Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 175

Chapter 175 - 175: Good Kid

The Adjuchas-class Menos all widened their eyes in horror, their voices trembling with disbelief.

"Ggio-sama..."

They couldn't believe what they were witnessing.

Ggio Vega was just as stunned, but before he could process what was happening, a slender yet powerful hand suddenly clamped around his throat.

In an instant, his upper body was lifted clean off the ground.

The surrounding Hollows barely dared to breathe. They turned in panic, their gazes locking onto a small, thin figure standing before them.

A fierce wind howled through the battlefield, stirring up a storm of sand that raged like coiling dragons in the sky.

Amid the swirling chaos, the figure suddenly flexed his right arm, effortlessly swinging Ggio's massive body as if it were nothing more than a mere ragdoll.

Then, with a violent motion, he slammed Ggio into the ground, sending up a billowing cloud of white sand.

A vast and pure Reiatsu blanketed the area, suffocatingly heavy, plunging the once-silent desert into an even deeper, deathly stillness.

"Shinigami... why are you here?"

Ggio rasped, forcing the words from his dry throat as he stared at the young man before him, his eyes flickering toward the Zanpakutō at his waist.

But before he could finish speaking, his severed forelimbs had already begun to regenerate at an astonishing speed.

With a snarl, his freshly regrown, razor-sharp claws lashed out toward the young Shinigami with blinding ferocity.

"You never learn, do you? Yuhime!"

The young Shinigami's voice was quiet yet carried an undeniable authority.

A sudden shimmer of light appeared behind him, and in an instant, a white-haired beauty clad in flowing feathered robes emerged like a specter.

Her luminous eyes sparkled, but there was nothing warm in her gaze—only cold, decisive intent.

With a mere flick of her delicate hand, two razor-sharp wind blades shot forth.

The air itself seemed to be torn asunder in their wake, producing an eerie, piercing whistle.

And just as swiftly as she had appeared, the mysterious woman vanished like the wind.

Whoosh!

The wind blades struck, followed by two muffled thuds.

Ggio's claws were severed in an instant, blood spraying in all directions.

The searing pain forced a guttural, agonized scream from Ggio Vega.

Masatsuki Aozaki stood motionless, his cold gaze fixed on the now-trembling Hollow before him.

Slowly, he raised his other hand to his lips and blew softly—mockingly, as if scoffing at Ggio's powerlessness.

His once-intact black cloak was now in tatters, a torn sleeve fluttering in the wind, exposing an arm as pale as fresh snow.

"So, that Cero just now... was it you and the ones behind you?"

Masatsuki Aozaki's voice was calm, devoid of emotion, like the still surface of undisturbed water.

"I never expected such a 'warm' welcome the moment I arrived in this world."

He paused, his brows furrowing slightly as if pondering something.

After a moment of silence, he muttered to himself, "Should I consider this bad luck? Or a stroke of fortune?" _{f(r)eew(e)bnovel.(c)o(m)}

With that, he casually tore off what remained of his ruined cloak and tossed it aside.

As the fabric fell away, an overwhelming Reiatsu surged forth, crashing over the battlefield like a tidal wave.

The sheer weight of it bore down on everyone present, an oppressive force unlike anything they had ever felt before.

"Just now, that little kitten called you Sung-Sun. Is that your name?"

Masatsuki Aozaki turned, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips as he locked eyes with the massive serpentine Hollow behind him. His voice remained eerily composed.

Sung-Sun, despite being several times Masatsuki Aozaki's size, shuddered under his gaze like a frightened child.

After a brief hesitation, she nodded honestly and replied,

"Yes, Sung-Sun is my name."

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