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Yamoto appeared next to the pillar. He had to strain his neck just to see the top of the giant structure. "Wow sure is big." Yamoto smiled at his last comment, but wiped the smile off his face in a matter of seconds. He looked around the area that was his to guard. "Not that much around except for this thing. Oh I should fun with this." Yamoto appeared on the top of the pillar in a flash. He could see only one pillar up as of now, but he knew that the young captain was working his a** off. "I wonder who's guarding that one."

Yamoto sat down and began to meditate. He noted every small detail that couldn't be seen with the eyes. There is no wind today, so that means that swing speed won't be decreased or increased. It is rather hot, so energy will be wasted a faster rate. Yamoto went through each scenario in his mind. He wasn't as great as a member of squad 6, but he could apply different techniques in battle. I'll have to end this as fast as possible, or it may get ugly. Yamoto sighed as he let his entire body collaspe on to the top of the pillar. "This is going to be very fun."

Yamoto could only laugh as the events around him were taking place. He sat up calmly and looked at the crater below him. It had been three years since he had seen this man and Yamoto couldn't help but feel relief. "Well I thought they would send weaker ones first, but I guess your leader wants us dead." Yamoto pushed himself up and scanned the powerful arrancar. He seemed more refined to Yamoto, thus making him more intresting.

Damn, I thought for sure they top four would be battling the main force. This tatic doesn't seem like something Aizen would do. Yamoto flipped off the pillar and soared through the air until he collided with the ground creating his own crater. His eyes where fixed on Temor's, but unlike the arrancar Yamoto's hand was nowhere near his zanpakuto. Yamoto breathed in as he brought his hands to where his right rested by his right ear and his left was 5 inches away from his left eye. "Tell me something before we begin, why are you so eager to fight?"

Yamoto sighed as the man giave him an answer. "Very Well." Yamoto eyes focused on the arrancar's. Yamoto's own body began to glow faintly white as his own reiatsu level increased. However his hands shined brightly as the sun on a summer day. "Knife Hand." Yamoto quickly mold the reiatsu around both his hand, to the point where the reiatsu around his hands was as sharp as any zanpakuto.

Yamoto moved his right foot an two inches causing him to open his stance significantly. The open stance was not for combat purposes, but for a diverson. Yamoto disappeared from his current location leaving an afterimage in his place. The speed of his shunpo caused a small cloud of dust to form, but not big enough to where it harmed anyone's eyes. Yamoto reappeared on the zanpakuto side of his opponent's body. Yamoto threws his left hands up in a cresent motion and he aimed it for the small tendon that connect the torso with the arm. A cut there would caused complete lack of movement in the arm.

"s**t I am going to have to use this already." Yamoto focused most of his reiatsu to his left side. He quickly stacked layer upon reiatsu creating a thick wall that covered his skin. "Yurasu Sukin." (Rock Skin) Each lunge hit Yamoto body and bounced off like a rubber ball against a rock. After the final lunge Yamoto looked down to examine the area. It was badly bruised, but the skin wasn't pierced. In modern society this technique would be closly related to a bulletproof vest. The wearer of vest is not harmed fatalily, but still recives the blunt force of the impact. "I was lucky you only did seven lunges. I can only uses that technique fully seven times."

Yamoto rotated his left wrist and grabbed the arm that was already grabbing his own arm. In a blink of an eye Yamoto pulled out his own sword and slashed at his opponents upper arm in an attempt to either cut off the appendage or make the arrancar let go of Yamoto's arm.

Yamoto sighed as the lunges came at him one by one. "I guess I am going to have to show weakness once again. Blind your enemies Makkuro Hikari." (Pitch Black Light) Yamoto's zanpakuto emited an intense light that blinded everything in ten meter radius for about five seconds. When the light faded it appeared that Temor's blade had stabbed Yamoto fully. "I did this just in time." Almost from every angle it looked as if Temor had landed a fatal blow, but if examined closly one would find that Temor's zanpakuto isn't stabbing Yamoto's at all. The blade dissapears an inch before it makes contact with Yamoto and reappear and inch behind Yamoto leaving the shinigami completly unharmed. "Hikari Geeto (Light Gate), a dimesional rift technique if you will. Of course I used this on you before, so I don't think you are in anyway shocked." Yamoto smiled as he looked into his opponents eyes and then down to his own zanpakuto. It now had a black blade with a white hilt, and a long white piece of cloth flowed from the butt of the hilt to the ground.

