Bleach: Traveling through Soi-Fong, Starting from Bankai

He calmed down and continued:

"It's a suspension, not a dismissal."

"And tell me yourself, is there any difference between the 11th Division with you or without you?"

"hey-hey……"

Yamamoto snorted in frustration and said:

"I've checked. Over at the 11th Division, the guys from the shooting range are in charge of the team affairs."

"During daily training, that brat named Zaraki is always taking care of us."

"If you go out for a year, it won't be a big problem."

Broken Bee is still arguing:

"You can't suspend me!"

"It's so embarrassing to say it out loud!!"

Yamamoto ignored Soi Fong's arguments and said:

“Suspension does not require a meeting.”

Soi Fong:?

"Captain, I think that's great. I was just..."

Yamamoto continued to attack:

"The captain's salary will continue as is, and you will receive an additional salary as vice-president of the Shinyang Spiritual Arts Academy."

Soi Fong:?

"I'm sorry, Captain-General."

"I was a little loud just now. I apologize."

Yamamoto humphed and continued:

"It's for your own good that I'm letting you go to the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"In the battle just now, I noticed that you didn't use the ghost way to fight at all."

"Uh... I used [Shunken]..."

Yamamoto raised his eyebrows after hearing this:

"That quick and clumsy boiler-burning method of the Shifengyuan family?!"

“Soulless!!”

Soi Feng chose to shut up and sit still.

The person in front of me wants to give me double salary, no need to punch in, and just do a nominal job at the school.

Whatever he says now is right.

Yamamoto continued to curse angrily:

"You are now relying entirely on the superior performance of your Zanpakutō, dragging the entire person flying!"

"Even though I've added the sword energy of Iai Slash, it's no different from just flying over and swinging a knife!"

"And the development of the Zanpakutō is a complete waste!!"

"You've only learned the technique of Containing Thunder in the Edge in three years? Too slow!!"

Yamamoto sighed heavily and commented:

"At first I thought you were a genius, that you could learn Bankai and become a captain at the third seat."

"Then I discovered that your knife was the genius!"

"For the past three years, you haven't used your Bankai at all, and your progress in developing your Shikai is worrying."

He rubbed his temples to calm the throbbing veins on his bald head, and then said:

"Spend a year at the Spiritual Arts Academy to fully comprehend the true meaning of the Four Arts of [Slashing, Punching, and Walking]."

"Also, come to my place for three kendo lessons a week."

"Go to Suzube's place once a week to learn the correct use of a lightning-attribute Zanpakutō."

Broken Bee nodded like a chick pecking at rice:

"Mmmmmmm!"

She finally understood that Yamamoto was going to give her some special treatment!

This isn't a suspension or transfer, this is paid further study!!

"Okay, let's go back!"

"I'll have the Sparrow Department draft a formal document about the specific time and announce it at the captain's meeting."

Yamamoto drew his sword and stood up, extinguishing the flames.

"Yes!"

Soi Fong followed Yamamoto and left the dark underground cave.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

A figure emerged from the wall naturally, looked in the direction where the two men were going, and muttered to himself:

"Aizen...Sosuke?"

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It took more than half an hour for Soi Fong and Yamamoto to pass through layers of "killing stones" and return to the ground.

"Old man, can I ask Captain Unohana to come over and treat your eyes?"

Soi-Feng asked.

But Yamamoto shook his head and said:

"Don't worry about it, just go back."

"During the time you were away, there was a little excitement in the 11th Division."

"A little excitement?"

Soi Feng was curious and immediately bowed and left.

Yamamoto remained silent as he watched Soi Fong disappear in an instant.

For a long time, he muttered to himself silently:

"Is that Aizen Sosuke?"

"Let me see how far you can go."

Soi Fong didn't hear what Yamamoto said.

In a few quick steps, she arrived at the door of her own squad.

As soon as she entered the gate, she heard bursts of fighting and cheers.

"Training?"

Soi Feng was a little surprised.

It's already past lunchtime.

Generally speaking, the members of the 11th Squadron at this moment follow a schedule that starts at sunset and ends at rest, and will no longer train.

At this time, most members should be doing some simple conditioning and relaxation at the physiotherapy center jointly opened by the Fourth Division.

Soi Feng also took several medicinal baths there, which were very effective in relieving fatigue.

In addition, the squad canteen is open until late at night and provides a variety of nutritious and affordable meals.

This spot also attracts some big eaters to stay there.

In addition, today is a day off, so the team members often like to go to Xiguan Life Street, have a few drinks, and get together with friends from other teams.

"No matter how you think about it, you're not going to the training hall to play against each other on this precious weekend night, are you?"

There are soldiers who practice hard at night, but they rarely fight so lively.

Soi Feng was a little curious, so she followed the sound and came to the training venue that was built at a huge cost.

There was a lot of people inside.

Pushing open the door, Soi Fong ignored the pressure brought by the "Zhan" written by Yamamoto himself and looked towards the ring.

I saw an arrogant and violent bald man with eye shadow and a seductive long-haired man with flying false eyelashes standing back to back in the center of the venue, holding knives and facing the siege of dozens of soldiers.

“Oh la la oh la oh la oh la!! Come on!!————”

The bald man was fighting to his heart's content, shouting loudly and full of momentum.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"Hold on for just one more minute, and all the money will be ours!!"

Soi Fong:?

I heard a childish voice next to me:

"Ah, Captain Soi-san!"

Soi-Fong looked down and saw that it was Kusaka Yachiryu.

The pink-haired girl sat in front of a table. On the table was a piece of white paper with two lines of words written in a crooked manner:

The "Bald Group" lasted ten minutes.

The "30-man fishing group" has lost two-thirds of its members.

There were a lot of coins pressed on both sides of the two lines of words, and Yaqianliu was counting them with a smile.

While counting, she smiled and asked:

"Sister, do you want to place a bet?"

Suifeng's eyebrows twitched, and veins popped out.

"Da! Mae! Tian!!——"

Seeing Soi Fong coming back, Omaeda Kichiyo, who was trying to sneak away, was shocked and shouted:

"arrive!!"

"I won't be here for a few days!"

"How dare you open a handicap?!"

"Captain!! Let me explain!"

Chapter 138: Geng Mu knocks on the bald head, pink hair opens the market

"That's how it is."

With dark circles under her eyes, Omaeda Kichiyo confessed to the violations.

"So, two guys from Rukongai came to seek refuge with Kenpachi Zaraki."

"And you, boy—"

"So you're setting odds on their competition?"

Looking at the two people who successfully defended the ring for ten minutes and were celebrating.

Soi Fong finally understood the whole story.

Although these two people are young, they are not difficult to recognize. They are Madarame and Ayasegawa Yumichika from the 11th Division in the original work.

The two are under Kenpachi Zaraki's command, one holds the third seat and the other holds the fifth seat.

It is worth noting that Ayasegawa Yumichika voluntarily chose the fifth seat because he felt that the fourth seat sounded too unpleasant.

In other words, these two were originally members of the 11th Division.

These two followed Kenpachi Zaraki to join the 11th Division, and soon they had conflicts with the team members.