First team team building and tea room.
After receiving the summons from the Technology Development Bureau, Yamamoto Genryusai had already prepared the special hagoromo tea that Kuchiki Ginling had sent previously.
Although it is somewhat unreasonable for the teacher to cleanse the disciples from the wind and dust.
But as Sufeng is the hero who saves Soul Society, this kind of treatment is nothing.
The aroma of tea lingered, and two figures, an old man and a young man, sat cross-legged in front of the tea table, looking into each other's eyes.
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"That's it for the battle in Hueco Mundo."
Sufeng recounted the entire process, not even missing the Quincy's assistance, but did not mention the whereabouts of Mole City Shuangye.
It can be regarded as a small selfishness.
In fact, to a certain extent, Mole City Shuangye is very similar to Nirvana Li. Both of them have pathological obsessions for certain purposes.
This kind of psychology is generally closely related to his childhood experience.
Like Mole City Shuangye, he watched Mole City's house rise and then saw it collapse. In the end, stimulated by his sister's death, he understood the meaning of Yulu Zheliu and killed everyone present. A clean one.
His sister's final advice also became a lifelong concern for Mole Cheng Shuangye.
Adhering to the duty of the God of Death, annihilate all the voids in the world.
Later, after this defeat, he learned the truth about the world from Su Feng, and under his persuasion, he resolutely embarked on a new path.
But ultimately, it is still to fulfill the duty of the God of Death.
But this time, he placed his hope on Su Feng.
In comparison.
Nirvana is a natural pervert.
"The Quincy..."
Yamamoto Genryusai's slightly closed eyelids were raised, like a sleeping old lion, inadvertently revealing a substantial murderous intention, which immediately caused the temperature in the tea room to drop sharply.
Brutal spiritual pressure then filled the air, and the whole building suddenly made an overwhelmed sound.
Sufeng stared at the old man in front of him in surprise. He thought he had highly estimated the opponent's strength, but in the end he still underestimated it.
The God of Death's limit was far from as low as he thought.
Now, he is just getting started.
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." After coming back to his senses, Yamamoto Genryusai's eyelids drooped again, and his whole body returned to his usual calm appearance.
"You should also know about the battle in Soul Society back then, right?"
Hearing this, Sufeng nodded: "Do you know something about the battle between the Thirteenth First Generation Gotei and the Star Cross Knights?"
"Most of the captains of the original Gotei 13 were killed in that battle, and the Quincy side suffered heavy losses. Even Yhwach, the Emperor of the Invisible Empire, was 'died' in that battle."
He deliberately emphasized the word "death".
It's not that I want to remind Yamamoto Genryusai, but that I'm reminding myself.
In addition to Aizen, what needs more attention is the power of the Invisible Empire.
"The current Quincy did not participate in the war that year."
Yamamoto Genryusai said calmly, "So, they can continue to live in this world as humans."
"But what surprises me is that the Quincy's ability is actually the nemesis of Mole City Shuangya."
"The result of this battle is enough for me to convey a qualified answer to Room 46."
In fact, when Sufeng chose to face Mole City Shuangye alone.
Zhenyang Room 46 is no longer worthy of pointing fingers on this matter.
As the dogs of the five nobles, what qualifications do they have to evaluate the way their owners do things?
After this battle, Yamamoto Genryusai looked at Sufeng with a little more trust.
As expected, my vision has not completely declined with age.
least……
This newly acquired disciple is sincerely willing to protect Soul Society and even the balance of the Three Realms.
After thinking about this, he slowly said again: "Now that the matter is over, let's continue studying Yuanliu."
"Anyway, you will usually leave the affairs of Division 9 to Vice Captain Matsumoto Rangiku and Third Seat Ise Nanao."
Hear this.
Su Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at the old man in front of him with disbelief. Veins appeared on his forehead: "Taking fish can't be considered laziness... Fishing... Besides, can the captain's matter be considered laziness?"
What followed was a lot of words that Yamamoto Genryusai said that were difficult to understand, such as world peace and the balance of the three realms.
Although he was caught on the spot by his immediate superior, Sufeng insisted on his own opinion and promised that he would never change.
After the two finished drinking tea, they appeared in the newly built dojo of the First Team.
Looking at the familiar architectural style, as well as the extremely exaggerated materials, dotted with expensive murderous stones from time to time.
Sufeng knew in his heart that the Kuchiki family was probably responsible for paying for the construction.
At this time, no matter how hard he talks, he still has to admit one thing. In terms of trenches, the Kuchiki family is the real big dog.
Although the Tsunayashiro family is rich, they are somewhat inferior compared to the Kuchiki family who do not regard money as money.
"The Shinigami's basic fighting method is to slay the fist and walk away with the ghost."
Yamamoto Genryusai took off his captain, Haori, and even half of his Death Tyrant costume, revealing that the upper half of his body was covered with criss-crossing hideous scars.
What's even more eye-catching is the knotted muscles on his body, which are as clear as granite.
Under the sunlight, it exudes a metallic luster.
Although he is already old, his flesh and tendons are more terrifying than those of young people.
Just standing there gave people an unimaginable sense of oppression.
"Well, what are you waiting for?"
Yamamoto Genryusai raised his eyebrows and said, "Take off your clothes, otherwise how will you study?"
"I want to take it off too?!" Su Feng was surprised and hesitated, "Isn't this a bit..."
"Nonsense, if you don't take it off, the burst of spiritual pressure will shatter all the captain Yuori and the Death Domination suit."
