Grim Reaper: Self-discipline Captain of Seireitei

Chapter 167 If there is no accident, it should be an accident
First team team building, tea room.

After receiving the summons from the Technology Development Bureau, Yamamoto Motoryuzai had already prepared the premium hagororomotea that Kuchiki Yinling had sent.

Although it is somewhat unreasonable for the teacher to clean up the dust for his disciples.

But Su Feng, as a hero who saved the soul world, this kind of treatment is nothing.

The fragrance of tea wafted up, two figures, one old and one young, sat cross-legged in front of the tea table, looking at each other at the same level.

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"That's what happened in the first battle of the virtual circle."

Sufeng recounted the entire process, not even missing the Quincy's assistance, but did not mention the whereabouts of Mole City Shuangye.

It is also a small selfishness.

In fact, from a certain point of view, Mojo City Shuang is also very similar to Nirvana Yuri, and both of them have a morbid attachment to a certain purpose.

This kind of psychology generally has a great relationship with his childhood experience.

Like Mocheng Shuangye, seeing the building of Mocheng's house rising, and then seeing the building collapse, and finally, stimulated by the death of his sister, comprehended Yulu Zheliu's swastika, and killed everyone present clean.

His sister's final entrustment also became Mocheng Shuangye's lifelong concern.

Adhering to the duty of the god of death, annihilate the evil in the world.

Afterwards, after this defeat, he learned the truth of the world from Su Feng, and under his persuasion, he resolutely embarked on a new path.

But at its root, 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 Mayuri is a born pervert.

"Quiet Master..."

Yamamoto Genryuzai raised his slightly closed eyelids, like a sleeping old lion, inadvertently revealing a substantial killing intent, immediately causing the temperature in the tea room to drop sharply.

The tyrannical spiritual pressure then permeated, and the whole building suddenly made a sound of being overwhelmed.

Su Feng stared at the old man in front of him with a little surprise. He thought he had overestimated 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 be aware of the battle in the soul world back then, right?"

Hearing this, Su Feng nodded: "Do you know something about the battle between the thirteenth team of the first generation of court guards and the Star Cross Knights?"

"Most of the captains of the thirteenth first-generation Guarding Team died in that battle, and the Quincy side suffered heavy losses. Even the Emperor of the Invisible Empire, Yuhabach, also 'died' in that battle."

He deliberately emphasized the word "death".

It's not to remind Yamamoto Genryuzai, but to remind himself.

In addition to Aizen, what needs to be paid more attention to is the power of the invisible empire.

"The Quincy Division in the present world did not participate in the war that year."

Yamamoto Genryusai said calmly, "So, they can continue to live in this world as humans."

"However, to my surprise, Quincy's ability is actually the nemesis of Mocheng Shuangye."

"The result of this battle is enough for the old man to convey a qualified answer to Room 46."

In fact, when Sufeng chose to face Mocheng Shuangye alone.

Mao 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 masters do things?

After this battle, Yamamoto Genryuzhai looked at Sufeng with more trust.

As expected, my eyesight did not decline completely with age.

least……

This newly recruited disciple is sincerely willing to protect the balance of the Soul Realm and even the Three Realms.

Thinking of this, he slowly said again: "Since this matter is over, let's continue with Yuanliu's study."

"Anyway, you will usually leave the affairs of Division [-] to Vice Captain Matsumoto Rangiku and Third Seat Ise Nanao."

Hear this.

Su Feng's eyes widened immediately, and he stared at the old man in front of him with disbelief, with blue veins on his forehead: "Fishing fish can't be considered lazy... Fishing... Besides, the captain's business, can it be considered lazy?"

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.

Su Feng knew from the bottom of his heart that the Kuchimu family was responsible for paying for the construction of this building.

At such a time, no matter how hard-spoken he is, he 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 basic fighting method of the Reaper is chopping fists and walking ghosts."

Yamamoto Genryasai took off his captain Haori, and even half of his Shiba costume was taken off. The exposed upper half of his body was covered with criss-crossing scars.

What is more eye-catching is the knotted muscles, which are distinct, like granite.

Under the sunlight, it exudes a metallic luster.

Although he was old, his tendons were more terrifying than those of young people.

Just standing there gives people an unimaginable sense of oppression.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi raised his white eyebrows, "Take off your clothes, otherwise how would you study?"

"I want to take it off too?!" Surprised, Su Feng hesitated, "Is this a bit..."

"Nonsense, if you don't take it off, the explosion of Reiatsu will shatter Captain Haori and Shiba outfits."

