Bleach: Getting Stronger Starting from Teaching at the Spiritual Arts Academy.

"I will do my best!" Hirako Shinji nodded. He was quite satisfied with his results. After all, he had never practiced swordsmanship before. He had only studied swordsmanship for two months and yet he had defeated so many students who had practiced swordsmanship for several years.

After a short rest, the two competitors took to the ring one after another.

Hirako Shinji stared intently at his opponent.

Kuchiki Sojun has medium-length, smooth, jet-black hair, with a sash near her left ear that holds part of it up.

His eyes were gentle, and a tender smile appeared on his slightly upturned lips.

They lacked the overbearing air that most upper-class nobles possessed.

Despite his seemingly harmless appearance, Hirako Shinji felt an inexplicable pressure.

Previously, when Kuchiki Sōjun defeated his opponent, his facial expression never changed.

The contest began, and the two bowed and drew their swords.

Kuchiki Sojun didn't say anything offensive; he just quietly watched Hirako Shinji, waiting for his attack.

Hirako Shinji didn't hesitate for long; he stepped forward, raised his hand, and swung his sword.

thump—

Hirako Shinji's lightning-fast slash was easily blocked by his opponent.

Without stopping, he concentrated his spiritual pressure in his legs, bent over, and suddenly leaped behind Kuchiki Sojun.

He raised his hand and swung his sword, slashing fiercely at the back of Kuchiki Sojun's neck.

thump—

With another crisp sound, Kuchiki Sojun, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, did not turn around. He simply raised the wooden sword above his head and blocked Hirako Shinji's fierce attack from above.

With a flick of his wrist, Hirako Shinji used Kuchiki Sōjun's sword to spring back up, quickly changing his position and slashing at Kuchiki Sōjun from another angle.

This process was extremely rapid. According to his calculations, Kuchiki Sojun should not have had time to flip the blade and block the attack.

As Hirako Shinji had predicted, Kuchiki Sōjun's blade failed to block the attack.

thump—

However, just as his sword was about to strike his opponent, the sound of wooden swords clashing together rang out again.

Hirako Shinji's pupils dilated suddenly—his sword was blocked by the hilt of Kuchiki Sōjun's sword!

And he even blocked it with the end of the hilt!

If the two people have similar spiritual pressure and similar spiritual pressure control skills, being struck at the end of the hilt like this will definitely cause the wooden sword to slip from their hands.

However, Kuchiki Sojun simply bowed slightly, thus deflecting all the force of the blow, and still held the wooden sword firmly in his hand.

With a smile in his eyes, Kuchiki Sojun flicked his wrist, knocking away the wooden sword resting on the hilt.

Immediately afterwards, he leaped up, and the end of the hilt of his sword struck Hirako Shinji's chin directly.

Hirako Shinji felt everything go black before his eyes and lost consciousness before he even hit the ground.

"The Kuchiki family is truly enviable. Every generation has such outstanding descendants. Kuchiki Sojun will definitely be another captain-level powerhouse in the future!" Minister Yamada sighed. He was a Shinigami born into a minor noble family. His family had never produced a member with captain-level potential. Being able to become a seat officer was considered a remarkable genius. However, the Kuchiki family had geniuses like Kuchiki Sojun almost every generation.

"It seems that this year's students will live in the shadow of Kuchiki Soujun throughout their spiritual studies. I hope it won't damage their confidence." Club President Nakano shook his head with some regret.

He remembered that he was in the same class as Kyoraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jushiro, and the two of them had stolen the limelight from their class.

These two students already possessed captain-level abilities. It was only because Kyoraku Shunsui had a free-spirited personality that the Captain-Commander kept him by his side for several more years to mentor him; otherwise, he would have been sent out to serve as a captain long ago.

Nakano glanced at Tsunayoshi Tokinada and suddenly remembered that this swordsmanship teacher was also a classmate.

However, at the Spirit Arts Academy, Tsunayoshi Tokinada was rather taciturn and an inconspicuous person.

However, during his time in the Second Division, Nakano heard some rumors about Tsunayoshi Tokinada, who seemed to have a rather wicked personality and enjoyed torturing the common people of Rukongai.

"Someone like you, encountering a student like Kuchiki Sōjun, should you feel gratified or jealous?" Nakano thought to himself.

However, Nakano was wrong. At this moment, Tsunayoshi Tokinada was neither pleased that Kuchiki Sōjun had won the match, nor was he jealous of his talent. Instead, he felt disgusted.

Looking at the gentle smile on Kuchiki Sojun's face, Tsunayoshi Tokinada narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knows the history of Soul Society and is very clear about how the Five Noble Families came to be.

I found Kuchiki Sojun's pretentious manner utterly repulsive.

In July, Hirako Shinji was carried away, and his swollen chin was treated with a little care. After finding that he was not seriously injured, he was handed over to Kensei Muguruma and Mr. Kobayashi to take care of.

"Go, Cilantro! You're Class 2's last hope. I don't want to see the finals be an internal battle between Class 1 and Class 2!" Rokusha Kensei shouted to Cilantro.

"I will defeat my opponent!" Kana Mochi nodded heavily, turned around and stepped onto the ring.

Chapter 42 The Decisive Battle

His towering figure, over two meters tall, was incredibly imposing. Standing in front of him, Kana Azashiro looked like a child being scolded by an adult.

Fortunately, they are not ordinary humans, so their size advantage is not absolute.

Cilantro from Zhicheng made the first move, stepping forward, raising its hand, and slashing!

