Duan Mu shook his newly recovered right hand, unable to help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.
Although the body is huge, there is nothing outstanding in terms of strength.
The surrounding fog is indeed extremely heavy. If other Shinigami were trapped here, even moving a finger would consume a lot of spiritual pressure.
But for me, I don't need to use spiritual pressure at all, I can already move freely here, and naturally I can't talk about consuming spiritual pressure.
And even leaving aside physical fitness...
You are not afraid of depleting your own spiritual pressure, unless you are in a completely spiritual environment.
For now, the only bright spot of this gray fog is its ability to obscure perception.
Duan Mu, who was in the middle, couldn't pinpoint where Ju Ming was, let alone which direction the next blow would come from.
"Since you will appear in front of me."
Duan Mu searched the gray fog with his eyes and said calmly: "You are at least certain about killing me, right?"
Originally, according to Duan Mu's expectation, Ju Ming would always hide in the dark, waiting for opportunities to swallow more people to make himself stronger.
And now Ju Ming, although he has swallowed many people...
But most of them were ordinary people and ordinary soldiers of the Gotei 13th Division. Only a few of the chief officers and vice-captains were swallowed by him, and there was only one person at the captain level, Zaihou.
Putting aside the chief officers, individual vice-captains, and those with the strength of a vice-captain, even those ordinary people and the ordinary soldiers of the Gotei 13th Division may not be able to increase its strength as much as Zaihou alone.
.
To attack oneself with such strength, preparations can be said to be extremely inadequate.
But it still appeared, and it was lying in ambush on the road leading from Wanshouwu to Shiba's house, figuring that Duanmu would definitely come here.
However, Ju Ming did not give Duan Mu any time to continue to wonder.
The mist spreads to both sides as if consciously, opening up a long path for this sea of fog.
The end of the path~
A figure holding a knife walked slowly towards Duan Mu.
This figure looks like a little boy, wearing a gray robe. His appearance is very similar to Duan Mu, but compared to Duan Mu, he is more indifferent, as if he does not have any emotions.
However, this is not the weirdest thing. The weirdest thing is...the little boy's pupils are a strange purple color. Being stared at by those purple eyes makes Duan Mu instinctively feel inexplicable discomfort.
It's not a feeling of discomfort, but a kind of biological instinct of discomfort and disgust. The murderous intention in my heart rises uncontrollably, and I can't wait to kill the owner of the purple eyes immediately.
Duan Mu frowned, avoiding those eyes, and turned to look at the long gray knife in his hand.
The style of the long knife is completely different from Duan Mu's memory. The length is still about 1.6 meters. The handle has a hexagonal shape. Behind the handle, there is a strip that is extremely inconsistent with the gray blade, but somehow blends in.
White satin ribbon.
Not the first solution~
Although the Zanpakutō has not been completely restored, Duanmu has used it many times in battles. After the initial release, the state of Kumei and Qianda has basically not changed, but it has the ability to contain various energies and the blade can disintegrate at will.
, and also the improvement of sharpness.
And the Zanpakutō held by Ju Ming in front of him is definitely not the Ju Ming that Duan Mu remembers after he was released.
Duan Mu's expression suddenly became extremely solemn.
It's not a shallow attack, it's not a preliminary solution.
Then there is only one possibility. The Zanpakutō that Ju Ming is holding is something he has never seen or used before...
Swastika!
Thinking of this, Duan Mu couldn't help but feel a little curious while being solemn.
I'm curious about what abilities my Zanpakuto's swastika has.
"Should I say long time no see?"
Duan Mu looked at the little boy, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
He was no stranger to the little boy. Before his Zanpakutō was destroyed by him with Aizen's power, it had always been in the form before him.
The little boy didn't speak. He looked like an unconscious body. He just stared at Duan Mu with his purple eyes. There was no emotion or emotion in it... or in other words, no feeling that any living thing should have.
Is it because he died once and didn’t recover?
Or is this the state you will inevitably enter after swastika?
At this moment, the little boy who was walking slowly suddenly touched the ground with his toes and disappeared from Duan Mu's field of vision without any warning.
Duan Mu suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart, and the feeling of extreme danger made the hairs on his body stand up.
The long gray knife was reflected in his pupils, and Duan Mu instinctively formed a Kidō blade to block it in front of him.
摪——!
The sound resounded throughout the battlefield, accompanied by sparks bursting, a wave of ripples centered on the two people, spreading to the surroundings, and the sharp slashing bursts split the surrounding earth into ravines and spread out.
