Bleach: The Captain of the Fifth Division Becomes Stronger Through Training

"Ah haha, it's really a headache to talk about this."

Kyoto Chunshui looked at the hazy aura in front of him and his eyes became a little subtle.

Aizen Aizen, who has merged with Honya, still grows uncontrollably even when she is in a state of ‘detention’.

It's like the most rigorous practice is always being carried out.

This current situation is completely out of common sense. Even a captain-level figure who is famous for his knowledge is inevitably moved at this moment.

It is hard to say whether it is Aizen's talent or the exaggeration of the bonus brought to him by Beng Yu.

Or... both?

Liuche Quanxi, who was at the end of the queue, groaned disdainfully.

"Say some pretentious words, but after all, it's just the category of spiritual bodies... Just kill him, right?"

Although it sounds like a sharp head, from the actual situation, the proposal of Liuche Quanxi is not a "fairy tale".

After all, Aizen's current moment, Aizen's strength can indeed be weakened through careful arrangements and means until he is finally executed.

Since the ultimate goal remains unchanged, the means are just an "option" in the final analysis.

The problem lies in other aspects.

"Since we are already adults, we naturally want to think about problems rationally."

so……

With the goal of maximizing interests, we can maximize the value that the other party can still gather.

This is what the Thirteenth Team of the Guardian Court needs to think about at this moment.

"So Captain Nirvana really has no way to directly strip out the Bengyu?"

Collapse jade.

This is one of the reasons why Aizen Aizen was able to improve to this level, and it is also a product of scientific and technological research.

Although I don’t understand why this kind of thing has its own will and can generate so many powers...

But since it can be integrated.

It should be able to peel it out.

Nikori, who was then the director of the Technology Development Bureau, snorted, and his tone was contemptuous and proud.

"Who do you think you are talking to? This is just a breeze for me. It's just... I need some time to analyze its spiritual pressure before doing this."

The arrogant and arrogant personality is indeed the background of Nicholi, but if the research content is involved, he can still hold back his temper.

With his right hand slightly opened, Nikotori stared straight at Aizen Yusuke.

"If you have enough patience, I think it's just a matter of time."

"Of course, on the other hand... I am equally confident in using waste even without much patience."

"Don't worry, it's just a waste utilization, it's my favorite thing to do~"

He spoke in a playful tone, and Nikori's smile was extremely creepy.

"Since that's the case..."

Jingle Chunshui lowered the brim of the hat, watched left and right for a while, and tried to make a summary.

"Everyone, do you have any different opinions?"

Everyone was silent with their attitude and disdain that Aizen Aizen showed, and at the same time considered that he had planned this rebellion, etc.

It has already made the two sides no longer have the possibility of a 'reconciliation'.

At this moment, many people closed their eyes and showed an expression of "Hurry up and take it down, I have tasted too much."

At the end, Kyoraku Harumizu looked towards the direction of Yamamoto Motorijusa Shigeki.

Old Man Shan just sat in his seat tremblingly, with a silent expression.

"Then please everyone."

The ghost Taoist people nodded and responded, and began to strengthen the power of the ghost Taoist used to bind them.

The tight bandage began to tighten, closing like a python, causing Aizen's expression to change a little unconsciously.

His brows began to frown.

"snort……"

The surging spiritual pressure, like a wave, was twisting and twisting, and finally it seemed to make a sharp explosion, drifting straight away.

bump!

The terrifying spiritual pressure flow collapsed completely at this moment.

The remaining ghosts shouted, stepped forward one after another, and rebranded Aizen Aizen into rice dumplings.

Although this kind of busy scene looks funny and funny, combined with the facts and the current environment... no one on the scene could laugh out loud.

After all, the opponent is the man who makes everyone afraid of it, and it is not too much to be careful.

The tightly-bonded bandages kept gathering and wrapping until they couldn't even let go of their facial features.

And at this last moment, Aizen Aizen could not bear the emotions in her heart. The corners of his mouth trembled, and he pulled out a sarcastic and angry outline.

"A group of birds who don't understand the truth and are willing to live in the cage!"

"You can continue your dreams, and wait until everything is over..."

