An invisible world isolated the two from reality.
"Welcome to my world. I've set the rules: no weapons can be used for attack in this world. That means all those artifacts in your hands are now junk! What else can you do? We can only have a pure man-to-man, bare-knuckle brawl. I'm quite experienced in hand-to-hand combat!" Yamabuki said confidently.
He had first undergone training with Captain-Commander Yamamoto, and then learned Shunkō. In a one-on-one, bare-handed situation, he considered himself no weaker than anyone in this world.
The World-Destroying Buddha seemed to disbelieve what the young man in front of him said. He swung the vajra in his hand, and indeed, the vajra lost its original power.
Yamabuki's lips curled into a wild grin. It was simply too satisfying to bully those without rule-based abilities using his own rule-based abilities!
The World-Destroying Buddha's eyes widened. All eight of its hands simultaneously released their grip, and a pile of artifacts clattered to the ground. The expression on Yamabuki's face suddenly froze—eight hands?
Then he looked down at his own two hands.
Did I miss something?
Because the lotus throne was also considered a "weapon," it lost its ability to fly. The World-Destroying Buddha stood directly up from the throne, like a giant spider with eight legs.
Its colossal five-meter height, combined with its invulnerable body and eight arms, would make even Yujiro Hanma cry and retreat!
Not only that, despite its massive size, the World-Destroying Buddha moved extremely fast. Even without Shunpo, its speed surpassed most Shinigami. In a flash, it had arrived in front of Yamabuki and delivered a direct punch!
Yamabuki snapped his fingers, and a five-minute countdown appeared in mid-air.
"I'll finish you within five minutes!" Yamabuki condensed his spiritual pressure and Kidō into his arms and met the World-Destroying Buddha's punch head-on!
Indeed, the World-Destroying Buddha's size looked intimidating, but the spiritual pressure difference between them was simply too vast. The World-Destroying Buddha's massive body was actually sent flying by a single punch.
Yamabuki felt a pain in his arm. He looked down. Ah, his arm was broken!
It's okay, minor injury!
He lightly shook his hand, and the fracture healed in moments. It seemed he had underestimated the World-Destroying Buddha's strength.
However, the World-Destroying Buddha's power primarily stemmed from its eight artifacts, each possessing different abilities. Now that the artifacts were sealed, its strength was less than one-tenth of its original.
Yamabuki quickly stepped forward, grabbed the Buddha's head, and slammed it to the ground. Then, numerous small tentacles sprayed from his palm, wrapping around the World-Destroying Buddha's head, allowing these tentacles to crawl into its mouth and eyes.
The World-Destroying Buddha's eyes instantly filled with terror.
After all, he wasn't a real Buddha; he just looked like one!
"Game over! If you dare to resist again, I'll drain you dry. You can return to your original form now, can't you?" Yamabuki said coldly.
Seeing his life in someone's grasp, the bald man didn't dare to act tough anymore and could only revert to his original appearance.
Yamabuki also withdrew the created world, and the two returned to their original world.
"Now, can you tell me why you stole my melon?" Yamabuki sat on a stone like a landlord.
"I was craving it."
"You craved it, so you stole my stuff?" Yamabuki asked.
"Anyway, it's already eaten. Do whatever you want."
Was he giving up?
"Then shouldn't we discuss how to compensate me for my losses?" Yamabuki said with a fake smile.
The bald man snorted, "At most, I'll give you back a watermelon."
Yamabuki smiled, but his smile was extremely strange. He reached out and gently placed his hand on the bald man's shoulder: "A watermelon? It's not a melon I want, it's you!"
The bald man trembled all over, and at the same time, his sphincter tightened. Frightened, he stumbled back several steps: "Wait, wait! At most, I'll buy you ten watermelons. Although I look rough, my orientation is very normal, and I am very traditional; I don't mess around!"
"Then it's not up to you!" Yamabuki said with a sinister grin, grabbing his collar: "Name!"
"Iba!"
"Gender!"
"Can't you tell?"
"I'm asking your gender."
"Male."
"Do you have a stable job? If not, how will you pay me back for my watermelon?" Yamabuki asked.
"I can go find a job..." Iba said helplessly.
Yamabuki immediately pulled a flyer from his clothes: "Gotei 13, want to know more?"
"Huh???" Iba looked at Yamabuki with a strange expression.
For a moment, he didn't understand what Yamabuki meant.
"Our Gotei 13 has high salaries and great benefits, annual leave, weekends off, insurance, and accommodation. Consider it?" Yamabuki's smile instantly became very bright, yet also contained a hint of cunning.
Iba said in a very uncertain tone, "You've been fighting me for so long, not just to introduce me to a job, right?"
"You're too smart, you saw right through it! As the saying goes, the end of the universe is a stable job. This is a direct recruitment from the boss. Are you interested?" Yamabuki asked.
Iba, the first Captain of the Gotei 13's Ninth Division, and he had a very distinctive look, easy to spot in a crowd.
After all, in this era, who would knock out their own teeth to get a mouth full of gold teeth?
Aside from these problematic first-generation Captains of the Gotei 13, no one else would do such a thing, right?
Iba asked in an uncertain tone, "What if I refuse?"
Yamabuki's smile grew even brighter: "Don't you think the scenery around here is beautiful?"
"It is indeed beautiful!"
"Then is it suitable to be your burial ground?"
"Alright, you don't need to say more. A true man cannot be subdued. How could I yield to your tyranny? I just want to find a job! When do I start?" Iba asked righteously.
The ancients said a true man cannot be subdued, but the ancients also said a true man knows when to bend and when to stand tall.
Isn't it just being coerced into a formal, stable job? What's the big deal?
Yamabuki smiled happily; he liked people who knew how to adapt to circumstances.
"Let's go! I'll take you to meet some new friends! Also, those kids you beat up earlier are my subordinates. Go apologize to them later; I can't lose face!" Yamabuki said.
Iba sighed. What kind of situation was this? He got himself into this mess all for a watermelon! This was too much of a loss!
And so, the two walked together towards the Seireitei.
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