From Naruto, I became a god by hanging up

But unlike the cheerful atmosphere outside, in Ichigo's spiritual space.

He was being beaten by Kyobaku.

In this deep and dark spiritual space, the breath of battle permeated every corner.

Ichigo and Kyobaku, two completely different beings, were holding their own Zanpakuto and fighting fiercely in this endless darkness.

The Zanpakuto in Kyobaku's hand flashed with a cold light, like a silver poisonous snake wandering in the darkness.

Every time he swung his sword, it was with the force of thunder and lightning, as if to tear the space apart.

Wherever the blade passed, the air seemed to be split in two, leaving a long crack.

And Ichigo held his Zanpakuto tightly, trying his best to fight against Kyobaku.

His swordsmanship was not very good, but every time he swung it, he was full of determination.

However, Kyobaku's power was too strong, and every time the blades intersected, Ichigo felt numb in his arms.

In this battle, the sound of Zanpakuto colliding kept ringing, like a fierce symphony.

Every collision sparked a brilliant spark, making the dark space instantly bright as day.

Although at a disadvantage, Yihu did not give up.

He gritted his teeth, constantly adjusted his breathing and rhythm, trying to find Xubai's flaws.

He knew that only by persisting could he have the hope of defeating Xubai.

And Xubai did not seem to be in a hurry to end this battle.

Every time he repelled Yihu, he would deliberately slow down the rhythm of the attack, as if he was appreciating Yihu's struggle and pain.

After a fierce confrontation, Xubai's blade once again left a deep blood mark on Yihu's arm.

He stepped back a few steps, with a contemptuous and cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yihu," Xubai said slowly, with a hint of teasing in his tone, "Do you know what the difference is between a king and a mount?"

He tightly grasped the chain of the Sky Lock Moon Blade and spun it in the air with a whistling wind.

Yihu was slightly startled, frowning at Xubai in confusion, waiting for his next words.

Xubai sneered and shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not playing any word games with you."

He suddenly stopped the spinning Zanpakutō, and his eyes instantly became as sharp as a knife:

"When two beings have the same posture, ability and power, why can one of them become the king and dominate the battlefield, while the other can only be a vassal and add a little combat power? Do you understand the difference, Yihu?"

Listening to Xubai's aggressive questioning, Yihu was silent.

He really couldn't find the answer, this profound question was beyond his understanding.

Seeing Yihu's speechless, Xubai's smile became even stronger: "Let me tell you, there is only one answer, that is instinct."

His voice was low and powerful, and every word was shaking this spiritual space.

"Among those beings with the same power, the one who can stand out and become the king must have the most primitive and most explicit desire for fighting."

"They pursue power at all costs and destroy the enemy without mercy. This absolute passion and persistence in fighting is their instinct that distinguishes them from others."

Xu Bai pressed forward step by step, and every word he said was like a heavy hammer hitting Yihu's heart: "And you, Yihu."

"You fight with reason, and think about how to defeat the enemy with reason. You want to use the sword but it is still in the scabbard. Who can you cut?"

At this point, Xu Bai tightly grasped the Tiansuo Zhan Yue and smiled contemptuously: "So, you are weaker than me, Yihu."

Hearing Xu Bai's contemptuous words, Yihu's heart was deeply touched.

He understood that every word Xu Bai said was true. He had indeed been using reason to restrain his fighting instinct, with too many concerns and hesitation.

However, this does not mean that he will give up.

On the contrary, Kyobaku's words were like a wake-up call, awakening the long-dormant fighting desire in his heart.

A gleam of determination flashed in his eyes, and he tightly grasped the Zanpakutō in his hand, feeling the cold and powerful force.

At this moment, Kyobaku appeared in front of Ichito like a ghost, and stabbed him fiercely in the abdomen.

"Ichito, you are just a mount now." Kyobaku's cold voice sounded in Ichito's ears.

Ichito staggered back, looked down at his bloody abdomen, his pupils shrank suddenly, and an incredible shock surged in his heart.

Due to the interference of the star stream, Ichigo Kurosaki immediately devoted himself to the training of the hollow after returning to the real world, which left him no time to sort out his chaotic heart, and he was not mentally prepared to deal with such a heavy blow.

Therefore, at this moment, Ichito, while suffering from serious injuries, also lost his past courage to move forward.

His mind was blank, as if he was trappedinto the endless darkness.

A flash of disappointment flashed in Kyobaku's eyes, and he smacked his lips, looking at the Ichigo who he had once placed high hopes on.

He thought he could see Ichigo's growth and transformation in this battle.

However, the reality was too cruel to accept.

This Ichigo, whom he regarded as a potential stock, was so vulnerable.

You know, he, Kyobaku, is Ichigo Kurosaki's Zanpakutō!

He is the one who always expects Ichigo to become stronger.

But now, facing this reality, he can only feel deeply disappointed.

And at the moment when Ichigo temporarily lost consciousness, his body also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The white object tightly wrapped his upper body like a cocoon, and the hollow mask on his face was slowly forming, and a hole that only hollows have gradually appeared on his chest.

"Hey, hey, hey, this is not good!"

Rokuguruma Kensei tried his best to repel the hollow Ichigo, panting.

Compared with the easy response at the beginning, Ichigo is now getting closer and closer to the state of Hollow, and his spiritual pressure is becoming stronger and stronger.

So even if he is in normal state, he can no longer deal with it as easily as before.

Urahara Kisuke also put away his usual smile and stared at Ichigo who was turning into Hollow with a heavy face.

He knew very well that he could no longer hold back at this time.

"Go all out and interrupt his Hollow!" He ordered loudly.

Hearing this order, everyone in the masked army nodded without hesitation.

They all came from this stage and knew that Ichigo could not continue like this. Otherwise, he would be completely swallowed by the Hollow and could never be saved.

However, just as they were about to take action, a strong spiritual pressure suddenly burst out.

The surrounding space seemed to tremble with this spiritual pressure, and countless black lines trembled and twisted in the space.

Hiyori's pupils shrank, and she asked in shock: "What's going on?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a howl that didn't sound like a human voice suddenly resounded through the sky.