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The two chatted and bickered, quickly leaving the street.
The fragrant scent of the beauty behind him wafted, and Reiji's arm was supporting her in an unspeakable place; he could even touch her cheek with his lips if he turned his head.
But at this moment, Reiji couldn't harbor any strange thoughts, because he sensed something amiss.
The street was too quiet, yet it shouldn't have been this quiet.
This was Seireitei, the most prosperous place in Soul Society; even the most secluded alley shouldn't have been devoid of any living presence.
"It seems something has happened..." Aozaki Reiji sniffed, smelling a familiar scent.
The two exchanged glances and nodded, understanding each other's meaning without words, and flashed onto the rooftop.
Reiji carefully sensed, finding a familiar scene, familiar spiritual pressure clashes, and familiar life-and-death struggles.
"That is..."
Both of them widened their eyes, their pupils reflecting the scene of two armies clashing.
"To be able to discover me, and to block my sneak attack, as expected of the Kuchiki's direct descendant."
At this moment, someone walked out from the rebel army.
It was a man wearing the tattered clothes of a rebel, with short, messy black hair and a bloodthirsty smile.
He held a blood-stained Zanpakuto and slowly spoke to the handsome man in front of him:
"Kuchiki Soujun, I am Takasugi Sanosuke, remember this name, because I am the one who will kill you!"
Saying that, he swung the long sword in his hand, and his spiritual pressure completely erupted...
Third-grade spiritual power—Captain-class!
Kuchiki Soujun was stunned for a moment, raising his injured right hand, which held his blood-stained Zanpakuto.
He had thought it was just a normal suppression of rebels, but now, from the other party's tone, it seemed like they were targeting him.
Moreover, the opponent had deliberately hidden his spiritual pressure and waited among the rebels; his skill in sneak attacking him was also not like that of an ordinary Shinigami.
Someone in the rebel army shouted loudly: "Kill them!"
On the battlefield, the cacophony of clashing swords rang out, sounds of friction and collision, shouts of killing, wind, rain, all kinds of sounds erupted at the same time, making it feel like hearing a sudden, mournful song.
This mournful song possessed a peculiar magic, urging more and more people to wholeheartedly throw themselves into the slaughter.
"Burn to ashes, Kien Maru!"
The moment the release command was uttered, the Zanpakuto in Takasugi Sanosuke's hand flashed with light, changing its form.
The katana elongated into a large naginata, with flames like red cherry blossoms burning at the tsuba.
"That Kuchiki Soujun guy is too weak. He's fine against ordinary rebels, but against a Captain-class opponent, he's probably in danger," Yoruichi said to Reiji. "Let's go help him."
Without waiting for a response, she flashed into the battlefield.
Aozaki Reiji hesitated for a moment, then firmly said, "En."
Just as he was about to move, he suddenly seemed to see something.
"Be careful!"
He instantly appeared beside Yoruichi Shihouin, embracing her waist, and holding Shinra Bansho with his left hand to block.
Clang!!
An oversized shuriken, blocked by Shinra Bansho, burst forth with dazzling sparks in the night sky!
Aozaki Reiji barely deflected the shuriken, flying several meters away and landing on the ground, stumbling two steps before quickly regaining his footing.
"Another Captain-class!" Yoruichi's pupils constricted; after Reiji released her, she landed steadily on the ground and drew the short sword from her waist.
The spiritual pressure that suddenly erupted just now could not be mistaken; there was another Captain-class Shinigami hidden among the rebels.
She truly hadn't expected that this small-scale rebel army contained two Captain-class Shinigami.
Even the Gotei 13's suppression squad didn't have such a luxurious configuration!
A man in tattered clothes with long black hair leaped high into the air, catching the deflected shuriken.
"Hm?" Seeing his blade blocked, the man showed an expression of surprise.
"Interesting, the legendary genius, to be able to block my strike..."
As he descended, the man changed his target, and the shuriken flew out.