"I want to find it again..."

The words have not ended.

Three pairs of hands were wrapped around from the left and right sides, and tightly wrapped Aizen's head with a bandage.

There was no more movement, as if even the life activities were pressed, Aizen Yasuke had no more effort to struggle...

He was dragged back to the paper sedan chair by the ghosts.

"Then, I'll be rude first!"

Looking at the backs of the ghosts leaving quickly, the Thirteenth Team of Guardians who were standing there looked at each other in front of each other, and finally let Mako Hirako smile.

"It is already a sign of unwillingness to let that man say these words."

Therefore, no one cares about what Aizen said.

Although there are subtle changes, the consequences of the execution themselves have not changed at all.

After completing this established process, we can feel that Kyoto Chunshui has gradually begun to get used to controlling the scene.

He turned his gaze back from his far back, with a stammering smile on his face, and said at this moment.

"Well? I think so too~ I suddenly remembered another thing before I entered the next bill."

Although the situation is a bit out of place, in this mild-spoken atmosphere of communication, it is the best time to provoke certain topics.

"Captain Heiko, I wonder if you can contact Miss Yoichi Shifengyuan and former Captain Urahara Kisuke?"

The Mask Legion can be rehabilitated, and the others who were "same crime" as they were should naturally be treated equally.

These things were also valued by the people of the Thirteenth Team of Guardian, and they immediately took the initiative to contact the other party.

However, the result is a bit regrettable.

Because Urahara Kisuke and Shifengyuan Yeichi disappeared directly to the point where they disappeared without a trace as if they had evaporated from the world.

Even the whereabouts are unknown. In a sense... this is also a statement.

Unwilling to forgive the betrayal of the past.

Or simply... don't want to see these past ‘colleagues’ again?

The result is unknown, but it will definitely not be a good thing. Logically speaking, these things should be arranged later.

But the subtle atmosphere at the moment is the reason why Kyung Le Chunshui made such a judgment.

"Captain Pingzi, from the perspective of the Thirteenth Team of the Guting, I know that everything we do is unethical."

Jingle Chunshui represents the rest of the 13th Team of the Guardian Court and bow deeply at this moment.

"We can't say the words "please forgive me" with shame, but on the other hand... we are also working hard for peace in the Three Realms."

Don't ask for forgiveness or understand.

"I just hope Captain Hirako can help me tell those two people."

Kyoto Chunshui's eyes became a little helpless, and a ripples of emotion appeared in his tone.

"When the Three Realms face crisis again, I hope you can abandon your past grudges and fight side by side with us again."

The process can be tortuous, but the result must be kept in the right direction.

This is also the wisdom and helplessness that belongs to adults.

Mako Hirako pursed her lips silently, tilted her head slightly, as if she had sighed lightly at this moment.

"Sorry... Actually, I don't know where they are. But if I have the chance, I will definitely bring this over."

As for this, the meaning has also reached the point.

Jingle Chunshui nodded and thanked the other party solemnly, and now he simply coughed twice to adjust his mood.

Soon he returned to his previous lazy posture.

"Sorry, let everyone listen to some unnecessary things... Then, let's continue the topic that has not been finished just now."

I paused for two breaths to allow everyone present to adjust their emotions and have a positive attitude.

Until he achieved the purpose of a serious occasion, Kyoto Harumizu's eyes slightly condensed and he said in a straight tone.

"The right to sentence was obtained after Shan Ye stepped down."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"There is still one person now and there is no unified intention to deal with it."

Raise your hands slightly and pat them gently.

The members outside the conference room received a secret code and started the action at this moment.

It is like a precise instrument that begins to rotate, and the shaft and the gear are constantly interlocking. As I had booked before... everyone started to act.

"I deceived us to wait for the Thirteenth Team of Guardian."

The small dark room was opened.

"Destroyed the old singling court."

The two rushed forward one left and one right, helping up a figure who was pressed on the chair.

"Then he led a group of broken faces to fight fiercely with us and severely injured Shan Ye."

The sound of ‘Hurry’, ‘Walk’ continued in the dark corridor, one after another.

