"When did I allow you to leave?"
As Fang Mo spoke, he slowly turned around: "You must have co to gather information about the current world, right? Then let ask you sothing, has Aizen completed the fusion of the Hgyoku?"
"This guy..."
Upon hearing this, Yammy imdiately beca sowhat unable to restrain himself. He was naturally hot-tempered, and nearly lost his cool at the opponent's arrogant attitude. The anger in his heart was surging, as he gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the mission... I would have cut you down right now!"
"Not even Aizen could kill with one strike, yet you claim you can."
Fang Mo smiled in response: "Alright, that's quite impressive. You think you're even better than Aizen, huh?"
"You..."
"Yammy, he's just provoking you."
Ulquiorra was quite calm, simply lifting his head to glance at Fang Mo: "You are indeed strong, but there are two of us now. If a battle were to start... are you sure you have the ability to protect those three weaklings?"
"Why would I protect them?"
Fang Mo spread his hands and said: "I'd just kill you off, and that would be the end of it. The best defense is offense, haven't you heard of that saying?"
"You wouldn't think you..."
"Such a drag." Seeing that the opponent still wanted to say sothing, Fang Mo couldn't be bothered to continue the nonsense, simply raising his hand and declaring: "The world!"
A translucent spherical ti field expanded from him, enveloping everything in the world, ti was halted at this mont, and everything around was coated in a faint gray hue, all beca quiet.
"It's much quieter now."
Fang Mo spoke, slowly walking towards Ulquiorra.
He drew a weapon, first striking the opponent's head, chopping off one of his horns, then, after a mont of thought, he materialized a ball of cotton from Steve's hand into reality, stuffing it in the opponent's hand. After doing these, he then turned back to his original position: "And then ti begins to flow."
"...Really able to defeat us... Hm?"
Ulquiorra was quick to react, instantly realizing that the horn on his mask was gone, showing a surprised expression: "When did this happen?"
"This is my Zanpakuto, Cotton Moon."
Fang Mo raised his broad-bladed great sword: "As long as I can find a way to forcibly make Hell's Joke compatible with you, then you would beco my slave, so hurry up and tell , how is the research on Aizen's side progressing? Has the Hgyoku been fused?"
"...Huh?"
Ulquiorra was taken aback, not quite understanding at first, but then suddenly felt sothing in his hand. Looking at his palm, he realized he was holding a ball of cotton, and couldn't help but be stunned.
"When did you"
Upon witnessing this scene, Fang Mo deliberately mimicked Aizen's tone and said, "Are you under the delusion that you haven't gone to pick cotton?"
"You are not a Reaper at all," Ulquiorra frowned and imdiately threw the cotton ball in his hand. He did not feel any spiritual pressure from Fang Mo at all. Recalling the intelligence received earlier, his gaze flickered, "As expected, just like what Lord Aizen said, is it a different system of power?"
"I can't help it anymore..."
However, unlike Ulquiorra's caution, Yammy, standing beside him, stared intently at Fang Mo from a distance, "Can't you see? Ulquiorra... This guy is just toying with us!"
"Oh, this beast can't hold it in anymore."
Hearing this, Fang Mo shouted out, "Everyone be careful, he's going to do it."
"I'll kill you!"
Hearing this, Yammy could no longer control the anger within him, and a trendous spiritual pressure burst forth from his body, "I'm going to kill you right now!"
Under the stimulation of the imnse spiritual pressure, his left hand made a creaking noise as the broken bones began to slowly heal, and his figure grew larger. A terrifying aura erupted from him, shocking even Ichigo, who did not expect the opponent's spiritual pressure to rise so much in an instant.
Just then, Ulquiorra made his move again.
He suddenly grabbed Yammy's belt and then forcefully pulled back.
Although Yammy appeared much stronger than Ulquiorra, he was flung into the Garganta as if he was nothing more than a small chicken, and after this, Ulquiorra took a deep look at Fang Mo.
"I will report your matter truthfully to Lord Aizen."
While Ulquiorra was saying this, the Garganta complied very quickly and closed up.
