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"What?"

"Ichigo is crazy!"

"I actually want to try Captain Unohana's true swordsmanship for myself!"

Hearing Ichigo's words on the field, Rukia's heart tightened, and her palms involuntarily sweated slightly.

"interesting!"

"Ichigo-chan, are you so brave?"

"After fighting against that goddess, I still want to test her true level. It's so surprising!"

Yoruichi shook his head and watched as the momentum of everyone on the field rose to the extreme.

There was an awe-inspiring fighting spirit in her eyes, and she showed a look of pity.

To be honest, the injury had been treated last night and was still aching.

“Is the exciting place finally coming?”

Yadoumaru Lisa clenched the bamboo knife in her hand.

Staring closely at the two people on the field, I thought to myself.

From what she just saw, she already knew that her current level was no longer a match for Ichigo.

Although it wasn't the case before, it was still possible to survive with a few tricks.

But judging from Ichigo's performance in repelling Captain Unohana with one strike.

The opponent's swordsmanship level may have completely reached the level of a true captain.

After living for so many years, this was the first time she saw a guy who could break through the realm as easily as drinking water.

"Hirako, Ichigo is really what you say he is."

"Even if his potential is huge, in order to turn it into strength."

"Will I definitely come looking for you?"

Think of this.

Yadoumaru Lisa muttered a few words to herself.

It seems that Ichigo's desire to find them is even weaker.

Not to mention what the three people watching in the audience were thinking.

Unohana Retsu on the field heard Ichigo's voice.

Different from the usual gentle laughter, this sound sounded like one was extremely excited when encountering something happy.

This was the first time she encountered someone who allowed herself to display it through countless fights and battles.

Mastery of swordsmanship, eight thousand swordsmanship!

That’s right!

It’s eight thousand swordsmanship!

It is also the real name of Unohana Retsu.

Eight thousand flowers of Mao flow!

Soul Society's most unprecedented villain.

Even the most belligerent Shinigami will instantly lose the will to fight when hearing this name.

"Since it is Ichigo-san's strong request, as a kendo teacher, I can only meet your request.

"Just don't die~"

Unohana Retsu looked at Ichigo with a smile when he said the last word of death.

She even bit her a bit harder, as if to make him realize what would happen after he saw his eight thousand swordsmanship!

Ichigo smiled faintly and immediately forgot about Sister Hua's advice to him.

joke!

If you are really afraid of facing the eight thousand swordsmanship learned from the pile of dead people.

Then why did he say it specifically, instead of asking for trouble?

Ichigo just wanted to see how amazing Sister Hua's swordsmanship was.

Observe the opponent's swordsmanship and see if it can trigger the system ability and master the eight thousand swordsmanship.

This will play a great role in understanding your own swordsmanship in the future.

"bring it on!"

Shaking his head, he shook away the stray thoughts.

His sharp eyes stared straight at Sister Hua.

Ichigo clenched the bamboo sword in his hand and adjusted the breath of his whole body to the best state.

"It seems that Ichigo-san has rejected my last suggestion.

Ichigo is seen taking a fighting stance at this time.

Unohana Retsu couldn't help but sigh.

"In this case, I can only fulfill your wish!"

As she spoke, she put the hair that was tied up in front of her back behind her that was hindering her movement.

A faint and hideous scar was revealed from the loose white training clothes.

Seeing this, Ichigo cheered up.

He knew that Sister Hua's move proved that she was becoming a little more serious.

After all, from the beginning until now, my long hair has always been in front of me, which is more difficult to swing the sword.

But it's different now.

She put her hair behind her back to show that she was going to show off her strength.

"Everyone who has seen the eight-thousand-style swordsmanship died and became the soul of my sword, except for one person!"

"It's just that I don't know if you can withstand the hellish wails of the undead?"

The words fell.

Unohana Retsu's momentum increased again.

The loose robes were blown by the air current.

An endless sea of ​​corpses and blood seemed to appear behind her, and the wails of the undead attacked the eardrums of several people present.

"Are you ready?"

The squinted eyes slowly opened.

She stared at Ichigo's face with an extremely serious look.

It seems that he is asking the other party, do you really want to try your eight thousand style swordsmanship?

"drink!"

Ichigo didn't answer.

He endured the mind-blowing illusion that he would fall in the next second and become one of those endless corpses.

He bent his knees slightly, gathered all his strength into one point, and rushed over.

After all, the best defense is offense!

"Why!"

Unohana Retsu sighed.

Although Ichigo's Shunpo and Kendo are both at the captain level.

But to her, she is still just a child.

"I really want to experience it, so I have no choice but to make it happen."

"I hope your heart for swordsmanship will not stagnate after facing it personally.

The thoughts in his mind stopped and he raised the knife and swung it forward.

moment.

A huge wave of air emanated from the middle of the bamboo knives where the two collided.

For a moment, the three people watching the game with 250 people in the audience covered their eyes and could not see the real situation on the field clearly.

After a minute, the air wave dissipated.

The two figures appeared on the field.

Unohana Retsu and Ichigo fight against each other, and the distance between the two is very close.

only.

The bamboo sword in Ichigo's hand disappeared at some point.

"Why!"

"I really hope that his swordsmanship will not stagnate due to this."

Unohana Retsu sighed in his heart when he saw Ichigo's appearance at this time.

She still knows what level her swordsmanship is.

I had tried my best to suppress the murderous intention just now, but I still couldn't control it well and showed a little more.

Ichigo's body stood straight, and his eyes revealed a sense of powerlessness.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for acquiring the skill, Eight Thousand Style Swordsmanship (20%)]

"Is this the eight-thousand-style swordsmanship? It's really amazing!"

"My brain was almost turned into an idiot by that murderous aura."

This is the truest thought in Ichigo's mind at this time.

However, when he heard the sound in his ear, a smile appeared on his lips.

He always knew that he made the right choice.

The next second, he was finally unable to resist the thought of falling asleep.

The body fell forward involuntarily.

Because of his standing position and height, Ichigo's head just hit the front of Sister Hua, and the familiar soft feeling came again.