June 15th, night, 7:30.
Hakakura Town, the base of izakaya.
Komatoyo Miyuki was wiping the cup that seemed to never be wiped clean absentmindedly, and the noise of the guests at a table not far away seemed to have nothing to do with her.
That's not a perfect master.
It has been more than a month since Tsukishima Hidekuro died. Mizoroku was called to the police station and never came back, but nothing happened. The signal he sent said that "the God of Death may know him through him being summoned" To fully realize the identity of the magician, he should go out to avoid the limelight and travel abroad. ’
As for the Perfectionists who knew about this stronghold, they were generally notified. They each maintained their hidden identities and never came again.
So now she has no idea what the situation is like in the outside world, and can't contact others rashly. At most, she occasionally passes by the hotel where Ji Xing works or the high school where Chad goes to school.
What should happen to the two of them made her a little uncertain about certain things.
She absentmindedly pressed the bell in her arms, and the jingling bell at the door brought her back to her senses. When she looked up, she saw a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance and white-rimmed glasses walking in, with a graceful smile on his face.
“Um, welcome! Are you there?”
"Don't you recognize me? Miyuki. Oh, it's not surprising. The last time I saw you, you were just one year old, and twenty years have passed in a flash." The middle-aged man pushed up his glasses: "I have hugged you."
Komayomi Yuki was startled: "You are..."
“Domen Xinding.” The middle-aged man replied: “I used to be very good friends with your mother.”
“…and mother?! So you are…”
Tamon Shinsada smiled and nodded, walked to the table of four ordinary people who were drinking, and said in a conferential tone: "I'm sorry, the izakaya is booked tonight, can you guys pay your bills and leave?"
The four of them stood up together: "Okay."
They maintained the same smiling expression as Tamon Nobusada, paid the bill with Komatoyo Miyuki, who had goosebumps on his body, and left the izakaya.
"This is…"
"Clean up, Miyuki, and prepare drinks for ten people." Domon Shinsada smiled and said: "The leader specially asked me to clear the place half an hour in advance. Everyone should arrive one after another, so don't let That’s not what they picked on me.”
“Chief…everyone?”
"Yes." Tamon Nobusada looked at Komatoyo Miyuki from bottom to top: "You have really grown into a big girl... Don't be afraid, there is no need to keep it secret now, and your uncle will protect you.
Tonight, here, we will all assemble, kill all the Shinigami, and then attack Soul Society! "
Miyuki Komatoyo's pupils shrank, her body tensed unnaturally and she clenched her fists. After a few seconds, she asked in panic: "So... you are one of the top leaders of the organization, and soon everyone will..."
“Ah, you are right.”
…
Ichigo's house, attic.
Wearing her home pajamas, Kuchiki Rukia was lying on the couch comfortably, doing homework assigned by the school, and suddenly laughed at herself.
“It’s so calm that I’m almost used to it.”
Since the dangerous incident more than a month ago and being frightened by the perfectionist in the hotel, my identity has really not been exposed again.
Although Ichigo's class was stunned by Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which shocked her for a while, it was not considered dangerous.
Ichigo has completed all the tasks of the God of Death very well, and Ichigo is getting stronger and stronger. Although my spiritual power recovers extremely slowly, it is finally almost a quarter of its original level...
Hmm, is it a quarter?
Lucia, Lucia, don’t forget your identity, don’t really think that you are a student, leave when you recover to...one-third, which is enough to deal with most ordinary Hollows.
Captain Urahara and the Perfectionist named Kouki Hirakawa were lucky enough not to always happen.
As soon as she thought of this, she caught a shadow in her peripheral vision and tilted her head subconsciously.
Through the window and the moonlight, she saw a figure standing on a telephone pole. He was wearing a death tyrant uniform, carrying a sword, and had red hair and thick eyebrows...
Lucia quickly rubbed her eyes.
Then she and the figure looked at each other, their eyes widening at the same rate.
“Renji? Why did you come to this world?!”
Renji Abarai couldn't believe his eyes. It was in the afternoon that Soul Society finally received the news of the gathering of Perfection Jutsu practitioners. After preparing for more than a month, he finally came to the real world.
He and the captain and others met with the Death Gods stationed in the real world. He acted alone on the grounds that his mission was to eliminate the Death Gods who were tasked with clearing the void souls and reminding them to be careful.
Actually, he wanted to find his childhood sweetheart Lucia. He wanted to surprise her and ensure her safety.
As a result...how did this person put on righteous bones and live in a human home? Are you still doing human questions? !
A few seconds later, Rukia, who had returned to the state of death, jumped out of the window, her expression slightly evasive, and waved to Renji, indicating that she could go far away.
"Your spiritual pressure..." Renji, who also jumped off the telephone pole, also sensed it, and his expression was even more angry: "Who did this?!"
“Hush—come here first…”
“Hey, Rukia, your friend?” Ichigo poked his head out of the window to say hello, causing Rukia’s body to freeze instantly and her face to turn pale. What an idiot!
Renji's eyes also focused on Ichigo for an instant, with mixed emotions such as understanding, anger, and disbelief, "Rukia, you...?!"
Lucia was silent and let out a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, you shouldn't take chances. You won't always be lucky. Renji, I..."
"The sky determines the fate, and luck comes at the right time." At this moment, a strange voice with a hoarse voice came from not far away, interrupting the communication between the two, and making the three people, including Ichigo, look sideways.
I saw an old woman walking out of the darkness, shuffling a pile of cards with her hands folded, and then took out one and sighed: "You two, there is a disaster."
The next moment, Renji suddenly felt horrified and pushed Lucia away violently. Then with a pop, a **** arrow shot out from his side's back!
