Chapter 282: You may not believe it, I was born not afraid of cold

The captain gave Dong Shilang a faint look, then knocked on the ground with a cane: "Go on, the assessment is not over."
Hearing this, Dong Shilang looked at Duke who was trapped in the iceberg, frowning and thinking. He was extremely confident in Binglun Maru's abilities, but any enemy who was sealed by Bingtian Hundred Flowers Burial had absolutely no chance of escape, but the captain rejected his victory declaration.
The strongest death in a thousand years! The captain of the Gotei 13 team! Dong Shilang didn't dare and was not qualified to question the other party's judgment, and he had suffered a big loss on Duke several times in a row, he made a decisive move once again.
"Thousand-year ice prison!"
The water vapor in the air condenses into tiny ice particles, which converge into towering icicles. Dozens of frozen icicles slowly converge, piled up and stacked around the iceberg, and freeze into a thick block that isolates all living things. icicle. The dark blue icicles are so dense that the light can't penetrate them, and only a vague humanoid figure in the center can be seen.
"This time should be over, right?" Dong Shi Lang panted and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Binglun Maru is a powerful Zanpaku Knife that ranks alongside Liu Jianruohuo at the top, and every time it uses it, it consumes spiritual pressure. The time he has mastered the is still short, and the continuous use of the ultimate move has reduced his spiritual pressure a lot.
Divided by the age group of the corpse soul world, Dong Shilang is at most just entering a teenager and can achieve extraordinary performance. On the one hand, he is indeed a genius, on the other hand, he is holding a breath of sullen in his heart and wants to prove himself.
However, the development of things has its objective laws, and it will not be changed by personal will. When something is greatly beyond the ability and control of the party concerned, there is no other way but helpless.
Because there is such a huge disparity in strength, when placed between the gods of death, it is the difference between the spiritual pressure.
boom----
Reiatsu! Unspeakable powerful spiritual pressure swept across the sky! The iceberg was as vast as the sea, and the boundless Rei Pressure just broke the thousand-year ice prison in an instant. Dong Shilang's extremely confident trick, sitting on the frosty ice, turned into dust in an instant.
Duke walked out with a knife in his hand, and his restrained Reinforcement was like a sea falling down in the sky. Everything in his sight wailed in the depths of the soul. Even the walls of the secret room were blown by the sound of teeth grinding. Open fine cracks.
You know, these walls are made of murderous stones, and theoretically they can completely block the spirits and spiritual pressure.
The huge spiritual pressure was vented in the secret room, and Dong Shilang, who was the first to bear the brunt, couldn't move immediately. He felt as if he were too heavy to lift his arm.
"Are you kidding, this can also be considered Reiatsu?" Dong Shilang quit the exhausted and couldn't believe the situation in front of him: "Moreover, he hasn't got a yet, why is there such a strong reiki?"
Duke wandered to Dong Shilang, his momentum increased by one point every step he took. When he stood in front of Dong Shilang, the accumulated momentum was like a flowing galaxy, and the latter could not even breathe.
"Although the battle of Reaper is the battle of Reiatsu, your luck is very bad. Even if you are the captain of someone else, you will have to suffer under your ice. What a pity..." Duke shook his head regrettably: " My physique is a bit special, you may not believe it, I am born with no fear of cold! Hirinumaru is a powerful Zanpaku knife, but unfortunately, he is not effective against me!"
As Duke said, he put the synodic moon on Dong Shilang's shoulders: "From the beginning, you have no chance of winning."
"How could there be such a thing?" Dong Shilang's pupils shrank suddenly, standing motionless like a wooden man when struck by lightning.
"It can only be said that all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Although Binglunwan is strong, it is not absolute." Duke secretly said goodbye to his face like a concubine, you are not bad, and there is more tragic!
The thunder that destroys the world at every turn can't shake a rubber head, the supreme big knife that breaks the sky and the sea slashes the clown of the undead circus, the flame of unlimited temperature is pierced by magma, you let them make sense wherever they are.
"Why..." Dong Shilang hasn't recovered from the blow, and he is not as strong as the opponent. He has nothing to say. Give him a hundred years and he is confident that he can catch up, but it is different if Binglunwan is invalid. Zanpakuto is not as simple as a weapon between the gods of death, denying Hinglunmaru is equivalent to denying him himself.
"Okay, let's talk about the gossip later. Give up, you have no chance of winning." Duke's wrist moved slightly, and the sharp blade left a blood mark on Dong Shilang's neck.
