming towards him.

There is no doubt that this person is not Ichigo, but the person who was fighting Ichigo just now.

So he clenched his fists and suppressed his anger.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Crazy laughter accompanied by rapid footsteps came from a distance, sounding very excited and impatient.

However, Chado couldn't see anything, his sight was blocked by the high wall.

He could only feel the terrifying spiritual pressure and hear the footsteps and laughter coming straight towards this direction.

On the other side of the wall, Zaraki Kenpachi ran excitedly.

He couldn't help but be excited, because the spiritual pressure coming from the opposite side was simply too tempting for him.

Chadu could feel his spiritual pressure, and in contrast, he could also feel the spiritual pressure coming from Chadu's body, and could even clearly feel the anger coming from the owner of that spiritual pressure.

But anger has nothing to do with him. He only cares about whether his opponent can make him fight happily.

“It’s awesome!”

tread--

The ground cracked under Zaraki Kenpachi's violent trampling. He jumped high not far from the wall, stepping on the wall to exert force, and his body kept getting higher, and finally reached the high wall.

He lowered his head and looked down at the young man in front of him, his eyes filled with violent fighting intent.

"hey-hey……"

Smiling excitedly, Zaraki Kenpachi's figure fell down, the hand holding the knife clenched tightly, and the muscles on his body bulged high. A black and white death tyrant continued to rise and fall under the surge of spiritual pressure and wind, and there was madness in the eye that was not covered by the blindfold.

This was a state he had never experienced before when facing Ichigo Kurosaki, because he could clearly feel that the prey in front of him was more than one level better than the kid just now.

call--

A whistling sound came from top to bottom, and the worn-out Zanpakutō fell suddenly along with Zaraki Kenpachi's falling body. There was still blood left on it from the previous battle, and a slightly scarlet sword light flashed across it. From the sky, a violent aura fell from the sky, slashing towards the young man standing under the wall.

"Don't be unable to even take a knife!"

Zaraki Kenpachi roared excitedly. He actually knew that this prey would be able to withstand this sword attack.

Sure enough, the next moment, a sonorous collision sounded, dazzling fire splashed in the air, and the worn-out long knife stopped on the giant-like arm.

"Hahahahaha——"

Seeing that his sword was blocked, Zaraki Kenpachi's laughter became even more excited.

He watched as his knife only left a light white mark on the opponent's arm.

This must be...

A satisfying fight!

boom.

Stepping on the 'giant's right arm', Zaraki Kenpachi's body jumped up again with the help of the reaction force, returned to the high place and looked down, and the spiritual pressure fell as if the world was overturned, colliding with the spiritual pressure rising below. .

Chado Taihu retracted his arm and slowly raised his head, feeling the overwhelming spiritual pressure. Looking at the ferocious smile on the face of the tall figure, his brows gradually furrowed.

"Where's Ichigo?"

he asked.

"Oh? Are you talking about that boy?"

Hearing this, Zaraki Kenpachi raised the blade in his hand, stuck out his tongue and licked the remaining blood on the knife, "When I came here just now, I was still half-breathed, but now... I guess he is completely dead, right?"

As he spoke, he waved the blade in his hand again. The jagged blade was full of traces of battle.

After the sword flashed, the blindfold straps on his head broke, revealing another crazy eye hidden underneath.

"Ah, don't mention that boy again!"

Zaraki Kenpachi sighed excitedly, with a silent intoxication in his tone, "It's so great, that feeling I haven't had in a long time! I haven't felt this excited for a long time! So... even if I fight with all my strength, I shouldn't be able to Question!?"

"So... you at least hold the knife with both hands..."

In the distance, Xuanhao, who was watching the battle, was speechless when he heard Zaraki Kenpachi's speech.

Although this guy talks about 'fighting with all his strength', he is actually still holding his Zanpakutō in one hand until now, and his spiritual pressure has not actually changed much, which shows that he is still letting go...

