People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

Chapter 054

The blade entwined with the leaping spiritual light roared through the air, drawing a coherent arc in the center of Nellie’s field of vision, passing through the dust and smoke, and the extremely sharp spiritual membrane was left on the ground just by the wind pressure. The next long and profound delicate trace

“Type 1·Broken Steel Fight!”

Fujimiya Makoto let out a furious roar.

However, Nellie just looked at the figure in front of her quietly, and suddenly raised the pure white lance in her hand and swung it towards her side.

“clang!”

The collision of spiritual pressure and spiritual pressure caused a burst of flames to explode between the two parties.

If you look carefully, you can find that the blade and the lance are not even in complete contact. The defense formed by the spiritual particles alone is , had already blocked Fujimiya Makoto’s full-strength sword.

As for the figure charging from the front, it turned into a group of afterimages the moment it passed her.

Obviously, Qu Guang was not against anyone. Everyone can play their due role.

Although Fujimiya Makoto still maintains the fearless look on his face, his vigilance has been raised to the highest level.

This guy is much stronger than the parallel importer Senhi Shifengyuan

“boom——”

Nellie waved her lance, and the heavy bone cone tip just passed by out of thin air, causing a violent whistling sound.

In front of this lance, Fujimiya Makoto’s body was as light as a fallen leaf. Effortlessly, he was swept up by the sweeping gun. His whole body turned over and flew through the air, and his feet landed on it. Two long traces slid out on the ground along with the inertia.

【Cutting skill +10】

【Centaur girl! My favorite centaur girl today! I want to get under your belly prprpr! 】

So strong.

However, the weaknesses are also obvious.

Fujimiya Makoto’s mind was completely devoted to the battle. No matter what he saw, what he heard, or every breath he could feel on his body, all the information for fighting was summarized in his mind.

It wasn’t until this moment that he truly understood what Old Man Shan once mentioned.

‘Know what to do in combat. ‘

The smoke and dust exploded, and spiritual pressure erupted.

Makoto Fujimiya’s figure zigzagged along the ground, and his super-speed instant step made his whole body seem to turn into a snake-shaped line segment, with billowing smoke and dust flying behind him, and the blade in his hand was almost touching the ground.

Nilielle just looked at him quietly.

The moment Fujimiya Makoto came closer, Pingwuqi stabbed forward.

“laugh.”

The voice was extremely weak.

But in Fujimiya Makoto’s field of vision, the tip of the gun was condensed with extremely terrifying spiritual pressure.

If he was penetrated by this gun, half of his body would probably explode. Open.

This is Vastod.

The highest level Daxu, the true ruler of Hueco Mundo, even if he has just formed, has terrifying strength that far exceeds the captain level.

However, facing this terrifying shot, Fujimiya Makoto However, his figure refused to dodge. He faced it head-on. The blade in his hand drew a trace like running water between the surging spiritual pressure.

“Zheng——”

The next moment, Fujimiya Makoto’s hand was wrapped with a shallow sword with flowing spiritual pressure, and he faced the lance from the front.

The moment the blade collided with the tip of the gun, a sharp and terrifying sound suddenly sounded in the ears of both parties, as if the metal was being torn apart with both hands.

Metal and bone materials scraped against each other.

The moment before the strength of both parties reached its peak. staggered.

Makoto Fujimiya’s eyes were suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes, his pupils were highly contracted, and the black pupils almost formed pinhole-like pinholes.

In his vision, the entire world turned into a three-color picture of black, white and gray.

Only the spiritual pressure that was still surging still retained some light.

Everything reflected in his eyes formed an image that was slowed down at a very high magnification in his brain, and each frame passed by frame by frame. clear, slow

【Injury-free Circle]

In this extremely short period of time, the blade in his hand had already deflected by tenths of a degree.

Just this extremely small difference made the resistance in Fujimiya Makoto’s hands suddenly less than half.

At the same time, a fierce and explosive spiritual pressure erupted from Fujimiya Makoto’s feet, forcibly pushing his whole body forward at super high speed.

Muscles, sinews, and blades formed a staggered and tight bow at this moment. In this intersecting moment, the power of his sword was raised to the extreme in an instant that could not be detected by the naked eye.

【Type 2: Ruoshui]

The moment they passed each other, the blade in Fujimiya Makoto’s hand swayed past the bone lance in front of him like a real stream of water, and the blade pointed directly at Nellie’s wide-open door. Soft chest and abdomen

“Um?”

Fujimiya Makoto’s extremely fast reaction, even Nellie’s Vastod couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

However, she remained calm.

