Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

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While thinking, Unohana suddenly felt pain in her arm. It turned out that Zaraki's blade had cut her left arm.

He swung a knife with his backhand, but Zaraki retreated to avoid the knife. According to the initial situation, the opponent would not be able to react to the knife at all.

Zaraki has also discovered this. Until just now, he had to be careful to deal with every move of the opponent. Now he can dodge and even fight back just by relying on his reactions!

Every time he loses consciousness is like a new life, as if endless strength emerges from his body, making him stronger.

He excitedly swung his knife and slashed at Uozhihua again, but he didn't notice a trace of guilt flashing in the other person's eyes.

You only know that every time you come back from the gate of hell, you will become stronger, but you haven't noticed it yet. You haven't noticed that it is not the stimulation of potential at all, but just the recovery of your own power.

Zaraki Kenpachi, you yourself sealed your own power during the battle.

All this must be attributed to the duel between you and me. In that battle, we both gained unprecedented pleasure from each other.

The only difference is that only you feel the thrill of fighting at the extreme in that battle.

And that's exactly my sin. I tried my best to reach your limit, but I couldn't go any further. Uzhihua felt guilty in her heart.

She thought that Zaraki at that time must be, no, must be very happy. Everything around him was surrounded by vulnerable bastards, and there was no one who could be called an 'enemy' who could even test the sword.

For him like that, Unohana thought that she was the first "enemy" that the other party had met and could compete with his power. How rare this was.

However, I was weaker than you at that time, Maozhihua sighed in her heart. She is obviously the one who has more years, and she is the one who has mastered more and stronger swordsmanship. But when she is still young, she is the one with more years. In front of Mu, everything about her seemed not worth mentioning.

That instinct seemed to be born for fighting, but now that I think about it, there is no reason at all to swing the sword. It is just hacking randomly.

But she couldn't bear this instinctive fighting method. Although she gained immense pleasure,

But if she is stained with blood, she will be the first to be unable to hold on!

In fact, it would not be a bad idea to let her fall at that time. At least, before she died, she really regained the joy she felt when she swung the sword in the first place.

But Zaraki didn't think so. After all, he was still a child. It was the first time in his life that he could see someone who could be called an 'enemy'. Once he lost it, he might never have the chance to enjoy that kind of battle again. It would be like tasting candy for the first time. Like a child, I want to experience the feeling of every second as long as possible.

You think so too, Zaraki Kenpachi. It is said that in order to cooperate with the weak me at that time, you subconsciously, secretly and deliberately sealed your own power little by little, so that you could prolong as much as possible the feeling that made you and me extremely addicted.

But for me, what a feeling of despair it feels, despairing of myself for letting you seal the power.

That was destined to be the biggest sin, the most shameful experience, and the most forgotten but never forgotten memory in my life!

But fortunately, I found that every time you fight a strong enemy and pass between life and death, you will break your shackles a little and slowly change back to the past you.

And now I am stronger than you, ten times and a hundred times stronger than you now!

Unohana pierced Zaragi's chest with a knife, but the opponent had not lost consciousness yet, so she rushed forward, added another stab, and then used the return path to heal Zaragi again.

Therefore, I will kill, kill a hundred times, kill a thousand times!

Therefore, I want to heal you, no matter whether it is a thousand times or a hundred times.

Until you return to the real you.

Until the sins I have carried for thousands of years are washed away.

Until I restart the terminated battle that is destined to lead to failure and death for me!

Unohana saw Zaragi closing his eyes and about to swing the sword again. This time, he didn't wait any longer, and directly slashed the opponent's chest with the sword, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

She couldn't wait, couldn't wait to see the man in front of her and the fallen figure completely overlap.

She couldn't wait, couldn't wait to see the man in front of her surpass him and fly to a higher place!

The wound on Zaragi's chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and when the last wound healed, Zaragi suddenly opened his eyes.

He raised his Zanpakutō high in his right hand, then slashed hard at the Unohana in front of him, causing the opponent to fall backwards. The power of this sword was extraordinary.

"This is just right. After cutting me for so long, you should give me a good chop." Zaragi grinned, "But it's just such a knife, so you won't be able to do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Uzuka's body leaned back suddenly straightened, and the long knife in his hand was lifted from the bottom up. Zaragi ducked sideways and cut it down with another knife.

It's just that Unohana's sword didn't even use its full strength, but it swept backwards, leaving only a shallow scar on Zaragi's right face, and distanced himself from the opponent.

"Are you starting to talk shamelessly now? Do you think that just like this, I will die?" Uzhihua, who had distanced herself, touched the wounds on her body with her left hand. Along with a rising white smoke, the wounds on her body also Heals quickly.

"You probably don't know why I cultivated and returned to the Dao."

Zaragi held the sword in his right hand across his chest. Looking at him like that, it seemed that he really didn't know or couldn't remember why Unohana cultivated and returned to the path.

"It seems like it's not completely unraveled yet, but it's almost there."

Unohana said, placing the Zanpakuto in front of her, with the tip of the knife gently resting on her left hand, "In that case, let's speed up the progress."

"Swastika..."

She slowly swung the knife and drew a semicircle in front of her body. The already curved blade seemed to be stretched, and seemed to melt during the swing of the knife, leaving a semicircular bloody trace in front of her body. .

Endless viscous blood-red liquid flowed down from her elongated blade, and soon dyed the ground in front of her blood red.

No, Zaraki suddenly realized that it was not only the ground in front of Unohana, but also the whole world in front of him and behind him, as if the entire world had melted into a thick blood-red liquid, and then slowly flowed down. I don’t know when, it had already The space they were in was completely dyed in blood!

"Swastika, all gone!"

Unohana held up the Zanpakuto in front of her. It was a straight, blood-red sword. Blood-red liquid was constantly leaving on the blade, as if it were endless, making people feel like they were falling into a blood pool hell. It gives people an inexplicable and weird feeling.

"Child's play, end of it!"

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