Chapter 164 163: What a Joke

And just when everyone was communicating.

Kuchiki Ginling, who had been silent until now, suddenly raised his head and stared not far away.

The flesh on the old man's face trembled, and his words started from his chest, dull and deep.

"It's about to begin."

No need to say more.

One sentence at this moment is worth a thousand words.

Everyone who was still talking about each other turned their eyes and stared in the direction of the other half.

That was the position that had been determined earlier and needed to be vacated.

It is also where the winning and losing field lies for both sides at this moment.

And at this moment.

The two people who were ready to go stood on top of it.

Broken Bee has already taken off the originally loose captain Haori.

She put on the special tights worn by the covert operations force, and pulled all the hair that was hanging down behind her head, tying it up tightly.

The tight clothes accentuated her already slender figure.

From a female perspective, Zombie really lacks an angle from which to be appreciated.

But as far as killers are concerned...

At this moment, the aura that is constantly stirring and lingering around her body makes it impossible for anyone to underestimate this slender woman.

His hands were folded in front of his chest, and his short Zanpakutō hung at his waist.

The furrowed brow locked the Qi machine.

Although there are no more obvious movements, the temperament he exudes is what gives Broken Bee a presence that can make people look at him at this moment.

Perhaps this is what is called undivided attention...

The form of power is ever-changing.

"No matter how small a thing is, it must have characteristics that are worthy of respect..."

At this moment, the teachings of Mr. Yamamoto when he was young came to Kyoraku Shunsui's mind.

It's really shameful - some things even mean chewing them up and eating them thoroughly. I still don’t feel the importance of these things.

Only when you truly experience it will it feel so real.

There is no end to learning.

It is between emotions, on the other side.

As the opponent, Arima Shizuka also entered the scene.

He did not directly choose to streamline the configuration until it became the lightest outfit like Broken Bee did.

Wearing a haori with the word "五" printed on it.

The young man stood not far away with high spirits, leaning slightly sideways and lightly placing his right hand on the handle of the knife.

The relaxed and comfortable expression was in sharp contrast to Zhan Bee.

"Aren't you going to take off those things that are in the way?"

The person who spoke was Sui Feng.

It's hard to imagine that someone who was so rude just now would speak in such a calm tone at this moment?

That is prejudice in a simple sense.

Now that we are here, this means that the conflict itself is unavoidable.

At this point, the verbal attacks are really weak and ineffective.

It is better to choose to let the other party show his true ability as much as possible, and only in this way... can he fight with all his strength.

You can laugh at the other person's incompetence without restraint.

At this time, facing this question, Arima Shizuya groaned for a moment and showed a generous smile.

"No way, unlike you, I can throw away my responsibilities and obligations and choose a path that makes me happy."

Gao raised his left hand.

The biting highland wind blew in, blowing the thick feather fabric until it made a hunting sound, revealing the death tyrant costume inside...

It also made the young man's hearty smile show a bit of calmness.

"I have become the captain of the fifth team."

"I just want to fight you in the name of the Fifth Division."

"After all, this is a captain election. If you don't have a name, wouldn't it look a little thin and weird?"

——Inexplicable persistence.

It makes it seem like I did something with you because of the reputation of being the so-called captain of the fifth division.

Just as he expected, no matter how he looked, he was a guy who didn't know what to say.

Really unpleasant.

Turning his head to stare not far away, Broken Bee said calmly.

"I am ready."

Arima Shizuku on the other side also nodded.

"That's okay with me too."

This is a private fight, so naturally there are no overly stringent conditions.

Chujiro sighed finally, not knowing whether he was feeling the stubbornness of these two people or the helplessness of the current situation.

"You two can do it at your own convenience."

"As for the conditions that require attention and caution..."

"Just don't kill anyone."

From then on, there were no more taboos.

Seeing the captain and his deputy retreating to the other half of the field, Broken Bee turned his attention back.

Taking a deep breath, I gave up the idea of ​​defending the other party and making amends deep in my heart.

Broken Bee's left foot took a step forward lightly, and following the trend of the movement, she half-turned around.

He placed his bent right arm on the handle of the knife.

"It's really hard to imagine, Shizuya Arima."

The sudden emotion felt a little unexpected.

But at the same time, the chill in Zhanfeng's eyes was even three-thirds worse.

"I never thought someone could annoy me so much."

Knees slightly bent.

"I can't talk to you more than three sentences every time."

Clench your toes and raise your heels slightly.

"Because you always find the part that annoys me the most."

Put all your body weight on your toes.

"I once tried to understand Master Yoruichi's teachings, tried to find your shining points, to neutralize this unpleasant feeling. But unfortunately..."

Like a bow and arrow ready to be released, it follows the principles of a covert action unit.

Hidden and dangerous.

"You still make me hate you."

Like a starting point.