The lance that had been maintaining the thrusting movement shook slightly, The horizontal handle is swung in the direction of the blade

“Clang!”

A ball of fierce sparks exploded between the blade and the handle of the gun.

Fujimiya Makoto’s pupils suddenly turned red.

The knife was flicked.

However, it was not over yet.

His figure seemed to be nothing compared to Nellie’s. Human heads and antelopes staggered past.

Immediately afterwards, Fujimiya Makoto burst out with blazing spiritual pressure, but stepped on the ground with both feet, exploding a cloud of dust that spread out in a hollow, and the ground sank.

With this reaction , With the momentum, his charging route actually showed a very slight angle. He rushed in the direction of Nellie again.

The faint whine of his ankles could almost be heard.

The surface of the blade in his hand was almost completely covered in aura

【Ruoshui·Second Section】

This time, Fujimiya Makoto’s goal was extremely clear.

Pointing directly at Nellie’s buttocks with a little furry tail!

He observed very clearly.

Because of the special body shape of the centaur and the physical structure of the human body arranged forward, it is extremely inconvenient for Nellie to guard from behind.

If it is said that there is a possibility of injuring the opponent, then the only way to start is from this aspect!

【Instant step +10】

【It’s really too much to attack other girls’ big buttocks…….It’s so in line with my taste! Let me feel the mouth and teeth of the intestines!! 】

Feeling the sharp sting rising from behind, Nilielle could not help but frown, and turned the lance in her hand to protect her buttocks.

The tip of the gun collided with the blade.

Still failed to hit.

However, a glimmer of light suddenly lit up in Fujimiya Makoto’s eyes.

The tip of the gun moved!

Maybe it was a hasty return, or maybe it was inconvenient to use force from behind, but they all undoubtedly mean the same thing – the tactics he chose were correct.

【Cutting skill +10】

【Modo Modo! Then continue to charge at Sister Ma Niang’s big butt! 】

Rarely, Fujimiya Cheng chose the same approach as Xiao Po Dao.

His charge was limited to a moment, and he missed a single hit. He escaped ten meters away, completely avoiding a head-on collision with Nellie. Every knife in his hand was directed towards the Centaur Girl’s eldest sister’s retreat.

Although he was blocked by lances every time, it seemed that he was only a few inches away from being hit every time.

【Cutting skill +10】

【[Slashing Technique +10]

A series of prompts sounded like flaming gasoline stirring at the edge of a campfire, constantly stimulating Fujimiya Makoto’s nerves.

It seemed like just one more stab would hit him!

Nellie’s brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

This feeling of being constantly coveted by others is really unpleasant, and the feeling of dissatisfaction is getting deeper and deeper. till the end……

【Slashing Technique: Level 11 ↑]

Almost at the same moment when the slashing skill was upgraded, some kind of enlightenment suddenly appeared in Makoto Fujimiya’s heart, and the blade suddenly turned half a circle.

From cutting to stabbing.

Directly pointed at the sheep stocks.

Nellie’s eyes, which were covered under the bone helmet, suddenly shrank.

The small hairy tail on the sheep’s butt stood upright in shock!

At the same time, the speed of swinging the bone lance in her hand suddenly increased, and the surface of the cone-shaped head was wrapped with dark cyan vigorous spiritual pressure.

‘What?! ‘

In an instant, in Fujimiya Makoto’s [No Injury Circle] field of vision, the bone lance in Nellie’s hand seemed to suddenly change from slow motion to triple speed.

The sudden acceleration of the speed made his already overwhelmed nerves, and he could only barely switch from ‘stabbing sword’ to ‘blocking sword’, and his body turned to the other side, ready to unload his force at any time.

However, when that extremely sharp shot hit the blade in his hand, the terrifying force like a landslide made Fujimiya Makoto seem to fall into a gray freeze frame.

The huge force hit the blade and was transmitted to the shoulders and elbows. The entire arm seemed to be crushed and squeezed into the side ribs and chest. The fragile body suddenly bent into a prawn, and there was a deafening roar. , hit like a baseball and hit a home run.

“Rumble——！！！”

Fujimiya Makoto fell and bounced against the ground, like pebbles floating on the water, popping up in several arcs, and finally rolled and slid down.

Most of the jet-black Death Domination uniform on his body was shattered by constant friction and falling, revealing his strong body with bloody mouths everywhere.

The entire left arm hangs down in an irregular shape, and the bright red blood dripping from the shoulder and elbow can only be regarded as barely connected.