However, this is exactly what Ōmaeda Kinoshita did. After bowing, he quickly slashed at Kana Mochishiro.

thump—

The two wooden swords clashed, and Ōmaeda Kinoko grinned maliciously, trying to take advantage of the situation to crush Azashiro Kana.

However, they found that Kana Mochi didn't move at all; she blocked the wooden sword that was pressing down on her.

Given their disparate physiques, when engaging in a pincer movement, Ōmaeda Kinoko naturally possessed the advantage of being able to attack from above, while Azumashiro Kana could only raise her wooden sword and push upwards.

With a furious glare and a loud shout, Ōmaeda Kinosugu unleashed his full spiritual pressure, pressing down with all his might.

Cilantro gritted her teeth, and with a sudden burst of strength, she raised her toes.

The floor beneath his feet quickly became covered with a dense network of cracks.

Bang! ! !

Ōmaeda Kinoshita was overjoyed. He saw that the floor beneath Kana Momoshiro's feet had cracked, which meant she would soon lose her balance and be unable to withstand the pressure of the wooden sword.

However, the floor broke not because he expected, but because it was crushed by his strength.

—The floor was crushed by Cilantro Mole City when she exerted her strength!

Ōmaeda Kinosugu felt the wooden sword in his hand being flung away by a tremendous force, causing him to stumble back several steps.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, Ōmaeda Kinosugu noticed a flash of red darting upwards.

The girls' uniforms at the Spirit Arts Academy are somewhat similar in style to shrine maiden outfits, with the hakama being red.

"Oops!"

He suddenly looked up and saw that Cilantro Mochi had somehow leaped into the air and was even raising her wooden sword with both hands.

Ōmaeda Kinoshita was startled. He took a few steps back and before he could regain his balance, he had no choice but to hastily raise his wooden sword and hold it above his head.

This hasty movement was no match for Kana Mochi's slash; her massive body fell backward and crashed to the floor.

boom--

Ōmaeda Kinosugu was smashed into the floor, splintering wood.

"Cough cough—I underestimated your strength... I never expected to lose to you in my most confident spot, it's unbelievable." Ōmaeda Kinosuki climbed out of the hole in the floor, glanced at the knife wound on his shoulder, and knew he had already lost a point.

"Again, strong woman!" Noriyuki Ohmaeda shouted.

"Don't give people nicknames so easily!" Cilantro Mochi shouted, charging forward again with her wooden sword.

Cilantro Mochi blocked the wooden sword that was coming at her, and used the force from the sword to leap into the air.

Ōmaeda Kōnosuke's eyes narrowed as he recalled the battle between Kuchiki Aojun and Hirako Shinji, in which Hirako Shinji had made a similar move.

He naturally thought of Kuchiki Soujun's approach: as long as he blocked all her next attacks, he could find an opportunity to kill her when she was airborne and exposed an opening!

With his lower body firmly planted, he was very confident in blocking the next attack.

Then, the two of them moved as if the scene had been recreated, replicating the actions of Kuchiki Aojun and Hirako Mako.

Kana Mochishiro leaped behind Noriyuki Omaeda and swiftly slashed out with her sword.

Ōmaeda Kinoshita did not underestimate the enemy; he slightly twisted his body and blocked the attack.

However, what happened next once again exceeded Ōmaeda Kōnosuke's expectations.

Suddenly, Kana Mochishiro extended a delicate foot clad in a plain white tabi sock, and like a dragonfly skimming the water, stepped onto the back of Ōmaeda Kinosugu's wooden sword.

Ōmaeda Kinosuki didn't realize what was going on. With that step, if he immediately flipped the blade, the blade would hit the sole of her foot.

According to the rules of the assessment and competition, this counts as a score!

Nozomi Ohmaeda wouldn't miss this excellent scoring opportunity, and quickly flipped the blade.

At the same time, Kana Mochishiro smiled slyly, pushed off with her toes, and approached Nobuyuki Omaeda at an extremely fast speed, swiftly thrusting her wooden sword toward his shoulder.

Almost simultaneously, Kinoshita Ōmaeda's wooden sword blade flipped over and struck Kana Azajo's foot, while his shoulder was also pierced by her.

Both players scored at the same time!

Ōmaeda Kinoshita suddenly froze, remembering that he had already lost a point earlier, and if he lost another point now, he would lose directly!

"Damn it, that point was too tempting, I didn't think too much about it!" Ōmaeda Kinosugu was filled with regret.

Cilantro from Mole City quickly won the match by exchanging points for points.

"You are indeed very strong, losing to you isn't shameful." Ōmaeda Kinoshita shook his head and sighed, "But I won't be so careless next time!"

"Citrus from Mole City wins!"

"Wow, Cilantro!" Kensei Rokugura gave a thumbs up. "The battle's over so quickly!"

"I made it to the finals!" Kana Mochi was also very excited, which meant that she could go back and learn new sword techniques.

"You all played very well today. I'll reward you with a big meal when we get back!" July ruffled her hair. "Of course, I'll also teach you a new sword technique."

"Great!"

Many people in the teachers' section were also surprised by the result of the match.

"That's really surprising. I thought it would be Ōmaeda Noriyuki who won, haha!" Department Head Yamada laughed.

“I taught Ōmaeda Kinosugu. His hand-to-hand combat, Shunpo, and Kido are all quite strong. He's a well-rounded player. If these skills weren't restricted in swordsmanship competitions, he wouldn't have lost to Azashiro Kana.” Nakano, the club president, also felt it was a pity.