People in Soul Society start with love and bondage

“Wow.”

With a soft sound, Yamamoto’s figure appeared at the gate of Yuanzi School.

He seemed to have just experienced a fight. Although there was no color on his body, he always had a vague smell of blood, and his expression was fierce. Violent, the two cross-shaped scars on the top of his head are getting deeper and deeper.

“Lord Genryusai”

“You are…？”

Almost at the same time as Yamamoto appeared, Takube’s figure also appeared beside him, with a slightly solemn expression.

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni still has the same heavy expression, and his mood is obviously not very high.

“nothing”

“While searching for and suppressing the Seireitei sword-testing nobles in the 40th district, they were ambushed by hundreds of people led by the chiefs of the Tsunayashiro clan and the Kuchiki clan.”

“ambush?!”

Qiaobe’s expression suddenly became a little nervous. He glanced around and didn’t see the figure of Okiga Genshiro who was setting off with him from behind the teacher. He couldn’t help but say in a low tone:

“So, Genshiro, he……”

Before he could finish asking, Yamamoto could not help but sigh in a low voice:

“Only a few people left, and they were all killed.”

“Careless”

“……”

“ah?”

The sadness on Quebe’s face stagnated.

When he said this, he just noticed Quebe’s somewhat heavy expression, and then he realized it and waved his hand casually:”I left Genshiro there with the rest of the people. dispose of body”

“Kuchiki’s clan leader is dead, and Tsunayashiro’s boy is also seriously injured. He won’t survive for long. Just choosing a new clan leader will take a while. It will be impossible to organize a powerful counterattack for a while.”

“I’m worried about this, so I’ll come back early to take a look.”

“On the contrary, it was in Yuanzi School…”

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, who casually chopped down the two heads of the five noble clans without even a trace of blood on his body, frowned and looked at the beacon smoke everywhere, with sporadic fires still burning, and said in a deep voice:

“Sure enough, is there a mole?”

Hearing this, Quebu immediately calmed down his expression, knelt down half-kneeling on the ground and apologized:”Master Yuanliuzhai, it’s my fault as a director.”

“Please forgive me!”

Yamamoto didn’t care. He walked into Yuanzi School and said:

“Tell me what happened”

“yes.”

Qiaobu quickly sorted out what happened and briefly informed Yamamoto.

After hearing this, Old Man Shan raised his eyebrows and said with some surprise:”Bayunzhai? You mean, that little girl is actually willing to start taking charge?”

“Yes!”

At this point, Quebu couldn’t help but look a little embarrassed:”Because, her study was blown up by that group of infiltrators.”

“No wonder.”

As soon as he heard this, Yamamoto understood everything.

He was a little guy who was addicted to books.

Those idiots hit her Achilles’ heel at once.

Takube also laughed along:”Thanks to Miss Shikatori and Makoto. Due to the child’s efforts, those people were all wiped out before they could cause any damage.”

Hearing this, Yamamoto Shigekuni just remembered Cheng’s matter, and asked by the way:”Speaking of which, Cheng’s child should have been training for almost a month, right?”

“It’s been twenty-five days.”

Chief Minister Jiro bowed slightly and apologized,”But it’s because the disciples didn’t teach well.”

“For so many days, that kid Cheng……”

“Progress has been relatively slow.”

His statement was simply too polite.

What does ‘relative slowness’ mean?

There is obviously no change at all.

However, Qiaobu also knows the teacher’s temper, so some words should be said tactfully.

As a disciple of Genryu , (Self-confessed), Sparrow Department cares about the vast majority of Yuanzi Juku students to a certain extent, and naturally does not want Makoto to be criticized too much. In many cases, compared to Yamamoto, a teacher who gives up after teaching once, he He was more like the person who taught his disciples earnestly.

Old man Shan glanced at him and said casually:

“can you say that…”

“I’m afraid, there is no change at all, right?”

“……”

Quebu kept his bowed posture and said nothing.

“ha.”

Old man Shan suddenly chuckled, pointed his rough fingers in mid-air, and shook his head helplessly:

“Chojiro, you don’t understand at all.”

“Lord Genryusai?”

Quebu raised his head in confusion.

Old Man Shan walked forward with his hands behind his hands, as if recalling the somewhat distant past, and asked:

“Chojiro”

“Do you think Yicheng’s spiritual pressure, which is not even at the ‘teaching’ level, can break that murderous stone?”

In today’s Yuanzi private school, the people of Yuanliu are generally divided into two types: ‘teacher’ and ‘teacher’, which are roughly equivalent to the strength of the ‘vice captain’ and ‘captain’ levels in later generations.

Quebu frowned, not knowing why. :”What do you mean, sir?” Yamamoto walked in front and said calmly:”

Changjiro, I have also been young.”

