Shinigami: Survive In Soul Society

Chapter 398 No Matter How Many Times It’S The Same

But in the end he was tossed to the ground by Komamura Sajin.

The anthropomorphic Zabimaru takes the form of a tall brown-haired woman with green hair and a red-haired child with a long snake’s tail.

As a result, Captain Unohana Retsu, who carefully considered how much strength to use, started the “severe” special training for Madarame Ikkaku again.

The shooting range Tezaemon thumped the ground angrily, but his body was filled with a strong sense of powerlessness.

“Shooting range, keep going, you’ll be here tomorrow, let’s go.

Madarame Ikkaku didn’t react at all, and was stabbed into a hedgehog immediately.

She thought that this kid would have to hold on for five minutes anyway, so, why is this given a second?

“Thank you, Captain Usohana, for your teaching.

“He’s probably fighting his own Bankai. 35

As a result, Madarame Ikkaku spent the whole day wandering between being stabbed and being stabbed, and finally completed this special training of blood and tears.

Madarame Ikkaku was about to shout loudly to ask how Abarai Renji was doing, but was suddenly stopped by Ichimaru Gin behind him.

In fact, catching Komamura Sajin’s ten “Tang Bamboo” slashes is easy to say, but it must be done quickly, otherwise, the longer it is delayed, the more distant it will be.

The woman shook her head and said, “No matter how many times you come, the result is the same. You are still too weak now.”

This time, she let Madarame Ikkaku go first to Bankai.

He took a few breaths, then stood up and started 10,000 palm press training.

After all, this is pure physical refinement, and it is not something Reiatsu can control.

“Turn the divine body? But isn’t that for people who haven’t become Bankai yet?”

“Is it not over yet?

“Renji, what’s wrong with 060? Are you tired?”

In fact, it is impossible to sum up everything he has experienced with a single miserable one.

Madarame Ikkaku couldn’t help but shuddered and said: “My mother, Captain Unohana… oh, I don’t think about it anymore. I don’t know what happened to Renji.

Among them, Madarame Ikkaku was the most tragic in training today.

Thinking of Unohana Retsu’s disheveled appearance of a killing god in the pool of blood just now, he is completely different from now.

Madarame Ikkaku stunned: “Renji Bankai?”.

Outside the house, both Madarame Ikkaku and Ichimaru Gin felt the powerful Reiatsu that burst out of the house.

“No, it’s not turning into a god. That guy is in the depths of his own consciousness right now.”5

Unohana Retsu smiled and nodded, only to inform him to continue tomorrow, then waved his hand and left.

However, unsurprisingly, Madarame Ikkaku’s Bankai was really crunchy, and that lasted long enough to give Unohana Retsu a stab.

Therefore, after half a day, the shooting range Tezaemon had actually given up hope of success, and just kept clenching his teeth, resisting, falling, and then getting up again, and so on.

“Don’t disturb him, he’s at a critical moment now.

Madarame Ikkaku was slightly startled, and when he turned around, he saw that Ichimaru Gin was coming, and quickly asked, “What kind of training is Renji doing?

The brown-haired woman also battles Renji with Zabimaru in the same Zanpakutō form as Abarai Renji, but she has far more control over Zanpakutō than Abarai Renji himself.

Komamura Sajin patted Tezaemon on the shoulder of the shooting range, and then left the bipolar summit.

The two are linked by a black iron chain, attacking and defending as one, advancing and retreating in unison.

Unohana Retsu also realized that he subconsciously regarded the opponent as Da Shenchen. After all, he has played Bankai and Da Shenchen the most recently, ignoring the strength gap between Da Shenchen and Madarame Ikkaku.

Out of desperation, Unohana Retsu had to quickly turn on Bankai’s rescue function, and the blood blade that pierced through Madarame Ikkaku immediately turned into a holy medicine to heal Madarame Ikkaku’s flesh and blood.

Even Unohana Retsu herself was surprised by the scene in front of her.

On that day, it is said that the shooting range Tezaemon stayed on the top of the bipolar and spent the whole night.

Despite the end of training, Madarame Ikkaku still has lingering fears, and now he is shaking when he sees Unohana Retsu, and unknowingly, he has become extraordinarily respectful and reasonable to Unohana Retsu.

So, everything has to start all over again.

“Bankai! 35

Even if he puffed up Reiatsu, he couldn’t relieve the soreness and numbness of his arm muscles. What’s more, even in Reiatsu’s collision, Komamura Sajin was far superior to him.

“Damn, damn!” 28

After all, no one wants to be stabbed to death by the same person hundreds of times in one day!

Has he finished training? Finished.

Madarame Ikkaku curled his lips and said, “I figured it out! I was beaten by a trick, what can I say.”

Is he happy? Not at all.

Based on his memory, he searched for the room where Abarai Renji was taken by Ichimaru Gin in the morning, only to see that there still seemed to be a faint barrier outside the room, and it was obvious that Abarai Renji was still locked inside.

When Captain Unohana Retsu announced the start of the special training, the boiling blood pool instantly turned into thousands of blood blades and stabbed towards Madarame Ikkaku.

Who would have thought that the Bankai feast of Captain Unohana Retsu, instead of using Zaraki Kenpachi, made Madarame Ikkaku cool again.

Although Abarai Renji was gasping for breath, there was still a confident smile on his face: “No, since I entered here, I have no intention of leaving in failure. If Shikai can’t win against you, then I will try this trick!

Until the meticulous Komamura Sajin announced that today’s training time is over.

Fortunately, Unohana Retsu’s Bankai is not covered. Although Madarame Ikkaku has been stabbed so many times, not only does he not have any scars on his body, but he still feels as light as a swallow and has good ears and eyesight.

The red-haired child stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, nodding in agreement: “Yes, Renji, you’d better practice and come to us again. We can’t approve of you like this.”

“You…why don’t you Bankai?” Unohana Retsu asked in confusion.

This trick Da Shenchen can dodge, dodge beautifully, but Madarame Ikkaku can’t handle it.

Otherwise, he might have to change his name to Madara.