"After defeating us, I tried to get involved in the power of the Spirit King, and was eventually destroyed into the mortal world."

‘Ah, wait… I can’t catch up with your speed…’ Before he finished speaking, a person behind him waved heavily and hit the other person’s back.

Bang!

Ahem, ahem...

‘Hey, what are you doing! This guy is different from us now. He is already an ordinary spirit! ’

‘You can’t have an accident because of this before you’re convicted…’

‘What are you doing so slutty guy? ! ’

There were constant noises, and the faint and light gasping sounds mixed between these angry shouts.

It was soon submerged.

"The crime is the same as Aizen's Hoesuke."

"Their actions are even more forgiving."

"We must judge his heart and nature."

Therefore.

"Come on, another traitor from the Soul Realm."

A thud of vibration came!

Almost immediately after the words were finished, the wooden door beside him was pushed open hard.

Many figures in secret mobile outfits appeared on both sides, and they rushed forward until the other party staggered to the front array of the conference room.

The white outfit is close to his body, showing a thin and weak body.

The so-called sword is not seen on his body, and he is also wearing barefoot at this moment.

It was like a poor person who was about to enter the execution ground, under the complicated gaze of everyone, the other party was pushed in a mess.

Until he finally stood on the high platform.

Stand at the heel.

Remove the hood.

A hazy gaze appeared from it, as if he could not accept the strong light, which caused the expression on his face to be distorted a little.

The man couldn't help but let out a low murmur.

“So bright…”

"Is this just a sentence that I feel when I am detained for such a long time? "

Kyoto Chunshui chuckled and took off the straw hat and held it in his hand. Although his tone was as mocking as usual, his expression at this moment had a subtle feeling.

"At this point, don't you want to say something more appropriate?"

Looking at the other person's pale face, Kyora Chunshui's lips stammered for a moment and said softly.

"It's true that there is Ma Jing..."

He betrayed the corpse soul world, causing the lingting court to disappear for it. Now he was pushed to the palace by the Spirit King and fell into the hands of the Thirteenth Team of the Protectorate.

Needless to say, the twists and turns are all the more touching.

Because this man once looked down on the world.

He was able to compete with Yamamoto's Motoriyasu Shigeko, let the latter lose, and convincingly admit defeat.

He is the well-deserved strongest person in the world in the corpse soul world.

But... this seems to have become a past tense.

Seeing that Ao Ma Jing had not been able to rest well for a long time, she had a swollen face, and everyone present felt an indescribable choking feeling.

There is no Zanpakura.

The so-called spiritual pressure has no retention.

Like an ordinary spirit body, Ma Jing also needs to eat and sleep... Otherwise, he would be like a poor person on the roadside who died tragically on the refugee street.

Being forced to the end of life by the hunger of the body.

This situation is obviously very surprising.

After all, compared to facing an unarmed enemy, a firm and terrible opponent like Aizen Aizen's Aizen can make people feel hated.

Is the tiger falling into the sun?

No, this situation may be more touching.

Kyora Harumizu wanted to say something, but the figures beside him flickered, and Kuriki Akuya had already stepped forward quickly.

Clam!

Start with Zanpakura and place it horizontally in front of the other party’s neck.

Under the cold and frosty gaze, there was the unique sense of arrogance of the Kyui Mu family... and at this moment, another outline of anger that could not be suppressed was also brewing.

"I'm planning to cheat people again."

Open your mouth like talking to yourself.

“It’s like the kind of thing you’ve done before.”

Kuroki Akuya's Zanpakura moved slightly, approaching inch by inch.

"Play everyone in your palms and do things that only make you happy but make others suffer..."

laugh.

Two pieces of flesh.

Blood gushed out from Ma Jingye's neck.

The expression of the person involved became extremely painful... not only because of physical torture and soul pressure, but also Ma Jing felt a strong sense of suffocation.

"Gu..."

Kuriki Yakuya's eyes were slightly condensed, and he had already taken a step back before the others came to stop him.

Draw the knife and turn around.

He closed his eyes, as if he was no longer interested in anything, and pursed his lips.

The blood of the wicked is bright red after all.