"Yongyin… what if Captain Zaraki didn't die and even defeated his opponent?"
The thought made Unohana's eyes gleam with intensity.
As the first Kenpachi, she had sought a worthy opponent in the chaotic Rukongai, where she met a young Kenpachi Zaraki and witnessed his monstrous strength. In her mind, he was the only one worthy of the Kenpachi title.
Seeing him potentially alive and triumphant filled her with anticipation.
"I hope so! I don't want any captain to die in the future…" Yongyin nodded, equally hopeful.
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The ranking began.
The screen revealed a white desert, accompanied by the clash of metal. Dust rose as two figures fought in the center, their forms becoming clear as the camera zoomed in.
"Ha! Arrancar, your toughest steel skin and multiplying arms are getting me more and more excited!!!" Kenpachi Zaraki, wielding his Zanpakuto single-handedly, laughed like a beast.
Opposite him, Nnoitra Gilga, in his released Santa Teresa form, held six scythes in his insect-like arms.
"You…" Nnoitra's eyes narrowed in frustration, a flicker of resentment in his gaze.
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Hueco Mundo
As the camera zoomed in on Nnoitra's face, the silent Las Noches erupted.
Grimmjow, ever the rival, mocked, "Look at Nnoitra's eyes! Is that… impatience and frustration? Is he being overpowered by a Shinigami?"
His voice echoed through the palace, deliberately provoking Nnoitra.
"Seems like it!"
"Even in his released form, he lacks confidence!"
"Could Grimmjow be right? Is he about to lose?"
The Arrancar whispered among themselves. Having learned from past rankings, they no longer boasted blindly. With stronger opponents and dazzling abilities on display, their confidence waned, especially after glimpses of Tier Harribel's defeat. They began to see Nnoitra as a mere stepping stone for Kenpachi's glory.
"Damn it!"
Feeling the judgmental stares, Nnoitra roared, "Grimmjow, shut up! Stop stirring things up, or I'll kill you!"
"Oh?" Grimmjow retorted, unfazed. "Then explain the subtitle. Why isn't your name up there?"
Nnoitra's face flushed purple, unable to respond.
Indeed, if he were the protagonist, why was Kenpachi Zaraki's name on the screen?
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The video confirmed Nnoitra's fears.
Slash! Slash! Slash!
Dozens of scythe slashes rained down on Kenpachi, Nnoitra's eyes bloodshot as he screamed, "Die, trash Shinigami! If one slash doesn't work, I'll keep slashing until you fall!!!"
His frenzied roars carried endless rage.
But Kenpachi's response was even wilder laughter. "Come on, keep slashing! If you can kill me, that'd be perfect! But these weak slashes? Even ten thousand more won't bring me down!!!"
Covered in wounds, his Shinigami garb and captain's haori soaked in blood, Kenpachi resembled a terrifying blood-soaked figure. Yet, the deeper his wounds, the wider his grin, as if reveling in the pain.
This eerie scene convinced every viewer: this man, basking in his suffering, seemed truly immortal.
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Las Noches
Gasps filled the air.
Seeing Kenpachi's gleeful expression amidst the bloodshed, even the battle-hardened Arrancar felt their scalps tingle. Despite the mounting injuries, he grew more exhilarated.
This… was a masochist!
"Man, this Shinigami is ruthless!" Even Yammy, the most violent Espada, was awed by Kenpachi's madness.
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