A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 733 726. Kendo

"Hmph. Boring."

Looking at Zaraki Kenpachi who was lying motionless on the ground, a look of disdain appeared on Neutra's face, "There is no movement at all. Wasn't it quite arrogant just now?"

Neutra looked down at Zaraki Kenpachi for a while, and after confirming that the other party was still motionless, he turned around and headed towards Kurosaki Ichigo and Kusuka Yachiru on the side.

"In that case, let's get rid of you all, oh no... the yellow-haired boy has to take a breath. Really, it's annoying to be so weak."

"..."

Until Nnoitra came to the front with the scythe, Kusuka Yachiru's eyes did not change at all. On the contrary, Kurosaki Ichigo, whose shoulders were held down by her, was struggling desperately, but how could he do it now? The girl was in such a state that she couldn't even break free from her oppression.

"What? What is your look like?"

Nnoitra looked down at Kusaka Yachiryu in front of him.

Looking at the other party's indifferent eyes, he felt very unhappy.

"You'd better...look behind you."

Kusaka Yachiru slowly raised his hand, his tone extremely calm.

"Varied--"

Just as Nnoitra was about to raise her doubts, she was stunned.

He felt a terrifying spiritual pressure, as if a pair of eyes from hell were staring at his back, which sent shivers down his spine.

He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but he was too late.

puff--

Blood suddenly spurted out like a column, and Nnoitra covered the cross section of her severed arm and retreated to distance herself.

"Creak."

"Huh~~~~~~"

There was the sound of creaking bones and a sound of breathing that sounded like relaxation. Unexpectedly, Zaraki Kenpachi's figure had already stood at the position where Neutra was just now.

At this moment, he was stroking the twisting neck with one hand, and holding a Zanpakutō with one hand, and Nnoitra's severed arm was strung on the Zanpakutō.

"It's too much of a nuisance. Let's cut one off first."

"hateful……"

When Neutra heard this, her expression became ferocious again.

"You'd better be careful, Xiaojian will be very angry if you attack me."

Kusuka Yachiru, who was standing behind Zaraki Kenpachi, finally had his usual smile on his face and he chuckled.

"I guess not mad, asshole."

Zaraki Kenpachi shook off the extra arm on his Zanpakutō and retorted while holding the sword.

"You guys... how dare you look down on me!"

Nnoitra's tone was filled with anger, "What's the point of pretending to be dead and making a sneak attack!?"

"Sneak attack? I obviously just walked over and chopped you, but you didn't react."

Zaraki Kenpachi explained matter-of-factly, "As for what you said about pretending to be dead... I'm sorry, that was just me lying on the ground thinking. I was thinking, don't you have four hands? Too many are in the way, but I wanted to If I have to fight you, it would be pointless for you to use four knives. So I was thinking about how to keep them out of the way. But...it seems that no matter how I think about it, there is no other better way, so I can only cut you Cut off each of his hands."

"Xiao Jian, this won't work. If you chop off his arms, won't he be unable to fight?" Kusuka Yachiru asked innocently.

"Um? It seems like eh?" Zaraki Kenpachi seemed a little confused, "I was wrong, then just leave one for him."

"..."

Nnoitra gritted her teeth when she heard this, "Leave one for me...?"

He stood up angrily, and soon the expression on his face returned to calm, and finally showed a gloomy smile, "What... it's so boring. You don't need to think so much, anyway, the one you just chopped... was the last one. .No...accurately..."

puff--

As he spoke, a brand new arm popped out from the cross-section of Nnoitra's broken arm. It looked just like the one that had been severed. Dark spiritual power began to condense in the palm of the new arm, and a crescent moon appeared. The sickle appears.

"You can't even cut off a hand because your strength is too far behind mine! Death!"

Buzz——

The sound of four blades cutting through the air sounded almost simultaneously, and Nnoitra roared and rushed towards Zaraki Kenpachi.

On the opposite side, Zaraki Kenpachi did not dodge or dodge, he raised his Zanpakutō and planned to attack him head-on.

boom--

The next moment, Kurosaki Ichigo looked back in horror. The pure white buildings in the Xuye Palace collapsed. Under Nnoitra's extremely violent four-fold slash, Zaraki Kenpachi's figure collapsed. Flying upside down like kites with broken strings, the rows of pure white buildings in Xuye Palace shattered, and smoke and dust rose into the sky.