But just as the Garganta was about to close, a large hand suddenly inserted itself without warning, and then, under Ulquiorra's stunned gaze, forcibly tore the closing Garganta open.
"Did I say you could leave?"
Fang Mo asked calmly.
"You"
Ulquiorra was also stunned on the spot, having never seen anyone able to tear open the Garganta with their bare hands.
Honestly, this is a natural ability of the Hollows, a technique to disrupt space with spiritual particles. After all, space is actually very stable, and the idea that it could be opened with brute force is simply a fool's dream.
But this person really didn't play by the rules, managing to tear open the Garganta with just one hand... So how did he do it? At this mont, Ulquiorra was also sowhat bewildered, facing such an unknown enemy, he seed a bit unsure of what to do next.
Should I prioritize completing Lord Aizen's orders, investigating intelligence and returning... or try to eliminate the opposition? Even Ulquiorra himself was sowhat hesitant.
But at that mont,
Fang Mo had already slowly entered the Garganta.
"Alright."
Fang Mo clapped his hands, and Garganta gradually closed behind him: "Since you don't want to talk, then I might as well go ask Aizen myself. I've given him so much ti to research Hogyoku, there should be so results by now, right?"
"You...,"
Yammy slowly got up from the ground: "Do you think you can just casually ntion Lord Aizen's na?"
"What? Should I continue talking about you?"
Fang Mo glanced at Yammy: "I've been planning to shoot a movie recently. I've already thought of the na, 'Powerless Rage'. I'm officially hiring you as the protagonist. The protagonist's last na is , first na Powerless. The movie is about his story when he gets angry..."
"Hehehe..."
Upon hearing this, Yammy suddenly burst into laughter: "You're good, really."
As he spoke, a massive amount of red spiritual pressure began to erge from his body: "Ulquiorra, go back and report to Lord Aizen. I'll handle things here."
"Aren't you brainless?"
Hearing Yammy's statent, Fang Mo also comnted mockingly: "Did I say you two could leave? You think this is a dragging ga? If you hold up, he can leave, right? I just wanted you to answer one question about Aizen's Hogyoku, is that so hard? Can't understand human speech?"
While speaking, Fang Mo had already disappeared from the spot.
"So fast!"
Ulquiorra's pupils shrank upon seeing this.
At the sa ti, Fang Mo's fist had already landed on Yammy's stomach.
With a punch, there was a splurch sound, and Yammy's steel skin was instantly torn open. The punch went straight through his stomach, and then a violent white wave of energy exploded from behind him, smashing a large amount of detention to pieces.
Even Ulquiorra, not far away, subconsciously raised his hand to block the exaggerated blast of wind.
"Oh, it seems this armor upgrade was the right choice."
Seeing this scene, Fang Mo couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile.
He and Steve not only could share defensive strength but also could share buffs from each other. Currently, through the effects of the Nether Poison Crystal and Nether Soul Stone, he inherently possessed Permanent Strength II and Resistance Boost II.
This is tantamount to Fang Mo always having a small beacon on, elevating his attack and defense by more than just a level.
"Ugh..."
Yammy was punched through the stomach by Fang Mo, instinctively stepping back two steps and kneeling on one knee with his hands on his stomach, vomiting blood twice.
But just after spitting out so blood, a sense of unbearable humiliation suddenly erged in his heart. The flas of anger flared up again, and in an instant, his figure grew taller again, and the spiritual pressure he released grew stronger. Then, he let out a roar lacking in reason.
However, Yammy was concentrating on enhancing his spiritual pressure when suddenly, an imnse gravity was applied to him, and the next second, he kneeled on the ground with a thud.
Imdiately after, a foot accurately stepped on the top of Yammy's head.
"Yappy."
Fang Mo's cheerful voice sounded: "In a hurry?"
"Kill him! Furious Beast!" Finally unable to bear it, Yammy roared and activated his Return Blade.
Like the majestic sea, a vast red spiritual pressure swept around, and then he transford into a monster as large as a small hill. Not only were his muscles and joints more exaggerated, but a bunch of legs also grew out of his back, making his lower half resemble a centipede. In any case, it looked very bizarre, yet the aura was extrely exaggerated.