But since this is the case, you should be able to rest assured that Sadatari should have no problem dealing with Kenpachi Zaraki in his current state. Thinking of this, Xuan Hao's figure gradually disappeared.

Neither Zaraki Kenpachi nor Sadatora Taitora seemed to have noticed that there was someone watching them next to them until just now.

"Is this so..." Chatata Taihu muttered to himself.

He only listened to the first half of Kenpachi Zaraki's words about Kurosaki Ichigo.

Ichigo died, which saddened him.

He slowly closed his eyes, trying to calm down the regret and sadness welling up in his heart.

Because he knows now is not the time for regret and sadness.

Soon, when he opened his eyes again, there was only anger in them.

The black shadow fell from the height again, and his figure disappeared from the place.

The next moment, the ferocious fang-like blade touched the dark arm again.

A powerful shock wave resounded along with a violent collision.

At the same time, amid the sparks, two pairs of eyes met in mid-air. One pair showed passionate excitement, while the other pair showed exposed anger.

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"Huh...huh...cough...cough..."

Kurosaki Ichigo fell to the ground, coughing out blood and breathing heavily.

Damn, damn! Damn it!

I can't die! I can't die! I can't die!

How could I...die here like this! ?

Kurosaki Ichigo kept roaring in his heart, because in fact, the injuries on his body were so severe that he could no longer speak. Zaraki Kenpachi's knife directly penetrated his entire lungs and made him unable to breathe.

This was a fatal injury and he would die from excessive bleeding and respiratory failure.

The blood continued to flow, and Kurosaki Ichigo lay on the ground, staring at the direction Zaraki Kenpachi left, still struggling.

His struggling hands were stained with blood, leaving hideous traces on the ground, but no matter how hard he struggled, he seemed unable to stand up again like before.

Move! Move!

hateful!

Kurosaki Ichigo didn't dare to clench his fists, but found that he didn't even have the strength to clenched his fists at this moment.

Are you really going to die here?

No, Rukia is still waiting for me to rescue her! And...that monster passed in the direction of Chadar!

I also want to...

"Do you still want to keep fighting?"

"Forehead……"

A question came out, and Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned.

Suddenly, he found that the whole world seemed to have become quiet, with only the sound of footsteps approaching in the distance. It seemed that except for the familiar black shadow coming towards him, everything else was still. , even the pain on his body.

"Do you still want to...continue fighting?"

‘Zangetsu’ was wearing a jet black robe, stopped in front of Kurosaki Ichigo who fell on the ground, and asked again.

"Do you want to defeat that person just now? Or do you want to survive? If you can only choose one, which one do you choose?"

"Then you still need to ask..."

Ichigo Kurosaki clenched the broken Zanpakutō in his hand, gritted his teeth and roared, "Of course, defeat him and survive!"

"You're really greedy..." Zhanyue's face looked extremely calm, "But you are right, fighting blindly is meaningless, and living is also meaningless. Of course, it must be happy after defeating a strong enemy. Alive...Okay then! I'll take you there!"

As he spoke, the jet black robe on Zangetsu spread like a shadow, covering Kurosaki Ichigo's entire body.

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo felt weightless for a while.

When he came to his senses again and opened his eyes, he came to the world he had been to before.

That topsy-turvy spiritual world.

"Take it."

Zangetsu's voice came.

"Forehead?"

When Ichigo Kurosaki heard the sound, he saw a spinning Zanpakuto falling in front of him, and he subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it.

"Huh? This is... this is not Zangetsu..."

"This is a 'shallow attack'. It is a Zanpakutō used by those lower-level Shinigami who cannot join the Gotei 13 and the students of the Shino Spiritual Arts Academy." Zangetsu explained calmly.

Hearing this explanation, Kurosaki Ichigo became even more confused, "So give me Zangetsu! That is my Zanpakuto!"

"The Zangetsu you are talking about..."

