Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Abarai Renji scratched his cheek and asked with a wry smile, "Who is stronger, you or Lord Sufeng?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the dojo fell into deathly silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Abarai Renji.

They had always assumed the worst of this brainless red-haired reckless man, but they had never expected that he would even ask such a question.

They would call it the most reckless!

"This is a really difficult question." Unohana Retsu chuckled, not showing any sign of anger, "But I happen to know the answer to this question."

"But rather than answering with words, let the facts speak for you."

"Lord Sufeng, are you interested in a pure sword battle?"

As the words fell, a white figure slowly walked into the dojo, and a calm voice echoed in the empty space:

"Since Sister Hua invites me, it's fine."

Two brand new bamboo swords were handed to the two men, and they immediately got into fighting stances again.

At this moment, the students at the edge of the dojo clearly noticed that the smile on Unohana Retsu's delicate face was much gentler than before.

Bamboo knives are handed over and divided at the touch of a finger.

After a brief moment of silence, a violent attack like a storm broke out in an instant. The crisp sound of the bamboo swords struck continuously like a line, like an endless high-pitched sound that would not be interrupted, impacting the eardrums of the students.

The two men remained standing in their original positions, but the intersection of their bamboo swords drew out beautiful pictures, and the communication between the kendo masters was presented to everyone in the form of a light curtain.

After a moment's hesitation, Abarai Renji's eyes became more fanatical, his wide-open eyes were filled with countless bloodshot, and he stared at the trajectory of the bamboo sword, trying to learn something from it.

However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not tell which bamboo sword was Sufeng's and which was Unohana Retsu's.

At his current level, he can't even watch the game.

The kendo battle did not last too long. After decades of study, Sufeng had improved his original kendo level and was now on the same level as Unohana Retsu.

He may be slightly lacking in experience, but it is enough for him to win battles from time to time when facing Unohana Retsu who has unleashed all his fighting skills.

Because of this, he was increasingly favored by Unohana Retsu, and the relationship between the two became closer.

Snapped!

The tips of the bamboo swords touched each other, ending this exciting kendo battle.

Taking into consideration the presence of fellow students nearby, both of them were restrained.

Otherwise, even if they only used bamboo swords, the aftermath of the battle would be enough to crush these geniuses into meat paste.

After briefly explaining the time for the next fight, Unohana Retsu ended the kendo class and left the Spiritual Arts Academy with a satisfied look on his face.

After watching him go away, Sufeng turned around and looked at the students in front of him with his arms folded.

Shiba Isshin also appeared beside him at the right time, looking at everyone with the same gaze.

The two captains looked down, and for a moment, the sense of oppression was overwhelming.

The students lowered their heads nervously, fearing that they would be singled out as examples.

After a long while, Su Feng's gentle voice rang out in the dojo, breaking the silence:

"A good news and a bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Chapter 200: As long as you can't kill him, beat him to death

"good news!"

"bad news!"

Hitsugaya Toshiro and Abarai Renji answered at the same time. Captain Sufeng, who was feared by others, was relatively "friendly" in their eyes.

At least, compared to other captains, they knew this gentle young man in front of them better.

"Let me tell you the bad news first." Su Feng said calmly, "Someone has already reported to me about the two of you fighting without permission in the prohibited private fighting area of ​​the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"There should be appropriate punishment for this."

"Others, please take note. These two are typical examples. Before you violate the rules of the academy, think about whether you are strong enough."

Upon hearing this, Toushirou and Renji felt a jolt in their hearts at the same time, as if they had already seen their own tragic future.

"The good news is that I will be teaching your kendo classes from time to time, and I have also used my power to replace the teacher for the practical classes."

Su Feng's mouth curled up, as if he had already seen the miserable lives of these freshmen.

Although he did not suffer much during his time as a student in the academy, this did not prevent him from tearing apart the umbrellas of those who came after him.

After all, watching others get wet in the rain is a blessing.

"There is such a good thing?" Abarai Renji was stunned, then his face flushed and he became extremely excited.

Among all the people present, no one understood better than him the terrifying strength of Captain Sufeng.

For him, being able to receive Lord Sufeng's teachings is a great blessing.

Compared to this, punishment is nothing.

The expressions of the students were different, some were nervous, some were anxious, some were yearning, and some were expectant, but none of them showed disgust or rejection.

Through Unohana Retsu's kendo lesson, everyone discovered their own weaknesses in kendo.

If this continues, our strength will surely improve by leaps and bounds.

The only pity is that as the captain, Sufeng cannot serve as a kendo teacher for a long time.

"Okay, that's all for today's kendo lesson."

Sufeng pressed his palms together, "Toushirou, Renci, you two come over here, along with Hime and Rukia."

For the thorns, appropriate knocking is required.

Otherwise, once it grows crooked, it will be very difficult to straighten it back.

Sufeng led a group of four people and left the Spiritual Arts Academy directly.

Although students need to obtain approval from teachers or the dean before leaving the hospital, the security guards usually won't stop them when they see Sufeng's white skin.

