Bleach: The Self-Disciplined Captain of Seireitei

To some extent, he at this moment is somewhat similar to the new captain of the 5th Division, Sosuke Aizen.

"Practice."

Su Feng responded with a neither humble nor arrogant attitude, "Self-disciplined practice is the only way to become stronger."

"After all, a weak captain is not what Soul Society wants to see."

"This statement is reasonable, isn't it?"

After the words were spoken, the dojo remained silent.

Different eyes looked at Su Feng from different angles, most of them were admiration.

He dared to express his own theory even when the captain was about to explode.

It was enough to make them admire him.

The assessment battle hasn't even started yet, but he has already appointed himself as the captain.

Boy, you are really brave!

as predicted.

After these words were spoken, Yamamoto Genryusai's old face became even darker.

Even Dong Xianyao's expression not far away was not very good.

But because this guy is originally a charcoal, it is difficult to tell his expression.

This reason.

This caused Yamamoto Genryusai, who was about to explode, to pause.

Anyone with a normal brain.

No one would speak out directly and provocatively in such a situation.

But obviously.

This third officer of the 9th Squad is very abnormal.

Just from the rumors about Soul Society, we can get a glimpse of it.

Is there any god of death who calls doing 100 push-ups and running 10 kilometers a day as spiritual practice?

Even a first-time student from the Spiritual Arts Academy could easily achieve this level!

“Just barely.”

Yamamoto Genryusai restrained his aura, and his old voice echoed in the dojo.

“But practice also depends on the situation.”

"I won't argue with you this time. Let's prepare for the assessment battle!"

When he found that he could not achieve his goal of suppressing Sufeng, he turned everyone's attention back to today's topic.

Assessment battle!

The battle to decide who will be the captain of the 9th squad!

When the captain, deputy captain, fourth officer, sixth officer and seventh officer were all wiped out.

Only Tsunayashiro Sufu and Tosen Kaname are qualified to compete.

"The Five Seats of the Eastern Immortals."

Su Feng looked at Dong Xian Yao who was not far away and smiled gently, "Are you ready?"

Faced with the provocation, Dongxian remained silent and simply placed his right hand on the scabbard on his left.

There was no detectable change in emotion in those completely white pupils.

Everything about him was hidden under the bone-like mask.

"It's quite an imposing manner."

Kyoraku Shunsui adjusted his straw raincoat and his lazy eyes wandered between the two of them.

"In that case, let's get started."

The moment the words fell.

Two powerful spiritual pressures burst out instantly, forming materialized pillars of light that surged above the dojo.

The stone slabs underfoot made a sound of being unable to bear the weight under the impact of this spiritual pressure, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on them.

The strong wind whistled, stirring up the wind and sweeping across the entire dojo.

The onlookers, whether the captain or the team members, all showed shocked expressions.

In fact, some of the chief officers from other squads were stunned, looking as if they couldn't believe the reality.

You are all obviously officials in charge, so how come the two of you are secretly taking extra lessons?

Out of nowhere, there was a sudden outburst of such a high level of spiritual pressure. How could we continue to slack off?

The officials looked at each other and saw the depressed looks on each other's faces.

On the contrary, the captains of the audience looked at the huge Reiatsu like a beam of light with admiring eyes, and couldn't help admiring it.

"The spiritual pressure of the two officers has actually reached the captain level."

"It looks like whoever wins will be eligible to serve as the captain of the 9th Division."

"It has only been three years since Sufeng Sanxi joined the Ninth Division. He truly lives up to the name of a genius."

Materialized spiritual pressure.

They were facing each other in the dojo.

Faintly, a dazzling beam of light formed, tearing through the surrounding air.

The soldiers watching the battle from afar felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation, as if their throats were being strangled.

Facing Dongxian Yao, Sufeng was not careless.

After being self-disciplined for a long time, he now needs a qualified opponent to measure his current combat power level.

Dongxian Yao is undoubtedly very suitable.

"Third seat of Sufeng, please be careful."

Dongxian insisted on adhering to the principles of sparring and did not forget to give a reminder before the battle.

