Seeing the Oni Toumaru in his hand being destroyed so easily by a human, Madarame Ikkaku couldn't react for a moment and was completely stunned.
Although he himself admitted that defense was not Kitomaru's specialty, it was still a Zanpakutō after all! It was easily destroyed by a human? Is this reasonable?
call--
Just when he was in a daze, Shishi Kawara on the opposite side seized this opportunity and punched him again.
However, the speed of this punch is still only at the level of ordinary people, and Madarame seems to be able to defend himself in time even if he is in a daze.
But just when he subconsciously raised his hand to resist what seemed like a soft fist, a strange tingling sensation instantly came from his fingertips.
Madarame rolled backwards subconsciously in the direction of the force, stopped with a gloomy expression, and looked at the human boy in front of him.
At this moment, the little finger of his defensive hand was trembling slightly.
This kid's attack was too weird. The previous punch dislocated his arm, the next punch broke Ki Toumaru, and this punch even broke the tendon of his little finger.
Are these things that can be accomplished by just throwing punches?
Could it be that this kid has mastered some weird power-generating technique?
No... Could it be that this is the so-called 'luck' that the other party mentioned?
"Hahaha!"
Seeing Madarame Ikkaku trying to distance himself in embarrassment, Shishigawara laughed and mocked, "You can dodge pretty fast!? Now you know how powerful I am, right? If I punch you in the head, I can kill you in one go."
Brain blossoms!"
"Yeah..." A bellicose smile appeared on Madarame's face, and he praised the other party's statement, "I was just lucky enough to escape."
"Are you an idiot? What a man! The spear was discounted by me all of a sudden! I am the lucky one!" Shishigawara immediately fell into the trap and argued unconvincingly, "Come on! I will give you your good luck.
I’ll steal them all! You’ll be completely defeated!”
"As expected, your ability is 'luck'..."
Finally, Madarame confirmed the opponent's ability.
Clang.
The broken Onidenmaru fell to the ground.
He gave up the use of weapons without hesitation, clenched his fists and challenged Shishi Kawara on the opposite side, "I have experienced your good luck. It is enough to destroy a tree and break a gun. It seems that we can't care about weapons anymore."
"Do you want to have a try with me?" Seeing Madarame's fist clenched and ready to fight, Shishigawara became excited, "Okay! Come on!"
The next moment, the two men stepped closer and punched each other almost at the same time.
boom--
Bang bang——
They also gave up their defense and just pumped their fists. The two fists hit each other mercilessly, as if they planned to fight for victory just like this.
puff--
The Death Armor on Madarame's body continued to explode under Shishigawara's fists. The places hit by the fists were scarred, and his face was covered in blood.
But in comparison, Shishigawara seems to be about the same.
The longer the hand-to-hand fight continued, the more surprised Shishigawara became.
real or fake?
Isn't it?
He looked at the god of death in front of him in disbelief.
Because his ability... doesn't seem to be working!
How is this possible?
Every punch obviously hit!
His luck can't be that bad with every punch, right?
Logically speaking, at least the opponent should be beaten to the point where his muscles and bones are bruised and his flesh is torn apart!
His full expression ability is 'Bet Fist'.
The short answer is 'luck'. The 'tiger finger' on his hand is his lucky thing today. With the blessing of 'luck', the destructive power of the fist will be beyond normal. Even a light punch may be possible.
Hitting the opponent's vitals causes horrific damage.
However, the God of Death in front of him had clearly received so many punches and still fought back as if nothing was wrong!
call--
Shishigawara punched again in disbelief, but after this punch, he even fell into self-doubt.
Because this punch was rare and empty!
If his 'luck' is very good, how could he miss?
Even he himself had doubts about his ability. This was the first time he had fought such a fierce fight since he gained the ability.
This was the first time he had encountered this kind of situation where the probability of winning was so low that he could even win the lottery.
Will continuous use of abilities gradually exhaust luck?
"Why...did you suddenly lose your accuracy?"
