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Chapter 110: The Surging Spiritual Pressure
Chapter 110: The Surging Spiritual Pressure
The Black Wolf intended to injure Yecheng and make him realize the gap in their strengths.
Seeing that Yecheng didn't react at all to his "Swift Speed," the Black Wolf even showed a disdainful expression.
He had boasted so much, but now, facing his attack, Yecheng seemed completely caught off guard.
No, it must be that his speed was too fast, leaving his opponent no time to react!
Just as he thought he had the advantage, his claw was about to tear into Yecheng's kidney, but Yecheng, who had been motionless, suddenly drew his long sword from his waist.
"Ding———"
The moment his Soul Slayer Sword was drawn, it collided with the Black Wolf's claw, creating an invisible shockwave that erupted between them.
Taking advantage of the rebound, the Black Wolf quickly distanced himself from Yecheng due to the repulsive force, sliding a considerable distance across the ground.
"It must be a coincidence; there's no way he could have seen through my attack and defended against it!"
Looking at his claw, the Black Wolf realized that the timely sword draw was unlikely to be a mere coincidence.
However, he couldn't believe that his sure-kill strike had been so easily blocked by his opponent.
Since mastering the Initial Resurrection, the Black Wolf hadn't encountered a worthy opponent in the entire District 78.
Those who could previously compete with him in this area had all been slain by him after he mastered his Initial Resurrection.
His Soul Slayer Sword, Hungry Wolf, was the type that enhanced his physical abilities. After its liberation, his speed increased dramatically, and he could unleash claw-like attacks with his hands, akin to a beast's tearing claws.
"Oh, do you think I was able to block your attack just by coincidence?"
As his words fell, Yecheng's figure vanished from his original spot. When the Black Wolf's heart sounded an alarm, sensing Yecheng's presence again, he was astonished to find that Yecheng had closed the distance between them in a few breaths, appearing right behind him. With a cold blade, he slashed at the Black Wolf's back!
A string of blood splattered into the air, and the Black Wolf, enduring the intense pain, clutched his injured arm. He glared at Yecheng, who was shaking off the blood from his sword.
"I had already used the ability of Hungry Wolf, but your speed surpasses mine!
Even in terms of spiritual pressure, our strengths should be comparable."
The Black Wolf had barely avoided the backstab at the last moment, relying on his years of combat experience in the Liu Hun Jie.
However, it wasn't entirely accurate to say he had completely evaded the attack, as the blood flowing from his arm was proof.
"Perhaps your Soul Slayer Sword can enhance your physical abilities, but ultimately, no matter how much your speed increases, your movement is merely a simple linear charge.
Shinigami possess the 'Shunpo,' a special step that allows them to utilize spiritual pressure to the extreme.
Against those with weaker spiritual pressure and strength, your Soul Slayer Sword's ability might be enough to suppress them.
But for me, such a skill is not very effective. I've experienced far more battles than you can imagine, unlike the novice Shinigami you just fought!"
Yecheng's calm tone and expressionless face as he spoke these words caused the Black Wolf's blood to boil.
Growing up in the rough and tumble of the Liu Hun Jie, there was one type of person he despised the most - those who lived a privileged life in the Seireitei.
The so-called Gotei Thirteen, in the eyes of the Black Wolf, were nothing special.
They were merely born into better circumstances and possessed Zanpakuto, something he lacked.
If he had his own Zanpakuto, he believed he could easily defeat those so-called Shinigami.
After killing a trainee Shinigami who ventured into Liu Hun Jie, acquiring his Zanpakuto, and achieving the Initial Resurrection, the Black Wolf's confidence swelled, confirming his previous beliefs.
However, the Yecheng before him now presented a bloody reality, revealing that even Shinigami had different ranks.
The trainee Shinigami he had ambushed and killed, as well as the female Shinigami he had just defeated, were merely newcomers who had recently joined the Gotei Thirteen.
The look in Yecheng's eyes as he stared at the Black Wolf was one of disdain, the same look he had given to those weaker than him.
"Damn it, stop looking down on me! I am the Black Wolf! I've been fighting in District 78 of Liu Hun Jie for years, rising from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. We're not on the same level as you privileged folks!
Devour, Hungry Wolf! Rip him to shreds!"
The Zanpakuto, Hungry Wolf, not only amplified the user's speed and the power of its claw attacks, but it also had another ability.
When its claws came into contact with blood, it would absorb the flesh and blood, unleashing even greater power, hence the name "Hungry Wolf."
The blood it absorbed was not limited; it could come from enemies or the user themselves.
The Black Wolf had not inflicted a single injury on Yecheng, who didn't even have a scratch on him. So, the idea of absorbing Yecheng's blood was absurd.
The place where the Black Wolf's right hand, now wearing a clawed gauntlet, pierced was his recently injured left arm.
Those who survived the brutal battles in the rear areas of Liu Hun Jie were truly ruthless, and the Black Wolf was no exception.
He was merciless not only to others but also to himself.
Qing Yin, who was observing from the side, was stunned to see the Black Wolf use his Zanpakuto, Hungry Wolf, to completely drain the blood from his entire left arm, causing it to wither.
Yecheng had mentioned the fierce nature of the people in the rear areas of Liu Hun Jie, but Qing Yin, who came from a privileged background, never imagined they could be this extreme.
The Black Wolf's Zanpakuto, Hungry Wolf, which had once been white, was now entirely crimson due to the blood it had devoured.
Although the Black Wolf's left arm was essentially useless, the Hungry Wolf, having feasted on blood, caused his spiritual pressure to surge once more.
"I don't care about the fancy techniques of the Shinigami. As long as my spiritual pressure is strong enough, I can crush them all!
My spiritual pressure now surpasses yours. Can you still approach me silently and wound me as you did before?"
The crimson spiritual pressure rippled around the Black Wolf like a tidal wave, and Qing Yin, standing nearby, couldn't help but slightly part her lips in awe. The opponent's spiritual pressure, in her eyes, had clearly reached the level of a Seat Officer.
(End of Chapter)
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