From Naruto, I became a god by hanging up

Kenpachi fell heavily to the ground, and the dust flew up. However, he stood up again with incredible speed, and his aura was still as strong as a rainbow.

Unlike the previous state of madness, his eyes were shining with a clear light at this moment.

He stared at Xingliu who was standing in his original position, and his eyes revealed complex emotions.

Obviously, Kenpachi had broken free from the shackles of illusion and found his true self again.

After a short silence, he slowly spoke, his voice was low and powerful: "Thank you."

After speaking, he turned around and greeted Kusaka Yachiru who was standing beside him.

Kusaka Yachiru bowed respectfully to Xingliu, and then jumped lightly onto Kenpachi's shoulder, like a light fallen leaf.

"Ajian, have you finally remembered my name?" Kusaka Yachiru's voice revealed a hint of expectation.

Kenpachi paused for a moment, and then he snorted disdainfully: "I can't remember that kind of thing at all."

Despite this, there seemed to be a subtle tenderness hidden in his voice.

Kusaka Yachiru was not frustrated by this sentence, but laughed. She knew that Kenpachi's character was like this. He said he didn't care, but he actually cared more than anyone else.

The two figures gradually walked away under the night, and finally disappeared in the endless darkness, and their traces could no longer be seen.

However, in this quiet moment, a swift figure suddenly stuck to Xingliu.

Xingliu did not show any signs of panic or resistance in this sudden contact, as if he had already expected all this.

He gently and naturally hugged the man tightly in his arms with his backhand.

Then, their figures slowly disappeared in the darkness, as if they were swallowed by the night.

And in a mysterious space, the figures of Xingliu and Yachiru suddenly appeared.

Yachiru stared at Xingliu, her eyes burning with a passionate fire, her chest rising and falling with her rapid breathing.

She gently took off her coat, revealing a tight combat suit, which she had specially prepared in order to spar with Xingliu at any time.

She drew the Zanpakutō from her waist, and the blade flashed with cold light.

Her soft hair danced lightly in the windless air, and her eyes gradually turned red.

She pointed the knife at Xingliu, and her voice was full of challenge and respect: "Master Xingliu, please teach me."

Before she finished speaking, her figure had disappeared from the spot like a ghost, turning into a knife light to slash at Xingliu.

Xingliu seemed calm in the face of this thunderous attack.

He smiled slightly, raised his hand, and a black short knife condensed, accurately blocking Yachiru's attack.

The two launched a fierce battle in the different space, and the sword light was entangled like a dragon and snake.

The Zanpakutō in Yachiryu's hand seemed to be integrated with her. She flexibly used the sword techniques of various schools and attacked like a tide.

However, no matter how fierce her attacks were, they were all resolved by Xingliu one by one.

Although her attacks were repeatedly frustrated, Yachiryu did not show any discouragement. Instead, every time she blocked an attack, a satisfied smile would bloom on her face.

She seemed to have found the long-lost fun in this battle, and the Zanpakutō in her hand became more and more fierce.

The combat suit tightly wrapped her exquisite body, and as she moved and jumped in space, she showed amazing flexibility and strength.

However, as time went on, her movements gradually became slower, and her legs unconsciously clamped together.

Finally, after a long and fierce battle, Yachiryu exhausted the last bit of strength.

She stood unsteadily and panted, and the crystal sweat slid down her delicate collarbone, drawing beautiful arcs in the air.

Yachiru looked at Xingliu obsessively, put down his Zanpakutō and flew towards him.

So, the second round began.

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Time passed like a white horse, and it was gone in a flash.

Ever since Xingliu taught Yachiru how to play games, she has deeply fallen in love with this feeling full of challenges and fun.

Every day, she would take out her precious time to fight side by side with Xingliu and immerse herself in the world of games.

However, these days, the attacks on Xingliu by the nobles have been escalating.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, as the leader of the Thirteenth Guard, finally understood Xingliu's attitude.

Xingliu can accept the existence of the Thirteenth Guard, and he respects this team.

However, what he cannot accept is that the Thirteenth Guard is guarding those corrupt nobles.

If the Thirteenth Guard cannot make changes and still stick to outdated concepts and old rules, then even if Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni can defeat Aizen, the future of the Thirteenth Guard is doomed to disappear.

Deeply aware of the current situation, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni knew that he had to act decisively.

He knew that this would mean challenging the existing rules and might even cause unrest, but he had no hesitation.

Because only through thorough reform and innovation can the future survival of the Gotei 13 be ensured.

So he issued an ultimatum to the nobles: those who committed heinous crimes must be handed over, and all noble privileges must be abolished, leaving only their historical glory.

This decision shocked the entire noble class, who scoffed at it and thought it was simply a fantasy.

However, to everyone's surprise, except for the Tsunayashiro family, the other four nobles actually agreed.

This result shocked the nobles who originally looked down on Yamamoto's decision, and also made them feel deeply uneasy.

They began to realize that the world was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

Just as the nobles were panicking and discussing countermeasures, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni did not give them any breathing space.

On the third day after issuing the ultimatum, he personally led the Thirteen Court Guards to launch a vigorous cleanup operation.

This action swept the entire aristocracy like a storm, making people realize the essence of the Thirteen Court Guards again - they are not the guardians of peace, but cold-blooded killing machines.

And Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni himself also showed his iron-blooded and ruthless side in this action.

People began to recall the history of a thousand years ago, the terrifying existence that almost exterminated the Quincy clan.

Now, he stood on the stage of history again, rewriting the fate of the world with his iron-fisted means.

After that cleanup operation, the entire aristocracy was completely overturned.

Those once arrogant nobles are now prisoners, waiting for the trial of the Thirteen Court Guards.

And those people who were once oppressed by the nobles took to the streets, cheering and celebrating the arrival of this new era.

But these excitement obviously have nothing to do with Ichigo Kurosaki and others. After their companions have rested, they are finally going back to the world.

Recalling everything he experienced during this holiday, Ichigo Kurosaki couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

From the dying struggle after being seriously injured by Byakuya, to almost losing himself and becoming a Hollow during the training in Urazono, to the shocking act of wreaking havoc in Soul Society, all of this seemed to be vivid in his mind.

Although the process was full of hardships and dangers, he always walked on firmly.

Now, his goal has finally been achieved.

Rukia Kuchiki, his best friend and comrade-in-arms, was successfully rescued from the execution stand.

At this moment, Ichigo Kurosaki's heart was filled with relief and joy.