Bleach: Watch Closely, This Is How You Use a Zanpakutō novel Chapter 379

Chapter 379: Chapter 379: The Boss Is Dead?

There was a sharp crack, and Ichibē Hyōsube’s sternum caved in instantly. His whole body was sent flying backward. But on closer inspection,

There was a sharp crack, and Ichibē Hyōsube’s sternum caved in instantly. His whole body was sent flying backward.

But on closer inspection, it became clear—at the moment the punch landed, a large hand had already moved in front of him, absorbing most of the impact.

No wonder he was the leader of the Zero Division. That reaction speed was no joke!

With a heavy thud, Ichibē Hyōsube slammed into the wall, knocking down the calligraphy and ink paintings hanging there.

Dust billowed up in an instant, clouding the view.

Masatsuki Aozaki narrowed his eyes. Reiatsu surged through his body, radiating a soft glow as he stepped forward, preparing to finish the job.

Just then, a burly figure burst out from the smoke—and a foot came flying straight at him.

Ichibē Hyōsube reacted quickly, crossing his arms in front of his chest to block the kick.

There was a loud bang, even heavier than before.

The force crushed his arms against his chest, as if trying to embed them there.

His whole body was launched again like an arrow, soaring thousands of meters before crashing deep into the ground.

"What incredible strength..."

Ichibē Hyōsube rose from the crater, crouching low.

He flexed his hands slightly, the joints cracking with each movement.

His left hand trembled uncontrollably. A deep, bloody hole had opened in the center of his palm, blood gushing out in a steady stream.

It dripped from his fingertips like spilled paint, tracing a vivid crimson path.

The bones in both arms were nearly pulverized, shattered into what seemed like countless tiny fragments.

All of it caused by just one punch and one kick.

They locked eyes. No one asked the obvious, foolish question—

Were they going to continue?

As another drop of blood splattered onto the cold floor, blooming into a red flower, Ichibē Hyōsube suddenly moved.

His figure flickered like a ghost, black Reiatsu surging beneath his feet like a tide, spreading outward.

Without hesitation, he thrust his wounded arm into the ground, as if searching for a hidden source of power.

At the same time, Masatsuki Aozaki shifted slightly, instantly crossing thousands of meters and charging toward Ichibē Hyōsube at blinding speed.

His palm transformed into a sharp blade, slicing downward with deadly force.

Ichibē Hyōsube responded just as fast.

He brought his fingers together and slammed his palm forward.

Senri Tsūtenshō! (Heavenly Passing Palm of the Thousand Ri)

In a flash, a massive palm formed from Reiatsu appeared out of thin air, slamming down hard on Masatsuki Aozaki’s hand-blade.

But Masatsuki Aozaki’s attack didn’t stop.

His hand-blade sliced through at incredible speed, cleaving the giant palm cleanly in two.

Just then, Ichibē Hyōsube vanished once more into the inky blackness of his Reiatsu.

The next moment, Masatsuki Aozaki’s hand-blade struck the handle of a giant brush.

This was no ordinary weapon. It was Ichibē Hyōsube’s Zanpakutō!

And at that moment, Ichibē Hyōsube’s body began to change.

His injuries healed instantly, as if he had never been hurt.

He tilted the brush handle, lifting the blade in one smooth motion. The tip of the brush grazed past Masatsuki Aozaki.

Suddenly, Masatsuki Aozaki frowned, staring at his arm in confusion.

What was going on?

There was no pain. No sensation at all.

Could it be... the Zanpakutō’s ability hadn’t activated?

Seeing the shift in his expression, Ichibē Hyōsube clearly misunderstood and grinned.

"Hahaha, figured it out, huh? I don’t cut flesh—I cut names... That’s the power of Ichimonji."

"Anything struck by this brush will have its power halved—and its name split in two."

"In other words, the name ’Masatsuki Aozaki’ was just cut in half. Now, you’re just ’Masatsuki’."

With a twisted smile, Ichibē Hyōsube swung his giant brush down at Masatsuki Aozaki once more.

But Masatsuki didn’t back away.

Instead, he suddenly sprang into action.

Was this some reckless attempt at trading blows? _{fr\(e)ew(e)b.(n)o (v)(e)l.com}

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