Bleach: Seireitei's self-disciplined captain

First team team building and tea room.

After receiving the summons from the Technology Development Bureau, Yamamoto Motoryuzai had already prepared the premium hagororomotea that Kuchiki Yinling had sent.

Although it is somewhat unreasonable for the teacher to clean up the dust for his disciples.

But Su Feng, as a hero who saved the soul world, this kind of treatment is nothing.

The fragrance of tea wafted up, two figures, one old and one young, sat cross-legged in front of the tea table, looking at each other at the same level.

…………

"That's what happened in the first battle of the virtual circle."

Su Feng recounted the whole process, even the assistance from Quincy's side was not missed, except that Mocheng Shuangye's whereabouts were not mentioned.

It is also a small selfishness.

In fact, from a certain point of view, Mojo City Shuang is also very similar to Nirvana Yuri, and both of them have a morbid attachment to a certain purpose.

This kind of psychology generally has a great relationship with his childhood experience.

Like Mole City Shuangye, he watched Mole City's house rise and then saw it collapse. In the end, stimulated by his sister's death, he understood the meaning of Yulu Zheliu and killed everyone present. A clean one.

His sister's final entrustment also became Mocheng Shuangye's lifelong concern.

Adhering to the duty of the god of death, annihilate the evil in the world.

Afterwards, after this defeat, he learned the truth of the world from Su Feng, and under his persuasion, he resolutely embarked on a new path.

But ultimately, it is still to fulfill the duty of the God of Death.

But this time, he placed his hope on Su Feng.

In comparison.

Nirvana Mayuri is a born pervert.

"The Quincy..."

Yamamoto Genryusai's slightly closed eyelids were raised, like a sleeping old lion, and he inadvertently revealed a substantial murderous intention, which immediately caused the temperature in the tea room to drop sharply.

Brutal spiritual pressure then filled the air, and the whole building suddenly made an overwhelmed sound.

Sufeng stared at the old man in front of him in surprise. He thought he had highly estimated the opponent's strength, but in the end he still underestimated it.

The God of Death's limit was far from as low as he thought.

Now, he is just getting started.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure." After coming back to his senses, Yamamoto Genryusai's eyelids drooped again, and his whole body returned to his usual calm appearance.

"You should also know about the battle in Soul Society back then, right?"

Hearing this, Sufeng nodded: "Do you know something about the battle between the Thirteenth First Generation Gotei and the Star Cross Knights?"

"Most of the captains of the original Gotei 13 were killed in that battle, and the Quincy side suffered heavy losses. Even Yhwach, the Emperor of the Invisible Empire, was 'died' in that battle."

He deliberately emphasized the word "death".

It's not that I want to remind Yamamoto Genryusai, but that I'm reminding myself.

In addition to Aizen, what needs more attention is the power of the Invisible Empire.

"The current Quincy did not participate in the war that year."

Yamamoto Genryusai said calmly, "So, they can continue to live in this world as humans."

"But what surprises me is that the Quincy's ability is actually the nemesis of Mole City Shuangya."

"The result of this battle is enough for me to convey a qualified answer to Room 46."

In fact, when Sufeng chose to face Mole City Shuangye alone.

Zhenyang Room 46 is no longer worthy of pointing fingers on this matter.

As the dogs of the five nobles, what qualifications do they have to evaluate the way their owners do things?

After this battle, Yamamoto Genryusai looked at Sufeng with a little more trust.

As expected, my vision has not completely declined with age.

least……

This newly acquired disciple is sincerely willing to protect Soul Society and even the balance of the Three Realms.

After thinking about this, he slowly said again: "Now that the matter is over, let's continue studying Yuanliu."

"Anyway, you will usually leave the affairs of Division 9 to Vice Captain Matsumoto Rangiku and Third Seat Ise Nanao."

Hear this.

Su Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he stared at the old man in front of him with disbelief. Veins appeared on his forehead: "Taking fish can't be considered laziness... Fishing... Besides, can the captain's matter be considered laziness?"

What followed was a lot of words that Yamamoto Genryusai said that were difficult to understand, such as world peace and the balance of the three realms.

Although he was caught on the spot by his immediate superior, Sufeng insisted on his own opinion and promised that he would never change.

After the two finished drinking tea, they appeared in the newly built dojo of the First Team.

Looking at the familiar architectural style and the extremely exaggerated materials, the expensive murderous stones are dotted from time to time.

Su Feng knew from the bottom of his heart that the Kuchimu family was responsible for paying for the construction of this building.

At such a time, no matter how hard-spoken he is, he has to admit one thing, in terms of trenches, the Kuchiki family is the real big dog.

Although the Tsunayashiro family is rich, they are somewhat inferior compared to the Kuchiki family who do not regard money as money.

"The basic fighting method of the Reaper is chopping fists and walking ghosts."

Yamamoto Genryusai took off his captain, Haori, and even half of his Death Tyrant costume, revealing that the upper half of his body was covered with criss-crossing hideous scars.

What is more eye-catching is the knotted muscles, which are distinct, like granite.

Under the sunlight, it exudes a metallic luster.

Although he was old, his tendons were more terrifying than those of young people.

Just standing there gives people an unimaginable sense of oppression.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

Yamamoto Motoyanagi raised his white eyebrows, "Take off your clothes, otherwise how would you study?"

"I want to take it off too?!" Surprised, Su Feng hesitated, "Is this a bit..."

"Nonsense, if you don't take it off, the explosion of Reiatsu will shatter Captain Haori and Shiba outfits."