"Kenpachi!?"

Kurosaki Ichigo exclaimed.

"Little sword..."

Kusaka Yachiru murmured.

"Hahaha!!"

Nnoitra laughed wildly.

"You are too fragile, aren't you? Death! You actually flew so far! Where did your arrogance go? I still like your unruly look!!"

As he spoke, he stepped closer to the ruins using the ring.

However, just as he was approaching...

boom--

A foot suddenly broke through the buried ruins and stretched out, a hand pinched his face mercilessly, and then Zaraki Kenpachi's face with a ferocious smile appeared in front of him again.

"!!"

Neutra's eyes were a little stunned, because the man in front of her didn't seem to be hurt by the big commotion just now.

clang--

The sound of sword fighting resounded.

Nnoitra subconsciously raised all her arms and crossed her scythe in front of her to block Zaraki Kenpachi's slash.

He was very glad for his subconscious judgment, because this blow was even more powerful than before!

"What? Is this the end?"

Zaraki Kenpachi held the sword in one hand and suppressed Nnoitra's four hands with just the strength of one hand. He slowly pressed down with his Zanpakutō and looked down at the opponent condescendingly.

"Hmph, idiot."

Nnoitra suddenly smiled.

puff--

The next moment, a bloody hand pierced through Zaraki Kenpachi's body.

"When did I say... that I only have four hands?"

Slowly pulling out the palm that penetrated Zaraki Kenpachi's body, Neutra sneered.

Yes, his return state actually has a total of six arms, and this is his true posture at this moment.

"It's over, Death."

Neutra looked down at Kenpachi Zaraki who was bending down again with the victory in hand. This time he was very sure that the opponent was unable to straighten his back because of the pain. After all, his hand had actually penetrated the opponent's body.

It is impossible for anyone to continue fighting with such an injury.

At least that's what he thinks...

However……

"hahahahahahahaha!!!"

Crazy laughter suddenly sounded, and Kenpachi Zaraki smiled in the sky, with blood still flowing out of his open mouth, but it did not seem to affect his happy mood at the moment.

"That's good! That's great!"

He laughed maniacally and took a step forward. His crazy momentum actually made Nnoitra take a step back subconsciously.

"What does it mean it's over? I finally made a hole so that I can be equal with you! That's how fighting should be! Try your best, use all your means, come on, use everything you have to please me!! Okay ! Let’s get started! Ten Blades!”

As he spoke, the Zanpakutō suddenly fell, and the ruins where the two of them were were destroyed again. A ferocious knife mark split the already broken building into two.

"snort."

Nnoitra looked at the ravine passing by his feet and snorted, then swung his sickle to fight back.

"hey-hey."

Zaraki Kenpachi sneered and turned slightly, a shallow knife mark appeared on his shoulder.

Looking at that crazy smile, Nnoitra frowned.

This guy could obviously avoid this knife completely, but he deliberately allowed himself to be hit. He is simply a lunatic!

That's right, Zaraki Kenpachi is indulging in the joy of fighting at this moment. For him, if there is no pleasure brought by being injured, the fun will be reduced a lot.

"drink!"

Zaraki Kenpachi swung his sword again. Under his violent suppression, Nnoitra fell into the ruins and could only barely lift the sickle to resist the top-down attack.

boom.

Fortunately, Zaraki Kenpachi seemed to be focusing only on offense and forgetting about defense at this moment. Although he couldn't even free up six hands under such a violent attack, he still had feet, right?

A kick mercilessly hit Zaraki Kenpachi's flank, and the two people's almost entangled bodies separated again.

But Kenpachi Zaraki's crazy offensive continued unabated. Being kicked away only delayed him for a moment before he pounced on him again like a ferocious beast.

"hateful……"

Nnoitra was stunned by such an attack.

He couldn't figure out what was going on. It was the guy in front of him who was obviously injured! Even though this guy is still bleeding from the wounds he penetrated, why is he still fighting like this? Why can you still suppress him like this! ?

This is completely unreasonable!

I am the strongest! The strongest! I am the strongest!

"You are such an eyesore! Go to hell!!"

Nnoitra roared and faced Zaraki Kenpachi's lunging figure.

