Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

Soul Society, the real world, and Hueco Mundo.

The three worlds are all equipped with spirit son monitoring devices. Although they cannot reach the level of detail, they can still accurately control the occurrence of major events.

To this, Yazhou also agreed wholeheartedly.

The negotiation between the two of them on authority was concluded in such a casual manner, completely bypassing the director, Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

When Sufeng came to the 12th Division's barracks to issue missions every three days and every five days, he had already been regarded by most of the 12th Division's soldiers as a direct superior similar to Kurotsuchi Mayuri.

Sometimes, his words are even more effective than Kurotsuchi Mayuri's.

After all, even Kurotsuchi Mayuri has to follow Sufeng's instructions most of the time.

After all, the current experimental funds of the Technology Development Bureau are all borne by the 9th Squad.

Although it is registered under the account of Kuchiki family.

But everyone knows that if it weren't for Sufeng, such reckless spending on the experiment would simply be impossible.

Zhuzhou faithfully carried out the orders of his sponsor and directly fixed 90% of the spirit particle monitoring devices in the world to the fixed location of the Soul Burial Practice, and directly synchronized them to the light curtain of the Spirit Wave Measurement Research Department, and forwarded them to fourteen research laboratories at the same time.

This is only because his authority is limited. Otherwise, Xizhou would even want to directly synchronize the entire Soul Society with all areas connected by light curtains.

"Lord Huzhou, is this an overreaction?"

Tsubo Rin was chewing some unknown snack and speaking incoherently.

He glanced at him with disdain and knocked his huge catfish-like head, making a banging sound: "Making a fuss out of nothing?"

"Anything involving Captain Sufeng should never be taken too seriously."

"Monitor the area you are responsible for, and there must not be any mistakes!"

"As you command, Lord Yizhou!"

…………

Spiritual Arts Academy.

On the roof of the dean's office.

In front of the quaint and elegant Chuanjie Gate.

"Let me first give a brief self-introduction."

A young man with the number six or nine tattooed on his face looked at the crowd expressionlessly and said indifferently:

"I am the Sixth Reincarnation, Hisagi Shuhei."

"The short one in the back is Crab Ze, and the tall one is Qinglu."

"We will be your guides for your soul burial practice today."

Although he tried his best to maintain the temperament and demeanor of a senior, Hisagi Shuhei could not hide the bitterness in his heart when he looked down at the silent and still I-Resurrected people below.

Is this guide really necessary?

As the sixth rebirth, who is about to graduate and has even been allowed to join the Gotei 13, he has not yet mastered the Shikai. Is he really qualified to lead this group of geniuses as a guide?

The reputation of Hitsugaya Toshiro had spread throughout the entire Maou Spiritual Academy as early as the first few days after he enrolled.

The other students in the academy were envious and jealous of the emergence of the genius.

But when she learned that he had mastered the Shikai, her original jealousy was replaced by bitterness.

It turns out that there really are such monsters in the world.

The exaggerated gap even made other students who were dubbed geniuses not have the slightest thought of catching up.

In the crowd, Hitsugaya Toshiro, who was only 1.2 meters tall, had a head of white hair and a cold expression that seemed to say "No Trespassing" and was particularly eye-catching.

And Abarai Renji, who was standing next to him, looked impatient.

"Hey, can you stay away from me, you bastard?!"

A low growl came out of his throat, highlighting Renci's impatience at the moment.

"No." Dong Shilang's response was particularly concise and firm.

He has always been harassed by Renci, and now he has finally turned the tables. How can he let this guy escape so easily?

"Please be quiet for a moment."

Although he is indeed a senior, he has no dignity in front of Yi Huisheng. After all, the Spiritual Arts Academy is a place that values ​​strength.

The girl named Kanizawa spoke up, "We will work in groups of three. We should have drawn lots in the classroom beforehand."

“The same patterns are grouped together.”

Renci took out a piece of paper with a skull printed on it and said disdainfully, "There's no point in dividing into groups. I can complete the Soul Burial Practice by myself."

"Then you can't beat me either." Dong Shilang stabbed him in the back.

Upon hearing this, Lianci was immediately furious and had the urge to draw his sword and kill the guy in front of him.

"You two, the world gate is about to open." Kirara Izuru, who was in the same group, carefully reminded them, "If you are left behind, you will not be able to participate in this soul burial practice."

Kira Izuru, who is known as a genius, has a good talent in both sword fighting and ghost fighting.

But he was still overwhelmed by Toushirou and Renji.

Now that he is assigned to the same group, he has to be more careful about his words and actions.

It is worth mentioning that Toshiro was not in the same group as Renji originally, but in order to annoy this guy, he took the initiative to find someone to change the draw.

The seemingly cool kid gradually develops a sinister personality as he gets along with Renci.

Hisagi Shuhei had no intention of intervening in the quarrel at the rear. He raised his Zanpakuto and pointed it straight ahead: "Untie the ingot!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual pressure flowed along the blade into the gate. With the burst of light, the gate opened to both sides.

"Take your hell butterflies and set off!"

…………

In this world, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky, and the moonlight is like water.

The architecture, which is completely different from the style of Soul Society, is reflected in the depths of the students' pupils.

The deserted streets were filled with deathly silence.

“Divide into groups and start the action.” Hisagi Shuhei issued a dispersed order and divided the corresponding areas. “Follow the ritual process of soul burial and do not do anything unnecessary…”

Before he could finish his words, he saw the troublemaker in the team showing signs of movement.