Yamamoto Genryusai explained, "The techniques I taught you today are essentially derived from the Shunkaku passed down through generations of the Shifengin family."

Under the urging of Mr. Yamamoto, Sufeng slowly took off his feathery fabric and his death-defying uniform.

There is muscle, but not much.

Compared to ordinary people, it can only be said that he has a good figure, but compared to the terrifying posture of Yamamoto Genryusai, he is somewhat inferior.

It can only be said that in terms of attractiveness, Yamamoto Genryusai is more attracted to men.

"Weak body..."

Yamamoto Genryusai looked at it and snorted disdainfully, "Fortunately, the reiatsu is still qualified, and it meets the conditions for learning."

"What I'm teaching you today is to use the fists of Zhan Fist and Zou Gui, which means fighting in vain!"

"This technique is called Bone Flow!"

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After a day of study, Sufeng finally understood why Genryu had not been popularized in Soul Society. Even Kyōraku Shunsui and Ukitake Jūshirō, who were the proud disciples of Yamamoto Genryusai, failed to grasp all the essence.

Mainly because the teaching method of this old man Yamamoto is a bit too close to the people.

Sufeng put on his captain Yu Zhi, and instinctively recalled the teaching process just now in his mind.

"Come on, Sufeng, get ready. I can only use three points of force for this move."

“I’ll use my body to remember and comprehend!”

"It's too slow. With such a learning speed, when will I be able to master the Bone Flow?!"

"This punch is five points strong!"

…

And as expected, the newly built dojo collapsed again, and ruins filled the area near the dojo.

Vice-captain Jiro Takububujiro was on the sidelines, writing down the losses with a calm face, preparing to submit a fiscal deficit report to the Kuchiki family again.

He has done related things countless times.

Simply don't be too skilled.

The style of the first team is getting more and more crooked.

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The ninth division team building.

Su Feng returned to his room. He lazily sank into the soft sofa like a salted fish that had lost its highlights.

The high-intensity battle left him physically and mentally exhausted. Although his recovery ability was first-rate, the mental fatigue could not be easily eliminated.

At this time, it is best to go to Flower Street...

"Captain!" A lusty figure burst into the room very recklessly.

The moment she entered the door, Matsumoto Rangiku noticed the salted fish lying on the sofa. She was glad that the salted fish was not missing any body parts, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When she went to Hueco Mundo to fight Mole City Souya, she was still on an investigative mission with Ise Nanao in Rukongai.

I almost thought I would never see Sufeng for the last time.

"Don't touch it, there's nothing missing anywhere!" Su Feng pushed away the restless little hands and resisted, "I'm just a little tired both physically and mentally."

After Matsumoto Rangiku checked it carefully, she felt completely relieved.

But when she raised her head to look at Sufeng, she found that her captain had fallen into a deep sleep.

The slight rise and fall of the chest and the stretched eyebrows indicate that the person has entered the most relaxed state.

In front of Matsumoto Rangiku, Sufeng really didn't have much to worry about.

The trust between each other has already surpassed most people.

Matsumoto Rangiku pressed down with both hands, supported Sufeng's neck with one hand, and the bend of his legs with the other, and embraced him in a quite skilled posture.

"The couch is no place to sleep."

She said softly, "If you are not careful, you will have a stiff neck."

Passing through the corridor and walking into the bedroom, Matsumoto Rangiku gently placed Sufeng on the bed. Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

As if thinking of happy things.

Immediately afterwards, Matsumoto Ranju lowered his head, touched Sufeng's face lightly, and said in a faint voice:

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sufeng..."

In the evening of the next day, Su Feng woke up from his deep sleep, and the first thing he did was to pour himself a cup of Yuyi tea.

On the tea table in the living room, warm tea is prepared.

Everything around was spotless and orderly.

If nothing else, there should have been an accident.

Su Feng held the tea cup and tightened his pajamas.

If he remembered correctly, he should not have changed his clothes before falling asleep.

Also, who prepared the pajamas with the pattern of rabbits?

Such a fitting size, I am afraid that not only the closest people know it.

"Gulu..."

Even after drinking all the tea in the cup, Sufeng still felt his mouth was dry.

The development of the situation seems to be a bit serious...

Matsumoto Rangiku did not appear.

By asking the team members, Sufeng learned that there were traces of Daxu in Rukongai. The vice-captains and third seats of the 3rd, 5th, 8th, and 9th divisions were all dispatched to investigate.

"Suddenly I discovered that Rangiku is also the deputy captain in his own right."

Su Feng sighed, and suddenly felt a sense of relief and sadness that he had a young girl in his family.

He has no intention of interfering with this investigation mission.

The vice-captains of the four teams are dispatched at the same time, unless they encounter the kind of Yachukas who is so fierce that there is no limit.

Otherwise, security can still be guaranteed.

Right now, he has more important things to deal with.

By studying the bone flow created by Yamamoto Genryusai, he thought of something that he had never accomplished until now.

Now that I finally have some free time, I must put it on my agenda.

He put on his death tyrant uniform and captain Yu Zhi again, and disappeared into the team building with a quick step on the wind.

When he stopped and appeared again, he had already arrived at the gate of the second division team building.

Different from the peaceful atmosphere of other team buildings, the buildings here are filled with a solemn atmosphere. Team members covered in pitch black are constantly coming and going, but they do not make any sound.

Sufeng stood on the roof, looking at the orderly team members below, thinking for a long time, and finally decided to go out the window...