Death: This Death is not serious

Two days later.

Mayu changed into a clean school uniform, brought Wanxiang Senra, and just arrived at the captain's lounge of the first team, she saw Yamamoto sitting there with a kind smile, constantly sipping tea.

He looked happy after knowing that I was coming.

Mayu smiled at this, there was nothing he could do to be welcomed.

"Captain General, good morning."

He greeted.

"Good morning, go to the dojo and get the sword."

Yamamoto responded with a smile, then stood up and walked into the kendo hall, taking a bamboo sword from the shelf.

"Oh..."

Mayu suddenly shuddered and took a bamboo sword from the shelf.

"Don't hit my face..."

He took a defensive posture and held the bamboo sword in front of him.

Mainly blocked his face.

"Ah!!!"

After more than a dozen moves, Mayu let out a shameful scream, flew several meters away, and fell on the ground with his face up.

Yamamoto slowly put down the bamboo sword, showing a disappointed expression.

He didn't use much strength in that move just now. This kid has been with him for almost half a year, how could he still be so weak?

Yamamoto didn't feel sorry at all. Compared with the anger this kid usually made him suffer, he was able to hold back his killing intent, which was the result of many years of self-cultivation.

After thinking for more than ten seconds, he nodded and said, "I have a general understanding of your situation."

"In less than half a year, your spiritual pressure has reached the vice-captain level, which is very good."

"Although I have high psychological expectations, your talent still exceeds my expectations."

"Your Zanpakuto has improved rapidly. There is nothing more to teach you about swordsmanship. Next, I will teach you the fighting skills of combining Zanpakuto with spiritual pressure."

Aozaki Mayu quickly stood up:

"No, Mr. Captain, I just broke through the fifth level of spiritual power yesterday. It's okay if you don't congratulate me. I'm lying on the ground with such a serious injury, and you actually thought of giving me a lesson at the first time?"

Looking at Mayu who was unharmed, Yamamoto's forehead was bulging with blue veins.

"I also brought you a gift. You actually treat students like this. It really chills the students' hearts."

Aozaki Mayu sighed, fumbled in his arms for a long time, and took out a cloth bag.

This old man is really too irritable. It's really hard to be his disciple.

Yamamoto took the bag with a cold face, and was surprised to find that it was full of tea leaves.

And it was his favorite tea leaves!

He pretended to be indifferent and coughed lightly, and put the bag on the table:

"Since your Zanpakuto is a direct attack type, learn a move similar to the Kidō type first."

"Whether it is a Shinigami or a Hollow, they all have some special abilities."

"Unless you have a strong physique and powerful spiritual pressure like me, it is very dangerous to fight an unfamiliar enemy in close combat."

"Captain General, I know you are very powerful, but it is not good to brag about yourself like this."

Under the gaze of Mayu, Yamamoto quickly raised the bamboo sword and swung it down fiercely.

A silver-white slash was released from the sword body, flying backwards along his side, and slashed on the dummy that had been strengthened countless times by Kidō.

The next moment, an incredible picture appeared-

The dummy was cut vertically, in two, and the cut was neat.

"Did it go crookedly..." Yamamoto curled his lips and said disappointedly.

Seeing this scene, Mayu was stunned: "Captain General, please stop scaring me? Also, was that Getsuga Tensho just now?"

"Getsuga Tensho?"

Yamamoto looked at him with a little surprise:

"I didn't expect you to know the moves of the Shiba family. It seems that you have a good relationship with the Shiba family, but this is not Getsuga Tensho."

"Business relationship, just an ordinary business relationship."

Mayu waved his hand,

"You also know that Kūkaku is so young, and it is not easy to manage the family and pull his younger brother. I just showed my good quality of being helpful."

"There is purity between us."

Yamamoto snorted unhappily.

He knew exactly what this kid was like. In some aspects, he was completely an enhanced version of Kyōraku Shunsui, and the key was that he deserved a beating more than Kyōraku Shunsui.

If this kid hadn't had some strength, he would probably have been chopped into eight pieces in Rukongai.

He said slowly:

"The move just now is called sword pressure."

"The principle is to swing the spiritual pressure on the Zanpakutō to attack the enemy. It is a common combat skill of the Shinigami."

"Next, I will tell you how to use this move. You must remember it."

Yamamoto took his time and told him the skills of using sword pressure.

"Have you remembered it all?"

"I remember it!"

Satsuki instantly restrained his frivolous attitude and respectfullysaid respectfully.

Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction.

This is why he is willing to teach Aozaki Mayu.

He usually behaves frivolously and lazily, but when it comes to training, no one is more diligent and serious than him.

Mayu tried several times and successfully transferred his own spiritual pressure into the Zanpakutō.

However, he waved it for a long time, but it only made Wanxiang Senluo brighter and brighter, and the spiritual pressure overflowed from the blade, and he could not release the spiritual pressure in the form of a slash.

In this regard, Yamamoto did not say much, just said that he had done very well, no one could do this step as soon as he came into contact, and asked him to practice more.

"You can go back, you must learn it within this week. If you can't learn it, I will let you taste the taste of a bone."

Mayu did not leave, walked to the tea table to pour tea, and said flatteringly:

"Teacher..."

"Fart quickly." Yamamoto took the tea.

As long as this brat calls me teacher, it's definitely not good. I don't know what trouble he's caused this time.

"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from the teacher. Actually, I want to talk about the Tsunayashiro family. They have been harassing me recently, and I heard that they are related to the rebels. I'm afraid..."

"Satsuki, don't talk nonsense. How can the rebels be related to the four nobles?"

He glanced at Shinzuki casually.

"Yes."

"But the rebels are indeed getting more and more rampant. Well, you go back first, and let the Gotei 13 handle this matter."

"Thank you, teacher. Don't worry. I will never forget your kindness. A hundred years later, I will definitely take care of you until the end of your life."

Satsuki raised her head slightly, showing a moved expression.

Her expression was sincere and heartfelt. Yamamoto would definitely be very moved that he had such a loyal disciple.

Yamamoto took a deep breath and roared: "Get out of here, or I'll let you taste the taste of double bones now..."

After saying that, without waiting for Aozaki Mayu to say anything else, Yamamoto directly kicked him out.

"Bang!"

Looking at the closed door of the kendo field, Mayu shook his head, a little indignant.

This old man Yamamoto has wasted his innocent heart.

During the thousand-year bloody battle, I will not see him off.

Just as he was about to go back, Aozaki Mayu's face suddenly changed.

A voice sounded beside his ear——

"Matsuki-kun, can you explain what's going on with my tea tree?"

"What tea tree, I don't know."

Aozaki Mayu was shocked.

Turning around, he saw a middle-aged man with white hair and a mustache, smiling at him.

"Ah~"