At the moment of uttering the last syllable, Soi-Fong's figure completely disappeared.

——No, rather than disappearing.

It's better to say that she turned into a meteor.

Because at the last moment, accompanied by a violent roar and the shattering of the surface of the stands.

Soi-Fong's figure is like a sharp blade, piercing the shackles of the air in an instant.

Charge.

This is an extremely simple attack method, and it is also a basic skill in instant step.

Although it can highlight the effect of surprise attack, it may seem a little bit "reckless" at this moment?

After all, it moves in a straight line.

There is almost no trajectory that is easier to capture than this.

Arima Shizuya calmly drew his sword, as if quietly waiting for a parry.

Just when it was about to touch, the ‘Meteor’ suddenly stopped!

The toe of his right foot stomped heavily on the ground, carrying the momentum of thunder, and completely opened up the entire piece of land.

The scattered spiritual pressure stirred up a strong wind, sweeping up the gravel and gravel, and rushed towards Arima Shizuya.

The spewed out debris was like a bullet, enough to kill the spirit body, making the onlookers sigh.

"What is this?"

"It's a new use of instant step, it should have made its own improvements."

"It's a little worrying... This captain is still very young, right?"

From a certain perspective, Soi-Fong does have a talent no less than Shifengyuan Yoruichi.

However.

The killer move is not here.

Hidden in the strong wind, the figure that flickered like a black butterfly began to attack Arima Shizuya non-stop.

The cold light flashed in it.

Slash, stab, slash, cut, chop...

The continuous moves are like flowing water, accompanied by a visual effect like a clone, and a "siege war" with more people against fewer people was carried out against Arima Shizuya.

Sparks were accompanied by a sharp buzzing sound, which was the unique echo of the fierce collision of iron.

In just a moment of mutual probing, the two sides seemed to have started a fierce confrontation as if they were really angry.

Bang!

With the last explosion, Soi-Fong's figure flew up and landed in a light posture.

Standing only on the toes of her left foot, Soi-Fong, with a little sweat on her face, half turned sideways, panting and showing a rather proud smile.

"I succeeded, Arima Shizuya."

The other party did not answer immediately, but lowered his head in silence and looked at his left arm.

At the wrist.

A dark and gorgeous flower bloomed silently in it.

Just like a tattoo embedded in the skin, the ink is so deep and deliberate, as if to highlight its unique sense of publicity.

At this moment, Arima Shizuka couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The gravel and the instant step are just for cover.

And the Zanpakuto that was released suddenly, the increased speed, made it difficult for the opponent's nerves that had been paralyzed to react in the first time.

This would make it easy to fall into the trap.

It is indeed a unique combat method designed for this ability of his.

But compared to this.

He is more concerned about the thing in Soi-Fong's hand now.

Slender, delicate, and not even like a so-called weapon.

This is the first impression that the thing gave him.

It is a luxurious thing applied to the fingertips...

The whole presents a slender outline, the whole body is golden, as dazzling and dazzling as the poisonous sting of a long-tailed bee.

Soi-Fong raised her right hand as if to show off.

"This is my Zanpakutō."

"It's called Sparrow Bee."

"It only takes one strike to inject a mark into a specific part. The second strike will trigger the mark, killing the victim."

"How about it, you're scared, aren't you, Arima Shizuya?"

"After all, you were planted with the Bee Pattern without knowing it, and I can also take your life without you noticing."

So, what?

Do you show the expected horrified expression? Or just beg for mercy?

In any case, show your ugly side as much as possible.

Master Yoruichi will definitely see that your expression hidden under your calmness is the real background!

Expecting, waiting.

Soi-Fong saw that the other party showed a rather relaxed expression.

"I see, it looks like a pretty thing."

What, why is this guy so calm?

Before she could express her doubts, Arima Shizuya had already half turned her head and smiled at her.

"Do you think you're the only one with fast speed? Don't forget, I was also taught by Master Yoruichi."

In terms of speed only.

"Not inferior to you."

As soon as the words fell.

The tights around Soi-Fong's waist split open with a pop.

"?!!!"

With a stunned expression, Soi-Fong subconsciously reached out to cover the crack.

Although it was a little late.

But it's not too late now-Sui-Fong realized that the opening was from the back of the waist to the navel.

This means a fact that makes people's scalp tingle.

That is... the other party is fully capable of chopping off half of her body.

But he didn't do it.

Instead, he used a playful method to only cut open the clothes without hurting the skin.

The method of butchering an ox was even more humiliating at this moment.

The young man sheathed his knife, freed his right hand and began to rub his chin.

"Two hits to kill?"

"What a joke... but it's also very interesting."

"After all, if you imitate it occasionally, it can also have the effect of having fun."

Arima Shizuka also raised her chin slightly and half raised her left hand.

He made a gesture to let the horse come over.

"Let's stop the fun here, how about showing some real skills?"