“…Renji?!”
…
On the roof of a certain tall building, Ji Xing was sitting on the edge, overlooking the night view of Karakura Town.
Looking towards Ichigo's house, he stood up with his legs pulled back and turned around to say, "Good evening."
A sturdy man about two meters tall stood there quietly and said in a calm tone: "Did you know that I would find you and kill you?"
"I don't know. I have been planning the action for more than a month. If I didn't concentrate on dealing with the God of Death, why would I come here to deal with a little shrimp like me?" Ji Xing said: "I am just waiting for the opportunity to make a move."
"The leader said that no matter whether you have any problems or not, Kuroba and Tsukishima will die 'for you'. You will at least bring a little bad luck to the organization, so before the battle, let me take care of you on the way."
Ryuya Hirekage, the fourth person in the Perfection Technique, looked at Ji Xing and said: "But I didn't expect that you really have a problem, or even feel arrogant. What is your source of confidence? The Perfection Jutsu outside of hang gliding?"
“You’ll find out soon enough.”
The brilliance of the spirit son flashed on his body, and the white-edged black wings stretched out behind Ji Xing. A strong wind blew, and Ji Xing, who was holding a feather sword, had already slashed in front of Hiraikage Ryuzai!
—
With a faint sound of collision, Ryuya Hirekage hit the sword directly with his fist. The flesh and blood body collided with the sword. Not only was it unscathed, Ji Xing's sword even disappeared!
Hong's waving arm caused a misjudgment of the distance. Ji Xing's body leaned forward, and Hiraikage Ryuya's other punch hooked his body.
Before making contact, Ji Xing's wings had already flapped in time, and his body was lifted into the air, avoiding the fist that was thrown at him.
"Sensitive movements and good adaptability. But...if you don't use your second perfection technique quickly, you will have no chance!"
Hiraikage Ryuya clenched his fists, the muscles of his body tensed, blue-gray lines spread on his fists, and quickly covered his arms!
The second stage of transformation was released, and the Death Captain-level spiritual pressure burst out from his body, making the surrounding air become stagnant and heavy!
He raised his head and punched Ji Xing from the air.
–
A blue-gray air bomb shot out in the direction of his fist, instantly approaching Ji Xing, passing behind Ji Xing's side and brushing against his wings.
It looked smokeless and waveless, as if there was nothing dangerous about it, but after Ji Xing concentrated another sword and struck him, the sword disappeared together with the air bomb!
“My title is the Fist of Elimination. These fists and the attacks made by these fists can make all objects in the world disappear.” He explained.
Ji Xing smiled: "It's a pity that I don't have any extra time tonight, otherwise I would have to stay with you for a while just based on your ability to explain things proactively."
"Your Perfection Technique is very strong. If you don't have intelligence, if you don't face me, it wouldn't be surprising to assassinate two Shinigami captains. But you also have obvious weaknesses, so you are not ranked at the top in Xcution, right? Fourth? Fifth ?almost.
First of all, the coverage area is not wide enough, and it only affects both arms. This is probably because the eraser in your Perfection Technique medium is not big enough. "
Hiraikage Ryuya's expression was slightly solemn, this guy... saw the full expression technique I secretly activated?
“Since it is an eraser, it is not erasing but erasing. This power can erase the spirit son, and everything is inseparable from the spirit child structure. If you erase the spirit child, it will naturally collapse.
However, you don't seem to like using this cruel method of killing. After absorbing some power of the Perfection Technique, you developed a method of erasing space spirits. What you just punched was also the 'Fist of Exile', which opened in an instant. I opened a space passage of corresponding size and threw away my knife.
Where do you want to throw me? The other side of the ocean, or... Hueco Mundo? "
…what happened? ! Eyes, or even brain visualization? I was able to determine the details of my abilities after just two contacts. How did you do that? !
Ryuya Hirekage clenched his fists and made a crunching sound.
"Hey, it's my turn." Ji Xing stretched out his hand as if to stop his attack.
Then the feathers of the wings fluttered and fluttered!
Amidst the gorgeous circling, another sword condensed in his hand. It was a strange sword, full of angular and forked branches, and looked like a feather duster.
“Another weakness of yours is your inability to block attacks that stack up to a speed that exceeds your eraser speed.”
He pulled his hand back and threw the sword suddenly!
The strange sword was like a bullet, and it came into contact with Ryuya Hirekage's fist in an instant. Just like before, it was instantly wiped out by his fist.
But what is erased is only the main body of the blade!
Those tiny angular branches were flying and dancing in the air, causing Ryuya Hirekage's expression to freeze, and he immediately punched out the other fist with all his strength!
Puff puff-
Amidst the faint sound of elimination, the muscles of Ryuya Hirakage's legs tightened, and a large crater was created on the rooftop of the building beneath his feet!
Those fists collided with the broken blades that kept turning into sword thrusts. The light seemed to be distorted. Suddenly, a harsh sound exploded, and a hollow black hole the size of a human face was opened by his ability!
With the impact of this power, all the fine blades were finally disintegrated!
“125 heavy attacks are indeed powerful, but this is not yet my limit, but if this is the limit of your control...”
Hiraikage Ryuya didn’t finish what he said next.
It can no longer be said.
When the tiny hollow closed, the impact dissipated, and the scene above reappeared in his sight, he lost the ability to speak.
Only dullness and horror remain.
I saw dozens and hundreds of the same sword blades that he had just tried to eliminate were quietly floating around Ji Xing, all the sharp edges pointed at him!
"Sorry, I still have a few games to catch up with. If you don't have to go to hell, let's meet again in Soul Society when we have the chance." Ji Xing said to him.
3k4, two updates of 6k6, finally two updates.