"The so-called explosion is a process of releasing energy, and the basis of the destructive effect is the presence of high-pressure gas in the explosion system or the instantaneous generation of high-temperature and high-pressure gas."

Yoruichi was a little confused: "Isn't that still related to spiritual pressure? After all, it is still the process of energy release."

Pu Principle shook his head and said seriously: "It is related, but it does not mean that only strong enough spiritual pressure can produce a sufficient explosion."

Seeing that Yoruichi still didn't understand, he continued to explain: "Take the example of existence in this world. Human beings can create powerful explosive products by relying on the reaction of two or several substances. But if

When you separate these substances, they each appear to have a limited amount of energy."

"Of course, the reality is that they don't really have energy. The key to the explosion is how to excite the energy instantly."

"It's the same in our world. Energy doesn't just refer to spiritual pressure. Everything in our world is composed of wandering spiritual particles. And if the stable spiritual structure can be highly condensed and then collapsed in an instant, theoretically even a stone can

Can produce a decent explosion."

Yoruichi nodded thoughtfully. Although she didn't fully understand what Urahara meant, she still roughly understood it.

"In other words, the opponent that Dead Fish Eyes is facing has the ability to produce a huge explosion with a small amount of spiritual pressure?"

"It's most likely so."

"Wouldn't that be bad? Just relying on a small amount of spiritual pressure can cause considerable damage. Such a tug-of-war would be too detrimental to Dead Fish Eyes."

"But fortunately Hong Jiang only used less spiritual pressure to detonate these bombs than the opponent. We don't need to worry too much about his battle." Urahara comforted with a smile.

"But it's not good news to be trapped in such a protracted war. The longer the delay, the more likely reinforcements from the Star Cross Knights will arrive." Yoruichi still insisted on his opinion: "At this time, it is best to fight quickly.

What on earth is this guy thinking?"

This time, Urahara rarely denied Yoruichi. He looked at Hong Jiang's fighting direction from a distance and seemed to be saying to himself: "That can only mean that he has a reason to have to fight a protracted battle. The opponent seems to be quite difficult...

…”

It can only be said that Urahara's words came true, Hongjiang's situation at the moment is indeed not very good.

Judging from the scene, Bambietta completely took the initiative. She was condescending, her wings trembled slightly, and blue light bullets poured down like a shower.

Hongjiang naturally would not let these 'restless' things get close to him. The snow-white Zanpakuto had been sheathed, and the sharpest blade seemed to have no effect at this time.

I saw him dancing with his hands crossed, and thin white threads composed of spiritual power flew out from his fingers, intertwining into a giant airtight net in the air, catching all the flying light bullets in the net.

The loud roaring sound kept hitting his eardrums, and the strong wind mixed with a bit of hot breath slapped the ground like a big slap, raising high dust and making Hong Jiang look a little sloppy.

Just like Yoruichi said, an offensive that can cause a huge explosion with just a small amount of spiritual pressure does not necessarily have an absolute advantage in a battle, but it is definitely the most destructive.

Even though Hongjiang intercepted him far away from the center of the explosion, just the aftermath of the explosion made him look a little embarrassed and shaky.

It's just that her opponent's disgraced look didn't seem to satisfy Bambietta. She wanted more than that, and she wanted to see more than just the opponent's appearance of being embarrassed but actually not having much impact.

At this moment, it was Hirojiang who should decide the outcome with one blow and resolve the battle as quickly as possible, but the one who longed to finish off his opponent in one go was Bambietta who had the upper hand.

She was very puzzled. Her ability was extremely confusing. Why did the god of death in front of her seem to know how to deal with it from the beginning?

Could it be that he has some kind of prophetic ability?

No, this is absolutely impossible. If they had this ability, the other party wouldn't have to go to so much trouble to find Lloyd and Lloyd.

Eliminating the unrealistic thoughts in his mind, Bambietta taunted Hong Jiang with some irritation: "Didn't you say that I alone am not your opponent? The way you are in such a mess now is not as impressive as you said, Die Zhong

Hongjiang!”

"Whoever laughs last and laughs best, maybe the situation will be reversed in the next moment, what do you think?" Hong Jiang replied with a nonchalant smile.

This appearance made Bambietta even more irritable. He raised his wings, and blue light bombs continued to pour down like rain, as if he would not stop until the enemy in front of him was blown to pieces.

The strange thing is that Hong Jiang did not use the net to block the pouring light bombs again this time, but waved his hand, and a white thick fog slowly rose.

"Qing Fu Dao, Mist Cage!"

It's just that this dense fog can't stop the light bombs at all. The blue light bombs are like blurred color dots in the fog, and they appear much softer when they hit the ground.

But then a terrible scene occurred. A series of explosions broke out around Hong Jiang, and the white mist that enveloped him was blown away by the violent blast wind.

Hongjiang moved left and right, constantly darting around the edge of the center of the explosion. Unfortunately, the falling light bombs were too dense. One of them landed right at his feet, and the violent explosion instantly blew him away.

At this moment, within a radius of at least 500 meters with Hongjiang as the center, the ground seemed to be boiling. The earth was turned over side by side. The gravel and dust were scurrying in the air like mindless flies, and then were sent away by the explosion in the air.

Return to the ground.

Hong Jiang's figure suddenly jumped out of the dangerous bombing zone. His black hair was now dyed pale by dust, and half of his left sleeve was missing. There were several burn marks on the exposed skin, and even

He had to rely on his right hand to support the ground to stabilize his body.

Seeing this scene, Bambietta temporarily stopped his crazy bombardment, laughed and released his previous depression, and was even more proud when he saw a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Hong Jiang's mouth.

"It seems the situation will not be reversed, Death!"

"No, no, no, from now on, the situation has been reversed, haven't you noticed yet?" Hong Jiang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He had just suffered some injuries, but it was not a serious injury.

"Are you confused because my brain was fried, or are you just a fool?" Bambietta said disdainfully.

Hong Jiang shook his head with some regret, "It seems you haven't noticed it yet. It's obviously due to your own ability, but you didn't notice the abnormality just now. You are really careless."
Chapter completed!