Chapter 11 – Marenoshin Ōmaeda’s Advance

Chapter 11 – Marenoshin Ōmaeda’s Advance

"I call this invention of mine the Tenshintai (Turn Soul Body)," said Kisuke Urahara as he rapped his knuckles against the human-shaped target on the ground, unable to hold back an upward quirk of his lips.Nnêw n0vel chapters are published at novelhall.com

Being able to create something like this was certainly enough to make Kisuke Urahara feel proud.

"This thing can take the place of a Shinigami and manifest their Zanpakutō spirits physically," explained Urahara.

After listening to Urahara's words, Yoruichi stroked her chin and nodded in agreement. "Indeed. In actuality, many vice-captains possess considerable strength, but their Reiatsu isn't sufficient enough to manifest their own Zanpakutō spirits, thus they've never been able to attain Bankai."

"If this Tenshintai can replace Shinigami by completing the manifestation of their Zanpakutō spirits, the number of people in Soul Society capable of undergoing Bankai training should increase by at least half," analyzed Yoruichi.

"No, not that many," Urahara shook his head, "Although most Shinigami are stuck at manifesting their Zanpakutō spirits, subjugating those manifested Zanpakutō isn't any easier than materializing them."

"Even if those people successfully materialize their Zanpakutō spirits using the Tenshintai, at most two or three out of ten would manage to subjugate their spirits to attain Bankai. That would already be considered impressive."

"Also..." At this point, Urahara ran his fingers through his hair and grinned foolishly. "For my Tenshintai here, since it didn't utilize the Shinigami's own Reiatsu to manifest their Zanpakutō spirits, it'd be best if they can successfully subjugate the materialized spirit within three days."

"After three days, the manifested Zanpakutō spirit will go berserk from the Reiatsu incompatibility. By then..."

Hearing Urahara's last words made Yoruichi cross her arms with a frown. "The Zanpakutō going berserk? Kisuke, could your invention still be flawed?"

For Shinigami, a berserk manifested Zanpakutō spirit was nothing short of a full-blown disaster. The strength of most Shinigami relied upon their Zanpakutō by at least eighty percent, if not more.

Shinigami could invoke their Zanpakutō spirits by calling out their names for Shikai, the first release, which would boost their Reiatsu by three to fivefold while granting access to various abilities.

Those captains who had attained Bankai were fine since their synchronization with their Zanpakutō spirits had reached tremendously high levels, allowing them to initiate Shikai without needing to vocalize their swords' names.

However, for those still lacking Bankai, if their manifested Zanpakutō spirits went berserk and refused to acknowledge them, they wouldn't even be capable of releasing Shikai.

In other words, those who trained Bankai using the Tenshintai would permanently lose access to even basic Shikai if they couldn't subjugate their spirits within three days.

Yoruichi was puzzled why Kisuke Urahara with his capabilities would create something so flawed.

Standing at the training ground's center, Ailin's eyes were shut as he focused his mind. If Second Division's vice-captain was Kisuke Urahara instead, Ailin wouldn't have even entertained the notion of challenging him.

After all, likely no one understood that man's true depths better than himself in this entire world. However, against someone like Marenoshin Ōmaeda, Ailin didn't believe his odds of victory were slim.

"Oi oi, so you're the little pipsqueak who wants to challenge me?"

Just as Ailin was nourishing his psyche, a sonorous voice sounded out from behind all of a sudden.

Opening his eyes, Ailin discovered his entire form enveloped within a gigantic shadow. Glancing up slightly, Ailin spotted the male figure standing a few body lengths taller than himself.

Brown flattop haircut, close to three meters in height, paired with an even more massive and obese body compared to regular people that exuded a potent sense of pressure.

Second Division's incumbent Vice-Captain - Marenoshin Ōmaeda!

"Ah, yes I am. Please offer me your guidance later Vice-Captain Ōmaeda," Ailin cupped his fists respectfully.

"Hahahaha, what a bold and gutsy little fella you are!" Contrary to Ailin's expectations, instead of berating him for his arrogance at challenging the vice-captain seat, Marenoshin Ōmaeda laughed loudly and patted Ailin's shoulder amiably instead.

"As your seniors, nothing delights us more than witnessing our juniors surpassing us eventually."

"Kid, I like your moxie!"

"No matter the outcome after our match, drinks are on me!" After speaking, Marenoshin Ōmaeda guffawed and strode past Ailin towards the opposing side of the grounds.

However, after brushing past Ailin, Marenoshin Ōmaeda’s previously mirthful expression swiftly morphed into utmost gravity instead.

This little brat isn't so simple!

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