"I don't know either. This shouldn't happen. Maybe it's a coincidence..." Arishoda Boxuan said uncertainly. As the deputy leader of the Renguidao clan, he was very confident in his abilities. No one could break his barrier without anyone knowing.
Moreover, the barrier "Eight Yao Twin Cliffs" set up in the secret base was a ghost art he created after becoming a masked man. In addition to its built-in function of dispelling idlers, its most important ability was to prevent external spiritual pressure detection. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary house. In this case, there was no possibility of being discovered.
"Are you sure it was just an accident?" Aikawa Luowu asked immediately. If it was an accident, it would be fine, but if someone did it on purpose...
Aikawa Luowu shook his head and put this dangerous idea behind him. The abandoned warehouse was the secret base of the Masked Corps to hide from Soul Society and Aizen. It was related to the lives of the seven of them and must not be exposed.
While bickering with Hiyori, Hirako Mako looked at Duke out of the corner of her eye. Although he usually looked lazy and unfocused, he was very reliable when he was serious. As the de facto leader of the Masked Corps, his brain far surpassed the other seven. He naturally thought of what Aikawa Luowu could think of.
"Look at your armband, it says you're the vice-captain of the 4th Division! Are you the newest one?" Hirako looked at Duke's hand on his Zanpakutō with a hint of amusement, and said with a thick Kansai accent, "You don't want to have a real fight, do you? Don't be ridiculous, you'll die a very ugly death."
Duke drew out the Moon Sword, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the eight people above him: "If you don't try, how will you know if you can win! I am very confident in my own strength, maybe you will die a miserable death."
"Hiyori, he said you're ugly." Hirako added on the third floor, "I think what he said makes sense."
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Arishoda Boxuan didn't say anything, but put his hands together and set up ten barriers in one breath, completely blocking the warehouse from the outside world. The layers of barriers were strong enough to ensure that the fierce battle would not overflow with excess energy and dissipate to the outside world.
"First come, first served! But don't be too sure. With a 1 in 2 chance of winning, you still have a chance of winning. If Nishiri is not in good shape today, he may lose." Rokuguruma Kensei laughed.
"That won't work. I'm different from you. I make a living with my face." Duke said narcissistically.
"I've decided. I'm going to smash your face in later." Hiyori drew out her Zanpakuto and said hatefully.
Duke took light steps, avoiding Hiyori's heavy blows, and swept his sword with his backhand, forcing the opponent to switch from offense to defense. After this switch of offense and defense, Hiyori no longer had the opportunity to attack. She was exhausted from parrying Duke's long sword stabbing from various directions, and she was shocked. She didn't understand why a long sword that was obviously good at mid-range made her lose face in close combat, leaving her with no gaps? "Cut him off, and kill the snake!"
Aizen Sosuke! The most ambitious person in Soul Society! For a conspirator, his layout is perfect, or he pursues a perfect layout. In his layout, every plan is linked together, and no unknown factors are allowed. Once an unstable factor that cannot be controlled and may even affect the trend appears, it must be cut with a sharp knife and cleaned up quickly.
Duke silently maintained his spiritual pressure at the vice-captain level and smiled brightly at the eight people: "I have seen your wanted posters, the criminals who betrayed the Death God camp and threw themselves into the arms of Hueco Mundo. Why are you hiding in the human world? Have you been abandoned by the Hollows? How pitiful!"
Hiyori held her Zanpakutō in both hands and quickly flashed to Duke's side. She slashed sideways with her Zanpakutō, each time with an unstoppable momentum. Unfortunately, her big and powerful sword moves were full of flaws in Duke's eyes. He didn't even need to use the Dugu Nine Swords, and he easily took every move.
"She's always been like this, I thought you were used to it." Fengqiao Lou Juro said indifferently.
"What, you want to make a bet with me?" Rokuguruma Kensei said without hesitation: "That guy's spiritual pressure is too weak, I bet Hiyori will win." "So cunning, I obviously wanted to bet on Hiyori to win." Kunanbai pouted.
Duke immediately began to interpret the lunar and lunar months. The long sword was nearly two meters long, like a projection of moonlight. He did not try to explain. Everything in front of him showed that he had been tricked, and he knew who had tricked him.
"Hiyori, what are you doing? Hitting me in front of the enemy is very embarrassing, do you know that?" Hirako was furious and pulled Hiyori's collar and yelled.
"No, I'll make the bet first, and I'll make it."
After saying that, Hirako was about to jump off the third floor. At this moment, Hiyori suddenly rushed over, took off her shoes and threw them on Hirako's face, knocking him to the ground.
"Hiyori, please be serious." Rokuguruma Kensei said dissatisfiedly, "I bet a lot on you to win. If you lose, I will go bankrupt."
Hiyori dodged and took several steps back, with red spots running down a wound on her cheek.