In places like the Soul Art Institute in Seireitei, the captain still has extremely high power.

The 9th Squad’s barracks, on training ground number 4.

Under the scorching sun, a burly shirtless figure was crouching on the ground, his metal-like muscles seemed to breathe, moving up and down in rhythm with his breathing.

His limbs and back were all wrapped in white bandages.

That is one of the research results of the Technology Development Bureau. It is a gravity bandage created by decomposing and studying the sacred artifact of the Shifengyuan family and using it as a blueprint.

When wrapped around an enemy, the degree of gravity can be adjusted by injecting spiritual pressure.

But in Yamada Hanatarō's place, it has become a spiritual tool used exclusively for spiritual practice.

Sensing Sufeng's arrival, Yamada Hanatarō stopped his training, stood up and bowed respectfully:

"team leader."

He still has great respect for Sufeng, who changed the trajectory of his life.

If there was some resentment in my heart at the beginning, now there is only gratitude and loyalty.

At least, his elder brother, Seinosuke Yamada, also accepted his change.

Su Feng took a look at the burly figure in front of him and nodded with satisfaction: "As expected of Hana Taro."

“This tenacity alone is worth learning for the whole team.”

During these decades, Yamada Hanatarō has been completely integrated into the 9th Squad and was appointed by Sufeng as the head of the 1st Squad.

The so-called first team is composed of the soldiers who underwent the hell training under Madarame.

There are only dozens of people.

But compared to the number of soldiers in the 9th Squad, it is also a pretty strong team.

Yamada Hanatarō has led the First Team to Rukongai and even the human world to carry out missions many times. Although there have been occasional casualties, they have always been kept within an acceptable range.

As the Grim Reaper is a high-risk profession, it is already an outrageous thing that the casualty rate can be controlled within a certain range.

This shows the reliability of the First Squad of the Ninth Division.

Of course, Hanatarō Yamada's contribution also accounts for a large proportion.

Many years ago, his strength had already reached the standard vice-captain level, and now he can be regarded as the best among the vice-captains.

His berserker style of fighting, in which he traded injuries for injuries, frightened countless rebels and villains.

Have you ever seen a fighting style where one would crush the enemy's head as if it were a watermelon?

This has become the norm for Hanatarō Yamada.

Trade injury for injury, fight for life.

When his injuries reached their limit, he stabbed himself in the chest with his backhand, instantly releasing his Zanpakuto Humaru, and became a hero again.

Not only that, Huwan, which has absorbed the injury, can burst out with a powerful blow that is enough to kill Killian instantly.

After recovering from his injuries, Yamada Hanatarō once again entered berserker mode, practicing this unstoppable fighting style over and over again.

Unless he is forcibly bound and sealed with the Binding Technique, or is killed instantly, he will only become stronger and stronger until all enemies are killed.

"These two guys violated the rules of the Spiritual Arts Academy. The normal punishment is a bit too light for them."

Su Feng pointed at two figures beside him, one tall and one short, and said, "Let them experience fighting with you."

"As long as you can't beat him to death, you'll beat him to death."

"As you command, Captain!"

Hanatarō had a kind smile on his face as he looked down at Renji and Toushirou.

The huge shadow that suddenly approached enveloped the two of them, and a terrifying aura like a natural enemy lingered around them.

Instinctively, the red and white duo felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts.

"Please follow me, both of you."

Hanatarō invited, "This isn't the place to fight."

Gollum—

Staring at the big guy in front of them, the two swallowed their saliva at the same time, and then looked at each other at the same time, and they saw fear in each other's eyes.

The aura of this guy in front of me is so scary...

"Rukia, go and supervise and help Hanatarō with the first aid measures."

Su Feng waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Otherwise, if we don't rescue them in time, we may never see these two guys again."

"Yes, Lord Sufeng!" Rukia raised the corners of her mouth, extremely excited.

She would never refuse anything that would allow her to watch a show and enjoy the show.

Soon, Sufeng and Feizhen were the only ones left in training ground No. 3.

"Lord Sufeng..." Fei Zhen took a deep breath and hesitated to speak.

"You should know why I called you here, right?" Sufeng walked to an open space, spread out his five fingers, and emerald green spiritual pressure dissipated from his fingertips.

"Because of Byakuya-sama?"

"Yes and no."

The spiritual pressure emanating from the fingertips condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and gradually evolved into a huge elliptical barrier, which looked somewhat similar to Tosen Kaname's Yanma Cricket Barrier.

"How long do you plan to stay around?"

The sudden questioning made Feizhen look panicked. She had no idea what was going on.

At this moment, a pair of big hands pressed on her shoulders, and the familiar breath immediately made the nervous Feizhen feel at ease.

"Don't worry, this guy seems to be talking to me."

Kuchiki Byakuya, wearing a white haori, walked out from behind and stood in front of Hime.

"Hey, who are you trying to show off to?"

Su Feng said dissatisfiedly, "If it weren't for your pleading, would I have put so much effort into it?"