There was silence in the court, and Duke waited for Dong Shirou to reply, and everyone on the sidelines also watched him quietly. Only Luanju jumped her feet in a hurry, forced by the rules and not daring to make small movements, a life sulking, and pointing to Dukeby's middle finger.
"This is not a difficult choice. If the captain fails the assessment, you can start all over again. After all, you are still young! And there is only one life..." Duke taught Dong Shilang repeatedly, but was quickly denied by the opponent.
"Impossible!" Holding Duke's spiritual pressure, Dong Shilang raised his stubborn head, and grasped the synodic moon, his tone was fierce: "For this battle, I have blocked my life!"
The resurgent spiritual pressure ignited, and the silent chill rushed to Duke's arm along the synodic moon and spread to half of his body. Dong Shilang's spiritual pressure once again climbed to the captain level, and this time he just started to solve it.
"Just like the protagonist, he is really a genius!" Duke exclaimed, turning a blind eye to the cold ice covering half of his body: "However, treating me as a whetstone has a price!"
brush!
The synodic moon was shining brightly, shaking the surrounding cold, and a crescent-shaped slash flashed from Dongshilang's shoulder to his belly. The shoulder bones, sternum, and ribs were all divided into two, and blood rushed out, splashing in the air and being swept to the ground by heavy spiritual pressure.
"Wow--" Dong Shilang spit out blood, holding the unresolved ice wheel pill in one hand, and using ice cubes to stop himself from falling.
Cang!
The new moon pierced the void, dotted in Dongshilang's heart, and Duke said coldly: "I asked you for the last time, did you really kill you? Think clearly and answer, if you regret it, you still have time!"
"Your talent and Zanpakudao ability will be able to pass the captain's assessment in ten years. Why bother to die this time. Give up. Isn't it good to live?"
"I...I won't... admit defeat!" Dong Shilang said with difficulty, his vision blurred by the massive blood loss, and everything in front of him became a ghost.
"In that case, as you wish!"
In Luan Ju's exclamation, the new moon pierced Dong Shilang's heart, poking out from behind, and the sharp blade was shining coldly.
Dong Shilang's pupils spread, and his brain was blank at the moment of death, and he could clearly feel the coldness of his heart.
"Goodbye... Grandma..."
"Matsumoto... I might break my promise..."
"And Hina Mori...obviously..."
Dong Shilang, who fell on the ground, only saw Duke slowly retracting the knife and turning away coldly. Then Luan Ju ran in front of him, a pair of white and unidentified objects obscured his vision.
"How long are you going to sleep? The captain's assessment failed! You fool, when will my career as a temporary captain end? There are so many official duties to do every day, and I really want to die! I'm so disappointed, get up quickly and apologize to me!" Luan Ju grabbed Dong Shilang's collar and shook it desperately.
"Matsumoto...I'm going to die...should not be a little sensational at this time?" Dong Shi Lang's breath drifted away, and he couldn't extricate himself from being addicted to checkmate.
"Fuck!" Luan Ju hit Dong Shilang's head with a punch, completely waking up the opponent.
Dong Shilang, who woke up, touched the back of his unharmed chest, and jumped up in surprise: "How come, I'm obviously dead!"
"Stupid! This is a captain assessment, not a duel. How can you die?" Luan Ju was crying, thinking about the promising career of acting captain, she panicked for a while: "I want to die!"
Off the court.
"The assessment is over, the captain." Duke ignored the weird eyes including his own captain Uozhihuareel ~EbookFREE.me~ and calmly said to the captain.
"..."
"Captain?" Seeing that the old man hadn't spoken for a long time, Duke increased his voice and shouted again. He couldn't do it when he was older, and he was deaf and dazzled.
"Ahem!" The captain pretended to cough twice, and then said after a long while: "This is the most...most...special captain assessment that the old man has ever seen. What do you three think?"
"Don't make a new look!" Uozhihualie admired Duke's approach.
"Different!" Kuchiki Byakuya tangled for a while.
"Too bad!" Zuo Zhen directly shook his head.
"The old man feels the same way. It's too bad." The captain agreed with Big Dog's opinion and gave Duke a fierce look: "Although the results of testing people's hearts are very good, the methods are too extreme...not for example."
"Three captains, what do you think of Hisugaya Toushiro who participated in the captain assessment?"
(End of this chapter)