Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1043: Follow the nature and conform to nature, so it is called virtue! (3)
"Sure enough...it's me."
The moment the man raised his head, a bitterness appeared in Lord's eyes.
In fact, just as he expected, the man sitting cross-legged under the sword grave has almost the same appearance as him, even the fluctuation of the soul and the essence of the spiritual pressure are exactly the same.
From this point of view, they are the same person.
However, the only difference between them lies in the eyes of the man who has gone through vicissitudes of life and bears endless suffering.
"Would you like to introduce yourself?"
Lord calmed down his complicated mood and asked.
"I am you, you are me..."
The man pulled out a blade on the ground casually, and said lightly: "Since you choose to come back here, it means...you have made a choice, then... Come and end this with your own hands!"
Are you going to fight if you disagree?
Lord frowned slightly. He is an ordinary person now, how could he beat this guy: "What ended all of this? Can you make it clear? I'm just here to find a memory that was lost."
"I know."
The man slowly raised the blade, with a **** killing light in his eyes, and said: "If you want to regain your memory, then defeat me."
"Did you make a mistake?"
The corner of Lord's mouth twitched, and he explained: "I just want to retrieve my memory, I didn't come to fight with you, and besides, I can't use the power of Death God now, you..."
Shuh——!
A huge azure blue sword qi fell down like a broken waterfall.
In an instant, the vast sword energy roared past like a river, brushing against Lord's side and darting into the distance. A cliff with a width of tens of feet divided the whole city into two, and the sky was filled with roaring waves. Terrible sword intent.
A drop of cold sweat dripped down Lord's cheek.
It was a real feeling that he had never felt before, that the distance of death was so close, as if every inch of skin and pores on his body were trembling upside down, and the brain nerves issued a hysterical warning to him.
Gudong...
Perhaps it is the physique of an ordinary person, which expands the perception of fear and danger to the limit.
"Nonsense, stop here."
The man looked at him calmly and said, "Now, you only have two choices."
"Either, draw out the sword on the ground, defeat me, and regain your lost memory; or, give up resistance, stand there obediently, I will kill you with my own hands, and wait for the next meeting."
"Tell me...your choice!"
When the voice fell, there was a boiling killing intent, engulfing the front like a substance.
Strong winds visible to the naked eye swallowed the surrounding things like a storm under the boiling cold killing intent.
Lord, who was silent in place, trembled uncontrollably.
Looks like...frightened and helpless, a big fish on the chopping block.
The man stared at him coldly, without saying a word, as if he was waiting for Lord to make a choice, but the chill in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
The next moment, Lord lowered his head, turned his back and walked towards the city.
"Choose to give up..."
The man's eyes were full of disappointment, and the depths of his pupils were stained with violence: "Once again, you chose to escape."
However, just when he was about to kill Lord, he saw that the latter stopped suddenly and pulled out a rusty saber. corrosion.
The blade is narrow and straight, straight and straight, like a sword but not a sword, like a sword but not a sword.
The special shape of the wide blade and thick back makes the whole knife very heavy, even if it is just picked up, it is already very laborious.
Clang!
The straight blade cut across the ground, plowing out a long scar.
Lord took a long breath, stepped forward and lowered his waist at the same time, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and raised the heavy sword with the strength of his whole body, with a look of indifference in his eyes: "Sorry, my In the dictionary, there are never two words of giving up."
"Courage is to be encouraged, but... not."
The man looked at him quietly, with a hint of joy in his eyes, but it was quickly hidden, and he said lightly: "In terms of the strength of ordinary people, choosing a lighter weapon is the only way to get rid of it." It is the best choice."
"It...is just right for me!"
Lord clenched his saber with both hands, a sense of familiarity spontaneously calmed his restless heart.
"Very good, very good."
The man grinned, seemingly very happy, and said: "But, you who can't even swing a knife freely, how do you end all this?"
When the voice fell, his figure suddenly disappeared.
The sharp blade was wrapped in a strong wind, like a vast lake pouring down. The terrifying pressure made it difficult for Lord to breathe, and his momentum was completely suppressed. on the head.
Bang——!
The blades collided, and the terrifying force poured down.
The land with a radius of hundreds of meters collapsed and shattered in an instant, and terrifying storms rose into the sky like tornadoes.
With the body of an ordinary person, Lord, who took the knife abruptly, was bleeding all over his body almost instantly, his legs almost sank into the ground, the muscles in his arms were torn, and his bones let out a hysterical whine.
"Let me... completely break your delusion!"
The man raised his leg and kicked Lord on the chest.
Boom!
Lord immediately flew upside down, rubbing against the ground, plowing out a bloodstain.
"Ahem...ahem..." Blood spurted out crazily, and all the bones in his body seemed to be broken. Lord struggled to get up, his eyes were blurred due to bloodshot eyes, and he was almost on the verge of dying. He couldn't see clearly ahead, and the severe pain nearly broke his sanity.
But... that person did not choose to stop.
"If you still have that boring fantasy, you can't beat me."
The man approached forcefully, and the moment he drew his sword, a mighty sword light swept towards him like a sea.
"Ahhh!"
Lord roared up to the sky, desperately squeezing the potential of his body, holding the saber and relying on the remaining instinct, he swung the saber to fight.
Even if he loses all his spiritual blessings, he is still the one who inherits the name of Kenpachi!
He can be deprived of his spiritual power, he can be deprived of his Zanpakuto, but the only thing that cannot be deprived is his past efforts!
The Way of the Sword · Eight Thousand Flows · Underworld!
At this moment, Lord used Huang Quan's sword skills with his pure human body!
Boom!
The two knives hit each other, and sparks flew out.
"That's right, that's it, this is the real you!"
The man's eyes became more and more excited, as if two flames were burning, and the high-pitched fighting spirit ignited the surroundings.
The two fought fiercely like madmen.
Every time the blade collides, there will be a terrifying wind and blood scattered.
It's not so much a battle as it is that Lord was crushed unilaterally.
The bones are trembling, the muscles are screaming.
One finger, one muscle fiber cannot be relaxed, otherwise it will be crushed in an instant.
There is not even time to breathe or blink, as long as one is hit, the body and soul will be completely destroyed!
Under the almost crazy offensive, Lord could only struggle to hold on.
The injuries continued to worsen, and there were more and more knife wounds, each of which had deep bones, and the flesh was rolled and bloody.
But... memories are coming!
Every knife cut on his body was like cutting the shackles that bound him.
"Very good, but... not enough!" The man's eyes flickered, and he let out a thunderous sound.
Standing forward, he knocked Lord away with the handle of the knife, and then took advantage of the momentum to pick it up. The extremely sharp cold light rushed straight into the sky like a broken waterfall.
Shua!
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Lord took several steps back one after another, as if he had lost the last bit of strength, and lowered his head.
"Now, remember?"
The man held a **** long knife and stared at the motionless Lord: "The name that belongs to you, the real name!"
"Ah... I remember..."
Lord lowered his head, and the turbulent spiritual power visible to the naked eye surged out again, turning into a mighty torrent, impacting the world in all directions, and the boundless coercion came crashing down.
"Follow the nature and follow the nature."
"The original heart is good, the nature is good, and there is no self, so it is called...virtue!"
"My name is...Lord!"
"It's not Lord Carr, it's Lord!!!"