Bleach: Stir Up the Situation

After the two separated, no one chose to attack again immediately. Yhwach smiled and joked: "Although his expression became fierce, is it only to this extent?"

He seemed to be a little disappointed with the performance of Ipbei, the military commander. No matter in terms of the momentum or threat level of the moves, they were not as good as the opponent's Thousand Miles Heavenly Palm that he had previously used.

The monk lowered his head, chuckled, and asked, "You just used your arm to block my brush."

"so what?"

"It is true that my pen cannot cut off the flesh like a knife, but it can cut off the 'name' of the things it touches!"

Just when Yhwach still didn't understand the purpose of the so-called "name-cutting", his arms suddenly softened and they hung down involuntarily. This change also caused an emotion called panic to appear in his eyes.

The monk continued: "The 'name' of your arm was cut in half by me just now. Now it is just a 'hand'. Do you understand?"

Yhwach finally understood. The so-called name-cutting was probably the literal meaning of what the monk said, which allowed him to only use half of his arm's ability.

Sure enough, the monk confirmed his thoughts in the next moment, "Do you think your arms have become heavier? The strength of the muscles has been halved, and the ability has been halved. Now your arms can only do half of what they used to do."

Yes, the other party is right. Yhwach can feel that the strength of his arm, including the ability to release spiritual power, has become weaker. As for the specific value, it is impossible to determine whether it is half, but he must have one soldier at a time. It was necessary for Wei to lie in such a big situation.

"Really? Even the moves are performed, and they are still pretending." The monk pointed out directly.

I put the ribbon close to my chest, as if doing some kind of ritual, "It's such a pity that even half of your strength was cut off, but you can give it to yourself again!"

That time it was the monk's turn with a look of relief in his eyes, and he definitely said that if he smashed the opponent's throat with Qianwai Tongtian Palm, the other party's recovery could be interpreted as some kind of ability to heal himself.

"Are you pretending to be panic? Yes, yes, the leader of Division Zero, who leads the Shinigami, is afraid of your power and has cut it in half. Isn't there anything more pleasant than that?"

Yhwach stood up hurriedly with one hand and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Do you look like you are in a bad mood?"

"Feeling?"

I drew my long sword on the ground, and around my body, a circle of rectangular and regular undulating spiritual power surged out of the ground. It was very similar to the Praise of the Holy Land that I had performed before, but it really felt like I was being beaten by the military commander. It seems that Bingwei has lost half of his strength, but it is taking a long time to take shape.

Yhwach retorted. He stretched out his left hand, and a ribbon made of spirit seeds ran along my fingers and wrapped under my palm.

However, just relying on a ghost path like the Hundred-step Railing, even if its landing points are concentrated together, what miraculous effect can it have?

The name cut off by my brush is an injury to the body, but a direct damage to the opponent's ability through the power of the 'name'. That is not some kind of damage, so there is also a so-called cure.

I kept my word and swung the long sword in my hand decisively. Even if the strength of my arm was weakened by half, I could still make the other party feel so complacent.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, the speed of my sword is not very slow, but when it comes to the level of me and the military commander Ichibei, the sword is as fast and powerful as a leaf falling in a hurry.

It was a blade condensed from a low concentration of spirit particles. It was perhaps sharper than the sheath of Wang Yue of the Seven Elements House. It was easy to cut off the spirit body of the God of Death, including Wang Yue later. Waiting for others, the spirit body has been reshaped by the power of the Spirit King!

As soon as I finished speaking, Ichibei, the commander of the army, jumped down. While holding the brush in his left hand and backing it forward, his right hand drew a circle in the air. One after another, sticks condensed with spiritual power followed the strokes drawn by my right hand. The track appears.

Before I said something that was clear but full of domineering words, my friend Qin Zhaosong opened his left hand, and the dozens of blades surrounding me suddenly curved, and all the blades were stabbed towards the military commander Yibingwei!

Then I seemed to have realized something. I smashed my left fist hard under my right palm and said innocently: "Forget it, I'm sure he won't have any face if he dies!"

"Hundred-step railing!"

Of course, such an explanation would not satisfy Ichibei, the commander of the army. In my mind, your friend Qin Zhaosong's words were more of a demonstration to me than an explanation.

Yhwach seemed to have seen through my inner understanding, "If you can understand it, let you explain it. Anyone can take away anything from you, even his power can do it, Master of War." Ichibei."

The spirits surrounding Yhwach became more and more active, and the ribbon that originally emerged from the ground turned into something special with a blade, hurriedly coming out to surround me.

"Oh my, he is such a gentle guy who understands other people's kindness. For his sake, you deliberately halved his power. After all, he must have been beaten to death by you without his full strength, and the Quincy's face would have changed. Be disgraced!"

These dozens of long sticks followed each other one after another, as if they were special spears. With the sound of rustling through the air, they shot towards Yhwach above. From the perspective of Yhwach, these long sticks Although the trajectories of the sticks are exactly the same, the final point of convergence is always where I am.

"If you still understand, let's take the opportunity to experience it now. Is there any power that can take away what you don't have? On the contrary, everything in this world exists to be taken away by you!"

The monk also fell under the Soul King's outer shrine, looked at Yhwach lying on the ground~www.NovelMTL.com~ and joked: "The leader of the Quincy who had half of his power cut off, the hated leader of the Shinigami, using half of his power How do you feel about being beaten to pieces?"

One after another, the spiritual ribbons penetrated into Yhwach's body from his chest, and my spiritual pressure was also recovering at an alarming speed, which seemed not to verify that what I said was true.

I clapped my hands heavily, as if to wipe away the remnants of the blades left in my hands, then picked up the brush with one hand and touched my bald head with the other, looking helpless.

The monk was so nervous that he dodged the sword, and with one stroke of his backhand, he slashed towards the opponent. The brush passed directly under Yhwach from bottom to top, and then the monk punched him again, knocking the opponent away. , fell under the Soul King Omotesando.

"He should know what happened under him now. His whole body was split in two. 'Yoha Bach' could only be called 'Yoha' before."

"The speed of swinging the knife has also become faster."

Facing the sharp blades that were stabbing him, the monk first thrust the brush in his hand vertically into the ground, then closed his hands and sucked all the sharp blades into his palms, then put them together again, Qin Zhao turned these sharp blades into pieces again.