Shinigami Uchiha Madara

"Hey, Uchiha Madara, this time I won't be merciful!"

A figure walked out of the shadow of the sand dunes. It was not a human shape, but a cheetah with a sharp edge. In particular, the gaze from those azure blue eyes resembled two sharp blades, which contained unspeakable arrogance and Haki.

Leopard King, Grimmjow!

"Finally I find you!"

The moment Grimmjow saw Uchiha Madara, an arc appeared sincerely in the corner of his mouth.

"At this level, Reiatsu... I didn't expect you to become stronger!"

Grimmjow's blood boiled with excitement, and even let out a long roar to the sky. There is no need for too many words, this whistle contains a fighting will that has been suppressed for many years.

The first battle that year was interrupted because of interference, and that has always been Grimmjow's heart disease.

Now that we meet again, the fighting spirit has not disappeared, but burst out like a torrent, out of control!

Grimmjow could not see any fear in Madara's eyes, but a strong fighting spirit. This was amazing for Grimmjow, because he was finally able to fight happily.

"You deliberately exuded Reiatsu, are you tempting me to show up? What a cunning guy."

Grimmjow snorted coldly, feeling uncomfortable with his opponent's insight into his nature. Earlier he was hunting a group of Gillians, but when he sensed Uchiha Madara Reiatsu, Grimmjow's body was stiff, and immediately trembling with excitement.

Even after so many years, Grimmjow still remembers this terrible opponent in his heart. Although possessing the High-Speed ​​Regeneration ability, Grimmjow did not deliberately recover the scars left by that battle. There are still traces of pierced serpentine swords on his chest.

"What do you think?"

Uchiha Madara stood on the sand dune, staring at Grimmjow coldly. The bright moonlight reflected on the black death tyrant outfit, as if shrouded in a hazy mystery. Whenever the breeze blows, her long black hair dances behind her.

Although Uchiha Madara did not move, his aura rose gradually, as if the light illuminating the night.

Uchiha Madara raised a meaningful smile at the corner of his mouth. He stood indifferently, with a calm look, but it put great pressure on Grimmjow's psychology.

Grimmjow furrowed his brows and his thoughts were in confusion.

"We absolutely must strive for a future without regrets!"

"One day, we want this "Hueco Mundo" to transform in this ocean, evolve according to our dreams, and eventually become Vasto Lorde!"

"Grimmjow, I believe that one day you will become the king of the night palace and the master of this sky!"

"Only you have the qualifications of the king, and only you can lead us to the future..."

When and what the subordinates had said came to mind.

At the beginning, Grimmjow was just a weak Gillian, but it relied on a tenacious will to swallow it step by step, and finally transformed into the Leopard King.

Once, Vasto Lorde was like the bubble of Kyōka Suigetsu.

Once, the sky of "Hueco Mundo" was out of reach.

but…

Now the opportunity is here!

As long as you defeat Uchiha Madara, defeat him, and devour him, you can transform into Vasto Lorde and become the master at the top of the food chain.

"Anyway, I absolutely... I absolutely want to beat Ni, Uchiha Madara!"

Roar!

The terrifying roar, accompanied by the breathtaking majestic Reiatsu. At this moment, Reiatsu in Grimmjow's body gushed out unreservedly, raging everywhere.

"I don't want to run away when encountering an enemy far stronger than you. It is indeed courageous."

Uchiha Madara praised: "However, courage is not equal to strength. That is just an excuse for the weak to deceive themselves."

"It's a pity...you can't make me feel threatened by yourself."

He stepped out and howled suddenly, a scorching heat that almost condensed into flames, Reiatsu, burst out, instantly causing the temperature of the entire space to rise sharply.

Uchiha Madara's momentum is like a rainbow, and he unabashedly releases Reiatsu. That strong fighting spirit swept across the square like a storm, spreading to every corner of the Menos Grande forest.

At this moment, the air seemed to be obstructed by Reiatsu, and even time came to a standstill.

"Well…"

Even Grimmjow, as Adjuchas, is still awed by this powerful Reiatsu. He curled up and resisted the strong wind from Reiatsu.

"How could this happen, in just a few years, he turned out to be so strong?"

Grimmjow's pupils suddenly contracted, and facing the imposing Uchiha Madara, his heart felt unmatched.

This feeling wrapped tightly around his heart like a nightmare, making Grimmjow's eyes flushed.

"Don't try to defeat me with momentum, I am the one who is destined to become the king!"

Grimmjow roared as hard as he could, bursting out like lightning, and the sharp claws pointed directly at Uchiha Madara's head.

"The momentum is good, but it is full of flaws."

Uchiha Madara embraced her arms and said pretentiously: "I said, you are too weak, I can easily defeat you with just one move!"

Seeing Grimmjow's figure gradually enlarged in the eyes, Uchiha Madara unhurriedly stretched out his palm, and immediately swung the slashing knife abruptly.

There was not even Shikai, just a slash of the moonlight formed by Reiatsu, and the light was shining brightly, illuminating the suffocating night.

Clang!

The sword fell with his hand, and a crisp sword groan sounded, and Zanpakutō was put in the scabbard again.

"How is it possible, you...you become Shinigami?"

At this moment, Grimmjow clearly sensed another force that disgusted him. This feeling was born with him, as if he was born to be indifferent to the emptiness.

"The so-called weakness is a kind of sin. The so-called ideal is only the "reality" that can be said by people who have the strength at the same time. Want to become a king? Will alone is not enough."

Uchiha Madara appeared in front of Grimmjow for an instant.

At this moment, the latter's body cracked with a scar all over his body, and the blood poured out like a spring.

Grimmjow fell to the ground dying, and when he raised his head, he could only see Uchiha Madara's cold eyes.

"Submission or death, which one would you choose?" ..

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