Just when Shishigawara felt confused, Madarame Ikkaku chuckled and mocked, "It looks like you are tired?"
"Damn... I'm so tired of you! Go to hell!" Shigawara became angry as if he had been hit by a pain point, and slammed Madarame Ikkaku's chest with his fists.
puff--
As if he had hit a vital point, Madarame raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Seeing this scene, Shishigawara's face showed a look of joy. Good! This time he finally won the big prize!
However, before he was overjoyed, a big hand held the top of his head.
"Forehead……"
boom--
Under Shishigawara's dull gaze, Madarame's raised head suddenly fell down.
This violent headbutt made Shishigawara's mind go blank, and he fell to the ground losing the ability to think.
"Ah."
After doing all this, Madarame touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "Your attacks are indeed very powerful with the blessing of luck, but my luck doesn't seem to be bad. The injuries I suffered are just some irrelevant ones."
It's just a minor injury."
He has long been used to torn muscles, broken ribs, and internal bleeding, so these are indeed insignificant minor injuries to him.
The only reason to blame is that the kid in front of me is too naive.
He is a warrior who has experienced countless fights on the battlefield. If he is injured, probably only a missing arm, a broken leg or a fatal injury that kills him with a single blow will prevent him from continuing to fight.
"Who told you to pick the wrong opponent? Maybe you are lucky, but I am the luckiest man among the Gotei Thirteen. Unless you can kill me with one punch, the person you think will be fatally injured will be me.
For such a warrior, this is nothing more than scratching an itch. How naive! You brat!"
With that said, Madarame picked up the Oni Toumaru on the ground, turned around as if he didn't want to pay attention to the kid anymore, and was ready to find the exit of this space.
"etc--"
But just as he was about to leave, Shishi Kawara, who was lying on the ground, suddenly grabbed his ankle.
"Um?"
Madarame looked down at the boy in confusion, but the boy didn't raise his head. It seemed like it was just a subconscious action. After all, the headbutt he just gave should have made this guy lose his ability to think.
"What's going on? It turns out that only people with strong willpower are the only ones?"
With that said, he raised his feet and shook off the other party's hand, preparing to leave again.
However, Shishigawara's willpower seemed to be stronger than he imagined. He recovered so quickly and said: "Wait a minute...it's not over yet! I haven't lost yet!"
As he spoke, Shishigawara simply stood up with his hands on his knees.
"Forget it, you idiot."
Madarame Ikkaku looked speechless as he looked at the young man who found it difficult to even stand, "It's not worth dying to fight for such a boring reason."
What does ‘not lose yet’ mean?
He once almost ruined a big thing because of his boring stubborn beliefs. Therefore, he knew how stupid such a move was.
"Who...who said that!?"
Shishigawara retorted, "My life has long been Mr. Tsukishima's!"
"Is the man named Tsukishima a man worth dying for?" Madarame asked with a slight frown.
"Of course... Mr. Tsukishima is invincible! I would not regret dying for him!"
"Ha?" Hearing this, the expression on Madarame's face turned gloomy, "What does death mean? Who asked you this? I asked that guy if he would die for you?"
"How... how is it possible!? How can I deserve to let Mr. Tsukishima die for me!?" Shigahara seemed to have heard something terrible, and the expression on his face became extremely ugly, "Even if Mr. Tsukishima doesn't
Yes, I will do it without hesitation!"
"Are you really an idiot?"
Listening to the stupid speech of the young man in front of him, the expression on Madarame's face became angry, "There is no distinction between high and low in men's lives! If you want to bet on life, bet equally! No matter who is the big brother or the little brother, you can only be willing to do so.
Die for the people you die for! If you don’t take your own life seriously, that’s not manly! That’s called acting on impulse! Do you understand? Stupid brat!”
"Forehead……"
After listening to Madarame Ikkaku's words, Shishiga seemed to realize something and froze on the spot.
"I'll ask you again."
Looking at the young man's eyes at this moment, Madarame Ikkaku asked again, "If you die here, will your boss risk his life to fight for you?"