"Xiaobai, have you realized..."

Renji had a solemn expression, his left hand resting on the scabbard at his waist, a faint spiritual pressure glowing around him.

Toushirou took the same stance, with his right hand on his Zanpakutō, and took over the conversation:

"It's a bit too quiet around here..."

Chapter 213: Despicable Fighting, the Protagonist's Template of Exploding Before the Battle

The soul burial internship had not yet begun, but the accident had already happened.

The performance of the genius duo immediately put Hisagi Shuhei on alert.

He immediately drew out his Zanpakutō with his backhand, and the shining blade reflected an icy cold light under the moonlight.

He looked around with a grim look, trying to find the danger the two had mentioned.

"Xiubing, you are too nervous."

Qinglu comforted him, "There is nothing abnormal in the spiritual pressure sensing range."

"Moreover, this area is designated as a soul burial training area by the 13th Division. All dangers have been eliminated."

Upon hearing this, Hisagi Shuhei’s frown relaxed a little: “That being said, I still have a feeling of uneasiness.”

"Your feeling is correct." Hitsugaya Toushirou said expressionlessly, "Based on actual combat experience, even in the quietest areas of the living world, it is impossible for there to be no sound at all."

"Captain Sufeng once taught us that the weak should never be taken lightly."

Abarai Renji drew out his Zanpakutō, and his violent spiritual pressure ran wild, causing the students standing beside him to look frightened.

This monster's spiritual pressure seems to be stronger.

They instinctively moved away from the two of them to minimize the pressure they suffered.

"There are only two possibilities for this to happen."

He looked around, his eyes showing a burning desire to fight, "One is that all the Hollows and Allies in this area die."

"The second is that there are powerful beings far superior to them nearby!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he and Hitsugaya Toshiro looked up at the sky together.

Under the cold moonlight, the void seemed to be brutally torn apart by the claws of some giant creature, and irregular cracks extended to both sides along the deep darkness.

An invisible pressure spread out and gradually enveloped the city.

In the dark cavity, slow and heavy footsteps were heard, and every step seemed to fall on everyone's heart, and every beat of the heart was in sync with the rhythm of the footsteps.

As the footsteps approached, the congestion in my heart reached its peak and it could explode like a balloon at any time.

A tall and thin figure walked out of the black cavity and stood openly under the moonlight, releasing violent and crazy spiritual pressure wantonly, with a faint materialized glow lingering around him.

The black medium-length hair parted in the middle fell down, covering the left eye. The bone mask like an eyepatch was tightly tied on the slender cheek, and the disgusted expression revealed contempt for everything.

The decoration on the round collar is particularly eye-catching, but what is even more eye-catching is the huge weapon wrapped around the waist.

Two giant crescent-shaped sickles were pressed together at the bulge, and the concave blades were glowing with a chilling light.

There was a chain tied to the handle of the knife, wrapped around her slender waist and hanging straight down.

Hisagi Shuhei looked nervously towards the figure in the sky, his tense body trembling uncontrollably.

never had!

Unprecedented despair and fear!

Even if the other party didn't say a word and just stood under the moonlight, the tyrannical aura seemed to be a living thing that constantly eroded his body and even his soul.

His whole body was stiff and cold, as if he had fallen into the bottom of hell. Countless pairs of invisible hands were tearing everything from him. His limbs were torn off, his mouth was torn apart, and he couldn't make even a sound.

At the moment, Hisagi Shuhei doesn't even have the strength to draw his sword.

Facing those condescending gazes, the students were like lambs to be slaughtered, and only endless death awaited them!

"Are these the goals this time?"

The man spoke, his neat white teeth making people feel creepy, "You are so weak and pathetic."

"If you throw it into Hueco Mundo, you won't be able to survive even a day, right?"

"Weak people have no value in living, and even breathing is a waste of air."

He lifted the chain wrapped around his waist and gripped the hilt with his slender fingers. The materialized spiritual pressure light gradually condensed on the crescent-shaped sickle.

"So, you'd better go die!"

The sickle swung down without warning, a violent wind whistled in, and the aftermath was like a tornado that instantly enveloped all the students in the academy.

"Sitting on the frost sky, Hyorinmaru!"

A loud shout was heard among the crowd, and an extremely cold current erupted from below. Azure icicles rushed upward from the bottom, instantly freezing the moisture in the atmosphere and causing the temperature around to drop sharply.

The icicle moved forward and collided directly with the crescent-shaped sickle that was swinging down.

The violent collision created ripples in the sky, and visible ice fragments flew around like bullets, slamming into the buildings, causing them to collapse and the ground to crack.

The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, and messy snowflakes were floating in the air. The temperature in the air dropped several degrees, and the bone-chilling cold covered an area of ​​dozens of miles.

Hisagi Shuhei turned around in shock, hardly daring to believe his eyes.

In the crowd, a short figure was holding a slender blade with a chain. At the end of the chain, the crescent-shaped blade trembled lightly, like the tail of some creature.

Is this true genius?

Hitsugaya Toshiro gritted his teeth and faced the enormous pressure coming down from the sky with unwillingness.

It seemed that he had temporarily repelled the opponent, but he knew better than anyone that it was just a casual attack.

That weird-looking man definitely has the ability to defeat me easily.