Death: Starting as the Guardian of Avici Hell

"Speaking of which, I've known Shishiro for so many years, but I've never actually seen him go all out, not even his Shikai."

Just as Kyoraku Shunsui was feeling sentimental, the other Shinigami captains all showed thoughtful expressions.

That seems to make a lot of sense.

Yamamoto's face darkened, and his expression revealed a hint of displeasure.

He suspected that the kid had discovered something about the last battle and was deliberately trying to catch him off guard.

It's not a good time to make a scene; let's make a note of this against the traitor first.

Next time I discipline my disciple, I must go all out!

Just as the two were chatting idly, the air in the training ground trembled violently, a gale rose up from the ground, and a deafening howl arose.

A dazzling pillar of spiritual pressure shot into the sky, spreading outwards from Lou Shilang's center, causing the ground beneath his feet to crack open in jagged fissures.

From Ukitake Jushiro's perspective, the heavy spiritual pressure surged into the air, instantly transforming into countless golden threads that wove together rapidly.

Strange humanoid creatures with long, slender limbs appeared on both sides of the training ground, their large, golden hands weaving together and dancing gracefully with Lou Shilang's movements.

"Captain Ukitake, my Kinsara Dance Troupe is best known for its depiction of death. If you can't hold on any longer, please remind me as soon as possible."

"Next, please enjoy the first piece performed—"

"Current!"

As Juro gently waved his Zanpakuto, which had transformed into a baton, the golden flowers on the dancers' faces slowly bloomed, and their slender arms were raised high, circling Juro Ukitake as they performed a dance called "Art."

Spin, jump.

The surging currents rushed about, creating a crashing sound, and swept up the pebbles and dust on the ground.

Even the spiritual pressure defense released by Jushiro Ukitake was being constantly worn down.

Lou Shilang waved his baton, and a confident expression returned to his face.

"Captain Ukitake, let's sing a song of pain and fear together, following the rhythm of the ocean whirlpool."

The ocean current transformed into a whirlpool, unleashing a suffocating force that instantly immobilized Jushiro Ukitake, subjecting him to unimaginable and terrifying impact.

"All the flowing waves, become my shield; all the lightning, become my blade!"

"The Pisces principle!"

Jushiro Ukitake raised his Zanpakuto and activated its Shikai.

A long sword transformed into two Zanpakuto connected by ropes, with fin-like protrusions growing on the spines of the blades. Wooden plaques on the ropes swayed in the wind, making a crisp clanging sound.

Seeing this, Lou Shilang revealed a confident smile:

"It's no use, Captain Ukitake. Your Pisces Mantra is no secret in Soul Society. It can't absorb my Kinsara Dance Troupe!"

Although that's what they said, Ukitake didn't believe their side of the story.

However, when he tried to absorb the surging ocean currents, he was shocked to find that no matter what he did, the scene in front of him did not change in the slightest.

"I told you it's no use, now please enjoy the second piece—"

"The messenger of the volcano!"

At the center of the golden salvia flower blooming on the dancer's face, a scorching flame instantly ignited, distorting the surrounding air and bursting forth, mercilessly striking Jushiro Ukitake.

At the same time, the ocean currents collapsed, and a high temperature suddenly arrived.

Ukitake parried the attack with his backhand, trying to block the incoming impact, but it had no effect whatsoever; the flames even passed right through the blade.

"Strange Bankai ability. Normally, there are no Zanpakuto in Soul Society that can control both water and fire at the same time, and there is no connection between Shikai and Bankai."

Jushiro Ukitake tried to release the binding spell to resist, but no matter how hard he tried, the pain attached to his body did not go away, but instead seemed to be getting worse.

The exposed skin showed charred burn marks.

In other words, the lesion has been eliminated. If it were before, he would have started vomiting blood by now.

"Yes, so the essence of Kinshasa is deception."

"Captain Ukitake, everything you've experienced comes from the charm of music!"

Lou Shilang boasted smugly.

Ukitake subconsciously raised an eyebrow. Combining his previous guesses, he had already figured out Kinsara's true abilities.

"I see, I understand now."

"No wonder I always felt that the sounds of the ocean currents and flames were filled with a peculiar rhythm. I thought it was just your weird sense of humor, Lou Shilang, but I never expected..."