'Zangetsu' raised his hand calmly, and a huge Zanpakutō appeared in his hand, "Is this the Zanpakutō that was cut off by the enemy just now?"

"!"

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the blade in Zangetsu's hand in surprise. The blade that had been cut off just now had returned to its original state... No, this seems to be the spiritual world, so such a thing should be considered normal and reasonable?

‘Whoosh——’ A sound broke through the air.

'Zangetsu' waved his hand gently, and the knife disappeared from his hand: "I will not give it to you."

"Hey hey hey! What are you doing!?"

Before Ichigo Kurosaki could think clearly, he saw 'Zangetsu' throwing the knife downstairs.

Is this considered... throwing yourself away?

He didn't have time to think too much, so he could only jump over and try to catch the falling Zanpakuto.

"Get out of the way!"

Before Ichigo Kurosaki could touch his Zanpakutō, a white shadow swept out from behind faster than him, and in an instant he dared to hold Zangetsu's hilt in front of him.

The figure whizzing by made Kurosaki Ichigo almost lose his balance. He waved his hand to disperse the smoke and looked towards the white shadow.

White Death Tyrant costume...what are you doing...who is this?

"You...who are you?"

When Kurosaki Ichigo saw the whole shadow clearly, his face was full of disbelief.

Because apart from being pale white, this shadow looked exactly like him.

"Ah……"

The white figure sneered, holding the Zanpakutō and facing Kurosaki Ichigo, "What? You don't even recognize me? Partner."

"..."

Kurosaki Ichigo stared blankly at the white figure in front of him, feeling a little at a loss for a moment.

However, 'Zangetsu' on the side didn't seem to want to give Kurosaki Ichigo time to think. He came to the white figure and also faced Kurosaki Ichigo and said lightly: "Let me take a look... ...Are you qualified to own 'me'? If you want to pick up this Zanpakutō again, just grab it back yourself. The opponent, as you can see, is yourself."

"Myself……"

Cold sweat broke out on Kurosaki Ichigo's forehead, his hand was holding a shallow blow, and his whole body was tense.

It's clear that it's me, but why does it feel completely different to others? Is this sense of oppression the same kind of oppression that I give to others in daily life?

Before he could think clearly, the white figure opposite seemed to be impatient.

"Hmph, you want it back? Just have your sweet dream!"

An arrogant arc appeared on Xu Bai's face, "If you can do it, let's give it a try!?"

"Okay...it's me after all."

When Kurosaki Ichigo saw the other person's arrogant look, he immediately felt that it was indeed him.

Although I am right, there is one thing I have to say, it seems really embarrassing to look at it this way.

clang--

Xubai's figure flashed and had already arrived in front of Kurosaki Ichigo.

Zangetsu and Asata collided violently, and the powerful impact instantly put Zangetsu and Asada at a disadvantage.

"!!? Damn, I can't bear it!"

Kurosaki Ichigo's figure retreated for a long distance under the violent impact before barely stopping.

He looked at his trembling hand holding the knife, and then at the guy in front of him who looked exactly like him...

So strong...Am I that strong? No...this should be...Zangetsu's power! ?

He thought that if the guy opposite was really him, then there should be no difference in strength between the two sides. The only factor that caused the current situation was probably the Zanpakutō that both sides held in their hands.

What he has in his hand at the moment is just an ordinary 'shallow strike', while what he holds opposite is Zangetsu.

"With this kind of thing...he is no match at all!"

Ichigo Kurosaki looked at the so-called nameless slap in his hand and began to sweat.

After just one duel, there were already gaps on the blade.

How to play! ?

"Haha, what's wrong, partner?"

call--

Howling wind and doubtful sounds came from the front.

Kurosaki Ichigo raised his head and saw Zangetsu spinning in his hand on the opposite side.

At this moment, Xubai was holding the bandage wrapped around the handle of Zangetsu's knife and rotating the entire knife. The strong air flow swept everything around him.

"If you continue to be stunned, you will die~"

As he said that, Xu Bai grinned and put force in his hands.

