Early in the morning, in the underground space beneath Shuangshou Hill.
Duan Mu sat cross-legged next to a rockery, waiting for the arrival of the person he had been waiting for for a long time.
Although he thought about starting this practice at the lowest level of Wujian, Duan Mu gave up on this idea in the end.
It's not that you can't apply for the lowest level of Wujian. After all, for Duan Mu, it's just a matter of drawing up a form and signing it yourself...
The reason why he didn't choose there was simply because it wasn't suitable.
This is an instruction in beheading techniques. Neither I nor Unohana Retsu will treat this instruction as a fight.
Da~
Vaguely, the sound of landing came from the direction of the entrance. Duan Mu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a flash of blue light flashed in his eyes.
The condition has been adjusted to the best!
Almost at the same time as Duan Mu looked, a figure fell from the entrance. Her landing was silent, and the first sound was just to remind Duan Mu of his arrival.
——Maozhihualie!
At this time, she still had long black hair parted in the middle. Her hair was tied into a braid and hung down in front of her body. She looked as usual.
But there was no tenderness in those eyes, only coldness and...
Unrippled silence.
Maozhihualie stopped far away from Duan Mu, raised his head and observed everything around him.
"Captain Unohana."
Duan Mu stood up and said hello in a respectful tone.
Mao Zhihualie's eyes turned and fell on Duan Mu. There was a hint of appraising in her dead eyes, but after a while, she shook her head:
"You've really changed a lot."
There was no fluctuation in his tone, as if he was sorry, but also seemed to be happy for Duan Mu's change: "Compared to the first time I met you."
A lot has changed?
Duan Mu was slightly startled. He didn't understand the meaning of Maozhihualie's words. He couldn't figure out whether she was regretful or happy because of this change...
However, Unohana Retsu did not continue on this topic, but changed the subject:
"I don't know how to teach people the art of beheading!"
"Um?"
Duan Mu's eyes suddenly became a little strange. Captain Uozhihua didn't come here to refuse to guide him, right?
In that case, all my efforts these days will be in vain.
"Since you have ever had the idea of challenging me, it means you should know who I was before I became the captain of the Fourth Division."
Maozhihualie said in a self-concerned way:
"My cutting skills were born from challenging various schools in the world and experiencing various blades, so my guidance..."
"It will only let you experience everything I have experienced."
"So the only guidance I can give you is..."
"Only fighting."
Maozhihua spoke for a moment, then slowly pulled out the weird scimitar from his waist:
"Before you give up, before you leave from here, there will be no end to the fight without any rest time!"
Endless fighting without any down time?
Duan Mu's expression was condensed, but he didn't feel scared or inappropriate, he was just looking forward to it.
Duan Mu does not reject this kind of guidance method, but is more accepting of it.
Maozhihua Lie went straight to the topic, causing Duan Mu to give up the pleasantries he originally planned and instead held his hand in the void.
Zheng~~
Amidst the soft chirping of the blade, a blade made entirely of souls appeared in Duan Mu's hand.
The blade is about 1.6 meters long, and its shape is exactly the same as the Danmu Zanpakutō.
The Seventy-eight of the Broken Dao: Cut the Hualun!
The Zanpakutō has not recovered, and Duanmu has been thinking about how to deal with the next Zanjutsu training.
Cutting practice.
Of course, you can’t live without a blade!
After finally thinking about it, he chose the current Kidō Blade. Ordinary blades were simply vulnerable to Zanpakutō and needed to be replaced all the time.
If it breaks during guidance, it is enough to stop the guidance and replace the blade.
The Kidō Blade doesn't need to worry about this at all. As long as Duanmu's spiritual pressure is not exhausted, the blade in his hand can be maintained forever.
Moreover, Duan Mu made certain changes to this ghost way.
The weight, length, shape, and even the sharpness and hardness of the blade were all adjusted to be almost the same as his own Zanpakutō.
The cost of doing this is that maintaining its existence requires a large amount of spiritual pressure.
But what Duan Mu lacks most is spiritual pressure. Although the overall amount of spiritual pressure is far from insufficient, the existence of the spiritual void pattern means that Duan Mu does not need to worry about exhaustion of spiritual pressure!
Since the moment he created the spiritual void pattern, Duan Mu has never ended a battle due to exhaustion of spiritual pressure.
"Are you ready?"
Maozhihualie glanced at the Kidao blade in Duan Mu's hand:
"Next, I will use spiritual pressure equal to yours for all opponents in this life that I think are worthy of note, in order..."
