People in the fourth team: draw the sword and become stronger

Chapter 1: When people die in death, they become stronger when they draw their swords (1/5 of the first day to ask for flowers!) ）

Kuzacho.

In an alley not far from Kurosaki Hospital.

The young man’s eyes were full of unwillingness.

In the eyes of the void, the young man who is a whole soul is just delicious food.

A bolt of lightning hit Void’s back from behind, and Void fell into temporary paralysis.

The young man took the opportunity to emerge from the corner of the wall and saw the appearance of the person coming.

That’s right, this beautiful girl Shinigami is Rukia Immortal!

At this time, the void, which was temporarily paralyzed by White Thunder, also resumed its actions.

It slowly turned around and looked at Rukia who was disturbing its eating.

“One of the broken roads – rush!”

A small wave of spiritual power blast shot from Rukia’s fingertips towards Void’s face.

With her two hands blocking her face, the shock wave emitted by Rukia Wood left a burning mark on its arm, emitting a white smoke, and did not cause any substantial damage to it.

When the virtual general lowered his two hands from the front of his face, the blade with a cold light continued to enlarge in its eyes.

Brush!

Rukia slashed the void in two from her head down, and slowly withdrew her slashing blade sleeve into its scabbard.

The boy, who was hiding behind a telephone pole, ran over and looked at Rukia Kurumi excitedly.

“Thank you for saving me!”

Finally met one of the protagonists of the Grim Reaper.

“You don’t need to thank me, I’m the Grim Reaper who has just been sent here to garrison, and destroying the void is what I should do!” Rukia said and pulled out her slashing knife: “I’ll send you where you should go!” ”

“Good!” The teenager nodded.

Rukia Kurumi has just been sent to Kuzacho, indicating that the plot has just begun.

The boy’s name is Asaba, and he crossed into the world of Shinigami 3 days ago and became the whole spirit of Kuzacho.

After Asaba learned that his identity was a whole soul, he wanted to be buried by the soul as soon as possible and then go to Flowing Soul Street.

Compared to being eaten by the void or becoming a void, Flowing Soul Street is obviously a better choice.

An aperture appeared on Asaba’s forehead, and the aperture was embedded with the soul word.

Soul burial launched!

Asaba’s figure became fainter.

“Thank you, Rukia Kurumi!”

Rukia was slightly stunned, who is this young man, why does he know her name?

She had just been sent here by Ukitake Juro.

Asaba’s figure slowly appeared on the street.

The people around just glanced at Asaba and continued with what they had done before.

【System is on…】

[Successful opening! ] 】

[Congratulations to the host for turning on the system to become stronger when the knife is drawn! ] 】

After hearing the prompt in his head, Asaba felt indescribably excited in his heart.

Asaba, who knew the system routine, shouted in his heart: “System, introduce your function!” ”

Really.

The system responded in Asaha’s mind.

[The host can become stronger by concentrating on pulling the knife, and you can get additional rewards when you pull the knife a certain number of times.] 】

With the Lingting Court as the center, Flowing Soul Street is divided into 80 areas from the inside to the outside in four directions: southeast, southwest, and northwest.

From District 1 to District 80, the security and living environment of Liuhun Street are getting worse and worse.

Draw a knife to become stronger, first of all, you must have a knife!

If the system does not give, then there is only self-sufficiency.

But what left Asaba speechless was that the West Forty-Third District was more desolate than he had imagined.

It seems that it is not so easy to pick up a knife and scabbard.

“Is it only possible to work part-time and buy a knife!?”

The difference between Flowing Soul Street and the present world is that the present world has entered the age of electrical appliances, while Flowing Soul Street is still before the industrial reform.

Just as Asaba was thinking about what job to look for, several gangsters surrounded Asaba.

The tall man at the head put his hand on Asaba’s shoulder: “Hey, boy, you look at Mian Sheng, are you new!?” ”

Asaba didn’t answer, but stared at the katana that the tall man wore around his waist.

The katana was somewhat worn out, the handle was even broken in half, and it was wrapped in rags by the tall man.

Even so, Asaba still wants it!

“Hey, boy, are you dumb or stupid, can’t you hear Lao Tzu asking you!?”

“Of course there is something to find you.” The tall man’s hand on Asaba’s shoulder began to press down hard: “Boy, do me a favor!” ”

“What if I don’t help?”

With cruelty in his eyes, the tall man withdrew his hand and pointed to his own face with a thumbs up: “This street Laozi Kimura has the final say, if you don’t help, Laozi guarantees that you won’t survive tomorrow.” ”