Yamamoto Motoryuzai explained, "The skills that the old man taught you today are essentially born out of the instant coaxing passed down by the Sifengin family for generations."

Under the urging of Mr. Yamamoto, Sufeng slowly took off the haori and the deadly costume.

Has muscle, but not much.

Compared to ordinary people, I can only say that he has a good figure, but compared to Yamamoto Genryuzai's terrifying posture, it is somewhat less interesting.

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."

"Today, what the old man taught you is to chop the fist and walk away with the punch in the ghost, that is, to fight for nothing!"

"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.

Su Feng put on his captain Haori, and instinctively recalled the teaching process just now in his mind.

"Come on, Sufeng, get ready, the old man will only use three-point force in this move."

"Give me a good use of 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, five points!"

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And not surprisingly, the dojo that had just been built collapsed again, and the ruins everywhere filled the vicinity of the dojo.

Vice-captain Sparrow Minister Jiro was on the sidelines, recording the loss with a calm face, preparing to submit a financial deficit report to the Kuchiki family again.

He didn't know how many times he had done related things.

Simply don't be too skilled.

The painting style of the first team is getting more and more crooked.

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Ninth division team building.

Su Feng returned to his room, and he sank lazily into the soft sofa like a salted fish that had lost its highlight.

The high-intensity battle made him physically and mentally exhausted. Although his recovery ability was top-notch, the mental exhaustion could not be easily eliminated.

At a time like this, it's best to go to Flower Street...

"Captain!" A figure full of lust broke into the room 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 Xuquan to fight Soya Molejo, she was still in Ruhun Street and was carrying out investigation tasks with Nanao Ise.

I almost thought that I would not see Su Feng for the last time.

"Don't mess around, there's nothing missing anywhere!" Su Feng pushed away those restless little hands, and resisted, "It's just that I'm exhausted physically and mentally."

After Matsumoto Rangiku checked carefully, he was 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 brows 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 trust between each other has already surpassed most people.

Matsumoto Rangiku pressed down with both hands, supported Sufeng's neck with one hand, and the bend of his legs with the other, and embraced him in a quite skilled posture.

"The couch is no place to sleep."

She said softly, "If you are not careful, you will have a stiff neck."

Walking through the corridor and into the bedroom, Matsumoto Ranju gently put Sufeng on the bed, looking at the familiar face in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

As if thinking of something happy.

Immediately afterwards, Matsumoto Ranju lowered his head, touched Sufeng's face lightly, and said in a faint voice:

"Thanks for your hard work, Lord Sufeng..."

In the evening of the next day, Su Feng woke up from his deep sleep, and the first thing he did was to pour himself a cup of Yuyi tea.

On the coffee table in the living room, warm tea is prepared.

The surrounding area is spotless and well organized.

If there is no accident, it should be an accident.

Su Feng held the teacup and tightened his pajamas.

If he remembered correctly, he should not have changed his clothes before falling asleep.

Also, who prepared the pajamas with the pattern of rabbits?

I'm afraid not only those closest to her know about such a fitting size.

"Guru..."

Even after drinking all the tea in the cup, Su Feng still felt dry mouth.

The development of the situation seems to be a bit serious...

Matsumoto Rangiku did not appear.

After questioning the team members, Su Feng finally found out that there were traces of Daxu in Liuhun Street, and the vice-captains and the third seat of the [-]rd, [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th divisions all dispatched to investigate.

"Suddenly I discovered that Rangiku is also the deputy captain in his own right."

Su Feng sighed, and suddenly felt a sense of relief and sadness that he had a young girl in his family.

He has no intention of interfering with this investigation mission.

The vice-captains of the four teams are dispatched at the same time, unless they encounter the kind of Yachukas who is so fierce that there is no limit.

Otherwise, security can still be guaranteed.

Right now, he has more important things to deal with.

By studying the bone flow created by Yamamoto Genryuzai, he thought of something that he had never done until now.

Now that I finally have time to spare, I must put it on the agenda.

Putting on the Shiba costume and captain Yuori again, Sufeng disappeared in the team building with Shunbu.

When it stopped and appeared again, it had already arrived at the gate of the second team's building.

Different from the peaceful atmosphere of other team buildings, the buildings here are full of austere atmosphere, and the team members who are all in pitch black keep coming and going, but they don't make the slightest sound.

Su Feng stood on the roof, looked at the orderly soldiers below, thought for a long time, and finally decided to go through the window...

(End of this chapter)