Yamamoto Genryusai explained, "The techniques I taught you today are essentially derived from the Shunkaku passed down through generations of the Shifengin family."
Under the urging of Mr. Yamamoto, Sufeng slowly took off his feathery fabric and his death-defying uniform.
There is muscle, but not much.
Compared to ordinary people, it can only be said that he has a good figure, but compared to the terrifying posture of Yamamoto Genryusai, he is somewhat inferior.
It can only be said that in terms of attractiveness, Yamamoto Genryusai is more attracted to men.
"Weak body..."
Yamamoto Genryusai looked at it and snorted disdainfully, "Fortunately, the reiatsu is still qualified, and it meets the conditions for learning."
"What I'm teaching you today is to use the fists of Zhan Fist and Zou Gui, which means fighting in vain!"
"This technique is called Bone Flow!"
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After a day of study, Sufeng finally understood why Genryu had not been popularized in Soul Society. Even Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō, who were the proud disciples of Yamamoto Genryusai, failed to grasp all the essence.
Mainly because the teaching method of this old man Yamamoto is a bit too close to the people.
Sufeng put on his captain Yu Zhi, and instinctively recalled the teaching process just now in his mind.
"Come on, Sufeng, get ready. I can only use three points of force for this move."
“I’ll use my body to remember and comprehend!”
"It's too slow. With such a learning speed, when will I be able to master the Bone Flow?!"
"This punch is five points strong!"
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And as expected, the newly built dojo collapsed again, and ruins filled the area near the dojo.
Vice-captain Jiro Takububujiro was on the sidelines, writing down the losses with a calm face, preparing to submit a fiscal deficit report to the Kuchiki family again.
He has done related things countless times.
Simply don't be too skilled.
The style of the first team is getting more and more crooked.
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The ninth division team building.
Su Feng returned to his room. He lazily sank into the soft sofa like a salted fish that had lost its highlights.
The high-intensity battle left him physically and mentally exhausted. Although his recovery ability was first-rate, the mental fatigue could not be easily eliminated.
At this time, it is best to go to Flower Street...
"Captain!" A lusty figure burst into the room very recklessly.
The moment she entered the door, Matsumoto Rangiku noticed the salted fish lying on the sofa. She was glad that the salted fish was not missing any body parts, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
When she went to Hueco Mundo to fight Mole City Souya, she was still on an investigative mission with Ise Nanao in Rukongai.
I almost thought I would never see Sufeng for the last time.
"Don't touch it, there's nothing missing anywhere!" Su Feng pushed away the restless little hands and resisted, "I'm just a little tired both physically and mentally."
After Matsumoto Rangiku checked it carefully, she felt completely relieved.
But when she raised her head to look at Sufeng, she found that her captain had fallen into a deep sleep.
The slight rise and fall of the chest and the stretched eyebrows indicate that the person has entered the most relaxed state.
In front of Matsumoto Rangiku, Sufeng really didn't have much to worry about.
The mutual trust has surpassed that of most people.
Matsumoto Rangiku pressed down her hands, held up Sufeng's neck with one hand, and held her legs with the other hand, hugging him in a very skilled posture.
"The couch is no place to sleep."
She said softly, "If you're not careful, you'll get a stiff neck."
Passing through the corridor and walking into the bedroom, Matsumoto Rangiku gently placed Sufeng on the bed. Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
As if thinking of happy things.
Immediately afterwards, Matsumoto Rangiku lowered his head, lightly pressed Sufeng's face, and said in an unintelligible voice:
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sufeng..."
In the evening of the next day, Sufeng woke up from his deep sleep. The first thing he did was to pour himself a cup of Yuyi tea.
Warm tea is prepared on the coffee table in the living room.
Everything around was spotless and orderly.
If nothing else, there should have been an accident.
Su Feng held the tea cup and tightened his pajamas.
If he remembered correctly, he probably didn't change his clothes before falling asleep.
Also, who prepared these pajamas with rabbit patterns?
I'm afraid not only those closest to her know about such a fitting size.
"Gulu..."
Even after drinking all the tea in the cup, Sufeng still felt his mouth was dry.
The development of the situation seems to be a bit serious...
Matsumoto Rangiku did not appear.
By asking the team members, Sufeng learned that there were traces of Daxu in Rukongai. The vice-captains and third seats of the 3rd, 5th, 8th, and 9th divisions were all dispatched to investigate.
"Suddenly I discovered that Rangiku is also the deputy captain in his own right."
Sufeng sighed, suddenly feeling relieved and disappointed that his daughter had grown up.
He had no intention of interfering with this investigation mission.
The vice-captains of the four divisions were dispatched at the same time, unless they encountered the extremely fierce Achiukas.
Otherwise, security can still be guaranteed.
Right now, he has more important things to deal with.
By studying the bone flow created by Yamamoto Genryusai, he thought of something that he had never accomplished until now.
Now that I finally have some free time, I must put it on my agenda.
He put on his death tyrant uniform and captain Yu Zhi again, and disappeared into the team building with a quick step on the wind.
When he stopped and appeared again, he had already arrived at the gate of the second division team building.
Different from the peaceful atmosphere of other team buildings, the buildings here are filled with a solemn atmosphere. Team members covered in pitch black are constantly coming and going, but they do not make any sound.
Sufeng stood on the roof, looking at the orderly team members below, thinking for a long time, and finally decided to go out the window...
(End of chapter)
