Death: This Death is not serious

Kuchiki Sojun walked in front of Mayu, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze.

In his shocked eyes, a column of spiritual pressure shot up from Mayu.

"Boom!"

The column of spiritual pressure lifted the ceiling of the dojo in an instant, illuminating the eyes of everyone present.

Several students with lower spiritual pressure in the dojo were blown away by this sudden strong spiritual pressure and crashed into the wall.

A student flew out of the door and was caught by a man wearing black-framed glasses.

"My classmate, you should know when to stop practicing kendo."

"Ah... Mr. Aizen, why are you here?"

"I just finished class, and something happened inside. Anyway, whether it is releasing spiritual pressure or throwing students out of the classroom, it's too much..."

Aizen adjusted his black-framed glasses and looked up into the dojo.

In the dojo, Kuchiki Sojun released his spiritual pressure, and the captain-level spiritual pressure of the third-level spiritual power firmly suppressed the spiritual pressure of Mayu, preventing this spiritual pressure from harming other students.

Through the confrontation of spiritual pressure, he can be 100% sure that Mayu's shallow fight has transformed into a Zanpakuto, and the spiritual pressure at this time has reached the sixth-level spiritual power, which is only a step away from the fifth-level spiritual power.

His first thought was to be happy for his students.

But then, he fell into confusion.

Aozaki Mayu entered school from Rukongai, and it was clear on his resume that he was a sixteenth-level spiritual power when he entered school, and now he has jumped directly to the sixth level. This spiritual pressure level has surpassed most of the officials.

Even if he has learned the first release, it shouldn't be so exaggerated...

Generally, when a Shinigami learns the first release, his spiritual pressure can be increased by one level at most, and those with extraordinary talents can be increased by two levels. This increase of ten levels is really unprecedented.

Aizen stood there, holding the frame of his glasses tightly with his hands. He looked like a statue, motionless, staring at Aozaki Mayu with wide eyes.

Without him noticing, his gentle smile gradually twisted, and the arc of his mouth became wider and wider.

From the perspective of the students, the usually amiable vice-captain Aizen seemed to have turned into a hideous demon in an instant.

As a death god born from a civilian background, Aizen did not know how to practice spiritual pressure before entering the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy.

But because of his extraordinary talent, he reached the top officer level in less than half a year after he started practicing spiritual pressure after entering school, which is the so-called sixth-level spiritual power.

Even if he hid it well and no one knew about it, he was proud of it in his heart.

The information of the outstanding students of the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy is public, and it can be clearly known that no one can practice as fast as him.

So although after a few years of getting along, he knew that Aozaki Mayu's practice speed was very fast, but the starting point was too low.

He never thought that Mayu was a genius at the same level as him.

Sometimes he thought that he might be born at a different level from ordinary people, and this idea often made him feel lonely.

For a period of time, he always subconsciously looked for people who could stand at the same level as him, but in the end he was disappointed.

As a result, when he wanted to give up this idea, God played a big joke on him.

This man's talent is no less than mine, he may be able to stand at the same level as me!

After this idea came into being, it could never be stopped.

For a while, Aizen's mood was extremely complicated.

He himself was not sure what he was thinking now.

This man was too dangerous and should be eliminated as soon as possible.

No, he might just be a flash in the pan, and he would be forgotten by everyone in a few years.

Why should we have a fluke mentality? The plan is about to reach a critical stage, and any risks should be eliminated in time.

In an instant, various thoughts disturbed his thinking, and Aizen couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He thought that the existence of such a man might create resistance to his plot.

But he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

It turned out that I am not strange, I am not a lonely life.

There are people in this world who can be at the same level as me, and this person is right in front of me.

"Let's observe for a few more years." Aizen took a few deep breaths and calmed his inner excitement.

In his heart, a long-lost sense of expectation emerged, even if what he expected would bring him huge risks.

"Aizen teacher, are you okay?" the student asked worriedly.

Aizen's eyes moved slightly, and then he put on his signature fake smile: "I'm fine, I just felt a little uncomfortable just now."

"Ah... so, I was wondering why your expression was so scary just now, teacher, I'm fine, you should go to the fourth squad to have a look."

"Did you see it all?" Looking at the student who nodded, Aizen smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, then the teacher will leave first."

"……”

“Teacher Aoi, are you okay?”

Matsuki finally controlled her spiritual pressure and waved her hand in front of Kuchiki Sojun.

“I’m fine.”

Kuchiki Sojun responded, looking at Aozaki Mayu in a daze.

He learned the Shikai in his first Blade Zen, the spiritual pressure of a top-level officer.

This is the second day of enrollment in the Shinō Academy and the first day of formal classes.

This is too exaggerated.

Even his brother-in-law, Kuchiki Hibiki, who is known as a genius that is rare in hundreds of years and is now the captain of the special forces of the first team, was not so exaggerated when he entered the Shinō Academy!

There was a rare excitement in his eyes, as if he saw a rising star.

This child may become a soul in the future The pillar of the world!

Although his broken body is useless, if he can teach a god of death who can protect the Soul Society, he will not let his father down.

Thinking of this, Kuchiki Sojun smiled even more happily, but this smile no longer had the usual aristocratic demeanor, but instead revealed a hint of stupidity.

Mayu shook his head, coughed twice, and pulled Kuchiki Sojun out of the fantasy world.

"Teacher Cang, you said before that if you inject the soul to know the name of the sword, you can get your own Zanpakutō, so I don't have to return my Zanpakutō to the Maou Spiritual Arts Academy, right?"

He inserted the Ten Thousand Things Senra into the scabbard, hung it around his waist, and stroked the handle with his hand.

Even if I said I would return it, you couldn't return it!

Seeing that Mayu had no intention of returning it, Kuchiki Sojun shook his head and laughed: "Of course, it belongs to your Zanpakutō, but after class you still have to go with me and report to the Spiritual Arts Academy."

"Long live the teacher! "Matsuki jumped up happily, "Let's go!"

When he watched the anime "Bleach" in his previous life, he had imagined that he could have a Zanpakutō.

Now that he finally got what he wanted, he couldn't face it calmly.

"Stinky boy... sit down first, the class is not over yet."

Aozaki Mazuki is now a sixth-level spiritual power, but he is still easily pressed on the seat by the thin Kuchiki Sojun.

"Is the battle of Bleach a battle of spiritual pressure? The teacher who looks so weak actually has such strength." Mazuki gritted his teeth.

"Mister Aozaki knows a lot." Kuchiki Sojun smiled, "But don't underestimate the teacher. Although the teacher is not good at fighting, he is also a third-level spiritual power. You still have a lot to learn. "