"If I fight against that kind of monster head-on, I will never have any chance of winning. No, even if I use some secret tricks, at my current level, there is no possibility of victory... But at least I can touch the strength of the man in front of me."

Urahara Kisuke, who was thrown into the sky by Sifengyuan Masaru, had already made a countermeasure in just a few seconds. He began to solve his Zanpakura's sword and flipped it in the air for a few weeks, and landed on the ground with a pretended ease.

"The battle of the god of death is nothing more than spiritual pressure, ghost path, zanpakura, combat experience and psychological factors. Even if I don't have the advantage of spiritual pressure, as long as I have the advantage of the other four items, I will never see any dawn of victory..."

"First find a way to anger him!"

Urahara Kisuke's eyes were serious and serious. The Hong Ji in his hand had changed shape. The crimson light turned into a chopping wave and attacked the Sifengyuan Zonggu who was standing not far away.

“This is really surprising.”

Sifengyuan Zongwu looked at the whistling blood-red light cannon, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that the Zanpakura, the God of Death, could use an attack similar to a flash, and he slightly avoided it.

"Doesn't escape? I thought he would resist. The good news is that my Hong Ji has the possibility of causing damage to the opponent, which means that I have the advantage for the Zanpakura for the time being."

"The next is the ghost path..." Urahara looked calmly at Sifengyuan Zongyu who easily avoided his Hongji's ability, squinted his eyes slightly, but his mouth was not idle. "Oh~ I still can't control Hongji's power now, so Brother Zongyu, you have to be careful, otherwise if you are injured later, I will not be able to explain to Ye Yi."

"Aggression? If you want to anger me, then you succeeded!"

Sifengyuan, who was standing not far from Urahara, had blue veins on his forehead. Sometimes, even if you knew that the other party was using the provocation method, you would still be very angry.

“Successfully.”

After hearing what Shifengyuan Zhongju said, the corner of his mouth slightly raised. In just one second when Urahara Kisuke was thinking, Zhongju's figure had disappeared from Urahara Kisuke's sight.

"The thunderous carriage, the gap between the spinning wheel, this thing has light, and it is divided into six!"

"The sixty-one bondage path, six staffs and light prison!"

Urahara Kisuke ignored the target that had completely disappeared in front of him and sang directly to activate his ghost path behind him.

“Eh?”

Sifengyuan Zongyu, who was about to attack Kisuke Urahara's butt, instantly became fixed in place by the sixth light column and could not move forward.

"Oh~ Isn't this the little brother Zhongwu?"

"It looks like you're in trouble?"

Urahara Kisuke heard the surprised voice behind him, with a smile on his face, and looked sideways at the Zhongguo who was trapped by him and asked.

"Haha, it seems that I underestimated you~" Sifengyuan President Yu did not feel a little panic because he was caught by Kisuke Urahara, and his face was still relaxed, "How did you know I would attack from behind? Does your Zanpakura have the ability to predict the future?"

"My Zanpakura does not have the ability to predict the future as close to a true god, nor do I know that Brother Zhongguo, you will attack behind me. I am just betting that you, who is a younger brother of Miss Yeyi, will have the same attack mode as Miss Yeyi." Urahara Kisuke had a smug smile on his face, "It seems that I have bet right now."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"That's how it is~ I can actually consider so much in the battle. No wonder my sister thinks you are a rare talent. At first I was a little skeptical, but now it seems that's true."

After hearing the words of Urahara Kisuke, Sifengyuan President Zuo laughed out loud and praised Urahara without hesitation.

"Haha, thank you for your praise from Brother Zongwu. My talent is far behind that of Brother Zongwu. So how about this battle being a draw?" Urahara Kisuke shook his head slightly, and at the same time narrowed his eyes and tried to end his battle with Master Zongwu in Sifengyuan. "Now you are trapped, and I don't have any extra spiritual pressure to continue fighting. How about it, why not be considered a draw?"

"Ha?" Just as Kisuke Urahara finished his words, the Sifengyuan Master Jue had disappeared in front of Kisuke Urahara, turned to behind Kisuke Urahara, and kicked Kisuke Urahara's butt, "I'm trapped? When did it happen?"

"Ba~"

Urahara Kisuke staggered and walked several steps towards the dirt slope in front before stopping.

"This is... really surprising. That's the sixty-one bondage path I sang with all my strength..."

Urahara Kisuke turned around and looked at the Sifengyuan Zongzuo who broke free from his bondage, which was as simple as a piece of paper. A nervous cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He was really scared. With his spiritual pressure, he sang the Sixty-one of the Boundary, probably it would take some time for the active captains to break free?

"Urahara, what is the battle between the god of death?"

Sifengyuan Zongyu did not continue to attack, and he just stood there and asked Kisuke Urahara.

"The battle of the God of Death is very comprehensive. You need to consider the spiritual pressure of the God of Death, vain fighting, skills, experience, ghost path, soul and Zanpakura's ability and characteristics, etc.." Urahara Kisuke tried his best to say all the factors that would affect the God of Death's battle in his mind, "Well, that's probably all~ Do you think my answer is correct? Brother Zhongguo."

"Congratulations~ The answer is wrong~"

Sifengyuan President Wu drew a fork on his chest with his arms and shook his head.

"Eh?" Urahara Kisuke was stunned after hearing what the Sifengyuan Zongzuo said. He was still very confident in his answer and asked at the Zongzuo, "Isn't it right? I almost told all the conditions that would affect the battle!"

"The battle of death is very simple~"

"The battle of the God of Death is the battle of spiritual pressure, and the battle of the God of Death is just the comparison of the size of the spiritual pressure."

Sifengyuan Zongwu said, and his spirit was soaring into the sky. At the same time, Sifengyuan Zongwu rolled up the white sleeves he was wearing, revealing the white skin tattooed with tattoos. The tattoo on Zongwu's body was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"null!!"

Spiritual Pressure! The ultimate spiritual Pressure! Endless spiritual Pressure! It is like a tsunami toward Urahara Kisuke, and it is not limited to Urahara Kisuke. The entire Spirit Palace and the entire soul world are shrouded in this spiritual pressure, majestic and heavy.

In the center of the Lingting Court, the headquarters of the 13th Guarding Team, a man who has been guarding here since a thousand years ago has never made a compromise, slowly opened his eyes.

"That little guy is stronger again."
Chapter completed!