There is no doubt that this monster-like man is a huge threat to him as the 'strongest' and must be eradicated here!

"..."

The moment before the two of them clashed, Zaraki Kenpachi's movements suddenly slowed down.

"good chance!"

Nnoitra seized this opportunity and raised his hand to slash Kenpachi Zaraki's neck with a sharp knife.

Zaraki Kenpachi turned his head slightly as if he was stunned, and the sword finally landed on his shoulder, and then slightly shifted on his neck.

"Creak."

The sound of bones cracking sounded.

Zaraki Kenpachi calmly covered the wound on his shoulder and twisted his neck, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Hmph...it seems like I've lost my temper...if I keep going like this, I'm really going to die."

That's right, even being injured does not have no impact on him. As the wound continues to bleed, his physical strength is also constantly passing away. The sudden slowdown just now was due to such an impact.

"Hahahahaha——"

Listening to Zaraki Kenpachi's soliloquy, Neutra smiled wildly, "Sure enough, you really can't hold on anymore, can you!? That's what I'm saying! How could someone be so seriously injured and not be affected at all? nothing!"

"Influence? Is this important?"

Zaraki Kenpachi tilted his head as he listened to Neutra's taunt, seeming a little confused.

"It doesn't make much difference whether I'm injured or not when dealing with you. I'm just a little anemic now."

"Tough talk!" Neutra still smiled wildly.

"Really, there is nothing we can do..."

Zaraki Kenpachi didn't care about Neutra's taunt. He raised the Zanpakuto in his right hand, then raised the other hand to look at it, and then held the hilt of the sword with both hands.

"I haven't tried...the so-called 'kendo' for a long time."

"Huh?" Neutra didn't understand at all. "You guys, what are you talking about when you are about to die?"

"When I first joined the Gotei 13, I fell into the captain's trap and was taught by him..."

Zaraki Kenpachi said to himself, "What is 'kendo'? But this thing doesn't suit my personality, so I feel very uncomfortable when I hear this word. Even if I learned it, I have never used it... ...But there is one thing I still agree with...you know? The so-called sword is much more powerful when wielded with two hands than with one hand."

"Ah? What nonsense are you talking about? This kind of truth..."

Nnoitra clenched the scythe impatiently and disappeared, "Of course I know!"

"No, you have no idea."

Zaraki Kenpachi stood calmly staring at the approaching figure.

For the first time, he held his Zanpakutō tightly with both hands and took a deep breath to adjust his breathing.

"You haven't been chopped by me with both hands, how do you know how big the difference is between my one hand and my two hands?"

boom--

The next moment, wherever Kenpachi Zaraki's Zanpakutō passed, it was like the sky was shattering and the earth was shattering. This strike seemed to cut the entire world in front of him in half.

"Ah."

After finishing this slash, Zaraki Kenpachi chuckled and looked down at the smoke-filled place in front of him.

He could feel the other person's spiritual pressure.

"You're still alive? That's pretty good! You actually resisted like this."

He released his left hand from the handle of the knife, put the long knife on his shoulder, and turned around.

"Okay, it's over, I'm leaving first."

"!?"

Nnoitra, who was kneeling on the ground, had almost all of her arms disabled from resisting the previous attack, and only her two right arms could barely move.

There was a hideous wound on his left shoulder that almost tore from the shoulder to the abdomen on the other side. His torso was almost cut in half diagonally. He could only hold his shoulder with his right arm to prevent the wound from opening. Able to stand up with the body supported.

"Stop...stop! Where are you going? Bastard!"

"Uh? What are you doing? You are very noisy."

Zaraki Kenpachi turned around when he heard the sound, with a puzzled look on his face.

"The winner hasn't been decided yet." Neutra roared unwillingly.

"Are you a fool? It just ended."

Zaraki Kenpachi was holding the sword without any interest, "I have no interest in people who have lost their ability to fight. If you want to die, please do it yourself."

"Damn guy..."

Nnoitra roared and once again held the scythe with his only movable arm, "I can still fight! Are you going to run away? Are you scared!?"

"It's...troublesome."

Facing the roaring and staggering figure, Zaraki Kenpachi sighed helplessly, and then a cruel smile appeared on his face.

He slowly raised the Zanpakutō in his hand: "Okay, I'll give you a ride myself."