"..."
He was answered with silence.
"Even so, if you are still willing to die, then come here." Madarame continued, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes, "I will try my best to kill you and let you die without regrets."
"..."
This time, Shishigawara didn't make any move.
After a long silence, Madarame turned around and left again: "Okay, if you have nothing else to do, just stay here and reflect."
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boom.
Facing the oncoming doll, Kuchiki Rukia suddenly retracted the blade she originally swung and caught it directly with her body.
She hugged the soft doll intoxicated, with a look of happiness on her face: "No! I can't do it! Even though I don't know what it is, I just can't do it! How can I do it with such a cute thing!
?What a pity!"
However, just as she was rubbing the doll in her arms, Riluka's figure appeared behind her.
boom.
There was another bang, and the love gun in Riluka's hand fired ammunition.
The fired ammunition turned out to be a huge heart-shaped cabinet. And the doll that just rushed towards Kuchiki Rukia was obviously fired from this gun.
But this time Rukia Kuchiki's response was completely different.
She put down the doll in her hand, turned around and drew her knife mercilessly, splitting the cabinet that was coming towards her in two.
"What's wrong? Didn't you say you can't do it?"
Seeing Rukia Kuchiki's neat movements, Riluka asked with a faint smile.
"It's funny. It's just a broken cabinet. What's so cute about it?" Lucia answered matter-of-factly.
She only likes furry dolls.
"Hmph. It seems that there is a huge gap between our tastes!" Riluka said, seeming a little disappointed, "If I had known better, I should have filled the plush doll with rocks and used it to hit you."
"Finally, you are willing to show up. I thought you were going to hide forever." Rukia Kuchiki ignored Riluka's complaints and approached calmly.
"Do you think I can have a good fight if I show up?" Riluka looked at Rukia Kuchiki's serious expression and asked calmly.
"You are neither a Hollow nor an Arrancar, but a human being. The mission of the Shinigami is to protect humans, and I don't want to kill you." Rukia Kuchiki said, raising the Zanpakuto in her hand, "If you can, you
It would be better to surrender directly."
"Huh? Young Master is here!" Riluka heard this as if she had heard some joke, "Don't act like you can defeat me as long as I show up! Young Master is no longer arrogant!"
As she spoke, she raised her gun and pointed it at the approaching Rukia.
boom--
Another gunshot rang out.
What she fired this time seemed to be a lump of slime-like slime.
The mucus spread out and enveloped Lucia, seeming to swallow her whole body.
"Fly, Sode Shirayuki."
Kuchiki Rukia stopped approaching and waved the Zanpakutō in her hand expressionlessly to respond.
The frost spread along the path of the knife, and when it came into contact with the oncoming mucus, it instantly froze it into ice.
Click——
As the ice shattered, Riluka knew that her attack was ineffective: "Damn it, it's so easy..."
She gritted her teeth and backed away angrily.
Melee combat is not something she is good at, so she plans to keep a distance from Rukia Kuchiki.
"Give up, no matter what your toy gun fires, it's not powerful enough to fight me." Rukia Kuchiki looked at the opponent's movements and said expressionlessly, "No matter what you say, I
Whether it's arrogance or arrogance, I don't intend to take action against an ordinary person."
"Who told you I'm an ordinary person!?"
The look on Riluka's face became angry as if she had been stabbed in a painful spot.
These Perfectionists all have various sad pasts, and the reason why they gather together is because they want to have power that can be respected by others.
The title "ordinary people" can be said to be a knowing blow.
"Perhaps a master of art - no ordinary person!"
Riruka roared angrily and attacked again, but this time she did not use the toy gun in her hand, but pointed at Rukia Kuchiki with the heart-shaped gauntlet covering her left hand.
"'Addiction Strike'."
As he spoke, a harmless heart-shaped mark was launched.
"This is……"
Kuchiki Rukia subconsciously raised the hand holding the sword to block.
However, this blow had no offensive power at all, and the heart-shaped mark was directly attached to her arm.