“For those young, strong, and extremely talented geniuses, what are they thinking in their heads?……I know it all too well”

“In fact, it can be seen just from Congcheng’s eyes that show no awe to anyone, and the knife that speaks freely.”

“Many times, eyes are more honest than words.

When Quebu heard this, he suddenly understood:”That’s it.””

“Do you want the kid Cheng to recognize you?”

“wrong.

However, Old Man Shan shook his head again:”Changjiro, you underestimate that child too much.””

“Compared with”recognizing himself”, what I hope more is that he can achieve the ultimate goal”

“Completely restrained, or extremely radiant”

“He has a very ‘lively’ knife, and thinking about it, he also has a very lively mind….Extraordinary.”

Should I say that I am worthy of being a teacher? I really know how to use words.”

Takube thought to himself.

Yamamoto sighed:”I also wasted a whole ten years in my youth before I could do this.”

“The old man at that time, in terms of spiritual power alone, was actually not much better than Cheng is now.”

Old man Shan put his hands on his back and stood on the top of the mountain looking at the bamboo forest in the distance. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the night and see the other end of the bamboo forest, which was a very conspicuous pure white murderous boulder standing there like a mountain or a city wall.

He It seems like I saw the man who beat the mountains again and again like a fool when he was young….weak self

“but”

“Ever since that day when I was extremely restrained and completely broke my own shackles,”

“After thousands of years, I have no rival. He turned to look at Chojiro:”In my heart, Cheng is the second person I have seen in my life who can do this at this stage.””

“That day, I didn’t see the limits of that kid.”

Jiaobe couldn’t help but be stunned when he heard this.

He knew that Master Genryusai was referring to the day when Fujimiya Makoto and Saito Shihan fought.

Unexpectedly, the master actually had such hope for Cheng.

Qiaobu asked subconsciously:”Then…How long do you think it will take Cheng?”

“laugh.”

The always serious Yamamoto Shigekuni shook his head slightly, as if he was mocking, but also as if he was looking forward to it. He said in a deep voice, but with a rare smile:

“So what if we wait for him for ten years?”

“Ten years of peace, I can still keep it”

“ten years…?”

Jiaobe sighed in a low voice.

Although this is only a very short period of time for the God of Death, the huge chaos that is about to appear in the Soul Society is imminent.

From this time, the five nobles will fight against Genryusai-sama. The ambush is enough to tell……They can’t hold it any longer

“Let’s go.”

Yamamoto turned around first and walked towards his courtyard.

Sparrow followed step by step.

However, the two of them just turned around.

In the distance, in the direction of the bamboo forest, a burst of extremely pure and violent spiritual pressure suddenly came, as if Completely gathering all the spirit and will in the body, compressing it to the extreme, burning the spirit body, breaking through all the restrictions. The red pillar of spiritual power rushed straight into the sky.

As if he sensed something, Yamamoto suddenly raised his spiritual pressure. Turning his head in the same direction, a pair of old eyes couldn’t help but widen.

Sparrow subconsciously opened his mouth wide.

Of course, with their strength, they recognized it easily.

That was Fujimiya Makoto’s spiritual pressure.

“Boom.”

Following this, there was an earth-shaking violent explosion, and the entire mountain top where Yuanzi School was located seemed to tremble at this moment. The pure white murderous boulder more than ten meters high was driven by this terrifying force, like a It dragged the heavy soil back several meters like a vibration. Even from a very far distance, you can clearly see the deep mark left on the boulder after that blow.

This was the first punch.

“Boom.”

The earth trembled again.

The white boulder standing in the middle of the bamboo forest made a violent vibration in a burst of flying dust and smoke, and dense lines like spider webs spread all over the boulder in the blink of an eye.

Second fist

“Boom.”

The power of this blow is more concentrated and solid than the previous two punches, and it has extraordinary penetrating power.

Countless white fragments, under the extreme power that ordinary people can’t imagine, are enveloped by violent shock waves.���It was completely shattered along a straight path forward.

It turned into a pure white smoke path.

The last punch!

What sounded together with that loud noise was the sound of a small electric whip that had been whipped for dozens of days in vain, and was filled with screams of resentment.

“Yamamoto! Sparrow!”

“I am your ancestor!!”2

“……”1

Until the end, Yamamoto maintained the astonished expression with wide eyes, unable to close his mouth for a long time.

Quebu’s eyes almost popped out of his head.

However, after hearing his voice.

Yamamoto’s eyes became brighter and brighter.

The corners of the mouth that are always downturned, I don’t know when they will rise up

“…Brat!”2……

Second update.

Thanks to book friend ‘Tsukishima Hidekuro’ for the blade!

I haven’t saved the manuscript. It’s too late to get off work and I can’t finish it before twelve o’clock.

Also, how do I apply for recommendation? Can anyone with knowledge tell me? ot2 continues to ask for collections, monthly tickets, recommendations, and blades!!

Thank you very much!