Zongman: The evolution of Ninja Bleach from Prince of Tennis

The young master was very tired.

"Master, how do you feel now?"

Ulquiorra opened the door and walked in, walked to the bedside and looked at Xingyan.

"I can't recover for the time being. Except for you and Grimmjow, don't let anyone else get close to here. I'm so weak now, who knows if they will send me away with a flash."

Xingyan was lying in the quilt, and he was very aware of his own situation.

There were only a few Arrancars who didn't want to kill him in the Palace of the Night.

If there were people who would protect him, there would be even fewer.

Ulquiorra and Harribel in front of him were his father's loyal subordinates, and they definitely had no intention of rebelling at the moment.

Grimmjow, the big leopard that ran away, is the big cat he raised. Although he is always provocative and causing trouble outside, his loyalty is not questionable.

Except for these three, the loyalty of others is uncertain.

After all, Aizen ruled Hueco Mundo as a god of death, and any Hollow would be dissatisfied, especially the part that recognized Bylergan as the king before.

"The Hueco Mundo Palace will continue to be temporarily closed. Harribel and I will guard it, and they can't get in."

Ulquiorra didn't expect it to be so serious, but he was absolutely confident that they had to guard here, and others should not have any ideas that they shouldn't have.

But Xingyan didn't think his confidence was really feasible.

Stark might not do anything, but it was hard to say whether the guy who proclaimed himself the king of Hueco Mundo and hated them to the extreme would take action.

After a few simple instructions, let Ulquiorra prepare to intercept others, and Xingyan fell asleep again.

When he woke up, the little blue leopard was lying beside the bed.

A spirit ball was held by the little leopard. When he saw him wake up, the little leopard shook its tail and kicked the ball directly onto his mask.

"So irritable..."

Xingyan reached out and grabbed the ball that sealed the absorbable spirit, opened the seal with his fingers and began to absorb.

He was a little worried about Grimmjow's occasional irritability at first, wondering if he was bullied when he went out.

But later he found that it was good enough that this guy didn't bully others.

Except for Harribel who liked to chop leopards with a sword, and Stark who would beat this leopard even if he didn't like fighting...

"The Night Palace is blocked, and some guys are already wondering if you won't live long."

The leopard claws scratched the bed twice, and Grimmjow remembered the conversations he heard during this trip, and was so angry that he wanted to go out and tear those guys to pieces.

But he still had things to do, so he kept a record first, and he would settle them one by one when he had time!

"I'll go have some fun with them after I recover. Now, let them laugh for a few days."

Xingyan knew that most of the Arrancars here wanted him to die soon.

But not only would he not die, he would soon crush them again with a brand new attitude.

"What's wrong with that Aizen guy? Isn't he your father? Why don't you come and take care of him?"

Grimmjow didn't care about Aizen's identity. When he met him, he didn't call him by his name, but he definitely wouldn't call him 'Lord Aizen'.

In Grimmjow's current concept, he stayed here just to watch this kid, not because he was afraid of Aizen...

"He is in Soul Society. During the period of power fusion, my body cannot be disturbed. I can only feel relieved if he is watching over there. Don't provoke him next time. You can't beat him..."

Xingyan looked at the little leopard who rolled his eyes at him, knowing that it was useless to say more such words.

When it comes to provoking Aizen, the little leopard always confronts head-on, and then gets beaten up every time.

However, no matter how badly he was beaten, he would still have the same attitude next time...

He did it too many times, and I was tired of watching him.

"Rest well after absorbing it. Even if it's not the real body, you still have the identity of the eldest master of the Kyon Palace. Recover quickly and beat those guys up. I'm going out to find something to eat!"

Grimmjow glared at him unhappily, jumped to the ground and turned back into human form. He didn't want to pay attention to this kid for the time being.

He knew that he couldn't beat Aizen, so why did he mention it specifically? It's too much!

Besides, he kept picking on Aizen because he knew that Aizen wouldn't kill him. He felt that the guy was particularly annoying since the first time they met.

Ming

He is clearly an intruder, but he wears glasses and pretends to be a gentle person. It's so fake!

"What a poor little leopard..."

Xingyan watched Grimmjow leave, looked at the half-absorbed spirit in his hand, and felt a little sympathy for Grimmjow's behavior of always looking for abuse.

Of course, it was just a little bit, but more of it was expectation.

Although that guy provoked many times, he would occasionally make a little breakthrough when he was completely suppressed by the spirit pressure.

Although he only grew a little bit each time, it would have an effect after accumulation.

While absorbing the spirit, Xingyan let himself fall asleep again.

At the same time, outside the Kyon Palace, Grimmjow, who was in a bad mood, went out to find someone to fight, and the first Arrancar he met was Nelliel.

"Grimmjow, you look like you are going to fight someone again?"

Nelliel's lake green long hair was scattered behind her, and looking at Grimmjow with a fierce face, her smile was already a little forced.

She doesn't like fighting, and she doesn't like Grimmjow's provocative behavior.

"Go away, I don't want to bother with you today!"

Grimmjow also doesn't like Nelliel.

He used to think that female Arrancars didn't like fighting, so he didn't bother with her.

But after Aizen brought Harribel back, he realized that there was no distinction between men and women in battle.

Even though he often lost to Harribel in the first stage of the Return Blade, it didn't stop him from admiring that crazy woman.

After the comparison, he felt that Nelliel was too unlike a normal Arrancar.

"Can't you restrain yourself a little? I heard that the young master is seriously injured now. If you get hurt again, no one can come out to save you!"

Nelliel watched Grimmjow continue to move forward, and ran over to stop him, persuading him not to cause trouble again.

Before, when this guy got into trouble, it was always the young master who came out to protect him. Now no one can protect him. Why can't he see the current situation clearly!

This stupid leopard, can you please use your brain!

If things get too serious, when Aizen comes to deal with it, no one will be able to have a good life!