It's worth ntioning that the number 10 on his shoulder gradually turned into 0 under the baptism of spiritual pressure.
"I will make you regret your actions."
After completing the transformation, Yammy finally spoke up: "You think you are strong, don't you? Daring to underestimate ... I have been continuously eating, resting, and accumulating my spiritual pressure for a long ti, until now. I will use my true power to grind you into dust!"
"Oh, impressive, you've grown a lot."
Fang Mo looked up at Yammy and couldn't help but applaud: "Evolved, right? Okay, Giant Bettle Beast."
"Kill you!!!"
Yammy roared and then punched the ground.
Fang Mo still made no move, standing still as the giant fist smashed down, but then a loud bang was heard, and Yammy felt a sharp pain in his hand again.
"What?"
Seeing this, Yammy was stunned, sowhat incredulously looking at Fang Mo.
"Put so effort into it." Fang Mo continued to mock: "You can't even punch properly, and you call yourself the Zero Espada?"
"Ah! Die!!!"
Yammy was about to explode with anger under Fang Mo's provocation, continuously pounding the ground with his fists under the control of rage, and in his furious state, he no longer felt the pain. A series of loud booms echoed throughout the space, and then Yammy suddenly opened his mouth again: "I will never forgive you!!!"
While roaring, Yammy directly spat out a huge Cero.
Instantly, the entire space was illuminated, and everything around was violently blown away and shredded. However, when everything returned to normal, Fang Mo was still standing in the sa spot, digging his ears.
"Hmm?"
Seeing the attack was over, Fang Mo also looked up at Yammy: "Is it over already?"
This sentence instantly hurt Yammy. It was like a man exerting all his strength in a fierce attack for a long ti, only for the girl to feel nothing and even ask if it was over. This was undoubtedly the most damaging question to one's pride. Even Yammy couldn't bear it, and in an instant, all his spiritual pressure burst forth: "It's not over yet!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yammy began to transform again.
His bones made a crackling sound, followed by his muscles beginning to swell and spread wildly, and his body size increased again. This ti, he was like a giant flesh demon, feeling over a hundred ters tall, even giving off a majestic aura.
"My power cos from anger."
After transforming, Yammy looked down at Fang Mo from above: "Go ahead and infuriate as much as you like. It will only make your death more miserable. I will consu your soul completely..."
"Oh, is that so?"
Hearing this, Fang Mo also smiled: "So, angering you will make my death even more miserable, huh? I really want to try that. But why do you have so many legs? Planning to give Aizen a back massage?"
This ti, Yammy didn't speak and just opened his mouth.
After unleashing all his spiritual pressure, his power had reached a limit. Even the color of the Cero turned to a dark red, and the space around his mouth began to vibrate and shatter. After all, this was the Dangai, where space is very unstable. However, the angry Yammy obviously didn't care about such things and directly fired the Cero from his mouth.
The power of this blast was indeed astonishing.
Anything touched by the Cero was instantly annihilated into nothingness.
However, Fang Mo still stood there, unhard by a full-powered Cero, and even the health bar from Steve's perspective didn't move. It was clear that the defense wasn't broken.
"This new armor is pretty impressive..."
Seeing this, Fang Mo couldn't help but exclaim, realizing that the crystal matrix ingot was indeed extraordinary.
After all, this material was synthesized from diamonds and Nether stars. Making this set of armor cost Fang Mo nearly a group of Nether stars, so its hardness was truly off the charts.
After Yammy completely released his power, his strength was indeed among the top of the Espada.
However, his armor withstood a Cero without losing any health, indicating the strength was incredibly high. It felt like even nuclear weapons might not be able to harm him now.
"Mm-hmm, not bad."
After testing his new armor, Fang Mo nodded in satisfaction. Now that his goal was achieved, he couldn't just let the opponent attack him anymore. So, he directly took out the Longbow of the Heavens: "As a return gift, I'll give you this shot"
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