Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

The impact of Abraham was not limited to Zaraki alone. At this moment, except for those who could reach the captain level, everyone else in Xuye Palace was in an extremely bad mood because of Abraham's initial wail.

Hong Jiang took a deep breath and said with an intoxicated look on his face: "Well, is it the smell of despair that affects most people through the sound? The intensity is not enough. There should be other manifestations." ’

Another negotiation failed. He rolled his eyes and clearly had another idea: "That guy Zaraki seems to have met an interesting little guy. Sister Hua, why don't you go and have a look?"

Uozhihua rolled her eyes at him, "I don't think it's interesting, Hongjiang."

Hong Jiang analyzed seriously: "Although we were not affected, Sister Hua, you can still feel it. The wailing just now can evoke some bad memories."

"Assuming that the ability of the person Zaraki is facing is to weaken the opponent through sound, then Zaraki will be affected at the center."

Seeing that Unohana was about to speak, Hongjiang quickly interrupted and continued: "Of course, there is another possibility. What if the little guy Zaraki dealt with can continuously affect the opponent's psychology?"

The smile on Unohana's face paused, and her tone was quite calm: "I didn't expect you to care so much about Captain Zaraki."

Hongjiang didn't intend to take any detours, and almost made it clear: "What I'm worried about is not Zaraki, but his opponent."

"oh?"

"Sister Hua, don't you think Zaraki's fighting talent is too high? Generally speaking, talent does have the opportunity to grow, but as time goes by, it will gradually become experienced and finally turn into something that is a flash of inspiration. "Hirojiang continued: "Zaraki is different. He has hardly accumulated any experience. During my sparring with him, I seemed to encounter a brand new opponent every time. This is enough to show that his fighting talent is still there. It’s amazing that it’s not fully explored, isn’t it?”

Uzhihua's voice suddenly turned cold: "What on earth do you mean?"

"Either he is a monster that will never stop growing, or... he is a monster to begin with, but mistakenly thinks that he is a human being." Hong Jiang's tone was full of temptation, as if he was asking and answering himself: "If I continue to give I am very curious about his psychological pressure, whether he fully stimulated his potential, or..."

"Finally remembered that I was actually a monster?"

"I prefer the latter, Sister Hua."

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On the other side, Zaragi was struggling with how to get rid of the strange thing in his mind. No matter how stupid he was, he realized that there was something wrong with the red face that had penetrated his body before.

"You keep telling me to run away, which side are you from, you bastard." Zaraki muttered to himself, trying to communicate with the being in his body that might be Abraham, but the other party did not respond to him.

At this moment, the headless man on the opposite side, who had recovered from his injuries, struck again with a sword, and a dull laughter came from his chest, as if he was laughing at Zaraki's previous stupid actions.

Zaraki turned sideways to avoid the opponent's chop, and at the same time, he waved his right hand and swept the sword across.

The headless man did not hide. He also turned around and raised his sword. The sword was divided at the touch. Zaragi laughed and stabbed with the sword again. The headless man flicked his right hand and heard a clicking sound. The spine of the long sword separated section by section and turned into a long braid, wrapped around the Zaraki sword!

"Oh? There is also such a change?"

Zaragi let out a puzzled expression and changed the thrust into a pull. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not resist, and was pulled directly into the air by Zaragi.

The burly body turned in a circle under the traction of the bone whip, and nimbly came behind Zaragi. Zaragi only felt that the white bone whip was about to wrap around his neck.

The sharp bone spurs rotated quickly with the shrinking bone whip, like a waving blade. If it were touched by it, Zaraki would probably imitate his opponent and become a headless monster. Instead of There is probably no suspense as to whether he can survive without his head.

"It's over, it's over! We're going to die, we're going to die!" Abraham's desperate cry sounded again. For a moment, Zaraki actually agreed with the point of view of 'us', and he was in a daze for a moment.

The pain in his neck instantly woke him up. The sharp bone spurs had already scratched his skin and could cut off his neck completely in the next moment!

Without any time to react, Zaraki stretched out his hand to grab the shrunken bone whip. Even though his palm was pierced by bone spurs, he didn't frown. On the contrary, it made his performance even more ferocious and exciting?

"Hiding behind others is so boring!"

Zaragi pulled hard with his left hand, forcefully pulling away the bone whip on his neck, and then swung forward, throwing the headless man behind him heavily to the ground!

This was not over yet. He turned the bone whip that pierced his palm and let it wrap around his arm. Countless pillars of blood spurted out instantly, but Zaragi didn't care at all.

The sword in his right hand finally escaped, jumped forward, stepped on the chest of the headless man who fell on the ground, grinned, and slashed downwards with the sword in his hand!

"I want to see if you are really immortal!"

Zaragi slashed left and right crazily, and for a moment the sword was so sharp that it was hard to count how many cuts he had made.

Although the headless man below was not divided into countless pieces of flesh, every time the sword flashed, something would always break away from his body, whether it was a hand, a foot, or an arm.

Originally, he wanted to pull the bone whip to stop Zaragi, but who would have thought that although Zaragi acted crazy, the first knife cut right on his right wrist, making him instantly lose the possibility of stopping Zaragi!

At this moment, Zaragi was like a ghost crawling out of hell. After countless cuts, and after the other party had stopped moving for a long time, he gradually stopped laughing and looked at the torn corpses on the ground. He casually pulled out the bone whip that had penetrated his left arm and threw it on the ground.

"I thought you really couldn't be chopped to death. It seems that apart from your headlessness, there's nothing interesting about you."

Zaragi shook his head and sighed. The blood flowing from his neck had almost dyed the entire collar red because of his wild laughter just now.

The death armor on the left arm has been shattered into strands of spiral rags. Blood penetrated it and fell to the ground drop by drop, making people seem to be able to smell the rich and disgusting smell of blood from a distance.

Nearly one-third of the white captain Haori was dyed red, making Zaragi look miserable, but what could he do?

He was still there, and he was even the only one standing, the winner of this duel that was enjoyable but ended suddenly!

"No, he won't die, he will hunt us forever..."