Upon hearing Ukitake's words, Loujuro immediately felt a bad premonition.

Just as the third act was about to begin, they were surprised to find that the pained expression on Ukitake's face had completely disappeared, replaced by a confident smile.

"In that case, the solution is quite simple."

"Just like this."

Fukitake raised his right hand and tapped his earlobe lightly with his index finger. A layer of defense made of demonic spiritual pressure instantly formed, blocking out the faint music.

The next second, the rampant flames vanished without a trace!

All that remained of the training ground were ravines and rubble.

"What...what did you do?"

In his astonishment, Lou Shilang even forgot to use honorifics.

Ukitake smiled and said, "The Eighth Binding Path, the Repulsion, can effectively isolate some noise. Back in my days as an academy student, I often used this technique to calm myself down and study."

Although hearing is blocked, it is not difficult to guess what the other person is saying from their lip movements.

"A very powerful Bankai, but at the same time, its drawbacks are also obvious."

As someone who's been there, Ukitake commented, "Your most fatal flaw is that you've become arrogant because of your own great abilities."

"Didn't the deputy captain of the firing range remind you never to reveal your intelligence to the enemy?"

"The reason why the 46th Chamber doesn't force captains to report the Bankai of their Zanpakuto is precisely this: if the enemy knows the corresponding information, they might be able to figure out a way to break it in advance."

"Now, Fengqiao Sanke, please show us your fighting techniques beyond Bankai."

Fengqiao Lou Shilang's face was extremely ugly. He never expected that the veteran captain would be so difficult to deal with.

He only said it casually, but Ukitake guessed the true nature of Kinsara's ability.

After taking several deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down, transformed the baton back into a Zanpakuto, gripped it tightly, and unleashed a surge of spiritual pressure.

His gaze gradually sharpened.

With a burst of speed, he charged towards Ukitake with unstoppable momentum.

Even if his Bankai is ineffective, he still has basic combat skills like the Slash Fist and the Demon Walker. He absolutely cannot fall at the last step of becoming a captain.

Behind him lies the hard work of his predecessors at the shooting range!

An approving look appeared on Ukitake's face.

Although he's not very bright, with this kind of drive, he can still achieve something in the future.

I've heard that my junior brother is extremely skilled at training Grim Reapers. Perhaps after the assessment, I could recommend Lou Shilang to him for further training.

Perhaps we can gain something from this.

While thinking, Ukitake parried Rojuro's attacks without feeling any strain.

The powerful effects of healthy bamboo are beginning to emerge.

"Hado #63: Thunder Roar Cannon!"

The moment he knocked Ukitake's Zanpakuto away with a single strike, Loujuro unleashed a burst of dazzling lightning, blasting a deep crater into the ground in front of him.

Ukitake, who should have stayed where he was, had somehow appeared behind him.

The two sides' basic numerical values ​​are not even on the same level.

If it weren't for testing the new captain's true strength for Yamamoto, he could have easily killed him when he deciphered his Bankai ability.

"It's very powerful, Lou Shilang."

"You've already passed my test."

Ukitake sheathed his sword and gestured to the captains on the high platform.

Seeing this, Yamamoto nodded, and Chojiro Sasakibe, who was standing next to him, immediately stepped forward and announced:

"The captain has passed the test. Next, Rojuro Hōhashi will serve as the captain of the Third Division."

"The inauguration ceremony will be held in three days!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the onlookers all looked bewildered. They were completely baffled by the battle and had no idea what was going on.

In terms of entertainment value alone, it was not as good as the previous two team leader assessments.

However, judging from his spiritual pressure, Rojuro is indeed qualified to serve as captain.

Just then, Ukitake came to Yamamoto's side and whispered a few words to him.

Upon seeing this, Fengqiao Lou Shilang suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.

Yamamoto's expression was initially calm, but as Ukitake spoke, a clear hint of dissatisfaction surfaced on his face.

"Captain Fengqiao, listen carefully to your first task after taking office as captain."

Lou Shilang immediately tensed up, his expression turning serious.

Yamamoto lowered his gaze and said in an unyielding tone:

"Reporting to the Shin-o Prison."

Lou Juro: "?"

Naraku Sora grinned and clapped in welcome.

Chapter 222 What does it mean to specialize in one's own field?

Look, in the faraway Zhenyang Prison, something wonderful is happening.

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