A bright light flashed on its left side, and the sword was unsheathed in an instant, making a clear sound and flying straight into the wind.

Its momentum was so swift, like a howling gale, sweeping across the entire dojo in an instant!

when!

The sound of metal clashing between two objects reverberated and echoed.

Under the bone mask, a hint of surprise appeared on Tosen's calm face.

The tremendous power coming from the Zanpakutō is totally unlike what a normal Shinigami should have.

And it is still increasing, as if there is no upper limit!

Su Feng's lips were slightly raised, and he exuded a confident temperament, which added a bit of charm to him.

His strength is not limited to the spiritual pressure level.

While completing self-discipline tasks, you will occasionally elevate the essence of your soul.

Not much though.

But over time, the already tenacious soul becomes even stronger.

This also made it almost impossible for Sufeng to find an opponent who could fight against him under the same spiritual pressure.

"This level of power..."

"You are far from qualified to be the captain of the 9th squad."

It seemed as if lightning was dancing in Sufeng's pupils.

"The Five Seats of the Eastern Immortals."

boom!

A vast force burst out, and Dongxian was sent flying backwards in an instant.

He immediately stabbed the blade into the ground with his backhand, plowing a deep groove.

"Has he been completely crushed in terms of strength?"

Tosen Kaname muttered to himself as he stood up, holding his Zanpakutō high in his right hand and erecting it in front of him, with strong spiritual pressure waves blooming around him.

In Yu Sufeng's vision, the person in front of him seemed to have suddenly been stripped of all color, leaving only light black and white.

At this moment, the world fell silent.

The clear sound of insects echoed above the dojo.

Dongxian raised the blade in his hand, spiritual pressure vibrated on it, and low words of declaration of war were mixed in with the buzzing sound of insects.

"Cry, clear the insects!"

Chapter 3 Mastering All Schools is the Eight Thousand Schools

The clear chirping of insects echoed, vibrating between Sufeng's eardrums, like a drill, tearing towards deeper depths.

The sound waves materialized and spread out like ripples, with Dongxian Yao as the center.

In just a moment, Su Feng was completely enveloped.

The spiritual pressure burst out, creating a violent wind that swept across the dojo.

The transition from silence to noise only takes a moment.

The sudden release of the ritual made the captain of the spectators look surprised, but at the same time he acted as if it was a matter of course.

Although Dong Xian Yao was only a fifth-rank official, he had demonstrated amazing talent.

Long before he joined the Gotei 13, he had already mastered the true name of his Zanpakutō and displayed his Shikai many times in battle.

Otherwise, he would not be listed as one of the captain candidates.

The sound waves vibrated and covered Sufeng's whole body.

The spiritual pressure rolled back, whistling in all directions.

Facing the pressure-filled Qingchong Yishi, Sufeng did not take it seriously.

If it was Tosen Yao who had fully grown up, he might still care a little more.

But the current Dongxian is just a stepping stone for him to enter a higher realm.

"Breaking Path No. 63: Thunder Roar Cannon."

Su Feng raised his left hand horizontally, opened his lips slightly, and the spiritual pressure gathered in the palm of his hand.

The dazzling golden light bloomed in an instant, like a scorching sun.

The Death Soldier soldiers who were watching from a distance subconsciously raised their hands to cover themselves.

Boom!

The violent thunder suppressed the buzzing sounds of insects. Under Yu Sufeng's control, a burst of lightning tore through the air and headed straight for Dongxian Yao.

The dojo was filled with dazzling light.

Caught off guard, Tosen Kaname only had time to hold his Zanpakutō horizontally in front of him.

Golden lightning exploded on the blade, pushing the opponent back several steps.

Seeing this, the captains looked even more surprised.

"It's surprising that the Chant of Destruction can be so powerful."

The surprise on Aizen's face didn't seem fake, "Perhaps the three seats of Sufu are more suitable for the Kidōshu than the Gotei 13."

"Don't jump to conclusions, Captain Aizen."

At some point, Kyoraku Shunsui's hat had moved above his sight, and his pair of cynical eyes also remained on the dojo.