Death: I can become stronger by drinking alcohol

Kuroyu touched the tip of his nose helplessly. This was all caused by a slip of the tongue.

No!

It should be said that, to be honest, there are mistakes.

It seems that as a straight man, sometimes you have to learn to tell some white lies.

However, in Kuroba's eyes, after personally experiencing the power of the system, it was not a difficult problem for Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni to complete the Zuken Zuko and master the four disciplines within one year.

According to Kuroyu's deduction, half a year at the latest would be enough.

"Shiba Kuroha, why are you silent? Where did the confidence you had just go?" Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni Enchan shouted loudly with his eyes widened.

An aura of calmness swept through the entire place, tightening the new nerves present.

They wanted to know whether this unconventional alcoholic would give in when faced with such harsh graduation conditions.

"Kid, admit your mistake quickly and let old man Yamamoto calm down. It's better not to be too crazy when you say some things. People will like you if you are more honest." Kyoryu Shunsui said in a low voice.

"How many people will like you if you are more honest?" Kuroyu raised his eyebrows. This was different from the original intention of his white lie, and said, "Will it really be better if I am more honest? I'm worried that old man Yamamoto will exploit me."

"If you say anything stupid, old man Yamamoto will cut you if you are dishonest. If you answer truthfully, if old man Yamamoto wants to cut you, I will carry it for you." Kyoryu Shunsui simply risked his life in order to complete the task.

The thousand-year-old wine was indeed drunk by Kuroba, but he didn't want Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni to trouble him afterwards.

"Okay then." Kuroyu agreed hesitantly.

Looking at this arrogant young man, his tone finally relaxed, and many candidates present showed a sense of gloating.

Even Aizen and Ichimaru Gin laughed.

After all, this kid was so capable that he completely disrupted their plans.

Now we can see that Shiba Kuroha fell into the hands of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni and suffered a little loss.

Aizen believed that he would recruit this variable into the fifth team in the future.

Maybe it will be easier.

"Captain Yamamoto, actually, I should be able to graduate in half a year." Kuroba rubbed his head and said helplessly: "Originally, I planned to tell some white lies, but it was all the fault of Captain Kyōband. He told me to be honest."

mad!

It’s so crazy that there’s no limit to it!

This is the only thought that everyone present has now.

Whether it was the melon-eating examinee or Aizen and others, the smiles on their faces were as stiff and ugly as a cluster of old chrysanthemums.

The expected situation of submission not only did not happen, but one year was shortened to half a year.

In the eyes of anyone, this would definitely be considered as a challenge to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's thousand-year bad temper.

Boom!

The violent spiritual pressure, like a frenzy, detonated in Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's body.

His clothes were not moving in the wind, but his huge spiritual pressure was rising steadily.

The floor beneath my feet cracked at the same time.

Everyone present felt as if they were being suppressed by an invisible weight.

Those candidates whose strength was inferior suddenly turned pale. After shaking a few times, some even couldn't stand at all and fell to the ground.

As the strongest Shinigami in the history of Jing Ling Ting, even without Shijie and Swastika.

The spiritual pressure that burst out was completely unmatched by ordinary candidates.

Being in this violent spiritual pressure, I felt inexplicably small, like a small boat that could capsize at any time in the turbulent waves.

"Kit, be careful!" Kyōraku Shunsui was anxious, his gaze suddenly sharpened when he looked at Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, and he completely ignored the urge to kick Kuroha's butt.

He could only step forward quickly, intending to share the burden. Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni deliberately mobilized, and the spiritual pressure that hit him was like an overwhelming force.

boom!

The violent spiritual pressure hit Kuroyu head-on.

A spiritual pressure that was not inferior to Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's, rushed out directly from Kuroba's body.

The two invisible forces collided with each other without any compromise, turning into a huge ball and rushing straight into the sky of the testing hall.

Boom!

The thick sky cracked with a sound.

The shocking cracks like spider webs spread rapidly.

Originally, the candidates who were already struggling to hold on under the impact of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's spiritual pressure, and some of the slightly inferior ones, let out a muffled groan, rolled their eyes and passed out.

On the floor under his feet, the cobweb cracks that had been cracked by Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni quickly spread to the surrounding areas.

"This, is this the automatic resistance of the spiritual pressure? This kid's spiritual pressure can actually resist the old man Yamamoto before he is unblocked?" Kyoraku Shunsui's face was filled with astonishment.

No!

It should be said that everyone present is no exception.

Even Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni raised his right eyelid, looking at Kuroba with a hint of surprise.

After all, if there is no roughly equal spiritual pressure, under a strong impact from one party, it will only be suppressed instantly.

Now the spirit child in Heiyu's body can actively defend himself.

It is enough to show that his Ten Bamboo spiritual pressure is not nonsense.

"Ahem, Captain Yamamoto, the time to meet the Soul King has come. If we don't set off, we will be blamed and we will break your thousand-year rules." Jiro Chojiro coughed dryly.

As a confidant of Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, he was the only one who dared to persuade him on such an occasion.

"Time's up?" Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni still overlapped his hands and pressed on the scepter.

However, the sharp light gradually dissipated from the round eyes, and the eyelids drooped down again, returning to the squinting state.

The spiritual pressure that surged out like a tidal wave quickly rolled back into the body. For a moment, the situation of two crazy collisions and confrontations of spiritual pressure collapsed.

"Kid, hurry up and remove the spiritual pressure." Kyoryu Shunsui reminded him urgently.

In the eyes of Kyōraku Shunsui, Takuchojiro had already given Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni a step down.

Kuroba should also exit along the stairs.

"Ahem, can I say that you need to drink to know how to control your spiritual pressure?" Kuroba coughed dryly and said with a red face.

Kuroyu actually didn't want to say this sentence.

At least, he possesses Shizhu spiritual pressure, which he drank completely in the dark prison.

After waking up, I discovered the attributes of genius, which once again added a strong touch.

If it weren't for the hand of Dionysus that accidentally woke him up, Kuroyu wouldn't have known that he had become a pervert again.

The small voice seemed to be filled with magic sound at this moment, echoing in the test hall for a long time and unable to disperse.

Kyoraku Shunsui's facial muscles were twitching.

It should be said that everyone present is no exception.

Even the good old man, Takuchojiro, who came to smooth things over, is regretting it.

He regretted not letting Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni pick up his sword and kill this madman.