Duke never thought of explaining and negotiating with the Masked Corps, saying that this was Aizen's conspiracy. Let's not talk about whether Hirako would believe it, just the fact that he revealed the identity of Aizen's boss would easily arouse the Masked Corps' vigilance. In Soul Society, Aizen is a very popular good guy, and even the captains believe in this. How can he, the vice-captain of the medical team, be sober while everyone else is drunk? Don't be ridiculous, who would believe this?
"Quanxi, who do you think will win?" Jiunanbai lay on the cold floor, looking bored.
No matter who wins or loses, he has nothing to lose! The Masked Legion's hometown has been exposed, so they will naturally not give up. As for Duke, he has seen the wanted posters for the eight people. Due to his identity, his only choice is to fight to the end.
Hiyori, who was below, was furious when she heard her unscrupulous teammate say that she was gambling. When she saw Duke's smiling face, she thought of Aizen. The two people's smiling faces overlapped, and they were both equally annoying.
The masked army all changed their expressions. Hirako Makoto grinned with an unhappy look: "I was planning to teach you a lesson, but now it seems that I have to at least tear your annoying mouth apart."
The ten-meter distance between the two of them passed in an instant. As soon as Hiyori moved, she was above Duke's head in an instant. The Zanpakuto she raised high came down rapidly with heavy wind pressure.
The Masked Corps has only one enemy, and that is Aizen Sosuke. Duke's arrival was very abrupt, and Hirako was not sure if Aizen was behind Duke. Based on the principle of killing the wrong person rather than letting him go, he had no intention of showing mercy.
Duke blocked the heavy blow with one hand, and his other hand was not idle either. He pointed his index finger and a bolt of lightning shot out from the tip of his finger, brushing past Hiyori's cheek, shattering a piece of glass, and disappearing into the night sky.
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"Bastard baldy!" Hiyori covered her cheek and stared at Duke with vicious eyes, wishing she could pull out his tendons and bones.
"Oh my, it's been a long time since I saw such a shameless junior. It reminds me of myself back then!" Hirako Mako picked up the Zanpakutō beside him and slowly pulled it out. The spiritual pressure he emitted filled the warehouse, becoming stronger and stronger.
"You baldy, I'm going to tear that stinky mouth apart." Hiyori was furious and slashed at Duke with a knife.
Who told you? Where did you get the information? Duke couldn't tell them that he was a time traveler who knew the plot well! Since neither explanation made sense, let's just have a fight! The prerequisite for negotiation is that one side falls first...
Hirako Mako, Aikawa Rabu, Muguruma Kensei, and Hokage Rojuro, four of whom have mastered Bankai at the captain level. Saruaki Hiyori, Yadomaru Lisa, Kunami Shiro, three vice-captains, plus a vice-demon master Arishoda Hachigen. All of them have mastered Hollowification, and each of them is a master who should not be underestimated. It can be called an all-star lineup.
Hirako didn't ask any more questions. He was just a vice-captain. What would it matter if he asked? It would be better to capture him directly. It would save time. If it was confirmed after the interrogation that it was not Aizen's order, he would erase his memory and send him back to Soul Society. If it was Aizen's man, Hirako didn't mind being stained with the blood of his enemy.
"I've already told you, who cares whether you have face or not. That kid's mouth is so foul, I'm going to teach him a lesson myself." Hiyori slapped Ippeiko away and jumped down from the third floor to stand in front of Duke.
"Xiao Bo, open the barrier. That kid's ghost skills are pretty good and quite powerful. No wonder he can be the deputy captain." Pingzi clapped his hands and said.
Duke, a guy who appeared out of nowhere, has powerful strength and a strange Zanpakuto. He is an unstable factor for Aizen. Aizen is not sure how far Duke can go, so kicking him out is the best choice. Aizen, who claims to be a god, does not allow the script to be modified, so he arranges a meeting between Duke and the Masked Corps, hoping to use Duke to get rid of the Masked Corps, or use the Masked Corps to get rid of Duke.
"Really, she's too self-centered and doesn't take me seriously at all." Hirako retracted his Zanpakutō, covered the shoe prints on his face, and complained to Fengqiao Loujuro beside him.
After a long time of attacking without success and even being suppressed, Hiyori's patience was exhausted, and she released her Zanpakutō. The slender blade became thicker and thicker, and the blade protruded with a wide blade. The jagged sword fell in her hand as light as straw.
"Flying Sword Style: Dragon Nest Flash!"
The extremely fast speed of swinging the sword made Duke's arm gradually blur, and the Zanpakutō turned into countless phantoms. Hiyori's eyes were pierced by the sword light in front of her, and then her limbs and torso were in great pain, and her whole body was filled with blood.
"Damn it, I'll kill you!" The whites of Hiyori's eyes turned black, a white bone mask condensed on his face, a corner stood on his forehead, and the spiritual pressure on his body gradually transformed into a hollow aura.
(End of this chapter)