Still defeated...

Awakened from his deep sleep, Muyang Kimura lay woodenly on the bed, looking at the hanging drips hanging beside the bed, and a sense of frustration arose in his heart.

He had already tried his best, and even when he faced Aizen, he had never taken it seriously. After all, he had the advantage of being foresighted and hundreds of years of preparation. Even when he faced Aizen, who was strong, deep-scheming and unparalleled ingenuity, he was not afraid at all.

But now, facing the Mie Keshi who is beyond his cognition, facing the enemy who is even better in power and has lost the intelligence advantage, what he can do is too bad.

Feeling the scattered spiritual pressure everywhere in the corpse soul world, Muyang Kimura's heart became heavier.

Until now, after a miserable battle with the enemy, both sides paid a heavy price, but the Soul Realm of the Corpse Soul has not figured out the reason why the enemy can raid Jingling Court. This is undoubtedly extremely bad news. It has always been a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to guard against thieves for thousands of days. If you cannot figure out the reason for the enemy's raid and make effective responses, it means that the Soul Realm of the Corpse Soul Realm will be invaded by the enemy at any time, and if the enemy has had one experience, the next time will only be even worse.

Even though that's it...

Get up from the bed, put on the clothes, and inserted the Zanpakura into his waist. Muyang Kimura's face flashed through Yohabakh's face, and his heart became heavier.

Even though that is the case, if the enemy's leader cannot be defeated, no matter how well the corpse soul world prepares, it will be meaningless no matter how well it performs in the next war!

However, even Captain Yamamoto burns all his life and spiritual pressure and cannot defeat the enemy, what other way can he defeat? After all, he is known as the strongest God of Death in a thousand years. No matter which aspect, he stands at the peak of God of Death. Captain Yamamoto's final blow is even more than a blow that surpasses the life.

"What are you going to be stupid?"

A hand gently patted Muyang Kimura on the shoulder, awakening him from his meditation.

Mako Hirako was wrapped in a few circles of bandages around her neck, looking a little weak, but she still had that cynical expression on her face, and her hands were casually inserted into her pockets, as usual.

"This is not like your style. Even if you are defeated, don't look bad. You are a role model for many team members of the 13th Team of the Court. At this time, you have to stand up your shoulders."

"Tsk~ I'm actually educated by a guy like you, it's really unpleasant."

After putting away his worries in his heart, Muyang Kimura waved his hand to Mako Hirako casually and walked outside. Through the perception of the spiritual pressure, the spiritual pressure of Suzuki Nan is very stable. Now there is nothing serious. Just wait for recovery.

Since the enemy launched an attack and completely defeated his strongest combat power, Captain Yamamoto, he could launch a second attack at any time. Although time was a little tight and he had no clue, he must now improve his combat power in the shortest time.

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Beiliuhun Street, District 79, Caolu District.

This is one of the worst public security places in the corpse soul world. Burning, killing, looting is the main theme here. Those who can survive here are all powerful and powerful people, and each person has at least a few lives in his hands.

Deeper in Caolu District, in a wood near Gengmu District, a small house is hidden. It was where Muyang Kimura lived when he followed Kimura Kazumaki and Shin in the past. Although he had not returned for a century, the small house still maintained its appearance back then without any change.

"Go back to this place again, where it all started."

Before walking to the hut, Muyang Kimura did not walk in, but sat cross-legged in front of the door, listening to the sound of leaves shaking not far away, and his emotions gradually relaxed.

He closed his eyes slightly, placed the Zanpakura on his chest, and his mind gradually became immersed. An inexplicable rhythm arose beside Muyang Kimura.

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"It seems you noticed it too."

Feng Xiao rarely shaking his folding fan, nor his handsome posture in the past, but looked at Muyang Kimura who appeared in his inner world with a serious look on his face.

"Yeah, how could you not notice it?"

The eyes of Youhabach who saw before he was unconscious appeared in his mind, and a serious expression appeared on Muyang Kimura's face.

"That rich power of time still happens in front of me, and I will notice it no matter what."

"That's right!"

Holding his folding fan tightly in his hand, Feng Xiao looked excited, and a few wind blades around him were unconsciously hovering.

"The last move of Captain Yamamoto was absolutely irresistible. It was almost the limit of attack, and Ukhabach could not resist it. He just used the power of time to change the rules with the power of time he had mastered, and avoided the power of Captain Yamamoto acting on him. However, even so, he was still seriously injured."

"And, the use of that ability is absolutely not unbearable to him, otherwise he would not have used that power until the last moment. Moreover, using that power is absolutely not unbearable to him. He only used a few breaths. After that, he even lost the power to defeat Ichigo Kurosaki. He could only let his subordinates take action."

"That's right!"

"But what can I do if I know this? It doesn't take too long. As long as such a power is used at critical moments, even if it only takes a moment, it will be enough to change the situation of the battle."

"Don't forget!"

Feng Xiao suddenly stood still, pressing against Muyang Kimura, staring at him with his eyes.

"You have the power of time too!"

As Feng Xiao finished speaking, a mysterious rhythm floated around him, and the grass under his feet gradually withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then revived and continued to reincarnate.

"My power of time is too weak to resist the power of Youhabach."

He spread his hands and stared at the faint silver light in his hand, Muyang Kimura frowned slightly.

"Although I do have some mastery of the power of time, my power of time can only interfere with the flow rate of time around myself and my body, and it is limited to acceleration and deceleration, and even a short pause cannot be achieved."

"The power of time mastered by Youhabach is at least sufficient to pause or even reverse time, and is more likely to be a more powerful force above these."

"No! It's not possible! But it's absolute! I can clearly feel that the power of time mastered by Youhabach is a more powerful rule that is above the superficial power of time mastered by you now. However, it's just you now, and the power of time mastered by you now is not limited to this!"

"The power of time I have?"

"Yes! Take your heart to understand. In this place, at this time, with your power now, you should be able to feel it, your power that has been hidden."

"My...power?"

Outside, a silver light wrapped around Kimura Muyang, exuding a mysterious rhythm. Everything around him was undergoing crazy changes. The grass withered and the soil exuded a decayed atmosphere. The already withered flowers turned into buds again. The wooden boards under him turned into logs, and then tender buds grew. Time seemed to have lost its meaning here.

At this moment, a dazzling silver light suddenly bloomed from the small house behind Muyang Kimura, exactly the same as the faint silver light on his body, but it was even more intense and powerful.

"This is···"

Turning his head and looking at the silver light that bloomed from the hut, Muyang Kimura's expression changed.

That power was very familiar and was constantly echoing him.

"This is your real power, enough to distort the timeline!"
Chapter completed!