Chapter 63: On the Precipice of Defeat

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Kazui's POV:

"I'm just getting' started! So come at me, Ichibe Hyosube!"

I once again touched my forehead with the tip of my blade, performing a swift downward slash to put on my Hollow mask. Ichibe immediately rushed towards me, slamming his paintbrush against my two zanpakuto. I pushed him back with all my might and threw the blades to his head.

Naturally, Ichibe had merely tapped them away with his paintbrush, but what he didn't expect was me using Shun-So-Hi to wrap the chains around his thick neck. He quickly broke free by tensing his body up to the point where the chains couldn't handle the tension. His muscles expanded outwards, blood rushing into his veins as they rose from his skin. I immediately pulled away the chains so that they wouldn't break.

Using the momentum from the unraveling chains, I slid under him and charged all my Spiritual Pressure into my arm. Wind whistled in my ears as Hirenkyaku enabled me to skate through to him at high speeds.

"Gatsurin"

A light blue energy surged from within my chains. It spiraled through my arms, reaching the tip of my right blade before shooting out an enormous circular attack. The sound of what seemed like a pulsing laser followed as the energy pierced cleanly through Ichibe. Though I knew that it wouldn't be enough for the Squad Zero member.

The clacking of beads rung in my ear. Looking closely, the giant beaded necklace that Ichibe wore dropped down towards the ground. The clothes that he wore were smoking and scorched from Gatsurin, though his body suffered minimal damage.

"Hmm, how disappointing. At least your father would've stood a chance against me", he shook his head.

The flames of Getsuga roared inside my twin zanpakutos, firing out wildly. A burning emotion fluctuated inside of me, though not angry as the time when I faced against the Sinner. It was an emotion, a desire, a burning passion to get rid of this guy.

"You keep going on and on about my dad, but the thing is you've barely seen me fight. I've had my power restricted for over ten years. So if you think that just my dad can face off against you...", the energy grew brighter with each word that left my mouth, "Don't underestimate me! THINK AGAIN!"

Charging up my blades, I released waves of Getsuga Tenshou. About a hundred energy blasts met Ichibe at once. Smoke from the impact of the attack gathered around his body. But just when I thought that it would somewhat damage him, a comically giant paintbrush sliced through the fumes, dispelling it completely.

I gritted my teeth. This was becoming more annoying by the minute.

Are people from the Zero Division usually this strong? Or was it just this guy? Because no matter what I did to him, nothing seems to have taken effect.

Even since I stepped through the Garganta, I knew that he had some massive spiritual pressure hidden within him. It was no wonder why Ichika and Kaito lost against this guy. They were facing an absolute monster.

Before I could react, he appeared behind me. His red eyes staring directly to the side of my head as I tried to turn around. I could sense the incoming paintbrush about to collide with my head. I needed to dodge, or block. Fast.

My left arm instinctively moved towards the paintbrush. The zanpakuto I used to hold on that hand was thrown in the air, floating up there momentarily so to grant me freedom. I parried the paintbrush with all my strength. My muscles strained against the powerful might of the weapon, suffering as I tried to throw it away. I yelled my lungs out as I pushed the paintbrush away, sending both that and Ichibe away from me. Pulling the chains back, I retrieved my zanpakuto, holding it back in my left hand.

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