Duan Mu looked at Ju Ming who was very close at hand, and just when he was about to make a move, there was a flower in front of him, and Ju Ming's figure disappeared into the gray mist again.
So fast!
Duan Mu frowned, feeling a bit baffled. No matter how Duan Mu searched in the mist, he couldn't catch even a trace of Ju Ming's shadow.
The reason why he was able to react just now was because he responded at the moment he was attacked.
Fortunately, although Ju Ming is fast, his attainments in cutting techniques are not strong, and his attacks are extremely simple.
However, with the blessing of that powerful spiritual pressure, the power is still extremely terrifying.
"Huh~~"
Duan Mu took a deep breath, his expression gradually returned to calm, he gave up searching, and instead stood quietly where he was.
Respond to all changes by remaining unchanged.
Since your eyes can’t keep up, let’s just rely on feeling!
The next second, Duan Mu's feet were slightly on the ground, his body bent forward, and the Kidō blade condensed in his hand slashed out. With the huge force, it even formed a hurricane.
Duan Mu did not use the spiritual pressure in the spiritual void pattern. Although he could absorb the spiritual energy on his own to recover, the speed of recovery was completely unsuitable for use in combat.
In front of the slashing trajectory of Kidō's blade, Ju Ming's figure appeared, and his Zanpakutō slashed straight at Duan Mu.
The two blades approached quickly, and just when Duan Mu thought that the scene just now was about to happen again, a strange scene happened.
The Zanpakuto that was simply slashed suddenly moved at a strange angle, bypassing his Kidō Blade.
This transfer was full of a sense of dissonance, giving Duan Mu the feeling that the other party had already made the move a few seconds in advance.
It was so weird that Duan Mu couldn't even react.
Phew~~
Blood spurted out, and a cloud of blood exploded on Duan Mu's shoulder.
Even though he reacted immediately, the knife still fell on Duan Mu.
Foreknowledge?
Duan Mu frowned. The injury to his shoulder was not serious and could be recovered in an instant.
But being struck by this simple knife made Duan Mu feel an inexplicable sense of disobedience.
The attack trajectory, angle, and use of spiritual pressure of the sword... and even the so-called sword technique cannot be called complicated, but he did not stop it or dodge it!
After the blow, Ju Ming's toes touched the ground, and his whole body merged into the mist again.
Duan Mu glanced at his shoulder with his peripheral vision. The wound had healed, and there was unscarred skin under the torn clothes.
It's not like prediction, more like...
The moment Ju Ming drew his sword, he saw through all the changes in Duan Mu's sword, and selected the absolutely undefendable trajectory of the ghost blade in Duan Mu's hand.
Moreover, the moment Ju Ming drew his sword, Duan Mu felt an indescribable concentration on him!
Although Duan Mu would instinctively calm down during a fierce battle and let his concentration reach its peak.
But the concentration displayed by Ju Ming was beyond Duan Mu's ability. It was as if the emotions that all living things should have been wiped out and the body's functions were cut off.
Incarnate into...
Pure killing machine.
The spiritual pressure, strength, and speed obviously did not increase, but at a certain moment they seemed to increase significantly.
Weird~!
What are its abilities after being solved?
Duan Mu didn't feel that he was weakened, nor did he feel that the opponent was getting stronger, but he couldn't avoid the opponent's attack.
Whoosh~~
The sound of breaking through the air appeared again, and the Kidō blade in Duan Mu's hand was slashed out again.
Phew…
The sound of blood spurting continued to sound, and blood flowers bloomed from all over Duan Mu's body.
No matter how he tried to block it, no matter how he tried to dodge it, the Zanpakutō in Ju Ming's hand would just hit Duanmu's Zanpakutō and appear in the area where Duanmu was dodging.
I can’t understand or understand…
Ju Ming didn't give Duan Mu any time to think, and his figures appeared in all directions of Duan Mu, so fast that he even left afterimages.
The sound of the blade entering the body continued to sound in the gray field, and the surrounding gray mist turned a little scarlet under the burst of blood.
"Huh...huh..."
Unconsciously, Duan Mu's breathing became rapid.
Although he would be injured every time Ju Ming attacked, Duan Mu relied on his fighting consciousness to take all the attacks at the lowest cost and divert the blades that hit his vital parts to some insignificant parts.
But this kind of defense that continuously tightened his nerves not only made Duan Mu feel tired physically, but also made him feel dizzy mentally.
But he couldn't let down his guard, because even if he slowed down for a second, he would be hit by the attack that hit his vitals.
However, Duan Mu was vaguely aware of the abilities of Ju Ming after the swastika was solved!
