From Naruto, I became a god by hanging up

Wuling Tesai gently put down the shopping bag in his hand and carefully unsealed the barrier.

However, at the moment the seal was unsealed, a surging spiritual pressure rushed out from the crack of the barrier like a wild horse.

Several captain-level spiritual pressures intertwined and entangled, like a violent storm, approaching Wuling Tesai and Inoue Orihime.

Faced with this sudden impact, even Wuling Tesai, the former great ghost Taoist priest, could not help but change his face slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, but he still tried to maintain his calmness and majesty.

However, for Inoue Orihime, who only had the spiritual pressure level of a training officer, the impact of this spiritual pressure was as irresistible as a landslide.

She lost her balance in an instant under this strong pressure, her knees softened, and she knelt on the ground.

Inoue Orihime's eyes were filled with disbelief and deep powerlessness. She clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, as if that small piece of cloth could give her insignificant support in this raging spiritual pressure storm.

Her heart beat wildly like a frightened beast, and every strong beat seemed to be a cruel reminder to her that the crisis in front of her was far beyond her scope of response.

At this moment of fear and helplessness, her inner uneasiness surged like a tide, stronger than any time before.

The figure of Kurosaki Ichigo flashed in her mind, the figure who always stood in front of her and protected her from the wind and rain.

"Ichi... Ichigo classmate..."

Inoue Orihime's voice was trembling and weak, but she knew that at this moment, Kurosaki Ichigo needed her.

She might not be able to share the heavy pressure for him, but she could send him a little warmth and encouragement in her own way.

No matter how difficult the road ahead was, she was willing to face it side by side with him.

Inoue Orihime's mind was filled with the familiar figure, and an inexplicable force surged from the bottom of her heart, allowing her to stand up with difficulty despite the suffocating spiritual pressure.

"I... must get there..."

She murmured to herself, with a determined light in her eyes.

Although the road ahead was difficult, she knew she had to move forward and must go to his side.

Wuling Tesai witnessed Inoue Orihime's struggle and determination, and a deep respect surged in his heart.

He saw the tenacity and strength contained in the girl's thin body, which was a kind of persistence and courage that could not be described in words.

Inoue Orihime gritted her teeth, resisted the pressure that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and moved forward step by step with difficulty.

Although her steps were heavy, they were extremely firm, and there was no sign of retreat.

She knew in her heart that only in this way could she get close to the person she cared deeply about.

Her breathing was rapid, and sweat soaked her clothes like rain, but she didn't care.

Her eyes were always firmly staring ahead, and that strong belief and persistence was like a beacon, guiding her to constantly surpass her limits.

After a long and arduous journey, Inoue Orihime finally arrived in the basement.

At this moment, the hollowed-out Ichigo was in a fierce battle with the masked army.

Although the absolute strength of Gyuto Ichigo was superior to any of them, the tacit cooperation of the masked army successfully eliminated the gap in strength.

However, as the battle continued, Gyuto Ichigo's instincts became more and more violent, making it increasingly difficult for the masked army to suppress him.

Hirako Mako glanced at Urahara Kisuke who was watching quietly on the side, and said with a sullen face: "If you don't take action, we can't guarantee the safety of this kid."

Urahara Kisuke did not respond immediately after hearing this, but slightly side-glanced at Inoue Orihime who had just appeared.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he had anticipated the situation in front of him.

At the same time, Orihime Inoue finally saw the figure in her mind.

However, unlike before, Ichigo is now close to the edge of hollowing.

The cold spiritual pressure emanating from him and the hideous mask made it almost impossible for Orihime Inoue to recognize his appearance.

Despite this, Orihime Inoue could still feel his inner struggle and call.

She understood that this person who she cared deeply about was on the edge of darkness and light and urgently needed her support and encouragement.

Orihime Inoue took a deep breath and tried to calm her excitement and worries.

She clenched her hands tightly and prayed silently, hoping that her strength could be passed on to Ichigo, so that he could find himself again and overcome the darkness in his heart.

At this moment, the battle between the Masked Army and Ichigo Gyuto entered a white-hot stage.

The hollowed Ichigo seemed to be completely controlled by instinct. His attacks became more and more fierce, causing the Masked Army to fall intoHard fight.

Seeing this, Hirako Mako couldn't help but urge again: "Urahara Kisuke, what are you waiting for? Take action!"

However, Urahara Kisuke remained calm.

He glanced at the anxious Hirako Mako and said lightly: "Don't worry, I have a plan."

As he said, his eyes turned to Inoue Orihime again.

At this moment, Gyuto Ichigo suddenly let out a deafening roar. He was like an out-of-control beast, launching a more fierce attack on the masked army.

"Ichigo-san!!!"

Seeing this, Inoue Orihime burst into tears and shouted his name loudly.

As Inoue Orihime's shout fell, Gyuto Ichigo's attack stopped abruptly.

His body trembled slightly, as if he was trying to suppress the rage and struggle in his heart.

In Ichigo's spiritual world, Kyobaku said with interest: "Oh~ Compared to instinct, the belief in protecting the beloved is stronger?"

However, as soon as Kyobaku finished speaking, Ichigo suddenly stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the Tensaku Zangetsu in Kyobaku's hand.

His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

"Come on, let's start the second round of the contest."

Ichigo lowered his head, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if burning with a raging fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Kyobaku raised a wild and uninhibited smile at the corner of his mouth, and he laughed wildly, as if he was full of expectations for the upcoming fierce battle.

"Sbarasi! It's so exciting! Then let's fight to our heart's content."

However, Ichigo did not immediately respond to Kyobaku's provocation.

He took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Wali, someone is waiting for me outside. So, I want to end this battle as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the excitement in Kyobaku's eyes became even greater.

He was about to say something, but his pupils suddenly shrank, because he saw Ichigo had raised his Zangetsu high in the air and slashed at him with lightning speed.

Because Kyohaku was tightly grasped by Ichigo's Zanpakutō, he was unable to break free for a moment.

"Getsuga Tensho!"