Great Expert Ninja Recruiter

Jiro, the head of the sparrow, can't imagine why there is such a dark forest behind the gate of the sixth grade graduates, why there are so many voids in the forest, and why the students who were originally in the classroom have disappeared...

In a word, there are many reasons in the heart of Chibucho Jiro, but at this moment, he has no time to think clearly, because at this moment, Xu has already rushed towards him!

Thousands of virtuals gathered together like a wave, and then rushed towards Jakubucho Jiro. If he didn't pay attention, he would be drowned by this wave of death.

Faced with such a situation, Jakubucho Jiro could only draw out his Zanpakutō, and then gave a low drink.

"Run through him, Yan Lingwan!"

In the low voice of Jakubucho Jiro, the Zanpakutō in his hand immediately began to dissolve, and then turned into a slender Western sword.

Holding this Western sword, Jiro Jiro met the rushing tide without fear.

Every time he swings his sword, he pierces a virtual head, and then disappears into a cloud of black smoke, but occasionally a virtual will leave scars on his body.

As time passed slowly, Jiro, the head of the sparrow, didn't know how many heads he had killed, but there were still endless ghosts coming towards him, and he could only keep swinging his sword and fighting non-stop.

More and more Xu was beheaded by him, and more and more wounds on his body. Soon his body was completely soaked with bright red blood, and his arms became heavier and heavier.

When he stabbed the Zanpakutō in his hand again into the empty white mask, a crisp sound reached his ears.

"Crack!"

At this moment, the Zanpakutō in his hand was finally overwhelmed and blocked, and Kuo, who was stabbed by his Zanpakutō, also howled and shot him several meters away with one claw, making him unable to bear it. Spit out a mouthful of blood.

"vomit……"

Seeing Xu with his mouth wide open in front of him, and the dense tide coming towards him in the distance, Jiro, the head of the sparrow, suddenly closed his eyes in despair.

"Is this the end?"

But just when he thought he was going to be swallowed by the void, a warm palm patted his shoulder.

"Sparrow, wake up!"

"Your Excellency Captain?"

Hearing this voice, Jiro Jiro was stunned for a moment, and then subconsciously shouted: "Your Excellency Captain, be careful, there are a lot of false... eh?"

Having said that, Jiro Jiro, who had just opened his eyes, suddenly found that he was in a bright classroom again, where is there any trace of emptiness?

He was immediately stunned.

"What's going on? I clearly saw a lot of falsehoods just now, and..."

"Okay, you don't have to say it, I get it!"

In fact, when he walked in the door just now, Yamamoto Motoyanagi, like Jiro Jiro, saw a lot of phantoms, but when he saw these phantoms, he immediately understood that they were all phantoms.

Because these virtual bodies only have spiritual pressure, but they have no murderous aura at all!

This is the benefit of experience. After discovering this, he immediately activated his Reishu to break these phantoms, and then woke up Jiro Jiro.

At this time, Yamamoto Motoyanagi Saejokuni didn't need anyone else to explain the situation, so before he could finish speaking, he gently raised his hand, and then looked at the smiling man with his legs crossed not far away. Zhang Miao.

"Aren't you going to give the old man an explanation? Teacher Konoha!"

"Hehe... What does the captain want to explain?"

Hearing Liu Zongguo's words, Zhang Miao smiled and shrugged his shoulders at him.

"Didn't you ask me to teach these little weak chickens how to fight against the virtual? And I am now carrying out your order, using my own method, to let these little guys understand what fighting is!"

Hearing Zhang Miao's words, Yamamoto Yuanliu Zaijun suddenly fell silent.

He thought it was Zhang Miao's prank before, but now after hearing Zhang Miao's words, he immediately understood that it was Zhang Miao "teaching" the students.

It's just that this way of class is a bit cruel, and even the vice-captain like Jiro Jiro is exhausted. Can these students support it?

Thinking of this, his brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Are you sure this is all right? Once the students' spirits collapse, I'm afraid they can no longer be death gods."

"Haha, you don't have to worry about that!"

Hearing the words of Yamamoto Yuan Liu Zaijuguo, Zhang Miao immediately waved to him with a smile.

"All factors in the world I made, including time, place, material, etc., are all under my control. If it is an enemy, I will of course completely destroy his spirit, but these children are my beloved ones. As for the students, I will not be rude, I will love them well, hohohohoho..."

"..."

The devil!

Looking at Zhang Miao's happy smile, Jiro Jiro, who had just experienced despair, only felt a chill all over his body, and made up his mind to stay away from Zhang Miao in the future.

After being silent for a while, Yamamoto Yuanliu Saijokuni walked out without saying a word, apparently tacitly acquiescing to Zhang Miao's "teaching".

However, neither Ling Yamamoto Yuanyugai Shigekuni nor Chobucho Jiro expected that, before they reached the door, Zhang Miao's voice reached their ears.

"By the way, the illusion you just saw is the primary version. If you are interested, I can prepare the advanced version for you next time, so that you can enjoy the rotating service of at least one thousand Waistrods, cool!"

Yamamoto Yuanliu Saijuge: "..."

Jiro Jiro: "..."

Cool your sister!

Hearing Zhang Miao's words, the corners of Yamamoto's Motonyanagi Saekuni and Chobucho Jiro's mouths twitched, and then the two immediately quickened their pace and left the classroom where Zhang Miao was.

Seeing how the two of them left in a hurry, Zhang Miao grinned again.

"I can't help but laugh, um, it's almost time to talk about it!"

Having said that, Zhang Miao raised his middle finger and flicked on his Zanpakutō, causing it to make a crisp tremolo sound.

"Ding……"

With the sound of this sound, more than a hundred students present also slowly woke up.

Seeing their faces still filled with terror and despair, Zhang Miao grinned with satisfaction.

"My lovely disciples, due to time constraints, today's class is here. Please carefully summarize what you have learned today when you go back, and then write an essay of no less than 800 words to me, remember. You can't be perfunctory, otherwise, if the teacher gets angry, maybe he will add more classes, oh ho ho ho ho..."

All students: "..."

Are you the devil?

No...you must be...you must be the devil!

Seeing the expressions of despair in everyone's grief and indignation, Zhang Miao was instantly more satisfied, and immediately patted his palm.

"Okay, one last thing, don't be late for tomorrow's class, don't be absent, otherwise I'll make up for him in person, remember to miss me when I go back... get out of class!"

"..."