"Let's begin." The long piece of cloth wrapped around Yamoto's right arm as he moved to a position so that he was in an open stance but was parallel with Temor. Unfortuantly for Yamoto this allowed Temor's zanpakuto to be set free from Yamoto's zanpakuto technique. Yamoto threw five lunges at Temor's diaphram. Each one increased in speed and power, but Yamoto main focus was on his left hand which was glowing with black reiastu. "I'm sure your remember this technique. Reido."

"Useless." Yamoto looked down as the hand that was holding his throat and was about to kill him. He let out a simple little laugh as the black reiatsu covered Yamoto entire body. The cero technique that Temor's was using hit the reiastu causing both technique to disappear. All that was left was Temor simply choking the life out of Yamoto. A bead of sweet dropped down the shinigami forehead. Yamoto smiled as he let go of the arrancar's arm. He brought his left hand down and placed the palm on his own stomach. Yamoto looked at the arrancar a final time and sighed. "Hado 1. Thrust." Yamoto body was sent flying back as the kido spell's force ripped the two beings apart. Yamoto looked back and saw the pillar flying towards him. s**t! Yamoto had little time to react, but it was still enough. "Makkuro Mamorimasu." (Pitch Black Shield) A large black wall appeared infront of the pillar allowing Yamoto to impact with the wall instead of the thing he was protecting. The impact still caused Yamoto to lose his breath. Yamoto fell to the ground as the wall collasped behind him. After a few seconds Yamoto pushed himself up and looked at the damage he had caused himself. His neck was bleeding form where the grip of Temor caused some o his skin to rip off. His stomach and back were sore from the impact of the kido spell and the collision to stop himself. "That wasn't graceful at all."

Yamoto began to laugh as he stood up straight and looked at Temor. His breathing was much heavier than when he had started this fist and he noticed the arrancar had barely broken a sweat. This guy is a beast. Yamoto couldn't help but smile as this was the most fun he was having in over three years. Technically I was dead for the past three years, so I can see why I am having fun. "So I can't touch you with reiatsu and you are much better than me in swordmanship and speed." Yamoto reiatsu increased to a level where the ground below just collapsed from sheer pressure. The collapsing of the ground caused dirt and rocks to fly up into the air. Yamoto didn't care about the dirt but more on the rocks. He appeared behing each rock that was floating in the air. Using pure reiatsu he sent each rock, a total of 100 in all, towards Temor. The rock varied in speed but most were reaching around 100 to 120 miles per hour. "It is not going to be enough."

If a person watching the fight could describe the look on Yamoto's face when his attack work it would be nothing short of sheer dumbfoundness. Yamoto was in disbelief that the segunda espada was actually hit by that let alone he fired a gran ray cero to stop abou 80 percent of the flying object. He's toying with me. Yamoto surely thought the espada's skin which they called hierro could at least take about 60 percent of the aieral bombing and the rest Temor could have sliced through. I can't be overestimating him, he is the segunda espada. He could take on two captains by himself, and I am only consider to be at the power level of a low captain. Yamoto thought for a moment even though he had doubt the last attack he made seemed to have worked, but he could not repeat the attack over and over that is considered tatical suicide. Yamoto breathed in as much air as he could. If he could only get the man power of reiatsu nullification to go off then he might have a chance, but he had no idea where the source of the power came from. The most obvious guess would be the zanpakuto, but Yamoto wasn't exactly sure. Besides how am I supposed to get a sword expert's zanpakuto away from him?

Yamoto's mind suddenly snapped back into reality. The gran ray cero was upon him like a tsunami. Yamoto imdiatly dropped his sword to the ground and thrusted his right hand towards the oncoming attack. He gripped his right arm's wrist with his left hand and he calmly stared down the attack. "Reido" The large black ball of reiatsu formed in his hand almost automattically. The beam that was produced was the exact same size as Temor gran ray cero, so both attack were completly negated. Yamoto breathed in heavily as he bent down and picked up his sword. The area were the two attacks had met was flowing with energy, enough to the point were static discharge was happeing in midair. I had heard that gran ray cero was powerful enough to cause somthing like this, and considering the reido I just fired it is no suprise that the battlefield looks like this.

Yamoto looked behind him, his main duty was to protect the giant structure behind him. "Okay." Yamoto decided to change up his game. He placed his left foot infont and shifted his right foot so that the heels off both feet were perpendicular to each other. Yamoto switched his zanpakuto to his left hand and palced his right hand behind his back. His formtion looked much like a fencing pose. It was a little odd for someone using a katana like weapon, but it was a good defensive stance. Yamoto stood motionless waiting for the espada to strike.