Clearly, he was not interested in Aozaki Reiji; his target was—
Kuchiki Soujun!
That last attack wasn't meant to kill Yoruichi Shihouin, but to prevent her from reinforcing Kuchiki Soujun.
"Reflect, Shinra Bansho!"
Aozaki Reiji wielded his long sword, and Shinra Bansho instantly completed its Shikai, while a crescent-shaped Sword Pressure shot out.
In a flash, Yoruichi Shihouin had already rushed in front of the shuriken, raising her leg to kick it.
The powerful spiritual pressure and penetrating force even caused the air to explode with a roar.
"Yoruichi Shihouin... truly troublesome!"
Facing the simultaneous kick and Sword Pressure from both of them, the long-haired man sighed helplessly.
The strong wind that rushed at him ruffled his long hair. He saw the tip of the Sword Pressure getting closer and closer, even hearing the piercing sound echoing in his ears, yet not a trace of panic could be seen on his face.
The next second, his figure vanished.
The sharp Sword Pressure swept past his original position, cutting a rebel in two.
Yoruichi Shihouin kicked the shuriken away.
The shuriken flew back at an extremely strange angle, falling into the hands of the suddenly appearing long-haired man.
The long-haired man's pupils constricted.
No matter how hard he tried to control the shuriken, the Zanpakuto in his hand, an extension of his own soul, remained completely still.
He looked up.
The purple-haired girl had appeared in front of him at some point, her shoulders dancing with highly compressed, lightning-like spiritual pressure, and her slender arm gripping the shuriken was like an iron clamp, unmovable.
"It seems you're not very good at close combat, which happens to be my strong suit," Yoruichi said indifferently.
"How is this possible, when we're both Captain-class!!"
The long-haired man roared hysterically, simply giving up on fighting for control of the Zanpakuto in his hand. Dazzling spiritual pressure erupted from his limbs, pulling and lashing out towards Yoruichi.
"Idiot!" Aozaki Reiji sneered and rushed forward.
Even among Captain-class, there are strengths and weaknesses. The long-haired man's spiritual pressure was clearly inferior to Yoruichi's, not to mention he wasn't good at close combat.
Competing in Hakuda with Yoruichi in Shunko state was purely suicidal.
His continuously swinging fists were, as expected, easily blocked by Yoruichi.
However, the long-haired man couldn't defend against Yoruichi's fists at all, and after a few seconds, he was already covered in wounds.
A look of horror flashed across the long-haired man's face.
His Hakuda... was completely suppressed by the other party's martial arts!?
Before he could react, he only felt a blur before his eyes, and the short-haired girl in front of him had disappeared.
So fast!!
Explosive gusts of wind roared by his side. The long-haired man gritted his teeth tightly, a chill running down his spine.
The shuriken in his hand began to spin again, and he tried to raise his hand to block it in front of him.
Yoruichi in mid-air gave Reiji a look, and Reiji instantly understood, as lightning-like spiritual pressure also erupted from him, attracting Yoruichi's spiritual pressure.
Zzzzt!
A flashing, electrified short sword and a pure white long sword, one after the other, struck his arms.
At this moment, Reiji's speed far exceeded his usual level, even causing the long-haired man's vision to blur.
He looked horrified; this was definitely not the speed a Vice-Captain should possess!
At extreme speed, the powerful Captain-class rebel had both arms dismembered by the two young people.
Splatter...
Blood sprayed out, but Aozaki Reiji and Yoruichi Shihouin's movements were not over. They quickly turned and charged forward.
The sword light flashed again, and the two stood steadily, while blood flowed profusely from the long-haired man's body.
"Damn it!! This is impossible!! My spiritual pressure is clearly Captain-class!! I could have become a noble!!"
The long-haired man, with his limbs severed, roared on the ground. Yoruichi Shihouin and Aozaki Reiji sighed.
Another genius who was tempted.
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