Bleach: The Path to Transcendence

Liuhun Street West District, near the suburbs.

A tall girl in a zonabaku dress with a pair of ponytails was looking at the young man in front of her breathlessly.

"Huh~"

Tamura's delicate face was covered with dense beads of sweat. It was obvious that under the training of Ito Makoto, she was very tired.

"Stop and rest for a while. Zanpakura is not that easy to communicate with!"

Ito Makoto looked at the graceful girl in front of him and spoke.

Tamura Kaoru bit his red lips lightly, and a stubbornness appeared on his fair little face.

"Mr. Chengjun, I can still hold on, you can continue!"

Seeing this scene, Ito smiled and said:

"Then I'm going to be serious next, you have to be careful!"

So, Mako Ito held a scabbard and stepped forward in an instant, directly pointing the scabbard towards Tamura's chest and abdomen. Tamura hurriedly lifted the asiatic attack block.

"Bang!"

Ito Makoto's casual blow from the scabbard shook the Shoku in Tamura's hand and broke out.

"So strong! The gap between me and Chengjun is so big!"

Tamura Kazuya didn't expect that Makoto Ito's attack rhythm at this time was completely different from before. With just one blow from the scabbard, she let the Zanpakura get out of her hand.

Tamura looked at the boy with bright eyes and kind eyes in front of him, and a strong sense of frustration arose in his heart.

"How can I walk side by side with Chengjun like this if I am weak!"

Thinking of this, Tamura's silver teeth were clenched, then rolled back, retrieved the knocked-off, and picked it up.

"ah!"

I saw Tamura shouting and attacking Makoto again.

"Ye, don't you give up?"

Looking at Tamura who was rushing towards her flaws, Makoto Ito just pointed the scabbard forward and pointed it on her lower abdomen.

"ah!"

Tamura cried out in pain and covered her stomach and fell directly on the grass.

Due to the severe pain in her lower abdomen, Tamura opened her mouth wide, and tears and saliva flowed all over the floor. Seeing her curled up on the ground with her stomach in pain, Makoto Ito chose to watch coldly.

After all, she begged Ito Makoto to help her with special training so that she could master it as soon as possible.

It happened that the Luoshizi nobles had some days in their hunting ceremony, so he used his free time to help her practice.

Makoto Ito doesn't know how to master the solution quickly, he just knows how to fight.

So all he could do was a battle between Watamura.

Soon, Tamura began to struggle to get up again.

"Zhengjun, we...continue!"

Seeing such a stubborn Tamura, Makoto Ito twisted his neck and grinned:

"Yeah, I'm starting to like you a little!"

Seeing him staggeringly rushing up to Tamura with Asada, Makoto Ito chuckled and clamped her blade with just two fingers!

"Are you going to give me a manicure with such a soft and weak knife? "

"clang!"

I saw Makoto Ito's index finger flicking the blade, and Tamura suddenly felt a huge force coming and flew backwards.

Tamura was lifted out by this huge force and rolled on the grass for several times. Even her headband with her double ponytails was knocked off, and her black hair was drifting away.

It looks very messy, but it also has a bit of a strange beauty!

"Ahem!"

My breathing was a little uncomfortable due to the dust on the grass, and I made a violent coughing sound.

But soon she got up again and attacked with her disheveled knife again.

Ito Makoto was still sitting on the lawn, lifting the scabbard in his hand and directly retracting Tamura's ascendant...

Then he bounced his fingers and hit Tamura's chest, a soft touch came.

Tamura Kazuki was knocked away again by this finger.

"Oh, I underestimate you!"

Feeling this soft touch, Makoto Ito couldn't help but look up at Tamura. He originally thought she was tall and thin and wrapped in a dead domineering outfit, but he thought there was nothing to do!

"The branches bear fruit, it's rare!"

Tamura's face was also covered with red glow when he realized he was being shot.

"You blush and hammer? Keep attacking!"

Immediately, Tamura rose red and stepped forward, but was hit on his wrist by Ito Seiya's scabbard, and the blade was released from his hand again.

Tamura was so tired that he almost lost his strength. Even the hand holding the knife was trembling constantly, and Makoto Ito took off his hand with a slight tick.

"Let's stop here today!"

Looking at Tamura, who was sweating profusely and trembling with his limbs, Makoto Ito smiled evilly.

Then he pushed her into the stream behind him.

"Plop!"

After a while, his head emerged from the clear stream of Tamura, and his body was soaked by the stream. His delicate body curves were all revealed, and it was like Makoto Ito swallowing his saliva.

"It's really interesting!"

"I won't communicate with Zanpakura for now. Now I need to change the methods of practicing! "

After hearing Makoto Ito's words, Tamura's face turned red in an instant, and it was directly red to the base of his neck.

"Mr. Cheng, but here is in the wilderness..."

"Go to my bed...!"

Tamura did not refuse, but instead took the initiative to invite Ito Makoto to her dormitory in the fifth team.

"No need to be so troublesome!"

"I'm going to the fifth team, why don't you tell us to give Aizen a live broadcast?" Ito Makoto complained wildly.

In Makoto Ito's mind, the fifth team is absolutely a dragon's and tiger's den, and if you can't go, you won't go.

"The evil spirits and monsters are all in the world, and the gods and saints are all transformed into dust and annihilated God!"

Ito Makoto directly liberated his Zanpakura Knife and released it from all directions.

In an instant, the entire stream was wrapped in a square gray-black barrier, making it impossible for the outside world to observe the situation inside the barrier, and even spiritual pressure could not penetrate into it.

Although the Sifang Realm is not the kind of barrier that is specifically used to enclose the space, as long as Makoto Ito doesn't want to, it is still difficult for people below the captain's level to come in.

It’s impossible for a captain-level figure to appear here to prevent him from doing sports, right?

"Is this the liberation of Seiko's Zanpakura? It's so strong that I really find it difficult to catch up with him!"

Looking at the four-way world released by Makoto Ito, Tamura looked envious, and at the same time, there was a hint of inferiority deep in his heart.

"Sure enough, the gap between me and the real genius is like a natural barrier!"

At this moment, Makoto Ito didn't have the heart to care about her thoughts.

"Plop!"

Jump directly off the stream and plan to complete the next ‘fight’ in the clear stream water!

Speaking of which, this is the first time Ito Makoto travels to the world of death!

"Mr. Cheng...please pity!"

"I'm still the first..."

At this moment, Tamura was already dressed in the middle of the stream..., looking at Ito Makoto with affection.

Ito Makoto looked at the mutton fat in front of him... and rushed over like a hungry tiger pounced on food.

"Come on, let's fight again!"