As he spoke, Maozhihualie's figure suddenly disappeared.
This scene made Duan Mu's pupils shrink, and then everything went black, and Uzhihua Lie suddenly appeared in the sky in front of him.
At this time, Maozhihualie seemed to be transformed into a giant hunting eagle, with sharp eyes and full of murderous intent.
Captain Haori spread out behind him. The area covered was obviously not large, but it gave Duan Mu a sense of oppression like the sky was being covered.
"...Presented in front of you one by one!"
The belated voice reached my ears, and the whole world was looking forward to the Unohana Retsu in front of me.
Pleasure!
Fanatical~
Fighting spirit~
Murder~
And that last thing...
Dead silence born of emptiness.
Everything he felt in an instant seemed to turn into a pair of big hands, tearing apart Duan Mu's instinctive restraint and self-restraint in an instant, and tearing apart Duan Mu's superficial disguise.
Let him enter a fighting state at this moment.
The whites of his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes...
The corners of the mouth are grinning to the sides...
The pupils began to dilate crazily...
Cruel, manic, and without any worries!
At this moment, Duan Mu seemed to transform into a wild beast that had broken free of its chains.
The hand holding the sword tightened, and the Kidō blade, which was completely condensed with spiritual pressure, slashed straight towards Unohana Retsu's neck in front of him with a burst of sound.
A killing move!
Knives were born for the purpose of killing.
If you want to practice the so-called beheading skill well, the most suitable method is...
Kill!
Continuously killing, never-ending killing, treating all living things as objects that can be hunted and slaughtered at will.
No matter whether the other party is human or virtual, no matter who the other party is to you...
Even friends, lovers, and even relatives are the same.
kill!
Although Maozhihualie came quickly, the moment she cut it down, the scimitar became extremely slow.
Slow and light, as if it has no power and no lethality.
On the contrary.
The Kidō blade in Duan Mu's hand was as fast as lightning, and it struck at Uozukaretsu's neck in an instant.
The confrontation between the two blades, one fast and one slow, makes everything look indescribably awkward. Normally, this kind of slow knife has no effect under a fast knife, but Unohana Retsu's slashing
The sword is shot, but its presence is extremely strong.
It creates a strong visual contrast that can even make people feel dizzy and nauseated.
Even the lightning-fast Kidō blade in Duan Mu's hand was distorted at this moment, and the distance between the blade and Uozhihua Lie's neck seemed to be getting farther and farther.
But the slow blade collided with Duan Mu's Kidō Blade just in time.
Extreme slowness and extreme speed meet in the air, and time seems to freeze at this moment.
摪——!
A booming sound that was as dull as thunder came out, and a ring visible to the naked eye impacted between Duan Mu and Mao Zhihua, suddenly erupting.
Duan Mu seemed to have suddenly fallen into a vacuum, and his face suddenly turned purple. He tried hard to open his mouth and swallowed... all to no avail. His whole body turned into a cannonball and smashed into a rockery not far away.
Amidst the loud rumbling sound, the rockery fell apart like building blocks.
Phew~~
Under the rubble that filled the sky, Duan Mu opened his mouth, and blood spurted out after he had been suppressed for a long time.
With a popping sound, Duan Mu inserted the blade into the ground and slid back dozens of meters before stopping.
When he raised his head again, the fighting spirit in Duan Mu's eyes became even more fanatical.
baffling!
He couldn't figure out why he collapsed at the first touch.
The difference in spiritual pressure?
No!
As Maozhihualie said...
She controlled her spiritual pressure to be equal to Duan Mu.
But in a battle of equal spiritual pressure, Duan Mu, who had always had the upper hand, fell under this sword...
Collapse at the first touch!
Although Duan Mu did not use any fighting skills other than cutting techniques, including instant coaxing, this was enough to illustrate the terror of Unohana Retsu's sword.
You must know that unlike other captains who rely on the ability of the Zanpakutō, Duan Mu has always used pure cutting skills to face the enemy.
Cutting Technique: Advanced (55203/100000)
Stronger than most captains, advanced cutting skills.
With the same spiritual pressure intensity, in front of Maozhihualie...
Vulnerable!
"Is that the only extent?"
Uzhihua Lie did not pursue, but hit the scimitar with a wave of his hand and said in a cold tone:
"This is just the first person."
The most important thing is...
This is not Unohana Retsu's slicing technique, but the technique that was once defeated by her slicing technique!
