Chapter 621 614. My Spirit is Pressing on You

“Huha…”

Breathing begins to become rapid.

Kurosaki Ichigo subconsciously clenched his fist.

What was that just now? It was obvious that nothing happened but it made him feel that his chest was already penetrated by a blade!

This kind of murderous intent that is as physical as it is, is unprecedented.

"Hey, boy, you haven't answered my question yet."

A deep chilling voice came from behind again.

"Are you the Ichigo Kurosaki?"

“…”

Kurosaki Ichigo looked at the shadows that enveloped him, his pupils shrank sharply.

He turned his head stiffly, his forehead covered in sweat.

This time the person behind him did not move again, but met his sight.

"How did you know my name...it was..."

"What? Didn't Yijie mention to you?"

Gengmu Jianba grinned, his smile on his face full of excitement, "I am Gengmu Jianba, the captain of the 11th Team, and I'm here to come... I want to fight with you!"

“!!”

Kurosaki Ichigo was stunned by the scorching gaze.

When he realized it, he immediately turned around and jumped back and pulled away to get a distance.

Then I felt scared.

In those few seconds just now, this man had countless chances to kill him.

He finally recalled that this person turned out to be the very powerful captain mentioned in the corner of the Madara. No, this is no longer a description of being powerful, right? The murderous intent alone almost made him breathless. What kind of monster is this?

Such terrifying murderous intent and spiritual pressure were not at the same level as anyone he met before coming to the Sora-Gong-Ting, including Ashani Renji. In just a moment, Kurosaki Ichigo even retreated a little.

"What do you... want to do?" He looked vigilantly at the man in front of him with a blindfold, scar almost piercing the entire face.

To be honest, Kurosaki Ichigo felt that this seemed to be the first time he had faced an enemy without any confidence like this. The oppression this man gave him was far more terrifying than the Ayuya Kuroki he had met before.

"Didn't I say it? I came here to fight with you."

Geng Mu Jianba grinned, "But I think it would be a bit bad if I didn't say hello and just do it directly..."

As he said that, Mu Jianba was stunned, as if he was thinking about what to do next.

“!?”

Kurosaki Ichigo was inexplicably surprised.

Although this guy looks terrifying, he didn't expect to be quite polite!?

But now seems not the time to think about these things.

Dongdong--

As Gengmu Jianba stopped talking, the atmosphere became cold and quiet for a moment, and Ichigo Kurosaki could only hear his heartbeat that was constantly beating rapidly.

In terms of momentum, he was already completely defeated at this moment, and his heart beat faster before he started fighting.

However, it would be too embarrassing to give up like this?

The violent momentum surged from Kanmu Kanba's body like a roaring wave towards Ichigo Kurosaki, making Ichigo Kurosaki so overwhelmed.

"You guy..."

Listening to the man in front of him, Kurosaki Ichigo's face was filled with an incredible look.

He saw that this man wanted to "fight", no, to be precise, he wanted to enjoy the fight! But... is it necessary to do this level just to enjoy the fight?

"Hurry up, boy! What are you still hesitating and afraid of!? Come on!"

Seeing that Kurosaki Ichigo was always hesitating, Mu Jianba's eyes became impatient, "Come on!"

"Damn it! Don't blame me if you're hacked to death!"

Kurosaki Ichigo no longer hesitated when he heard this, gritted his teeth and held the Zanpakura tightly to sprint towards Gengmu Jianba.

But he did not realize that he had long lost the awareness he had when facing A Sanjing Romano.

It's really disappointing...

A disappointed look came from above.

Perhaps it was because Mu Jianba was too eye-catching, Kurosaki Ichigo did not notice that there was a little girl shaking her legs sitting on the eaves.

Kuroku Yachiru supported Lian and looked at Kurosaki Ichigo rushing towards Kyoto Kiyomi with a little disappointed look.

"This kind of knife... can't hurt Xiaojian..."

In her impression, the little sword could not fall no matter what. A knife like this with only fear was not even a toy in front of her.

clang--

Sure enough, a crisp sound of iron came.

Kurosaki Ichigo stared at the Zanpakura standing on the chest of Gengmu Jianba, but he couldn't react for a while.

Impossible...how is it possible? This is a Zanpakura! It was completely unresponsive when it was chopped on this man? It didn't even have a trace of scratch left?

"ah?"

Also surprised was that he was cut off.

Geng Mu Jianba's eyes became colder, his smile gradually disappeared, and his eyes became terrifying.

"I'm so excited that I want to see what kind of slash you can shoot... It turns out that it's only this level? It's so disappointing."

As he said that, he blocked Kurosaki Ichigo's Zanpakura with his hands with disappointment, and reached out to stroke the hilt of the knife around his waist.

"It's really boring...but it's my turn, please... don't die in just a few strokes."

"Guru..."

Kurosaki Ichigo swallowed.

Why?

He looked at his hand holding the knife in disbelief, and blood kept flowing down, dyeing the bandages wrapped around the hilt of the knife red.

He didn't understand why he cut people hard but failed to leave any scars on the other party's body. Instead, his hand holding the knife cracked.

His hand holding the knife was still exerting force, but the blade against the man seemed to have become dull and could not hurt the guy at all.

He admitted that his sword did not have the awareness of killing like ASanjing Renji, but he was also very serious about chopping! Don’t talk nonsense, “a knife without murderous intention cannot hurt people”, which is completely unreasonable!

Outrageous, this is too outrageous, right? What kind of exercise did this guy's body undergo to be so hard!?

"Clang—"

The friction between the blade and the scabbard kept ringing.

A shabby Zanpakura, which looked full of notches, was slowly pulled out from the waist of Gengmu Jianba.

"It seems you're surprised, right?"

Gengmu Jian holding a long sword in his hand looked down at Kurosaki Ichigo in front of him with expressionless expression, "Why didn't your knife hurt me? Why can't you cause any harm to my body? It's incredible, right?"

How about it—

The blade still pressed against Gengmu Jianba's wrist holding the knife and made a wailing sound.

Gengmu Jianba slowly used force, and the long sword was completely unsheathed, and while using force, it also bounced Kurosaki Ichigo and Zanpakura together with it.

“!?”

How is that possible?

Kurosaki Ichigo's hand holding the knife was trembling a little.

He stabilized his body and looked at the Zanpakura in his hand in disbelief.

He could bounce himself away just by using his body, and his knife was like a toy in front of this man.

"Let me tell you... why your knife can't hurt me. The answer is actually very simple..."

Geng Mu Jianba was a little disappointed, with no expression on his face, holding the long sword in his hand slowly raised it, "In fact, there is no special reason. If you collide with each other's spiritual pressure, people with weak aura will be injured, that's all. Simply put, compared to your knife that raises the spiritual pressure to the limit in order to cut people, the spiritual pressure I emitted in my unconscious is stronger, that's that simple."

"How is it possible..."

The expression on Kurosaki Ichigo's face became extremely stiff.

In other words, even if he tried his best to release the spiritual pressure, would it not be as strong as the spiritual pressure emitted by this guy unconsciously? Just like a sharp toothpick cannot penetrate the steel bars, there is an essential strength gap between them.

But how is this possible!? Even if the other party is the captain, there is no such big gap!?
To be continued...