A Zanpakutō at the beginning of Meiman

Chapter 491: Flowery Sky Crazy Bone Black Pine Heart (3)

The third kind of game is Yangui.

Whoever cuts the color he said will win.

To describe it in easy-to-understand terms, the two parties involved in the game choose to name a color, and both parties can only attack the area covered by that color on the opponent's body. If they hit areas of other colors, they will be nullified.

The larger the area of ​​the color announced by one party on the caller, the stronger the strike power of the caller.But at the same time, this also means that the larger the area that can be attacked by the opponent, the more dangerous it is.

Conversely, the less area covered by the called color on the caller, the weaker the caller's slashing power will be.

The larger the area of ​​the color, the stronger the power of the slash, but at the same time, the more dangerous it is; and the smaller the area of ​​the color, the smaller the power of the slash, but this also means that the area of ​​the attack is smaller , the more secure.

Lord called before, is 'white'.

Jingle Chunshui happened to be wearing the captain's haori, and he himself was wearing a haori, so the power and area of ​​the slash were very large.

Within Huatian Kuanggu's rules, he won this round of the game.

And Jingle Chunshui, who was the loser, withstood a most powerful slash in the 'white' area.

"Cough cough..."

Jingle Chunshui half-kneeled on the ground, coughing blood out of his mouth.

That knife didn't mean to be merciless at all, it directly cut open the flesh and bones of his chest. If he hadn't reacted quickly at the last moment and kept away from the young man in time, he might have been cut in two by now.

It was the first time in a hundred years that he was injured to this extent by his own ability.

Jingle Chunshui couldn't help showing a bit of bitterness on his face, he didn't expect that he would have this day, if Fuzhu saw him in such a state of embarrassment, he would probably be ridiculed when he went back.

Those who play with the rules will sooner or later be played by the rules.

The so-called rule-based Zanpakuto, once people figure it out, such problems will occur.

On the other hand, the god of death, taking Unohana Retsu as an example, even if someone figured out the Zanpakuto ability, he still couldn't beat it. There is no possibility of the weak defeating the strong or opportunistic.

In a way, he was out of luck.

"Brilliant!"

Lord didn't intend to give him a chance to breathe, and launched the crazy game again.

When falling from a high place, the power of the slash will increase exponentially, and according to the difference in height between the two sides, it is enough to kill the enemy!

Instant step!

Jingle Shunsui, who was seriously injured, reluctantly stepped out of Shunpo to move out.

But the moment he landed, Lord had already seized the opportunity. When he raised his hand, the turbulent flow of spiritual particles condensed and formed. A huge azure blue arrow, almost in the blink of an eye, drew a stern and cold light in the air!

Large Holy Slayer!

Instant step!

Jingle Chunshui braced his seriously injured body, and once again shunbo dodged the incoming arrows.

"Don't try to escape!"

Lord's eyes froze, and the blade pointed upwards!

The golden canopy that covered the sky exploded with earth-shattering roars, descending boundless thunder waves!

The attack formed by countless thunderbolts fell, and the density was so frenzied that it almost filled the entire space area. Following the footsteps of Jingle Chunshui, it never stopped like a violent storm!

Even though Jingle Chunshui's strength is superb, but he made a wrong step and was crushed almost unable to lift his head. He could only drag a seriously injured body. Like ants living in the cracks.

For a moment, the afterimages of Shunpo joined together.

It's hard to imagine that Kyoraku Shunsui was injured so badly that he could still use Shunpo at this speed.

Moreover, the position of Shunpo every time is exactly the position where lightning strikes will not fall. Jingle Shunsui's almost abnormal insight allowed him to find the safest position repeatedly under the thunderstorm like storm.

This is the captain of the Eighth Division, one of the most proud students of Yamamoto Motoyanagi, and the top five strength in the entire soul world!

After a while, the lightning strikes stopped.

The golden canopy was slightly dim, and the Thunder reserves in it were already insufficient.

The space where the Lingwang Palace is located is a bit weird, and the celestial phenomena formed under the domination cannot hoard and gather thunder indefinitely. From some aspects, it can be regarded as a moderate weakening for him.

"This time...it's not good."

Jingle Chunshui covered the wound on his chest, and looked at Lord panting: "I didn't expect to be deceived by you. You deliberately pretended not to know my ability, and then launched a fatal blow when I was careless."

"That's right, but unfortunately there is no reward."

Lord missed a blow, and rushed towards him in an instant, the blade was wrapped with dazzling thunder light: "Yangui, black!"

This knife is aimed at the heart!

And as the captain of Shinigami, Jingle Shunsui has the most two colors on his body.

One is the white haori that symbolizes the captain's identity; the other is the black deadly costume inside.

Being within the scope of Huatian Kuanggu's spiritual pressure, once the childlike game starts, it is difficult to end. Both parties must follow the rules of the game and 'play' in a fair and just environment. This is Huatian Kuanggu's advantage , but it is also its fatal shortcoming.

Because once someone knows the rules of the game in advance, it means that the advantage of being a 'master' disappears.Lord took this opportunity to make Jingle Chunshui make a wrong judgment on this, and as a result, he turned the guest into the master and took the lead!

There is only a moment for masters to fight.

The misjudgment caused by the wrong information caused him to make a wrong step, and finally swallowed the bitter fruit of failure!

"Don't forget, although black is the most harmful, it is also the same for you!" Jingle Chunshui did not retreat but advanced, and the two knives dragged on the ground, splashing sparks, facing Lord from bottom to top, and slashed out Two sharp blades: "Yangui, black!"

when--

The blades collided again, and the clash of gold and iron resounded in all directions.

The two called out the color that covered the largest area on each other at the same time. The power of the collision between the two knives was almost equal, and the messy knives spread wildly, plowing out ravines and scratches on the surrounding ground, and the air spirits were stirred and exploded.

Fortunately, neither side was hurt by the knife.

However, Jingle Chunshui was injured before, and the force of the knife collision reverberated, causing his wound to tear and blood to bleed again, spilling all over the surrounding ground.

The half-fan-shaped round table, which was originally pure white, has been stained with bright red plum blossom marks at this moment. It looks like scattered petals, and it has an indescribably beautiful feeling.

"Young people nowadays are really scary."

Jingle Chunshui let out a breath slowly, with a bitter smile on his face, he sat on the ground weakly, looked up at Lord who was coming with a knife, and said helplessly: "Anyway, I am also your senior, can it be Can you give me a breather?"

"Pardon me for refusing."

Lord said expressionlessly: "The gentleness given to the enemy will only hurt yourself in the end."

"Eh......"

Looking at Lord who was approaching step by step, Jingle Chunshui let out a long sigh: "I didn't want to use this trick at first, but now it seems that there is no other way. Since you are so familiar with my Shijie, you should know better... .My swastika, right?"

"Don't think about it!"

Lord's pupils moved slightly, and at the same time as he took half a step, a huge sword energy burst out of the air.

"It's too late, young man."

Jingle Chunshui, who was half-sitting on the ground, thrust his two knives into the ground, and his hoarse magnetic voice suddenly echoed in the world: "卍解——Huatiankuanggu·Heisongxin!"