Eight thousand flowers of Mao flow!
Challenge various schools in the world and experience various blade queens.
Self-proclaimed...
——Baqianliu!!
Even though he already had a high opinion of Maozhihualie, after experiencing it personally, Duan Mu found that he still underestimated him!
Inexplicably strong...
but……
The enthusiasm in Duan Mu's eyes reached the extreme.
It's really great!
This woman is so amazing!!
At this moment, the corners of Duan Mu's mouth grinned wider and wider, the bloodshot eyes in his eyes were almost red, and the fighting spirit around him boiled to the extreme.
Excited?
excited?
Pleasurable?
…
Maybe both!
But when these emotions reach their extreme, what is left in the end...
There is only peace.
Crazy to the extreme, but will return to peace!
Once upon a time, when he challenged Zaraki Kenpachi as the vice-captain, Duanmu also entered his current state.
But after Duanmu became the captain, no matter how many times he fought Zaraki Kenpachi, he could no longer feel this from him.
because……
No matter how he explodes, Duan Mu can defeat him and even kill him with ease as he digs in again and again.
The reason is simple...
The chains he had put on himself had reached the point where he could only break free gradually by dying and coming back to life.
Therefore, when fighting with him, Duan Mu never experienced the pleasure of the first time again.
some……
It's just that Unohana Retsu is impatient when facing him right now!
Duan Mu held the Kidou Blade and slowly stood up from the ground.
The moment he stood up...
Buzz~~
Invisibly, the entire space seemed to darken at this moment.
The gloomy aura that had not emerged from Duan Mu's body for a long time once again came out from the depths of his soul.
and……
At this moment, it seemed to take shape, and the gray mist visible to the naked eye spread out in all directions with Duan Mu as the center.
The spiritual pressure around Duan Mu also gradually increased from azure at this moment, and finally revealed a hint of purple.
"Sorry, I may not be able to respond to your expectations."
Duan Mu slowly raised his head, his face no longer as ferocious as before, but returned to its original calmness.
But this calmness is completely different from before. Under the entanglement of the gray mist, it gives people a sense of fear as if they are staring into the abyss, and the eyes are filled with deathly silence.
This deathly silence is similar to the deathly silence in Maozhihualie's eyes, but also different.
The dead silence in Uzuki Hana Retsu's eyes was the emptiness he felt because he had no one to kill. He was even so empty that he got tired of fighting and killing others, and finally turned into dead silence.
The deathly silence in Duan Mu's eyes was just pure deathly silence.
"I am not the same as Zaraki Kenpachi."
Duan Mu's voice seemed a little hollow, as if it was echoing in a cave:
"Even if you deliberately seduce me and tear apart the shackles I created unconsciously, I will be as crazy, killing, excited, and war-mad as you expect... But when these reach the extreme..."
"Will it return to peace instead?"
Maozhihualie interrupted Duan Mu's words and looked into Duan Mu's eyes.
"Maybe in the eyes of many people, you are very similar to Zaraki, but I have never felt that you are similar to Zaraki."
"because……"
Maozhihualie lowered the blade in his hand, his eyes showing coldness and disgust:
"Compared to Zaraki, you are more like me."
"It's not so much calmness as it is a disregard for life. The death of anyone will not bring you the slightest emotional fluctuation."
"Everyone can be killed."
"It's easy to save people, but it's the same for killing people!"
Maozhihualie looked at Duan Mu, who was surrounded by gray mist, and said coldly:
"I have discovered this since the first time I saw you. Every time I see you, I feel like I am seeing myself and feel extremely disgusted."
"No matter how long we have known each other, no matter how well we pretend, this disgust cannot be erased, and sometimes we even have the urge to erase you!"
"Do you know?"
The hanging blade of Uozhihua Lie gradually raised, his eyes became narrow and long, and the corners of his mouth curved.
Although he was smiling, there was no hint of laughter in that smile, but only murderous intent.
"Now, I have been suppressing my murderous intention towards you!"
"That's why."
Karetsu Uozhi took a step forward and walked towards Duanmu: "I never thought that you, who is so similar to me, are qualified to be compared with Zaraki who defeated me."
"at least……"
Without any warning, Maozhihualie disappeared from the spot very suddenly.
"Before you kill 'me' you!"
A voice full of murderous intent came from Duan Mu's ears, and the sound of the blade cutting through the air and the sound of words reached Duan Mu's ears at the same time.