With a roaring sound breaking through the air, Zangetsu exploded in the direction of Kurosaki Ichigo.

"!!"

Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly turned his head and dodged, and the whizzing knife hit the wall behind him. The white bandage wrapped around the handle of the knife danced wildly in the wind and was stained with bright red blood.

"Huh. Did you get past it?"

Xubai looked at Kurosaki Ichigo who only had some scars on his face and chuckled. He pulled Zangetsu back with force again, and then continued to spin.

"Damn...what kind of usage is this?"

Ichigo Kurosaki looked confused when he saw the guy in front of him using a knife completely unconventionally.

Did you agree that the opponent is yourself? Why had I never thought that the knife could be used in this way? ? It turns out that bandage is not just for stopping bleeding and emergency use, right?

For a moment, Kurosaki Ichigo seemed to have opened up a new world.

"Hey, hey, hey! I told you not to be in a daze!"

Seeing how Kurosaki Ichigo dared to be distracted, the smile on Xubai's face became dangerous, and he threw Zangetsu again and hit Kurosaki Ichigo.

Boom boom boom——

Waves of violent roaring sounds continued to sound above the upside-down tall buildings.

Kurosaki Ichigo's figure kept dodging in the smoke and gravel, and hideous wounds gradually appeared on his body, looking very embarrassed.

"Hahahahaha——"

Xu Bai looked at Kurosaki Ichigo running away in embarrassment without any chance of fighting back and laughed, "You guys are really shameful! You are obviously holding this powerful knife but you are still beaten and bruised and you are here." Come? Now I understand, you are a waste!"

"Asshole! What did you say!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo was a little angry after hearing this, "Do you know how perverted that guy is? Is he a complete monster!?"

puff--

As he spoke, his body became sluggish for a moment, and his body was scratched by Zangetsu's blade again.

"If you think someone is a monster, that's just because you are too weak." Xubai laughed while continuing to attack, without giving Ichigo Kurosaki any chance to breathe. "You, you just learned about 'Zhan' Do you think you really understand the name Yue?"

"What do you mean?" Kurosaki Ichigo frowned slightly and dodged.

"Not only is he a loser, he's an idiot!"

Xubai sneered, "I mean, do you think that just by knowing the name of the Zanpakutō and summoning it, you can use it freely!?"

boom--

The violent roar sounded again.

Click.

The shallow blow blocked by Kurosaki Ichigo was smashed mercilessly by Zangetsu, and he flew backwards and smashed into the wall.

"It's not impossible to rely on yourself for everything, but you are far from qualified!" Xubai spun Zangetsu with his head raised, reprimanding condescendingly, "Now you can't even use the power of the Zanpakutō freely. If you can't do it, you still want to become stronger? It's really stupid."

"...ahem..."

Slowly struggling to fall from the wall, Kurosaki Ichigo suddenly woke up as if from a dream.

Yes, my previous self seemed a bit too self-righteous.

He thought that just by shouting out the Zanpakutō's name like Abarai, he would already become strong, so when he heard Zaraki Kenpachi say that his Zanpakutō had no name, he was inexplicably relieved. That monster is obviously much stronger than me even without the Zanpakutō...

Zangetsu should still have a lot of potential that he has not discovered. Now that he is as weak as he is, what he should do is rely on it, right? after all……

Thinking of this, Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the dark figure looking at him quietly in the distance.

The Zanpakutō is not a tool, but a companion!

"Okay, I seem to have said too much. Now it's time to make a break. I'll let you see...how Zangetsu was brought to its fullest by me! I'll let you die without understanding it. Zangetsu’s people have opened their eyes!”

Saying that, Xubai grinned, holding Zangetsu in his hand and hurried towards Kurosaki Ichigo.

The spiritual pressure enveloped the entire blade like a flame, and the blade's light drew a ferocious arc in the air. This blow seemed to be able to cut everything apart.