If nothing unexpected happens...
It should be an ability related to analysis.
There was something different about those purple pupils. Before every attack by Ju Ming, those pupils would be locked on Duan Mu, making Duan Mu feel an inexplicable sense of disgust, but he was also able to determine where he would appear.
It is obvious that it will be exposed in the dark, but Ju Ming will still let those pupils lock on him, which is enough to show that the activation condition of its ability is to look at him.
Human body analysis?
Duan Mu frowned. Under the gaze of those purple eyes, no matter how small the reaction was, it would be captured, so that it could be analyzed immediately and the attack adjusted in advance.
It was as if under the gaze of those purple eyes, Duan Mu's reaction of even one cell would be noticed.
If that’s the case…
The spiritual lines all over Duan Mu's body shone slightly.
Almost at the same time, Ju Ming's figure appeared above Duan Mu's head, and the gray blade with a white ribbon in his hand struck Duan Mu's forehead straight down.
Restraining his body's instinctive reaction, Duan Mu's spirit lines all over his body brightened at this moment.
The next second...
Buzz~
The air trembled, and dark red imaginary bullets suddenly condensed from Duan Mu's body and flew towards Ju Ming who was attacking from the air.
Hundreds of empty bullets caused the spiritual void patterns on Duan Mu's body to darken.
But hundreds of false bullets appeared at the same time, with almost no gaps. And when the distance between the two was extremely close, Ju Ming would never be able to dodge his own attacks like before and attack him through the gaps.
And this is true!
Hundreds of false bullets enveloped Ju Ming in the blink of an eye, and the surface flashed with red light. Although the power of the false bullets was far weaker than that of false flash, its speed was nearly twenty times that of false flash.
Moreover, so many false bombs erupting at the same time are enough to make up for the lack of lethality!
At the moment when the dummy bullet was fired, Duan Mu was not idle. While squatting down with his legs, he followed the dummy bullet and rushed straight towards Ju Ming in mid-air.
However, the scene that happened next made Duan Mu's pupils shrink.
Puff puff puff puff puff puff puff...
A sound like deflating air came out, and Ju Ming's figure turned around in mid-air, and the Zanpakutō in his hand turned into countless afterimages, hitting the empty bullets one after another!
Normally, the released dummy bullet will explode even if it is attacked.
But the moment they were hit by the Zanpakutō, the empty bullets were really like balloons, deflating, and the majestic spiritual pressure inside them dimmed the spiritual void lines on Duan Mu's body.
, actually turned into a spirit child again.
Not human body analysis!!
Duan Mu looked at the long knife heading straight towards him, and for the first time his eyes showed shock.
This is……
Analysis of everything!
Even Duan Mu, the caster, could not restore the released virtual bullet to its spirit state, but that simple point could easily resolve the virtual bullet.
It feels as if the weak points of all the virtual bullets have been found in an instant, and even the rules of the spiritual pressure in the virtual bullets have been analyzed.
The point on the tip of the knife is not so much about breaking the virtual bullet as it is about eliminating the rule of "let the spiritual pressure condense the virtual bullet", fundamentally erasing the existence of the virtual bullet.
Analyzing the human body and analyzing rules are completely two different concepts.
The sound of blood spurting sounded, and the world in Duan Mu's eyes turned scarlet, and blood sprayed out from Duan Mu's eyes.
The last emotion left in his eyes was extremely shocking!
Bang~!
The piece of wood fell to the ground, and he, who was blind, did not sit still and wait for death, but immediately clapped his hands in front of his chest.
"Seventy-nine Binding Dao, Nine-Yao Binding!"
Nine black holes-like black balls suddenly appeared around Duan Mu's body.
Jiu Yao Bin is a binding type. Nine balls will be distributed in all directions of the enemy to form a black hole-like effect, thus restricting the enemy's movement.
But the Nine Yaobao used by Duan Mu at this time is a little different. The suction force of its black hole is not directed at Duan Mu in the center, but is released in all directions, including the top of his head, attracting all attacks and people that attack him!
Ju Ming's ability to decipher the Swastika gave Duan Mu a great shock, to the point where even he didn't know how to decipher it!
and……
On the one hand, he hopes that there is a limit to this kind of analysis, so that he can win.
On the one hand, he hopes that there is no limit to this analysis!
because……
This is his Zanpakutō.
The ability to analyze rules is undoubtedly an ability that completely infringes on the realm of God.
It can even be compared with the system's terrifying deduction ability.
And in a way...
In fact, the analytical rules and the system's deduction capabilities seem to complement each other.
