Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

Makoto Ito first walked to the wooden stand and picked up a handy wooden knife.

Then he followed Hisagi Shugbuki's previous appearance and bowed to the corner of Madara's eyes.

He rushed forward with a steadily step and slashed with a sword. He saw that the candidate in front of him was not simple at a glance, so he put away his lazy expression and treated him solemnly.

Immediately, I took the sword horizontally to catch Makoto Ito's powerful attack.

Then he adjusted his breathing and held the knife in both hands, and rushed towards Ito Makoto with excitement.

The corner of the Madara instantly changed from a defensive side to an offensive side.

"Who is evaluating whom!"

Looking at the corner of Madao's eyes that was so forgot to fight with him, Masato Ito looked helpless and could only complain in his heart.

Having said that, he himself actually enjoyed the battle with Madara. After all, although his body has been using Zanpakura for a while, he has been killing Xu in the Great Void Forest.

The only master of killing skills that he has ever fought is Ito Hime who has turned into obsession.

Now that he can fight with the corner of Madara, he can be said to be a good talent when he meets the opponent.

"His killing technique is definitely not under Itokai!"

Makoto Ito became more and more frightened the more he fought. The corner of Madara is worthy of being the third place in the 11th team with Itokai. His killing skills are definitely not inferior to Itokai, and he is even better.

Ito Makoto's skills in killing the fist and walking are all from Ito Hai's memories. He is even worse than Ito Hai, not to mention the corner of the squid in front of him.

At this time, Makoto Ito was gradually at a disadvantage, and this was just an entrance examination and he had to hide his weaknesses appropriately. Therefore, he seized the opportunity to sell a flaw and deliberately relaxed his hand holding the knife in the corner of Madara.

"Click!"

The wooden knife in Ito Makoto's hand was cut off with one knife.

At this moment, the corner of the stray eyes came back to the taste, staring at Ito Makoto for a long time, as if the two of them were old friends they had not seen for many years!

"Good boy, your name is Makoto Ito, right? He actually has the same surname as that man! Your playing style is also very similar to him!

If I hadn't known that he had no family, I would have suspected that you were his son. After graduation, you must come to the 11th team!

The corner of the stray eyes said while laughing. It was obvious that he hadn't been so excited for a long time. The last time he was so happy was still the competition with his own captain.

"Happiness is coming!"

Makoto Ito also saw the strength of the corner of Madara through this battle. For the legendary battle mad team, the Eleventh Team naturally yearns for it, not to mention that the Eleventh Team has a stronger Mu Jianba.

After weighing it, Ito Makoto believes that joining the 11th team after graduation and experiencing countless bloody battles is the fastest way to improve his strength.

Upon hearing that Ito Makoto agreed to join the 11th Team, Madara immediately burst into laughter with great loss.

"Uh...Sir Examiner, you haven't scored my killing skills yet!"

Makoto Ito sighed helplessly.

Only then did the corner of the sparrow's mouth pat his big bald head and then picked up the pen to write it on the assessment form.

"Makoto Ito, 100 points in the killing technique!"

After that, Mako Ito said goodbye to a corner and went to the next level for the assessment.

He came directly outside the third room as fast as possible, which was very small and only a few square meters. Therefore, candidates can only enter one by one.

Ito Makoto waited for a while before walking in.

"Center the spiritual pressure in your palm and let the spiritual pressure be substantive!"

A hunchbacked old man in a deadly uniform, wearing a chicken-haired and chicken-skinned suit slowly walked out of the curtain at the back of the room.

When Ito Makoto heard this, he acted as he moved a trace of spirit and pressed it into his palm. Then a dark golden spirit shone brightly in his palm.

The hunchbacked old man nodded slightly when he saw this scene:

"Not bad, not bad, worthy of being a fifth-class genius!"

Then he waved his pen and wrote on the assessment form:

"Makoto Ito, 90 points in ghost path!"

Obviously, it was Makoto Ito who did not get the full mark in the ghost realm. If he was too outstanding in all aspects, it would inevitably attract Aizen's attention. He should be more low-key at this time.

After all, this method of compressing spiritual pressure is just the most basic step in releasing the ghost realm. Almost anyone who can release the ghost realm can do this easily.

Now that the combination of Killing Fist and Ghost Walk has been evaluated, Makoto Ito has finished the three items of Killing Fist and Ghost Walk, now only one of them is left.

So Makoto Ito came directly to the fourth room. The so-called walking is to evaluate the body skills of the God of Death, and the classic one is naturally the general footwork of the God of Death.

But for candidates who have not yet entered the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy, most of them have never studied the instant step, so this last level will not be set at all.

Ito Makoto stepped into the last room and looked around and saw that the last room was covered with wooden dummies. The placement of these dummies was a little strange, and each dummy blocked the road ahead with his hands.

Today in the room, there was a capable short-haired woman in a dying costume. She was obviously the examiner of this last level.

"It's considered qualified to pass the puppet array within five minutes!"

The short-haired female god of death looked at Ito Makoto and spoke slowly. Ito Makoto didn't talk nonsense. She turned around and moved, but in less than ten seconds, she walked out of the puppet formation.

This is because Ito Masato does not need to use the instant step. If he wants to use the instant step, he may be able to pass it in just one breath.

Looking at the last female examiner's score of 95, Ito smiled calmly:

"Sure enough, the assessment of Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy is just a pediatric department for me now!"

In the afternoon of that day, all the students who completed the first level of assessment stood alone outside the Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy and lined up in several teams.

Soon, Yano Masahiko, wrapped in a white robe, suddenly appeared on the platform ahead and said loudly:

"Dear students, you are welcome to join Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy. I hope you can achieve success in the next few years, and finally join the Thirteenth Team of the Guarding Court, play for the Jingling Court and fight for the Soul Realm!"

Hearing this, the audience immediately cheered.

In the field, Tsukada Nobuji, who had green hair, couldn't believe that he could only score 60 points in his hand. The other three subjects were all 20 points in the transcript, and he was trembling all over excitedly:

"I'm not dreaming, can I pass this way?!"

At this time, Yano Masahiko's voice came again:

"Since this assessment began the system reform, when you pass the first level of spiritual pressure assessment, you have already been admitted to Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy. The subsequent Killing Fist is just to facilitate the division of the class. As long as your mind is in your mind, you are If there is no problem, if you do not give up in the subsequent assessment, it will be considered as passing!”

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After the exam, the students of this class will need to wait for half a month. After the class starts, the students will officially enter the school after the class starts. The students can choose to go home or stay in the dormitory of Zhenyang Spiritual Art Academy.

"Brother Cheng, I have already cleaned up your dormitory for you. It is the single room I specially applied for for you. If you have any subsequent needs, you can just contact me directly. I, Xiaoyou, are available at any time!"

Oda Yu followed Ito Makoto with a flattering look on his face, looking like a puppy who was waving his tail and begging for mercy in a crazy way.

"Oda-kun..."

"Brother Cheng, you said?"

"I still like your unruly look before. Please recover."