Obviously, it’s broken

“vomit——”

Makoto Fujimiya lay on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. The whites of his eyes were swallowed up by dark red. His long black hair tied with grass roots as a bun was spread out. Even his breathing felt like his chest was being torn open.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, and the severe pain and fracture pain that threatened to shatter half of his body made it difficult for him to think rationally for a while.

There is only one thought that comes to mind.

Just now, this guy was just teasing me, right?

One shot.

It was solved.

This gap is so huge that it makes people feel a little desperate.

“Ho ho…Hoo…”

Fujimiya Makoto’s wheezing has turned into a vague and unpleasant coughing sound, and he wonders if his ribs have penetrated his internal organs.

However, the knife was still clutched tightly in his right hand, which had not been broken off.

Not only that.

The more he maintains that indelible spirit, the firmer his will becomes and the clearer his brain becomes.

【Wall of Sighs]

As the comment on this trait says – the person who creates the strongest you will always be the same person you are until the next time you sit up.

One certificate, forever.

Fujimiya Makoto slowly supported his body, from lying down to kneeling, and then standing up unsteadily.

He held the knife in his hand, pointing at the Vastod in the distance.

Nellie’s eyes, which were covered by the antelope helmet mask, were also looking at him calmly.

Although he seems to be a weirdo who only likes to target other people’s stocks.

However, it was surprisingly energetic.

Nellie straightened her lance and pointed the tip towards him.

Makoto Fujimiya also straightened his slightly trembling sword, with a firm gaze like a knight about to start a duel.

He was in a state of utter embarrassment and never fell behind.

The vortex carrying the dust was like a boundary, faintly drawn between the two.

During his time in Soul Society, Fujimiya Makoto has long been accustomed to life and death.

Whether it was the first time he came to Zaraki District, or the duel with Teacher Unohana, or the duel with various Seireitei Shinigami after joining Genji School.

Makoto Fujimiya has always known it.

When a person is killed, he will die.

Likewise, those who are not prepared to be killed by others are not qualified to take up the sword.

He knows it all. only……

If possible, it is better to be the winner.

Fujimiya Makoto’s somewhat distracted eyes looked at Nellie opposite him, and he slowly asked about his little broken knife:

“Hello”

“I’ve reached this point, you should play a positive role, right?”

When he spoke, he actually didn’t have high hopes.

Based on what Fujimiya Makoto had experienced these days, there were too many Shinigami who failed to successfully free their Zanpakutō even if they fought until death.

But at this time, he will inevitably look for some unrealistic thoughts.

Surprisingly,��

This time, Xiao Po Dao actually responded.

【Eh? You are…What did you say?】

【The person who refuses to respond to ‘himself’ is Cheng from the beginning, right?】

【As long as you sincerely accept your true self……】

【With the purity of sincerity, anything can be done! 】

reject…response?

Fujinomiya Makoto seemed to have thought of something, but his heart suddenly became a little shuddering. Even the extremely tough will tempered in countless battles was inevitably shaken.

Xiao Po Dao’s sharp and vulgar words kept emerging from the depths of his mind.

In fact, didn’t he always know?

Isn’t that what I said in my previous life when I was online and discussing with countless people on group friends, iron bars, games, and Bika forums?

Just, just because Xiao Po Dao shouted it out in public, no matter how many times…Something I never want to admit no matter how many times I hear it.

Can’t think about it!

I can’t admit it even to death!

Just thinking about that scene after scene, Fujimiya Makoto felt like he was being torn apart by the resurrected memories repeatedly.

He is just venting online, just talking.

Could it be that if you say you want to open a harem, do you really want to open it?

Internet, how can things on the Internet be made real?!

In real life, he is obviously a person who hides his various systems extremely perfectly!

That’s not your true self.

He thought so.

However, when Fujinomiya Makoto raised his head again, a light pink, vaguely heart-shaped flickering light suddenly appeared in his originally blood-red pupils.

“Click.”

Deep in the heart of the young man, there seemed to be some kind of extremely strong thick barrier, and a thin crack appeared.

Although it did not completely collapse, it was no longer strong.

【That’s right! That’s it!】

【Although it’s not very crisp, it’s still okay. 】

The moment when the sound fell.

Fujimiya Makoto’s seriously injured body was about to sink into dryness, but a tiny bit of bright spiritual light slowly emerged.

He raised his head and looked across.

Nellie looked into his eyes and was startled unconsciously.

As a result, her eyes lit up with a pale pink light simultaneously.

A charming voice with a somewhat morbid meaning sounded from the brains of two people at the same time.

【First, let’s make an agreement】