simultaneous crossing in many anime worlds

This is pure swordsmanship!"

Kenpachi Zaraki suddenly understood!

The level of swordsmanship of the person before him was far superior to his own!

The Captains, including Kyōraku Shunsui, also realized this, their pupils shrinking sharply.

"Why didn't you use your ability from yesterday?"

"Do you think I'm not worthy?"

The excitement on Kenpachi Zaraki's face slowly turned into anger.

"I heard your Zanpakuto was picked up on the battlefield, and because its spiritual pressure was too strong, that sword has always been in a semi-Shikai state. You don't know its true name, nor can you use its abilities."

Chu Yang gave the answer.

"You seek a fair duel?"

"How naive!"

"On the battlefield, such a thought will cost you your life."

Kenpachi Zaraki scoffed at Chu Yang's idea.

"Alright, then I'll tell you the truth, you really aren't worthy." Chu Yang said with a playful smile.

Kenpachi Zaraki was stunned for a moment, not getting angry, but instead bursting into laughter. The more he looked at Chu Yang, the more he felt they were on the same wavelength.

"Next, I won't hold back. Don't blame me if you make a fool of yourself in front of your subordinates."

After speaking, Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure, like a tsunami, swept around wantonly, unleashing itself without reservation.

The terrifying spiritual pressure even caused dark clouds to gather above the Seireitei.

The dark clouds churned, blotting out the sky and sun, extremely eerie.

Chu Yang knew this wasn't Kenpachi Zaraki's limit, because his subconscious was still suppressing his power; it wasn't something that could be fully released just by taking off his eyepatch.

Even so, Kenpachi Zaraki's spiritual pressure at this moment was already among the forefront of all Captains.

"At least, this is his strongest state right now."

Chu Yang took a deep breath. Kenpachi Zaraki was strong, but still didn't meet his requirements.

He hoped the opponent could be stronger!

As strong as Captain-Commander Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni!

After a brief silence.

Two powerful spiritual pressures split the ground into two halves.

Clearly distinct.

There was no contest of strange abilities, no cunning schemes between people.

Only the mutual crushing between spiritual pressure and swordsmanship!

The collision of primal power!

Soul-stirring!

Blood-boiling!

The Shinigami squad members watching were dazzled and captivated, fantasizing about the day they would become one of the two on the field.

However.

As the intensity of the battle continuously escalated, the affected area quickly extended beyond the 5th Division's territory.

The Captains' expressions were solemn.

The unrestrained battle between the two exceeded their expectations.

Even Kyōraku Shunsui, who had been watching with a casual attitude, had a grave expression.

If they continued fighting like this, one of them might actually die.

"Get ready to separate them."

"When the flower wind is disturbed, the flower gods cry; when the heavenly wind is chaotic, the heavenly demons sneer, Katen Kyokotsu."

Kyōraku Shunsui chanted the release command, completing the Shikai of Katen Kyokotsu, ready to disrupt their battle at any moment.

"You always find reasons to interfere in other people's fights!"

"Can't you change that habit?"

Jūshirō Ukitake complained, but was also ready to release his Sogyo no Kotowari Zanpakuto at any time.

Hitsugaya Toshiro stared coldly at the two. If looks could kill, he would have torn them to shreds long ago.

From the very beginning, he had intended to stop Chu Yang and Kenpachi Zaraki's fight.

It was all because they enjoyed watching the spectacle and made things worse!

Just as the Captains were standing by in full readiness, the battle took a new turn.

Chu Yang changed his fighting style.

He was now performing a swordsmanship never before seen in the Soul Society.

A Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram suddenly appeared beneath Chu Yang's feet.

He and Kenpachi Zaraki each stood in the black and white centers of the diagram.

Chu Yang's sword movements were extremely slow, yet possessed a peculiar aura, as if everything around them had fallen into a nearly stagnant state.

Tai Chi Sword!

Zhang Sanfeng's ultimate skill from Wudang Mountain, having traversed countless worlds, now bloomed with dazzling brilliance in the Soul Society.

Kenpachi Zaraki felt extremely suppressed, as if many restraints had appeared on his body out of nowhere.

He wanted to leap out of this strange diagram, but was pulled by Chu Yang's sword momentum, and his speed consequently slowed down.

It was like falling into a quagmire.

Kenpachi Zaraki's arm muscles bulged, and his spiritual pressure erupted. He desperately swung his Zanpakuto, but his speed visibly slowed down.

He unleashed his full power, desperately cutting out several slashes.

Chu Yang stood in the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, the tip of Fengdu's sword tracing an enigmatic trajectory, carrying the slashes Kenpachi Zaraki had unleashed, circling a few times in the air.

Then… the slashes slowly vanished.

Kenpachi Zaraki looked at Chu Yang with utter horror. He had never seen or heard of such swordsmanship.

"Is this kind of swordsmanship truly real?"

"Can I reach this level?"

For the first time!

The first time in his life!

Kenpachi Zaraki questioned himself, his eyes no longer as bright as before.

He lowered his Zanpakuto, muttering to himself repeatedly.

He looked somewhat deranged.

Chu Yang sheathed his sword, and the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram disappeared. The Captains watching from the side finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect him to win in this manner."

Kyōraku Shunsui sighed, "This is an absolute power overwhelming Kenpachi Zaraki's swordsmanship."

Jūshirō Ukitake frowned, "That swordsmanship just now, its style is completely unlike the Soul Society's Zanjutsu…"

Byakuya Kuchiki said faintly, "It should be his own creation. Not to mention his swordsmanship, his Zanpakuto also seems somewhat out of place in this world."

Retsu Unohana gazed at Chu Yang, her smile as radiant as a flower, "He truly is an interesting newcomer. The days ahead should not be boring."

Hitsugaya Toshiro squinted, "Just don't become another Aizen…"

...…

One-Punch Man World.

D-City, Central Street, High-End Apartment.

"Teacher, today's sea bream is very fresh. How about we have sashimi for lunch today?"

Having just put the ingredients into the sink, Sonic put on his apron, ready to wash and prepare them.

He had become very accustomed to handling Chu Yang's housework.

Washing clothes, cooking, cleaning—he was proficient in everything, truly a housework whiz.

Sonic did all this simply to become a true Ninja.

In the center of the living room.

Chu Yang, lying on the sofa, appeared lazy, but was actually contemplating the same question.

How could he break the shackles of the rules and allow Sonic to learn Ninjutsu?

The principle of condensing Chakra was not complicated.

It was merely the combination of physical energy and spiritual energy.

Sonic, with his strength, could achieve this with just a little effort.

The problem was, it just wouldn't work.

Because this world had no "Chakra" setting.

How to circumvent this limitation… or rather, how to create Chakra from scratch? Just thinking about it was almost burning Chu Yang's CPU.

It was at this moment that Sonic's unintentional remark enlightened Chu Yang.

"I used to hear that Ninja were all of noble and special bloodlines…"

"Can't I learn Ninjutsu because I don't have such a bloodline?"

Sonic mumbled softly while slicing sashimi, looking somewhat dejected.